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Post by clnancy50 on Sept 2, 2006 1:36:13 GMT -5
Run that by me again?
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Post by mclunatic4evr on Sept 2, 2006 20:55:31 GMT -5
It all goes back to the early days of Dark Rides. Some fully or partially guided by automated or non automated eerie voices that would narrarate the ride/walk through the attraction. I have conceived a dark ride, and these poems shall be read on them. Note that these poems will have little or nothing to do with what is going on or what is being seen. But idea's have to be fresh and new to attract attention from potential customers. And here are some of the readings:
"Never shall thou dance with midnight And worldly woodpeckers were there And wordly wings were flapping then Haunted be thee Haunted be me
By far there is a shed that will not be shut A kamala beast it beams A catapult it seems All because I have bad dreams
Dracula was there Dracula was their Dracula was they're"
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Post by clnancy50 on Sept 3, 2006 3:02:42 GMT -5
Is this ride in the making or is it just in its first stages in your mind? I did take notice that these poems have nothing really to do with anything, or is it my imagination?
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Post by mclunatic4evr on Sept 3, 2006 16:59:25 GMT -5
The new haunted attraction will be entirely underground. There will not be one light in there. There will be fire though, guiding tourists about. Frankensteins will collapse from the ventilation units, bats will haunt the janitorial closet, the janitorial closet will haunt the tourists, the tourists will haunt the janitor.
Visitors will enter through the storm drain off the side of the road. They will walk the concourse of the damned until the arrive at the giant double doors that resemble two evil ravens saluting each other. Beyond those doors will lie thousands of littered spare tires amongst slightly used bill tracy style props that will work when they wish to. Doors will pop open along the trail, some revealing illuminated ghouls and some revealing real live man eating tigers that run out but will be restrained by leashes that will allow a safe distance. Eerie halloween music will alternate with choir and smooth jazz that will send chills into the hearts of mortals.
The tour goes on for hours, one must yield to the passing subway trains on several occasions. McLunatic Amusements INC is not responsible for any Rat bites one might suffer. MAI also will not be held accountable for Vampire bites, Mummy curses, Frankenstein incidents, werewolf maulings, escaped psychiatric patients living in the attraction without permission, and Kamala Beast Clock attacks.
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Post by clnancy50 on Sept 3, 2006 19:23:52 GMT -5
Uh, do you ACTUALLY think people or humans? would dare to go in something like that? Sounds like hell would be, to me. And I really think that's what YOU want it to be, too.
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Post by mclunatic4evr on Sept 3, 2006 22:07:17 GMT -5
First off, aren't humans and people the same thing? And secondly it's funny you should call it hell, because that's where the exit leaves you off, right after the gift shop that is. In the gift shop you will be created by a clown with a mermaids body swimming back in forth in his fish tank eagerly. You will have many merchandise options in the gift shop. All will be revealed in the gift shop. Years past, the surviviors still remained in the gift shops inbetween the souvieneirs and the vacuum cleaner. Beads of sweat rolled off the vacuum as it angerily shared it's vacuum area with them. And the doors opened, revealing Hades! I was there, so were others. Black Sabbith was blasting from every speaker, the lava boiled and bubbled, and best of all robots did all the hard work while mortals waited in long term parking.
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Post by clnancy50 on Sept 5, 2006 1:45:47 GMT -5
Well, gee, now why would I think that's where the exit went to? First of all, I, personally won't be created by anything you're describing and I really doubt if many will on this board, either. I really think you have a very "twisted" imagination, but then again, the way you're describing this, this is exactly where you belong. When are you leaving?
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Post by mclunatic4evr on Sept 5, 2006 20:25:46 GMT -5
Actually the "You will be created by a clown" was an accident, I originally intended it to say "You will be greeted by a clown" But when I saw the mistake I thought it was better that way. And where is it you think i'll be leaving for? I haven't even unpacked my bags yet.
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Post by mclunatic4evr on Sept 6, 2006 0:18:08 GMT -5
What happened to everyone? This board used to be Jumpin' Now I hear crickets chirp and coyote's howl. The tumbleweeds blow across the cyber desert, symbolizing what was and what might be again. The local parlor has finnaly become accoustomed with dust and it will soon know the likes of cobwebs. Years will pass and not much will change. I remember when they used to line up around the street to get a chance to post here. Boats would dock, tired and hungry families would take salvation at the Dark in Park message board.
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Post by clnancy50 on Sept 6, 2006 1:25:28 GMT -5
Well, gee, maybe you chased them away?? As a matter of fact, it is kind of quiet around here. Creepy, isn't it? Maybe they all got sucked into your void.
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Post by mclunatic4evr on Sept 6, 2006 14:55:23 GMT -5
Tis the dawn of Autumn. For October marks the season of evil. For Haunt tour'06 beginsith now. Happy Halloween.
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Post by clnancy50 on Sept 6, 2006 19:51:03 GMT -5
Actually, I love Fall weather; really miss it here. I'll agree October is evil; that's the sorry month I got married in.
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Post by mclunatic4evr on Sept 6, 2006 20:32:24 GMT -5
October in Hawaii must be interesting. I bet they make Jack o Lanterns out of Pine Apples. Up in PA we play Headless Horse Man'n. That's when you go out in the woods and have one person dress up like the headless horse man and chases everyone else around while they scream and video record, It's like Blair Witchin, only with Horses. "Once you cross that bridge my friend The ghost is through his power ends!" -Irving Washington
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Post by clnancy50 on Sept 7, 2006 1:08:49 GMT -5
Did you say PA? ? Well, now we have something in common. That's my old home town; Reading, PA. Actually, they celebrate holidays here like any other place, but it's not the same without that crisp autumn, cool weather. Try decorating for the holidays when it's 85 degress out; I haven't seen snow in almost 3 years.
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Post by mclunatic4evr on Sept 7, 2006 14:48:51 GMT -5
Reading's been turning into a warzone lately with the crime, it's still a cool old city though. They make my favorite kind of pretzels there. And yeah, one nice thing about PA is that it seems to provide every kind of season with traditional seasonal weather.
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