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The Mighty Moltres
Dec 21, 2012

Come! We must fly!


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The Mighty Moltres
Dec 21, 2012

Come! We must fly!


Frankenstyle posted:

The Exorcist. I was nine or ten and my big sister and her husband had just got their first house. It was a big rear end three story place with hardwood floors and an open central staircase, so it really echoed when anyone moved around. She was all like "Do you want to come over for the weekend? We have HBO." So of course I jumped all over it. They went out on Saturday night, so I decide to pull up a blanket and watch The Exorcist alone. I also forgot about their giant rear end cat that had been mostly hiding since it was freaked out by moving to the new place.

So just as poo poo starts hitting the fan in the movie, I hear this slow thump-thump-thump coming down the stairs from the third floor. I'm freaking out, Linda Blair is vomiting on priests, and then it gets quiet again from upstairs for a few minutes. Then I start hearing the thumping coming from the stairs on it's way to the first floor. I'm trying not to poo poo myself with the blanket pulled up to my lower eyelids, looking around the door frame and waiting for Satan to stroll off the bottom step and then the stupid cat pops out and is all like "Oh. Hey, human". I've still never re-watched that movie since then.

Cats are the worst. They always seem to know when you're already freaked out and choose that moment to ambush you from around the corner or something. For instance, I was reading Pet Semetary years and years ago, and right at the part when the undead cat is weirdly staring at people, I looked up and my sister's cat was sitting there staring at me. I was like "do you have to do that RIGHT NOW?"

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yippeekiyaymf posted:

When I saw they changed the illustrations, I bought the old books to preserve and pass down so the next generation of kids in my family can deal with the same nightmare images we all did, courtesy of that book series.

Me too. I'll be damned if my future kids have sweet dreams.

The Mighty Moltres fucked around with this message at 02:08 on Sep 6, 2016

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