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Forgotten Tunes the CD of Ultimate Terror
Poster
Legacy Name: Poster
The Graveyard Bhakoru
Owner: Pureflower
Age: 7 years, 8 months, 3 weeks
Born: July 5th, 2016
Adopted: 7 years, 8 months, 3 weeks ago
Adopted: July 5th, 2016
Statistics
- Level: 75
- Strength: 88
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 174
- Books Read: 156
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Cicerone
I could once lay claim to the titles of starlet, leading lady, fantasy love of several million men and business mogul with video stores in every corner of the world.
My last failing store closed one year ago today, on the day I died. Display shelves that once boasted over a thousand titles are now the host to thick wads of cobweb and half an inch of dust. The old film equipment used as a tourist lure has all been reclaimed by bankers and thieves. All they left me in the desolation of my haunt were the signed posters hanging on the walls. These are faded and tattered, every one boasting my name in embossed golden letters. In today's world of replica prints, they have no value, except to me.
Beyond the walls of this store are the black reaches of infinite darkness, trapping me in a box of faded memories decorated with the style of an era when fashion sense was the last thing on anybody's minds. The sheer volume of neon paint colors and dizzying carpet patterns would give clowns nightmares.
My posters are the final escape left to me since ghosts can't drink. When I ghost through the surface of any one, I am able to relive scenes from those films that gave me life then took it away.
Suntan Sweetheart was my first sorry effort at making a name for myself. My producer saw a fit young body that would look gorgeous in a lacy yellow swimsuit. My speeches were never more than a line or two. Mostly I just lounged on the sand and made googly eyes at Brock Collier, the heart-throb of the decade. I was so thrilled to see my name in the opening credits that I never raised a complaint, not even when we sat in the sun for hours to capture the scene in just the right lighting.
The roles came thick and fast after that. I was the sultry heiress in Dollars for the Dame, the love interest of Detective Donovan in Lazy Eye, and the unexpected killer in Shades of Lipstick. I even co-starred with Cary Goldson in Clipped Wings, acting as the spunky nurse that gradually brought the grounded pilot back to his charming self.
The film that really set me apart, though, was Molecule.
Fade in on a woman little more than a corpse, staring through the lens of a microscope as her concerned doctor pleads with her to take her rest. Her body will not withstand much more mistreatment despite her insistence that she is on the brink of the discovery that has cost her beauty, love, fortune, and the chance at a long life. Girls half my age would write me letters from all over the world, gushing about how I'd inspired them. Every young man working for Mega Movies and Flashy Films was desperate to be seen on my arm at the latest premiere.
I honestly think Street Music and Robotik sold as well as they did because of me though my co-stars liked to believe otherwise. Plot Twist was the only comedy I ever did. I never laughed so hard in all my life. I hear the modern version has over three hours of blooper footage on the DVD discs that have replaced the film of old. My last great film was When Dust Fades, a tragic story based on true events that follows the lives of a grieving farmer's widow and her three children separated after a horrible dust storm that nearly destroyed a nation.
I greatly regret my role in the Shriek series. Not only were they a far cry from frightening, but Edward Oakley was as crass in the real world as onscreen. The director of Lace had the audacity to make light of my fainting halfway through a scene by re-creating my character as a woman in a delicate condition. I will not even talk about Flying Tricycle. As far as I'm concerned, all footage of that film should have been burnt.
It all started going downhill from there. When I was offered the role of Grandmother Nut, I flat-out refused. The old serving woman in the attic would hardly suit me either. I was only forty-five, after all, and far from such undignified roles.
That night I discovered that drinks at Happy Hal's are half price after ten. The pina colada took the edge off my anger, the martini almost allowed me to laugh about it and by my third margarita, every wrong ever done to me in life seemed hilarious in hindsight. The bartender's pity wasn't exactly encouraging me to pick up my mink stole and call it a night. He'd started our acquaintance by admitting that he had the biggest crush on me as a kid. There was nothing even close to lust in his eyes. I was somebody, twenty years ago. I could never get that back.
He called me a cab. He didn't say anything when I came back the next night, casually mentioning this fantastic drink I'd heard about called a mudslide. I was ready to marry him after the first sip.
I wasn't quite ready to give up on life. The video business was just getting good and at my age, it was about time to invest in something. Pretty soon I had a total of eighty stores, all of them selling a steady stream of video tapes. The DVD craze was no inconvenience. Profits were growing, until they weren't. Video streaming pretty much did me in.
I became a regular at Happy Hal's after that. My favorite old bartender was still there after ten years. He started telling me about his son in baseball camp and his daughter who sometimes played piano at The Blue Walrus. I didn't really care, but the more I let him talk, the later he'd let me stay.
I like to think I could have faded with grace if not for the newest director on the block who tried to take pity on me. I showed up at the studio with an invitation to take part in the movie event of the year. Everything about the film was modern and exciting, a promise of millions of dollars in ticket sales and merchandise. It was going to combine the whimsical fun of Amusement Park with the suspense of Graveyard Shift. In short, it was a film about the spirits of dead zoo animals taking over the minds of convicted criminals for double revenge against people that build cages.
My heart was racing as I sat outside Mr. Quincy's office. Was I to be the voice of a fiery tigress or flashy peacock? Would I be the desperate wife of a man caught between the fear of giving way to evil and the deep-rooted desire for revenge? Perhaps I would even act alongside the young officer piecing it all together and trying to convince a skeptical world of the impossible. I didn't have to be a love interest.
The part offered to me was the bickering wife of the old sheriff, a woman who would meet her end in the jaws of a crocodile.
That night I decided to drink my way through the colors of the rainbow, starting on a cosmo and ending on a pink squirrel. To top off my list of brilliant ideas, I decided to take the red cruiser out of my garage and go looking for the little beach where we'd shot Suntan Sweetheart so many years ago. I remember my headlights revealing the tree a few seconds before impact.
I'm in the mood for a handsome face and a strong pair of arms. The poster for Clipped Wings is peeling from the wall at the upper left corner but somehow I do not think any of my posters will ever fall. Sometimes when I'm feeling low, I'll throw myself at the flimsy poster paper but today I take it slow, allowing the sensations of the wind from a falling plane and the whine of failing engines gradually take me to a happier place.
Cary is there, the badge on his shirt reading Lt. Pearl. He has just succeeded in landing. For nearly a year, nothing could convince him to take to the air again. He looks on me with the wonder of a man who has found a priceless treasure. Soon the bitterness of dusty memories will catch up to me and force me back into the solitude of my haunt but for just a few moments, I allow myself to enjoy the passion of a ghostly kiss.
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Story by Pureflower
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Pet Treasure
Cosmopolitan
Cranberry Twisted Drink
Slammer
Strawberry Daiquiri
Strawberry Corkscrew Drink
Melonbeer Slush
Cherry Fruited Drink
Fun On The Beach
Autumn Harvest Red Ale
Red Wine
Cranberry Corkscrew Drink
Shot of Brandywine
Bloody Marian
Lipstick and Lace
Bloody Mary
House Abbey Ale
Cranbulle Cocktail
Grilled Cherry Sour Cocktail
Sailors Delight
Sailors Warning
Cherry Kick Cocktail
Kir Royale
Triple Bloody Caesar
Pineapple Splash Cocktail
Sparkling Champagne and Berries
Orange Geartini
Orange Gear Spritzer
Whiskey Sour
Sweet Tangerine Cocktail
Honeydew Cocktail
Orange Splash Cocktail
Mango and Peach Cocktail
Bubbly Apple Spritzer
Super Bellini
Orange Twist Fizz
TRAPPIST Hard Cider
Sweet Mango Orange Cocktail
Spiced Orange Punch
TRAPPIST Discovery Punch
Peach Schnapps
Metallic Mango Champagne
Bellini
Fuzzy Navel
Zombie
Tangerine Corkscrew Drink
Harvey Wallbanger
Champagne Dream
Bahama Mama
Subeta Sunrise
Boot of Beer
Orange Cream Cocktail
Autumn Harvest Orange Ale
Mint Julep
Rumfastian
Gin Fizz
Lemon Drop
Beergarita
Lemon Gear Spritzer
Ginger Rum
TRAPPIST Future Draught
Pina Colada
Lemon Geartini
Honey Bubble Daiquiri
Grand Gunter Pale Ale
Lemon and Mint Cocktail
Screwdriver
Sweet Orange Cocktail
Lemon Corkscrew Drink
Rusty Nail
TRAPPIST Sweet Honey Spritzer
Citrus Evergreen Twist
Shot of Whiskey
Sidecar
Beer Flavored Beer
House White Beer
Glass of Wheat Beer
Grand Gunter Blonde Ale
Pineapple Fruited Drink
Autumn Harvest Yellow Ale
Long Island Iced Tea
Alegarten Lager Sampler
Whiskey
Tequila
Sample Size Pale Lager
Sample Size Wheat Beer
Beer of Champions
Filled Dimpled Beer Stein
Slippery Nipple
Mimosa Punch
Caipirinha
Margarita
Citrus Tang Cocktail
Lime Gear Spritzer
Metallic Green Apple Champagne
Apple Geartini
Lime Fruited Drink
The Haze
Tipsy Grape Cocktail
Gimlet
Lime and Mint Cocktail
Lime Twisted Drink
Lime Corkscrew Drink
Melon Sour
Autumn Harvest Green Ale
Grasshopper
Mojito
Gin and Tonic
Crushed Melon and Mint Cocktail
Lime Slush Cocktail
Appletini
Absinthe
Dry Gin
TRAPPIST Cream-N-Who-Knows-What Liquor
Mint Cooler Cocktail
TRAPPIST New World Daiquiri
Relaxing Mist Cocktail
Berry Infusion Cocktail
Truly Dazzling Cocktail
Blue Cooler Cocktail
Icy Hot Shot
Blue Tropical
Metallic Blueberry Champagne
Blueberry Twisted Drink
Galaxan Mist
Aurora Bora Shot
Centropolis Essence
TRAPPIST Other Worldly Martini
TRAPPIST Deep Space Shot
Shengui Guo Cursed Sake
Swirling Galaxy Cocktail
Soothing Petal Cocktail
Sugar Plum Cocktail
Berry Fruited Drink
Metallic Grape Champagne
Cinnamon Mulled Wine
Bubbly RasBlu Tonic
Raspberry Spring
Raspberry Gear Spritzer
Strawberry Gear Spritzer
Pink Squirrel
Pink Kitty Cat
Cherrytini
Tangy Cherry Cocktail
Strawberry and Lemon Cocktail
Strawberry Geartini
Metallic Raspberry Champagne
Fruit Punch Twisted Drink
Grapefruit Melody Cocktail
The Smoker
Rhubarb and Tequila Cocktail
Salted Fruit Granita
Spiked Grapefruit Seltzer
Strawberry Mint Cocktail
Tangy Lime and Cherry Cocktail
Strawberry Fruited Drink
Woowoo
Arctic Frost Spiced Rum
Grapefruit and Pomegranate Kicker
Starstruck Melon Cocktail
2Hot Shot
Caberet Cocktail
Mint Berry Cocktail
Rosewater Champagne
Rainbow Daiquiri
No Hander
White Bear
Flaming B-52
Mudslide
Distilled Rum
Sake
Colada Twisted Drink
Martini
Vodkatini
Mint Leaf Cocktail
Pirate Bombo
Tankard of Rum
Mai Tai
Masqued Mystery
Alegarten Ale Sampler
Foxy Chocolate Shot
Chocolate Shot Cake
Gut Wrencher
Ginger Beer
Omen Long Islands Iced Tea
Homemade Dark Rum
Glass of Smoked Beer
Mug of Dunkel Beer
Glass of Bock Beer
Grand Gunter Amber Ale
Grand Gunter Brown Ale
Selbstgebraute
Beer
Autumn Harvest Brown Ale
Sample Size Ale
Black Bear
Bumbo
Wheat Beer Horn
Dark Ale Beer Horn
Dark Ale Beer Horn
Pilsener Beer Horn
Spring Street Pale Lager
Spring Street Pale Ale
Spring Street Dark Lager
Spring Street Brown Ale
Spring Street Black Label Lager
Ale Flavored Beer
Brandy
Tankard Of Grog
Autumn Harvest Owl Ale
Beer Flavored Ale
Port Port
Blackberry Geartini
Sacred Lands Mulled Wine
Shot of Darkside
Dictator
Grand Gunter Stout Ale
Alegarten Stout Sampler