Writing a horror movie with my sister inspired by Stranger Things and It 2017 and also our own home town...

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Writing a horror movie with my sister inspired by Stranger Things and It 2017 and also our own home town...
Lestat the Vampire (A Cardiophile Version) by Devil-Satanica
Lestat: (comes in scratching the walls with his long vampiric nails sharpened to a point, lurking in the shadows into the room with all windows and 1 door) I see you there laying while staring at me! I hear your heart pounding like thunder clashing against the mountains in echoes surrounding the valley! You can not escape from me what so every, lass. I am your last salvation from this mortal hell.
Me: (trying to look into those dark shadows of my night caller, while feeling my heart pounding heavily while in tachycardia rhythm in my chest) Who are you!? What do you mean?! I won't wish to die! I have a strong will to live and not die to your kind!
Lestat: (pokes his head out of those dark shadows with a evil wide grin) Than I'll just make you my sexual blood doll instead, I'm sure you have no objection to that as I can read your thoughts with my powers. Without further delay, my name is Lestat a vampire of the night. Armond is my maker from Paris, France. I'm from Paris. I was born on November 7, 1758 at the age of 20 and well vampires never age my dear.
Me: (glaring at Lestat in the shadows) Just come closer to me. I want to see your face and body before I judge that for myself. (Starts taking off my shirt while he is coming closer)
Lestat: (Walks over and bends down with a vampire smile) I am here, this is what I look like, so let's get down to business shall we? Listen to my voice, close your eyes now lass. (He puts his hands over my heart feeling it pulsate rapidly and pounding harder as he has his hand there on my left chest wall against my rib cage)
Me: (Closes my eyes and relaxes for Lestat, listens closely feeling his firm pressure on my chest with his strong hands) Ok, now what?
Lestat: (Listens in to my heartbeat starting to slow down while feeling every single beat with his hand) You just lay there, relax while I drink your blood from your neck. (He leans over and licks my neck slowly while getting ready to bite)
Me: (Moves my head to the side to allow Lestat to drink some of my own blood while my pulse rate is now slowed to sinus rhythm of 68 BPM, regular flow) Ok, I'm ready Lestat.
Lestat: (He takes 1 last lick of my neck than bites very hard into my carotid artery sucking with force of drinking 2 pints of blood. Fondles my chest while still hearing and feeling each beat, but the beats become bradycardic while he's drinking my blood and he stops at that point in time)
Lestat: (Looks over at me while I'm now unconscious laying near death's doorstep stringing on to dear life) Damn it! Think I took a little too much this time, the hunger got the best of me this time. (He puts my body on the floor listens in more and counts the beats per minute this time)
Me: (10 BPM, down to 0 bpm leading to flatlining, laying there lifeless)
Lestat: Fuck me!!! Now I got to save her life! Damn it! (He does the head-tilt-chin lift, gives 2 breaths mouth to mouth and than he feels the edge of my rib cage to find the sternum notch and moves his 2 fingers up and places his palm of his hands in a locked elbow over the marked area of my sternum and starts deep compressions then repeats the cycle over and over 4 times until he hear my heart come back to beating again to a normal sinus rhythm)
Me: (Coming back out from the black-out and not knowing I passed out and flatlined on Lestat, started fluttering my eyes) Whhhaaa, Whhhhaaattt happened? (feeling the soreness from the ribcage being compressed so hard)
Lestat: Lass, your heart stopped while I was drinking your blood. It was my fault. I let the hunger over-run me and didn't hold back too far. (He places his hands over my heart and slightly sheds a tear of sadness)
Me: Well the good news is I'm alive and not dead, or the undead for that matter. I rather be alive than fucking dead! At least you didn't turn me. No need to shed a tear by the way. I'm stronger than what you think lad. If you were alive still, I would've love to feel and hear your heartbeat as you have done with mine as well. So since you taken responsibility of my life by saving it, I'll grant you of my blood by being your sexual blood doll from now on.
Lestat: (Smiles with great graciousness) You know that makes me very happy to here Satanica! We'll meet again soon my doll........Bye for now Lass...
So I’m writing a horror short film script, with lots of twisted sort of turns in it and I’m really really happy with it but I’m definitely a little scared of how messed up I’m making it....
I put this together just so I could say “Froggo Ribbit Von Kerro the IIIrd” over and over again.
Horror movie starts there
Old Blood (Short Screenplay)
Well, I did not do well in the first round of the 2020 NYC Midnight Short Screenplay competition, with “A Taste Worth Savoring.” One point. Better than zero, sure, but still crummy. My only hope is that this one gets 15 points, and even then it’s a long shot.
Prompts: Genre: Horror Location: An amphitheater Object: Cider 48 hours, 5 pages
"A pair of fraternity alumni bemoan what has become of their Alpha Omega, as they attend the initiation of its latest pledge. The active membership see a different problem altogether, one to be remedied once and for all, tonight."
Sketch 51: Haunted Doll Vlog
The horror thriller spec script is from Cory Goodman.