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Bloody Mary

Ayame

Weeping Willow Pines.
Now, I know there's a Folklore discussion, but in that one, people were mainly discussing awesome local legends. I think Bloody Mary is amusing; it scared me badly when I was in second grade.
How did your school react to the legend? Did you even have Bloody Mary there?
I wonder who started that legend... I never did try it out.
I remember that people were afraid that she would get them from the mirror when they went into the bathroom.
 
I'm skeptical that it even exists, but it didn't come through my school at any time. I've only heard about it from reading.
 
Am I the only person who read the thread title and thought I would be reading a discussion about Mary I of England? XD
 
I've heard of this thing before. It was at a sleepover. They told me stuff about saying "Bloody Mary" 3 times in the bathroom or something. They also mentioned something about a guy called "Candyman" who apparently was her husband or something. I don't remember much. It was a while ago. I didn't believe it very much either.
 
In my country we have a similar legend, but we call it "The Bathroom Blonde". No, seriously. The legend is exactly the same, about saying the name three times and all.

Me and my friends once tried it when we were around 10 years old, and were terrified after that, thinking she would come after us as soon as we left the bathroom.
 
In my country we have a similar legend, but we call it "The Bathroom Blonde". No, seriously. The legend is exactly the same, about saying the name three times and all.

Me and my friends once tried it when we were around 10 years old, and were terrified after that, thinking she would come after us as soon as we left the bathroom.
Bathroom Blonde... Ha, ha. I forget how many times you were supposed to say it at my school.
And it's definitely not real.
@ shiny jiggly-
I believe the Candyman is in fact an antagonist in a scary movie series. He was apparently summoned by saying his name in the mirror or something like that. Children tend to mesh things together, so it's not surprising that he became her husband in this variation of the legend.
 
...Oh.
This thread isn't about vodka and tomato juice?
I'm disappointed...
That's what I thought. ^^;

Um. I never tried the Bloody Mary thing, but I'm confused. How many times are you supped to say her name? I've heard three, forty-seven, one hundred and one hundred and one.
 
Bloody mary... how odd.

You were supposed to turn off the lights and say blueberry and spin around or something.
I didn't believe in it but I didn't try it either.
The one where you said Bloody Mary 3 times with the lights turned off creeped me out, though.
 
I tried all of those rumours a million times. I freakin' wanted a cool death, okay?!


BUT NO. SHE JUST DIDN'T EXIST.
I have no faith in ghosts.
 
What?! I come here for a discussion about Tudor queens and/or alcoholic drinks and I get confusion?

I'm outraged.
 
I've heard you're supposed to say it thirteen times. (woo, the "unlucky" number)

I've also heard it's just your own reflection, and any eventual blood you see is just your own imagination.

Hm, gotta try it sometime, just to see what it's like.
 
We had like hundreds, I don't know why. My school was weird. We had bloody mary, I remember that candy man thing, baby blue bonnet... I didn't do any of 'em cause I was a pansy, but.
 
I tried it with my friends when I was nine years old. The lights in the bathroom were turned off and we heard this rattling noise the second time we said the name and we ran out, terrified and frightened for our lives.

...

Of course, I'm happy to pass Bloody Mary off as a myth and never speak of her again.
 
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