Simpson's Halloween Perler Beads

I made these Simpson's Halloween Perler beads over two days. I actually went to buy new beads just to finish these because I am stubborn as hell sometimes.

Michael Myers Halloween Perler Bead

I did this Perler of Michael Myers from Halloween last night. There was a cool pixel image of it. Wasn't sure if the colors would work since I used the light blue and the clear light blue ones but it came out good.

Patrick The Putrid Pumpkin: Part 3

October 17th 2014

The young one choked as she consumed my insides. I can feel myself collapsing from within and it brings me a sense of joy that only the truly damned could ever understand.

In two weeks time I shall be a former shell of myself. Darker in tone as well as spirit. But before I leave I will make sure that these people, my tormentors, will speak of me in hushed tones for generations to come. The eldest, a woman, sniffs me and gags.

I smile.

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Patrick The Putrid Pumpkin: Part 2

October 10^th 2014

The youngest one asked her mommy what the smell was. They checked the trash. They checked the dog. They even checked each other. But I know where it is coming from: me. Why? Because they bought me too early.

Two weeks. If they had waited two weeks everything would have been fine. They could have thrown me into the garbage the day after Halloween and I would have rotted away with glee. But they did not have such patience.

And neither shall I. 

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Patrick The Putrid Pumpkin: Part 1

October 5th 2014.

It's too early. They should have waited. They have no idea what I will become by the 31st. Maybe I will begin to mold. Perhaps...liquids. Yes, that's it. I want to drip all over their floors. They will search for the source not knowing that it is me. Look at the children smiling and laughing as they tap me. Their mother tells them that I am good because of the sound I make when struck. I wonder what sounds they will make when I strike back?

I am not bad by nature. They made me this way. I know what future awaits me. First they will remove the top of my head. Then they will remove all of my innards. Maybe they will take my insides and bake them with salt. Doesn't that sound delicious?

Doesn't it?!?!

Lastly, they will find their biggest, sharpest knife and plunge it into my face. My face! A smile that will never die will be carved. I know all this because I have been here before. And I shall be here again. And again. And...again.