Delphine LaLaurie was a sadistic socialite who lived in New Orleans. Her home was a chamber of horrors. On April 10, 1834, a fire broke out in the mansion’s kitchen, and firefighters found two slaves chained to the stove. They appeared to have started the fire themselves, in order to attract attention. The firefighters were lead by other slaves to the attic, where the real surprise was. Over a dozen disfigured and maimed slaves were manacled to the walls or floors. Several had been the subjects of gruesome medical experiments. One man appeared to be part of some bizarre sex change, a woman was trapped in a small cage with her limbs broken and reset to look like a crab, and another woman with arms and legs removed, and patches of her flesh sliced off in a circular motion to resemble a caterpillar. Some had had their mouths sewn shut, and had subsequently starved to death, whilst others had their hands sewn to different parts of their bodies. Most were found dead, but some were alive and begging to be killed, to release them from the pain. LaLaurie fled before she could be bought to justice – she was never caught.
I want a crab-lady.
On the Sanguinarians, from Funeral City
Current WIP by Dorian Dawes
One of the funnest parts about writing this story is on embellishing the lore of these magical sects and traditions and how they operate.
“But I’m A Nice Guy” - watch the full video: http://vimeo.com/64941331 (do it, it’s amazing)
Pre-dawn post. Yes I do like this very much.
Dave Vanian eye candy, via livelyarts:
how about crediting the artist ;D
Check out this awesome 18 x 18 print for Lucio Fulci’s Zombi. It’s painted by Graham Humphries & is for sale soon over at Death Waltz Recording Co.
I’ve never understood people who said that the Dungeons and Dragons cartoon wasn’t true to the game.
You have a party of people who barely get along and have weapons and skills they don’t know how to use.
They go on quests that don’t make sense and are pursued by a villain whose only goal *is* pursuing them.
And, they are “helped” by a Dungeon Master who never explains what’s going on.
Sounds about right to me…