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The Devil's Carnival is an upcoming experimental short horror film directed by Darren Lynn Bousman that will star Sean Patrick Flannery, Briana Evigan, Jessica Lowndes, Paul Sorvino, and Terrance Zdunich. Bousman and writer/actor Terrance Zdunich had previously worked on the musical film Repo! The Genetic Opera; returning actors and actresses include Sorvino, Alexa Vega, Bill Moseley and Nivek Ogre.

The Devil's Carnival focuses around three individuals that have somehow found their way to a carnival set in Hell that's run by the Devil (Zdunich). The trio is made up of John (Flanery), an obsessed...

Authers note: This is a Shilo X Graverobber fanfiction! I love this couple so much! :3



As Graverobber began to pack up his extra zydrate and needles when he saw a female figure's shadow that has creeped up next to him.
"Hey, Graverobber!" she spat out, and when he turned to see who it was, he saw the queen of the skapl sluts, Amber Sweet!
"What is it?" He spat back, she gave him a pouting look, "I don't take lip from a freaking street rat!" She said, littarally spitting at him. And one of those damn spit wods got on his new jacket he FINALLY aford after a bunch of stoned skanks came over to him...

It looms in the dark. It stares at him, taunting him. He stares back, feeling the conflicting emotions inside that come nightly. The anticipation. The revulsion. The acceptance. The disgust. Round and round they go. The urges: to become part of it or to turn his back on it.


The black bag sits on the little counter next to it, illuminated by the portable television’s glow. The bag is filled with the tools he needs to complete his task each night. Tools that, he, himself hates to clean. He can almost hear them calling his name. They whisper to him…encourage him to go ahead with what he needs...

“Go get cut!”

The Graverobber’s last words to her before she took off with a little glass vial of street Zydrate bounced through Amber’s mind. Well, that’s exactly what she intended to do before she went on stage.

Amber dashed to a nearby tent, with her valets and two genterns in tow. Her father’s surgeon had done a shitty job in repairing Amber’s face. The damage on her right cheek was beginning to show through again. So she decided for a quick refacial-job. A new face and fast. She swung her lean frame into the medical chair. Running out of time and patience, Amber hastily explained...