Funniest scares?! I got one for ya! I'm definitely NOT a racist,and in no way am I trying to sound like one, this is just what I have observed and come to the conclusion of from my haunt.
white people- they get scared easilly enough, some try to hide the fact you just scared them, some really don't get scared, and the guys try to act all macho in front of their girlfriends. The woman just laugh, and then some of them... well, I've been really mean in the past when I find that I have a true screamer!
black people- they're definitely funnier than the first group. I scared a group so bad stepping towards them with a skill saw going in the other, they were so close to each other. They walked in more of a scuffle fashion than actual slow walking they were so close. Anyway, I scared the first 3 so bad, there was at least 10 of them in the line, they all fell backwards perfectly like dominos!!! They screamed bloody murder, I find they exagerate a lot, then again some of them are questionable if they're really that scared. Who knows? Anyway, when they went to get back up, I put the skill saw really close to this girls head, she freaked out and made everyone fall down again as she tried desperately to escape by pushing everyone out of her way! I remembered that group for the rest of the night! I could'nt help but laugh!
Then you have the hispanics, now these are a group to watch for a good laugh!- I've scared a group of them bad enough, they immediately took off running, until they found out they were cornered. One of the guys I worked with in the scene had just come back from his break, not knowing I had people on the run, he stepped through the exit door, they thought he must've been hiding behind there! They stopped dead in their tracks and took off towards me again! They realized I was there and turned around again. My friend quickly realized what was going on and pretended he had been there all along! We had them cornered for a few seconds and then let them go when we heard another group 2 scenes away screaming. Oh, what a night that was!
I was a scarecrow in my front yard (I replaced the dummy I had set up in the yard for the previous 10-12 days, with myself on halloween night)...
I had a fog machine running behind a screened-off area of the porch, and it would hiss intermittantly while warming up (on a timer - not creative, but effective).
Two teenage girls came up, and one of them heard the fogger - she was convinced there was someone behind the screen, waiting to jump out at her.
She slowly circled around the screened area, all the while telling the fogger, "I know you're in there - I can HEAR you!! You're not going to scare me!" and such...
Her circling literally brought her back to within 2 feet of me - I was propped on a crossbar, standing completely still (neither one of them had yet figured out I was a real person).
All I had to do was scream at the top of my lungs with a quick lunge - I think she lifted about 5 feet off the ground. Her friend didn't fare much better.
EYYYyyye..ain't go noooboodeee...and no one cares..for..me. a-ya-ta-ta-taa, ta-tatatata... - I-gor / Marty Feldman
This is not Halloween related but still makes me laugh every time I think about it. Okay so I was at my best friend's house and it was night time. Everyone was at home and her mother also had a friend there that just stopped by. I had just done something to hurt my ankle and asked my friend to go outside with me while I walked it off a little. While outside walking around I noticed some cars lined up along the street in front of her house (this is a typical situation). There was a truck and then her aunt's van behind it. I noticed that there was someone in the driver's seat of the truck and they were looking at us. So I quietly took my friend behind the van that waas behind the truck and told her I saw someone in the truck watching us. At the time I didn't know it but my friend thought I was trying to scare her. She decided to scare me so she was going to sneak up to the truck and look in and scream. Well she crept up to the truck and jumped up by the back window and screamed. Then she stopped, leaned forward a bit, noticed there really was someone in the truck, jumped 5 feet in the air, ran around the yard screaming, and finally ran in the house. Leaving me outside in the dark laughing while limping my way to the door. I almost peed my pants I was laughing so hard. Come to find out it was the husband of her mother's friend and he was just waiting in the car for his wife. When we went outside to meet him he said that my friend had scared the hell out of HIM.
...memories of sparkling nightmares and divine torments...
One time I pretended to be a dummy, and just lay on the ground. Well a group of teenage girls came up to me and one of them picked up my hand and began to shake it, thinking I was inanimate. She told her friends that I was her new aquatince, and one by one they all shook my limp hand. The last girl was the shy one of the bunch and you could tell she was only there because she wanted to be cool. She slowly picked up my hand and I grabed it and pulled her down. I whispered in her ear, "Happy Halloween, it's going to be your last." Well, you should have seen the look on her face. She screamed bloody murder, along with all of her friends. She kept screaming and screaming, and I had to take off my mask and tell her it was a joke before she stopped. They moved on, huffing and laughing nervously. My friend, who had been sitting next to me and I had a long long laugh.
p.s. it may seem that I dislike teenage girls alot, but consittering i am one, there is only so much self loathing one can do.
About ten years ago when my kids were still in school, etc., we lived on base at Keesler AFB in Biloxi, MS. We set two chairs on either side of the front door: one chair had a stuffed dummy with a bowl of candy is his lap, the other chair had my (now ex) husband dressed the same with an empty bowl in his lap. The kids would come up and look back and forth between the two, then spotting the bowl with the candy they'd reach in for a piece... Ron would then raise his head and say, queitely, "what are you doing?" And they'd run, screaming, into their parents arms.. who were laughing their butts off.
The kids would start laughing once they figured out what was going on, and even the teens that came by would go white as a sheet when it happened. We never did that to the little one's though. When the little kids would come up I'd walk with them and show them where the candy was, with Ron keeping his head down and his mouth shut the whole time. God, that was SO much fun.
"In nightmares our screams are silent, yet all fallen angels hear us on their way down." --E. Riddle
"Preceding our dreams is silence; a pause in our mortality. -- E. Riddle"
last year I made a witch model & had her sitting at the foot of the stairs. she was there for about 2 weeks & my hubby & kids kept complaining because they forgot she was there & would get a fright when coming downstairs or into the hall. one night I was upstairs & my son removed her mask & cloak & put them on & sat at the bottom of the stairs exactly as she had been. I was halfway downstairs when he turned round & went 'boo' - I started screaming & running back up the stairs again - family all falling about helpless with laughter in the hall! I was shaking for about 10 mins! thats what I get for inflicting halloween on them every year!
An old girlfriend came into town and we decided to hook up (we've always had a great relationship). After a night of dinner and fun we went back to my place...normal conclusion ensued. Afterward, we walked to the fridge to get something to drink. As she entered the kitchen, bare-assed of course, she FINALLY noticed the SIX FOOT WEREWOLF standing in the corner...she screamed, her feet came about 3 feet off the floor and near about knocked me over trying to get back to the bedroom (did I mention that fear does interesting things to the female anatomy?). Eventually she thought it was hilarious.
The second. One Halloween I had this excellent scarecrow on the front porch with a carved pumpkin for a head. Well, it seems that I had carved it a little too early in the month. By Halloween night it was rather rotten in places. During Trick or Treating, this one absolutely adorable six year old dressed as a princess came to the porch and was fascinated by the scarecrow. As she was looking at it, the pumpkin collapsed on itself and THEN, as the base of the pumpkin was still attached to the scarecrow, started a LONG, SLOW unraveling down the chest of the scarecrow, accompanied by this disgusting WET, TEARING sound. The poor girl screamed, ran back out to the road, and then threw up. I felt so bad about it. Luckily her dad wasn't upset. I couldn't replicate that if I were TRYING to.
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I have another of the "dressed as a dummy" ones, the funniest part being that the teenaged girl crouched down to where I was draped over the candy bowl, peered closely into my face, and proclaimed for the benefit of her friends, "That's so fake!" Of course, that's when I went for her.
Maybe others will also see this as "Funny", I know I and my wife do.
Last year on some haunt site where patrons of haunts can critique them (or sometimes usually "slander" is the word?)
Someone said The Ravens Grin Inn is "So fake", everything was "fake"!?
Maybe they were looking for real blood and guts displayed?
Funny thing is we don't have any bloody displays or guts here and the house itself is an 1870 Italianate house with a long history and an extensive haunted history with a wine cellar below the basement, carved from solid rock(Floor and 1/2 of the side walls) 31 ft. by 16ft. with a 12 ft. high stone arch ceiling.
So if this place is "Fake", what must all the other haunts be?
People! Aren't they something?
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