Goste Haunts The Kreep

brainraves — Tue, 30 Aug 2011 04:11:55 +0000

Her full name is Parthenia Mary Lee Goste (Thea). She is of Welsh descent. She haunts a lovely lighthouse by the sea nestled on Point Wilson in a Victorian sea port named Port Townsend. Parthenia drowned in1921 with the sinking of the passenger ship the S. S. Governor traveling inbound from San Francisco to Seattle. It collided with the freighter S.S. Hartland taking to the sea eight souls.

The Goste family was asleep when the impact occurred. On one side of the room the parents, Willard and Parthenia. On the other side, their two girls, Saje (8) and Paje (10). When the West Hartland hit, the bow sliced the Goste’s cabin in half, seriously wounding Willard, and trapping the two girls in their beds. Parthenia managed to escape, bringing help, and remove the wounded Mr. Goste, but the poor girls were doomed. Parthenia overcome with frantic rage, had to be forcibly removed.

Once the crew had the injured husband and grieving mother topside, they moved immediately to transfer Wilson over to the West Hartland with the rest of the passengers fleeing the sinking ship. As they were distracted, Parthenia broke free from her rescuers and ran back into the ship to be with her children. She, of course, was never seen again.

The S.S. Governor sunk within 20 minutes of impact, taking eight of the 240 passangers with it – including Parthenia Goste and her two children. In close proximity to the wreckage is the Point Wilson Lighthouse, whose keeper witnessed the tragic accident. Today, the apparition of a woman is seen by the locals, wearing a nightgown and wandering the lighthouse as if searching for her children.

post script: aujourd’hui is French, pronounced au +‎ jour +‎ de +‎ hui, literally “at the day of today”

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Oscar Nominated Coraline Team Honors The Kreep

brainraves — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 18:58:25 +0000

A while back, Gothic poet and illustrator The Kreep (created by R. O’Donnell) received an entirely handmade box of treasures collected specifically for him by the CORALINE team at Laika films. Inside the box, numbered 46/50, are highly decorated secret compartments that contain relics from the film including a bat/dog model, a bat body mold, authentic skeleton key with secret password, and a wing skeleton prototype #3. An old envelop with a wax seal with inlaid black button (as used for the eyes of the witch) and a hand-typed note explained the curious gift:

DEAR R.,

INSIDE THIS OLD BOX IS A ONE-OF-A-KIND COLLECTION WE’VE AMASSED AND CATALOGUED WITH YOU AND YOU ALONE IN MIND…THE PLAIN TRUTH OF THE MATTER IS, WE ARE PRETTY OBSESSED WITH DARK STORIES. LIKE YOU. WE ADMIRE YOUR DEDICATION TO THE KREEP. PLEASE KEEP UP THE SUPER WORK. WE’LL BE READING.

SINCERELY,

THE CORALINE TEAM

351 of the world’s oddest and most talented animators, artisans, and puppet fabricators have hand-made CORALINE. Led by Henry Selick, the director of THE NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS and JAMES AND THE GIANT PEACH, this team has created the first stop-motion feature shot entirely in 3D. Based on the beloved best-selling children’s classic by Neil Gaiman, CORALINE is a fairy-tale nightmare steeped in classic storytelling, craftsmanship, and the old-fashioned art of moviemaking magic.

CORALINE is nominated for an Academy Award for best Animated Feature, to be televised by ABC on March 7, 2010.

Still NO. 93. BAT/DOGS

Skeleton key with password: armpithair

NO. 46/50

Letter with Wax Button seal

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source: R. Productions

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The Kreep pens ode to HP Lovecraft

brainraves — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 22:43:52 +0000

O’ Poverty thy wicked Cthulhu

O’ poverty thy wicked Cthulhu
Enchained a mind in coiled darkness
T’refute remarks n’ ruminations
In poetry n’ verse thus pending
As well quick a scribe’s bereavement
Malevolent feat indeed undone our author

O’ scarcity thy heinous Cthulhu
Threadbare wellbeing, better despair
Crush thy creator well your weight
Rip innards whilst no riches dwell
Curse the life obscurity n’ unaided
Lovecraft’s passing reaps return

O’ paucity thy odious Cthulhu
Neither headstone nor words printed
Nix bed t’sleep in restful slumber
Destitute the fate of Poe
Gone the extraterrestrial mythos
Vanished here forever more

In E†ernity,

Brazillia R. Kreep

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