DJ Robbins
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I write horror, fantasy, and more.
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Cold Moon High
The year was 1987 and Nikki Barnes was walking to school. She clutched a book to her boobs she wished she had. Her blue eyes shone like wet marbles. Her red hair shimmered with a sheen so brilliant it could blind passersby. She wobbled a bit while she walked. She could smell wet leaves as she walked. Orange leaves clung to her tennis shoes.
By DJ Robbins4 months ago in Fiction
Cold Moon High . Content Warning.
Cold Moon High: The Doll Chapter One The year was 1987 and Nikki Barnes was walking to school. She clutched a book to her boobs she wished she had. Her blue eyes shone like wet marbles. Her red hair shimmered with a sheen so brilliant it could blind passersby. She wobbled a bit while she walked. She could smell wet leaves as she walked. Orange leaves clung to her tennis shoes.
By DJ Robbins4 months ago in Chapters
The Ghost
Grandma Baker and I stood out in the pouring rain, milling over our choice for a potential Jack O’ lantern carefully. I picked up various pumpkins, feeling them for heft and softness. Once I found the perfect one, I showed it to Grandma Baker and carried it to the checkout stand, already set up near the entrance to the pumpkin patch! Mr. Gravy wore blue jeans and an oversized Kent State Hooded sweatshirt.
By DJ Robbins6 months ago in Fiction
The Conjuring
The Conjuring Last Rites was okay. It relied on The Warrens being the main characters at the expense of caring about The Smurl family. You gave a shit about the Hodgsons and the Perrons. Do you give a shit about the Smurls? No. The Warrens are supposed to be supplemental characters that are used to make us care enough and give us paternal advice, and help the family.
By DJ Robbins6 months ago in Geeks
Campfire Musings
I was sitting around a campfire with my dad and brother one night and my dad said ''what stories are left to tell?'' The answer is simple. The writer's perspective gives us a unique story. Watch Halloween and Judith was the throw away whore character at the beginning. Play Dead by Dead Daylight and see the in memorium in the 1965 yearbook and we see a daughter and sister was butchered by a maniac, and she became more real and tangible.
By DJ Robbins6 months ago in Writers
Werewolf
Eddy Bauer sat in the driver’s seat of a semi – truck. It idled noisily as the big monster semi slid into the parking lot of the Shady Pines Truck Stop. Eddy’s hair was white and thinning. He wore a camouflage hat that said Hell Yeah. He shut off the radio which had been blaring Willy Nelson’s on the road again. Eddy jumped out of the semi and he filled up with diesel gasoline. He walked inside the little, shack like gas station and he approached the cube like, checkout counter. A man with straight black hair and glasses stood behind the counter. His nametag read Hank. He wore square looking glasses and he was abnormally thin. “That’ll be 15.75.” hank said stiffly.
By DJ Robbins6 months ago in Horror
Five Changes I Would Make to the Current WWE
Five changes I would make to the current WWE. The first thing would be to call the Women participants “Divas” again. It is not the name that hurts women’s wrestling. It had always been the dumbass and trashy storylines involving women that ruined Women’s Wrestling. Ever since Bayley, Sasha, Charlotte, and Becky Lynch legitimized the division again, the Women’s Division has been the strongest it’s been. Now, don’t misunderstand me, there have been standouts in the WWE’s Women’s Division, but today it’s more about competition and belts than
By DJ Robbins6 months ago in Geeks
Halloween. Content Warning.
Paranoia had gripped Haddonfield. They thought they had killed Michael Myers. They were right. However, The Shape dwelled within Michael. It was the evil that had infected Michael in 1963 and corrupted his soul. The Shape was Michael once again. It had manifested itself as its favorite form. That is 1978’s Michael Myers, the twenty-one-year-old. He crept inside Laurie’s house and grabbed the mask. As soon as he put it on, he felt whole again.
By DJ Robbins6 months ago in Fiction
Herbert. Top Story - August 2025.
A hulking figure stood in the doorway. He smelled like whiskey and clenched a cigar between his teeth. It had a cherry scent adding a pleasant smell to an otherwise horrible one. Brad and Wendy turn and their faces twist in horror. Herbert revs his chain saw; then he lets out a terrifying squeal while chasing after the couple. Wendy bashes the clown over the head. Glass shatters and candy goes everywhere. Herbert shakes his head. Brad drives his shoulder into Herbert’s belly. The clown lets out a grunt as he staggers backwards and crashes through the coffee table. The terrified couple tries fleeing out the back door.
By DJ Robbins6 months ago in Fiction
