Creepy crawlies, grim ghouls, and all that goes bump in the night have slithered out of their haunts and into our realm as the 31st of October looms on the horizon. Halloween has come knocking to 2009, and few can deny its call: for one month, the world celebrates the dead, deviance, and - above all - being different. This holiday, the throne for the favorite fiend has a number of competitors, offering the living a variety of options to create their own unique monstrosity-

Enter the seedier side of the multiverse, and take a tour of Toxian City if you dare.  A horror-cyberpunk themed roleplaying sim featuring vampires, werewolves, witches, wicked robots, and some darn cool builds!  For mature audiences.

Some may ask where I came from at sometimes it brings a tear to my eye. My given name has always been Delilahlee but some may not know that I was born together with my sister Destiny. We were one .A true "freak of nature".I myself came to see this more of a blessing then a curse .My sister and I were sold to many different Freak shows and had many owners .One day Destiny stopped  moving and we were tossed out of the  Freak show and made to live in a Barn.So one day I took it upon myself to remove Destiny.I wanted to be free  .Destiny was starting  to smell and rot .So I picked up a  chainsaw and went to work and that is the last thing  I remember of my old life .

This place is littered with LOADS of fun and popular avatars from horror movies to being a baby avatar.

RP for an urban vampire/warewolf sim.

Fan of the movie series Psycho?  Come and visit the Bates Motel.  Hope you get to check out if you can find your way out of their store.

Careful of your step while enjoying your stay in a Buddhist hell.  There are lots of demons and torture devices to be warry of.

It's an RP sim for Gamer Fans of the Doom series.  Navigate through this dark island by left clicking finaticly on dark walls and bright pentagrams.

As the wheel turned, gears grinded and screeched as if someone had stuck a wedge between the spokes of a child's bicycle. The ferris wheel had jolted into a sudden haunt. Passengers screamed in terror while children began to cry. In that split moment, the sheer terror that coated the carnival's atmosphere could be heard for miles. The carts which contained the fear stricken, panicking passengers viciously rocked back and forth. A pale faced, young boy leaned over the edge of the highest cart and began to vomit profusely. A woman cried out to turn the ride back on, but her pleading was silenced as if no one had heard her. Everything was teetering on the edge of disaster. There was only one way to escape the ferris wheel fiasco and that was to climb down.