I don’t want to overdose my blog on questionnaires/tags, especially if the questions are not my own, but I have so many thoughts in my head that it’s fun to mix it all up into one post. For this tag, I found a bulk of the questions here and then wrote a few myself.
Happy Halloween! And Happy NaNo Eve… woohoo!
*Waaah, I’m late… tsk tsk.
1. Name something you wouldn’t want to run into in a dark forest or in an abandoned building.
A zombie… I never liked zombies much until Giovanni introduced me to COD: Black Ops’ Zombies. The first time we played, I was terrified, but now we’re an awesome, zombie-killing team.
The reason I don’t like zombies is because they’re just brain-dead cannibals… that sounds way too plausible compared to all other monsters. A lot of people seem to want a zombie apocalypse to happen and talk about how much of a bada** they would be, but… most of our loved ones would be killed or dead already, and the world would never be the same. That’s a little too real. Of course, there’s that restless writer in me that loves the darkness of the idea.
During our hikes, Giovanni likes to ask me, “What would you do if a zombie apocalypse happened right now, and you didn’t know?” And then we have to detail out an elaborate plan in case it actually does happen.
2. Have you ever played with a Ouija Board?
No, but I believe in spirits. I don’t have any cool encounter stories, and I’d rather not start by meeting a vicious and vengeful spirit.
3. Favorite horror monster or villain?
Now I’m going to sound paranoid, but I think the scariest creatures in horror are humans. Outside of fiction, humans have committed countless atrocities and are unpredictable. In a monster movie, there’s always a good guy to defeat the monster (or try), giving a sense of control. Humans can be psychopaths, but it’s not merely a senseless evil… usually there is a tragedy behind the killer. Somewhere in our society, we destroyed the innocence and created our very own monsters.
Werewolves are pretty cool too.
4. If you were dared to spend the night in a “haunted house,” would you do it?
If there’s a lot of money involved then absolutely! I’m an unemployed/self-employed, struggling writer who could use it. If not, then I’ll probably continue avoiding haunted houses… but it wooould make a great story to tell. Hmmm…
5. Are you superstitious?
While I’m not actively superstitious, I’m open to the idea of magic and curses beyond our imagination existing. I believe that everything happens for a reason, but I don’t know if that counts as being superstitious.
When I was younger, I did wonder if Tina and Gibson, my two black cats, would cause me bad luck, but they never did. Meeting them, in fact, was a stroke of happy luck for years to come.
6. Do you ever see figures in your peripheral vision?
No, but sometimes my vision is blurry or I see a few black spots. I really need glasses…
7. Do you prefer gore or thrillers?
Thrillers! Well-done and meaningful gore is always appreciated though. In the MTV show Scream, **major spoilers!** I found it incredibly powerful when Will got slaughtered in front of Emma after they rekindled their friendship/romance. The murder was such a step-up from the previous knife-wound murders that it even left Giovanni in awe. We had to step away and collect ourselves (no pun intended..?) over bowls of ice-cream before watching the next episode. This wasn’t merely because of the gore but the emotional impact it has on us and the main character, Emma. Sometimes the love triangle with her, Will, and the good bad-boy was eye-rolling, but we also can’t help but cheer for these imperfect characters through all the chaos around them. I continue to give Scream an applause for not throwing the death away the next episode, but showing that it left Emma traumatized. And then the sheriff’s death… man, I felt that one in my gut, and it made me sad. While he played the usual useless cop trope, he seemed to genuinely care about stopping the murders and died trying to do so… again, when fiction dances over the line between itself and reality, it becomes most unnerving. **end of spoiler spree**
I’m getting carried away with this segment already, but now let’s talk about anime.
Anime gore all the way! I hope this doesn’t make me twisted in some physiological way that I don’t even know about, but I like the style of anime, and the visuals and vocals of the violence make it all the more interesting. With real life there is a limitation as to what expressions can be conveyed, and in the Hollywood world, even if there’s a torture scene, one can only express so much before twisting the face into what might not be enough eye candy, so it has to be toned down. Behind the endless expressions of an animated character, the voice actor can let loose some amazing vocal expression. I find it so artful.
In season 1 of the Higurashi series, the story entangled me into the story and mystery and violence. Despite my above ramble about gore in anime, the violence in Higurashi was not only artful (and brutal) but important plot devices. Tokyo Ghoul utilizes torture and gore as an effective tool as well, breaking down a smart and seemingly stable character to the point of violence and insanity. I hear that the manga handles this even better than the anime, and I believe it, but given the time the anime had, the visuals, voice acting, and episode’s pacing make the moment rewarding in a sinister sense. Elfen Lied is a really well-done and emotional gore fest, but the plot lacked a little for me. I watched it in 6th grade though, soooo I might have missed the message in it. I’m going to rewatch it with Giovanni. **spoilers** The molestation scene completely went over my head, but I definitely felt something off about the scene. And the puppy scene… that destroyed me. **spoilers**
8. Do you believe in multiple dimensions or worlds?
Keeping with my mantra, I’m open to the idea. The only downer is that in some realities, I won’t have met Giovanni, we got rejected by the other, we broke-up, we never got together – or never met. If multiple realities exist and there is no way of knowing which one is the official or correct one, I choose to believe that this reality is the true one. Keeping with the mantra, I’d have to accept otherwise if it came to be known, but in that case, would it matter? If this is the dimension I live in, then it’s the most real one I know. I’d love Giovanni as my true Giovanni, and cherish all else that I care for in this dimension.
Regarding other worlds in the universe, it’s hard to believe there is only one with an advanced civilization like our own. Debunking the possibility simply because there’s never been a sighting (as far as we know) seems more farfetched than believing, because the universe is huge. When studying astronomical distances, it becomes more understandable as to why we’ve never made contact with other lifeforms (as far as we know… yes, not only am I paranoid, but I’m a conspiracy theorist!). The universe is HUGE!!! That also comes with a downside… unless we get an Interstellar plotline going, I don’t see us finding another Earth in our lifetime or the lifetime of the entire human race.
9. Ever made a potion of any sort?
Not a legitimate potion, but when I was little I liked to mix different soaps and water together. I always worried that I might accidentally create a dangerous and even explosive mixture.
10. Do you get scared easily?
I don’t like horror films with jumpscares because I get startled easily, and I don’t like that sensation. With Hollywood’s love of jumpscares, I don’t trust the US’s horror films that much. Otherwise, if I’m given a scary, real-life situation, I try to go into it calmly, keeping in mind to breath. This meditative state helped me save a honeybee trapped on the steps to the library. I cupped my hand around him until he finally crawled onto me, and then I carried him down the steps and a few yards to some flowers where I let him go.
11. Do you believe in demons/the devil?
I haven’t had any encounters with demons or devils (let alone The Devil of certain religions), but like spirits and aliens and divine beings, who’s to say demons don’t exist? We all have our inner demons to consider as well.
12. You’re home alone but you hear footsteps in your house, what do you do?
I know enough about horror troupes to get the heck out of the house, but I have admittedly heard footsteps on the rooftop before and shrugged it off. Whenever I hear noises above me, I write it off as small animals, so maybe that will end up causing my demise.
13. If you got trapped in one scary movie, which would you choose?
I’d like to have some common sense, so getting trapped in a satire, like Scream Queens, would be ideal. Unfortunately, I have to emphasize the some common sense. The characters might poke at horror tropes, especially in the current season, but people still die (late spoiler warning). I might have a better chance if I achieve main character status.
14. If you could only wear one Halloween costume for the rest of your life, what would you be?
Seeing as I’m going as Robin again this year, I might as well make that my forever costume. #strugglingexcollegestudent I’m not cheap. I’m frugal.
15. Would you ever go to a graveyard at night?
Graveyards have never bothered me. I think it’s good to hang out and keep the deceased company.
16. In a zombie apocalypse what is your weapon of choice?
Cookie and I will be unstoppable! Her teeth and claws are super sharp, so I think she should constitute as a weapon… just kidding! Sort of. I’ll use my safari knife, even though close combat freaks me out a little. Cookie will be my sidekick.
17. Would you rather go to a Halloween party or go trick or treating?
Trick-or-treating! Free candy + exercise, what a wonderful combo! The build-up to October 31st just isn’t the same without trick-or-treating. I’ll go to parties before October 31st though!
18. What age did you stop trick-or-treating?
I went trick-or-treating last year with Giovanni’s siblings, so… 20? I’m going this year too, so 21? I hope I go next year..!
19. Do you have to watch something happy after watching a horror movie so you can go to sleep?
Giovanni’s brother, Memo, introduced us to our favorite scary stories narrator, Corpse Husband, and on the first night we listened to him together, we were both creeped out afterwards. We watched a video comparing Disney’s Alice in Wonderland to the original novel to take our minds off the scary stories, but I remember still feeling unnerved. Nowadays, we’re used to Corpse Husband’s voice and feel a sort of protection when we listen to him. I don’t watch enough horror to answer specifically for movies (I watch some shows or scary-stuff that has more humor than fright).
20. Whilst watching scary movies, are you the person who yells at the characters, the person with their eyes covered the whole time, or the person who falls asleep?
I never cover my eyes, but when there’s scary suspense, I retreat into my shirt or sweater like a turtle and shield myself with my arms.
21. Are you the one who gets scared, or the one who does the scaring?
I go in and out of spooking people, but I used to scare my cats all the time when I was a kid. Gibson was the usual victim. One day I decided that it wasn’t very nice, and if I didn’t like it done to me, Gibson didn’t like or deserve it either. I’ve startled him a couple of times in the years after, but I always remember why I stopped and don’t do it again.
22. Favorite scary book?
I loved book one of the Morpheus Road series, by D. J. MacHale, but I read it so long ago that I don’t know if it would still scare me. I want to go back and finish the series.
I like Edgar Allen Poe’s work, because it deals with the physiological side of horror, and as I said in this post, people can be the most terrifying of creatures…
23. How old were you when you saw your first horror movie?
Do the crude, satirical, and joke scary movies count? Giovanni laughed at me when I told him my childhood friend and I used to get our horror fix by watching Scary Movie 3. He wants to watch Scary Movie 1 or 2 with me, but the humor might just be too crude for my taste.
24. What was your first Halloween costume?
To give an accurate answer, I went to one of the two people who would know: my mom! I had an assumption, and I ended up being right. They went the classic baby-costume route and dressed me as a lil’ pumpkin.
25. What are you going to be for Halloween this year?
Oops, I gave this answer away already… Robin!
26. If you could have a spooky Halloween pet, what would you pick?
That’s easy! Black cats all the way.
27. Do you like the scary Halloween or kawaii Halloween?
I love all aspects of Halloween, but I probably lean more towards the kawaii (cute) side of the Halloween spectrum. Halloween was such an integral part of my childhood that I pair it with joy and carelessness. Adult life is scary enough that I don’t need a holiday meant to freak me out more. There are people who get a therapeutic rush from fear, and I think that’s good for them, but I don’t feel that way, for the most part. I’d rather revel in my childhood joys of cute Halloween stickers and crafts and candy. 🙂
28. What is your favorite Halloween tradition?
Trick-or-treating. The easy answer is free candy, but the whole experience of trick-or-treating made it memorable. Getting home from school, putting my costume on as fast as possible, waiting for the sun to set, seeing other trick-or-treaters begin to appear outside, sometimes not answering the door for said trick-or-treaters out of shyness, and taking pictures with my friend, her sister, and my dad, all in costume. Trick-or-treating was one experience where the anticipation leading up to it was as good as doing it. Not only was wandering the neighborhoods, passing other eager children in costume, and seeing a variety of Halloween spirit fun, but sorting out our candy afterwards, making trades, and answering the door for final trick-or-treaters was all part of never-ending celebration.
29. What is the funniest trick-or-treating experience you’ve had?
Amidst all the wonders of a candy haul, coins and toys were coveted.
One man completely forgot about Halloween and rushed to find goodies to give us. He came back with a handful of coins and an entire box of Halloween Peeps. Even though I didn’t eat Peeps, we both couldn’t stop giggling in excitement over his generosity.
Another funny memory is the one year she and I went with our other neighborhood friend and his friend. At every house, his friend blurted out, “Do you have any cheese?” instead of “trick-or-treat.” He’d assure them later that he joking, but one older woman was persistent on giving him a bag of shredded mozzarella. Since then, I always referred to him as “Cheese Boy.”
30. And the worst?
On one Halloween I had trouble keeping my spirits up, and then I hit my foot on a sidewalk curb and smacked hard onto the cold street. All of my candy spilled from my pumpkin sack, and I sat up, erupting into tears and shouting in an emotional tantrum, “This is the worst Halloween ever!” My dad and friend got me back on my feet, and I soon forgot about the negative feelings. Thinking about it now makes me cringe a tad bit, because my dad always tried his hardest to keep me happy, and I wasn’t being very grateful. After being with children more often though, I understand that they don’t necessary recognize all the work and effort you put in to make them happy.
31. Why do you love Halloween?
There isn’t any other holiday that has ever brought me such joy – I have great memories of Halloween, whether it’s shaking in terror during a not-so-scary haunted house and having my classmate break character to tell me which way to go as I walk into walls, venturing to some houses that gave my friend and I 75% of their candy bowl since we were the only trick-or-treaters to come by, or dressing up all couple-like with my boyfriend, years later.
Unfortunately, it’s also the holiday that has brought me the most tears. Because I have such good memories, I try to make every Halloween as exciting, but as I get older, the spirit around me begins to die, though I try my hardest to keep it alive. A part of me wonders if it’s my love of a holiday that furthers from my reach, becoming less and less socially acceptable to act as a child when one is an adult, and feeling like I’m being forced to grow up and be an adult when I’m not ready. Halloween is one of my happiest escapes, but it doesn’t feel as right, on and off, because… nobody around me really cares about it like I do. Whether or not that’s true, I don’t know. But it’s a strong feeling.
Halloween isn’t just my favorite holiday, but it’s my most beloved and life-saving holiday. So many fond memories are entangled in the colours, traditions, and tastes, and I want to keep that in my heart forever. Halloween keeps the spirit inside me alive, and each year it comes around, the fire is ignited again. I know that I can’t rely on Halloween forever to fix my broken spirits on all the other days of the year, but it’s a much-needed day to distract me, and I’m often told that I could use a couple more distractions than a couple more solutions – I think and worry too much when I could stand to take my mind off things.
That might have ended a little glum…
I began this post very happy, but my day (Oct. 31st) suddenly fell into my sorrows. There was too much rain for trick-or-treaters, and only four houses gave out candy. I didn’t dress-up, because Giovanni didn’t want to, and though I felt perfectly confident being a solo Robin, my spirits felt low and the weather made me too cold. While the kids tried house to house, they begged for us to take them to a store to buy them candy instead of wandering through the dark, and it made me wish I could share with them my enthusiasm and love of the holiday. They seemed to be as disappointed as I was, but they bounced back faster than I did.
On another note, at the first house that answered their soft knocking, they went inside, and then a man smoking a cigarette came out. Giovanni wandered over to check on the kids uncomfortably, and his dad came around with Gio’s baby cousin, completely unaware of the situation. Giovanni talked to the man outside, who then told his wife to bring the bowl outside, and she ended up giving the kids most of their candy, which was very generous.
When we began our walk to the next house, Giovanni spun around, leaned down to meet eye-level, and spoke with a chipper and curt tone, “Okay, new rule, guys. Don’t go into any more houses.” This marked a terrible parental moment for Giovanni and me, and I can’t wait to tell his little sister and cousin what happened when they’re older. Thank goodness this is a funny-scary story and not a real horror story.
I hope you had a great Halloween, however you celebrated it (or not). 🙂 ❤