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goryhorroor · 6 months
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day 22 of horror: tobe hooper
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Eaten Alive (1980)
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popculturebaby · 5 months
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Diana Ross’ front and back cover of “Eaten Alive” album, 1985 🐅
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danskjavlarna · 6 months
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Here are the best sea monsters and sea serpents I've encountered to date: sea monsters gallery.
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weirdlookindog · 7 months
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Neville Brand in Eaten Alive (1976)
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fanofspooky · 9 months
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Eaten Alive
1976 R 1h31m
A psychotic redneck, who owns a dilapidated hotel in rural East Texas, kills various people who upset him or his business, and he feeds their bodies to a large crocodile that he keeps as a pet in the swamp beside his hotel
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sluggybasson107 · 3 months
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Image Description: A digital drawing of Lopmon's dark evolution in bad lighting. They stare directly in the camera with a ripped up green jacket and dead hand sticking out of their mouth. Blood stains their fur and horn at the top of its head. Their mouth is slightly open with their dead stare expression. The background is black. End Image Description.]
Day 6 of @surviveweek: Loss
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slashingdisneypasta · 4 months
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'And for the record, in the Japanese version of the film, that is not my penis'
- Robert Englund in 'Hollywood Monster' on 'Eaten Alive'.
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movieposters1 · 2 months
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mtg-cards-hourly · 3 months
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Eaten Alive
"If you hear a groaning noise in the cellar, don't investigate. Don't split up. Just lock the door and barricade it." —Emili, guard captain
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goryhorroor · 1 year
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horror movies inspired/based off of true stories ii
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Eaten Alive (1980)
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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 2 months
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Repulsion - Eaten Alive
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danskjavlarna · 10 months
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I've collected quite a few vintage dragons -- see what treasures they're guarding!
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weirdlookindog · 1 year
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Eaten Alive (1976)
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I know you've done similar with sirens/mermaids, but do you know that Japanese dish where you eat a paralyzed yet live fish? That but with some sort of mermaid/siren. For your angsty, gorey pleasure to boost you from writer's block. Hang in there, we know the feeling. 🥹
Oh boy can I do that!! Thank you so much, friend. I'm always open to writing anything regarding butchering, cooking, and/or eating sentient fantasy species. It's one of my favorite concepts.
TW: eating a living person, cruelty, character death, mermaid whumpee, human whumpers, multiple whumpers
Verity and Caroline took their seats at the seafood restaurant, holding hands over the polished wood table. They looked at the other tables to see what kind of food they could expect at this restaurant, renowned for its unique selection of exotic seafood.
A whole extended family sat at the longest table in the room, digging into a twenty foot tentacle of a juvenile kraken. A group of men in suits shared a platter of giant squid eyes, each the size of a basketball. A woman sat alone, eating sea anemone the same shades of blue and red as her hair.
"May I interest you and your wife in our Ikizukuri options?" the waiter asked. He wore thick framed glasses and a fake smile. "They're discounted today. Of course, we have many other kinds of food if you're looking for something a little less animated."
"What's Ikizukuri?" Caroline asked, slightly mispronouncing the word.
"A dish originating in Japan," the waiter ssaid, rattling off a well practiced explanation. "It literally translates as served alive. Sea creatures like fish are prepared to be eaten alive."
"That sounds like a really interesting experience," Caroline said brightly. "What do you think, honey?"
"It sounds a bit morbid," Verity said. "Do you really want to eat something that's still breathing?"
"Yes. I think it would be very interesting."
After a moment of hesitation, Verity smiled at Caroline. "Well, it's our anniversary. Spoiling my lovely wife is definitely on the table."
"Wonderful," the waiter said. "Please follow me. I'll show you today's selection."
Caroline picked up her small red purse from the table before following after the waiter. Verity put their arm around her waist, a familiar gesture of affection.
They entered a room far larger than the seating area. Other than the door they came in and the door leading to the kitchen, all of the wall space was taken up by massive fish tanks. More similar to what might be found in a zoo than any Red Lobster display.
"Interesting fish," Verity remarked, looking at a school of exotic, bright green fish swimming in circles.
Before the waiter could tell them what the fish was called, Caroline interupted with a gasp of delight.
"Is that a mermaid?" she asked, staring at a creature in the water far above her.
The mermaid noticed her and tried to swim away, but there was nowhere secretive for it to disappear to. Its gorgeous scales glimmered shades of blue and gray under the artificial lights. Long tentacles flowed from her body, a jellyfish like imitation of human hair. Scales adorned its whole body, so different from childish versions of mermaids with the skin of women on their faces and chests.
"Yes," the waiter said. "All our mermaids are bred in captivity. We only buy from farms of the best of quaility."
"I've never tried mermaid before," Caroline said to Verity. "I'd really like to try it."
Verity pursed their lips. Mermaid was very pricey. Not as expensive as kraken or griffin, but an extreme dip into the bank account of a middle class couple. But they had set aside plenty of money for their tenth anniversary, and Verity didn't want to ruin Caroline's adventurous fun.
"That's a wonderful idea," Verity said. "I've always wanted to try mermaid."
"Is that gray the one you want?" the waiter asked. "The grays tend to be very fatty. Some people prefer more lean meat, but I'm not sure on your tastes."
"I like fatty meat," Verity said. "It has a nice texture."
Caroline nodded in agreement.
"We usually drench them in soy sauce to reduce the likelihood of the uncooked meat transmitting illnesses," the waiter said. "It destroys a lot of harmful bacteria. I'll take your order to the chefs if you would seat yourselves again."
Verity and Caroline walked back to their table. The lights made from lit candles in old soda bottles interested Verity, and they stared at them while Caroline talked. They liked listening to their wife talk. The subject didn't really matter. She had such a wonderful voice, with inflections in all the right places.
Multiplr waiters carried out the mermaid on a wooden serving platter. The mermaid was four feet long, larger than it had looked in the tank. It laid atop steaming hot noodles. Everything was drenched in interesting sauces of differing colors and consistency. The dish smelt as salty as the ocean populated by wild mermaids.
"That looks delicious," Caroline said gleefully.
"I'm glad to hear that," the waiter said. "Be careful, the noodles are very hot. But the mermaid should be cool enough to start on. Can I get you anything else?"
"Do you serve alcohol?" Verity asked.
"Of course. The drink menu is on the table beside you."
Verity and Caroline took turns looking over the drink menu, before ordering sake for Verity and vodka for Caroline. The waiter disappeared and came back a moment later with their drinks, leaving the bottles on the table next to the glasses.
"Here's to us," Verity said, raising the small cup of sake. "And our ten years of marriage."
Caroline raised her glass of vodka in agreement. They both took a drink of their respective alcohols, finding them ridiculously strong tasting. A perfect way to wake them back up after a day full of celebrating with friends and siblings.
The mermaids gills spasmed as it tried desperately to breathe, a literal fish out of water. Verity felt secretly relieved that it would probably die of shock or suffocation instead of from being eaten. But mermaids ate each other in the wild, so it was hardly a moral conundrum.
Caroline cut out a chunk of the mermaid's tail and ate it. A smile lit up her face. "You have to try that. It's delicious. And I know you like salt."
The piece of the mermaid's arm Verity tried struck a good balance between savory and salty. They appreciated Caroline's judgment in ordering this, and ignored the mermaid's weak struggling as they continued to eat its still living flesh.
Mermaid blood gave the noodles a sweet flavor, complementing the salt filled sauces. Caroline and Verity disagreed on what the best part of the mermaid was. Caroline preffered the delicate gills and Verity the fatty flesh of the stomach.
The mermaid was long dead by the time they wrapped up their anniversary meal. Not yet done with the mermaids body or the noodles, they took them home with them. Verity carried the heavy takeout box to save their wife the trouble, and earned themself a kiss on the cheek.
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