DJ Robbins
Bio
He wrote a short film that is currently up on Youtube called ,''All the Lonely Boys''
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Stories (39/0)
Intruder
Breathing behind your bunny mask, I can still feel your green eyes staring at me. You decapitated my neighbor on Christmas Eve. Your bloody footprints left a trail in the snow. You kicked in my front door, ax in hand. I grabbed a fire poker, and we engaged in mortal combat. I kicked you in the nuts and you let out a growl, dropping the ax to the ground.
By DJ Robbins2 months ago in Poets
The Mansion at 1313 Dead End Lane
Santa Claus climbed into his sleigh and gave a yell. Rudolph's nose cut through the snowy fog and the zombies below moaned as the werewolf howled. The manor on 1313 Dead End Lane crawled with the undead, zombies and ghosts and vampires. Santa Claus dreaded it, but Edmund was a kind and lonely soul, trapped by the undead ghouls inhabiting the mansion.
By DJ Robbins3 months ago in Fiction
How to Write a Killer Slasher Film
Hello friends. DJ Robbins here and I want to give you a tip for writing a slasher flick. Scream was a film that made audiences think about the slasher film in a certain way. That’s the way to think about them if you want to continue looking at them as some silly game that is a paint by numbers approach with the wrong things colored in.
By DJ Robbins4 months ago in Horror
Drag Queen From Hell
His name was Louis. He was quite a sight to see I suppose, standing six foot three and wearing red, stiletto, high heels. His painted red lips sloped downwards in a frown. A white mask hid his brown skin. Pink, elbow length gloves cover up his brown hands. His lean, muscular chest was exposed in a lime, green cocktail dress. His sinewy biceps flexed superfluously as he clutched his solid ax in his hands. His powerful, runner’s legs rippled with muscle as he stomped through the snow-covered streets.
By DJ Robbins7 months ago in Fiction
The Fifth Nutcracker
The snow fell as though God had shaken his Earthly snow globe. Seven-year-old Liza Stephens stared silently out the window. The train rattled as it passed over a bridge. Seated next to her was Liza’s grandfather Al. Grandpa Al stroked his white beard as he thought about what the answer to his crossword puzzle would be. A book of crossword puzzles sat in Grandpa Al’s, and he clenched a baby pencil between his white teeth.
By DJ Robbins7 months ago in Fiction
The Ghost of Angry Jack
Grandma Baker and I stood out in the pouring rain, milling over our choice for a potential Jack O’ lantern carefully. I picked up various pumpkins, feeling them for heft and softness. Once I found the perfect one, I showed it to Grandma Baker and carried it to the checkout stand, already set up near the entrance to the pumpkin patch! Mr. Gravy wore blue jeans and an oversized Kent State Hooded sweatshirt.
By DJ Robbins7 months ago in Fiction
- Top Story - September 2023
Autumn HouseTop Story - September 2023
Orange leaves gently swayed in a light breeze as twelve-year-old Chris Weaver walked down the dirt road. He kicked up dust as he mosied. The house at the end of the dirt road was red. It had a quaint porch, being swept by Granny Bloche. She wore simple attire: blue jeans and an ankle-length skirt. The orange sun was starting to set as Chris stepped onto the porch. ‘’Where am I?’’ Chris asked.
By DJ Robbins7 months ago in Fiction
The Good, The Bad and The ugly of the David Gordon Green Halloween trilogy
Ends talk The original Halloween film is considered a masterpiece. It is literally this author's favorite film/ horror film of all time. The music and cinematography were superb, and Michael's aesthetic and presence was absolutely terrifying and that breathing sound he made was straight up terrifying.
By DJ Robbins8 months ago in Geeks
