shadamaun

I'm the dashingly handsome "intimidating bald man" with the wicked power-stache.

Yeah, that was us. Me and Mike swooped in from opposite sides and she jumped up and ran to the sidewalk. It was a miracle; i believe in the healing power of fear.

I'd like to give a shout out to the mini-mascots of HHNXX. Holy Monkey, Kevin the Bird, Ryan the Raven, Molly CDT and the Haunted Hat. These tiny titans are the true heroes of the event.

I can't tell you how I and the other scareactors LOVE it when guests try to scare us... For one thing, if they were any good at it, they'd be getting paid for it. And for another, if someone is right behind me muggin and acting a fool and I can't see them, they might get hit with a chainsaw when I turn around. I'm not saying I'd HATE to smear oil or blood across their shirt, but I wouldn't want to take time away from scaring to explain why to a coordinator why Johny ThinksHe'sFunny is laying on the ground with my bloody shoulder imprint in his chest. In a related rant, "Why? ", guests (usually tweeny girls, and lately boys) who just like to scream at anything. The ones who walk straight up to you and scream in your face and then walk away. Or the ones that think it's funny to run at breakneck speed through the zones. Everyone has their own idea of funny, i guess; mine is to trip those people. But again, I hate talking to coordinators about something Darwin should be applauding me for, so I refrain. I love scaring people, and I go out of my way to add a little something extra. If I don't scare you, I'll at least make you laugh. But when these jackasses come through and try to take the show onto themselves, it ruins the experience for the guests and scareactors alike.