Name: Pepper
Age: 17
Eye Colour: Red (iris) dark blue (sclera)
Hair Colour: N/A
Species: Butterfly
Witch type: Bell
Nature: Clanging
Weapon: None
Familiars: Titania
Rotten Witch: Unknown
Wish: Let me be heard
A reclusive girl who has trouble speaking up. She finds whenever she tries to add to conversations she’s always talked over. As a witch, she has an amazing yell alongside a tremendous ringing she can sound from her body. Hopefully now no one will dare talk over her in fear of being deafened.
Found out that one of my favorite contemporary artists who made some great album covers plus countless other incredible paintings passed away recently. Rest in peace, Mariusz Lewandowski
According to Ben Rock, The Blair Witch Project’s production designer and the person responsible for the film’s mythology, the Blair Witch was inspired by (among other stories) an actual legend: the Bell Witch of Tennessee. In addition to Myrick and Sánchez’s film (and its two sequels), there’s also 2005’s An American Haunting and several direct-to-video offerings, along with an A&E series, Cursed: The Bell Witch.
The story of what happened to the Bell family two hundred years ago is unsettling and terrifying, to be sure, but it lingers not just because it’s a good ghost tale, but because it’s built around a series of anxieties that have come to define much of American culture: about what happens when a patriarch loses control of his family, when religions come into conflict, and what takes place out on the borderlands between civilization and the wild…
The dialogue is sampled from the scene in "The Masque of the Red Death" (1964 film) when Prospero meets the Red Death in the Black Room.
Red Death: Prospero. You command me to wait? Very well. I wait.
Prospero: Condotti? Rimini? Who are you beneath your mask?
Red Death: Is my costume such a disguise that you don't recognize me?
Prospero: Your voice is familiar. Dr. Bernelli, that's who you are. Bernelli, you dog, thinking to… You are not Bernelli.
Red Death: No. The doctor dances in the white room. But I passed close by him. Truly, Prospero, you don't know me?
Prospero: So you've come.
Red Death: Yes, Prospero.
Prospero: [To Francesca] On your knees.
Francesca: Prospero!
Prospero: [To Francesca] On your knees. [To Red Death] The Prince of Darkness. I would like to see your face.
Red Death: There is no face of death until the moment of your own death. And I am only one of many messengers.
Prospero: Who do you come for?
Red Death: Many.
Prospero: All?
Red Death: Not all.
Prospero: I knew I was right. I knew it. I've won.
Red Death: The time of unmasking. They begin to show their naked faces.