People... no.... Beings of Round Rock, hear me out... and lend me your weird...
For one special night only, I’m calling forth the forgotten legends from in and around our town. If you are (or know how to get in touch with):
The Ghost of Sam Bass (outlaw extraordinaire)
The Hairy Man of Round Rock (yes, we know you’re still out there lurking under Brushy Creek Bridge)
Any wandering Chupacabras, phantom cowboys, spectral armadillos, glowing jackalopes, haunted pecan trees, time-traveling settlers, or anyone who’s ever been mistaken for a cryptid at H-E-B.
This is a call to the strange, the spooky, and the historically misunderstood. Come forth for a night of storytelling, ritual, and possibly interpretive dance. Costumes encouraged. Skeptics welcome. No exorcisms allowed.
I’d like to formally invite you to appear.
This is NOT a paid gig (spirits and cryptids rarely take cash), but your participation will be greatly appreciated by those who dare witness it.
- Compensation: Eternal glory, local legend status, a possible chili dog or maybe a kolache but no guarantee on anything.
Location: To be revealed (you’ll find it, you always do and besides, you’ll know it when you feel the chill).
Time: Between dusk and whenever the veil gets too thin.
If you’re reading this and you’re human — don’t reply unless you’re at least a little weird (a lot weird is gooder).
To apply, send a blurry photo, a short bio, and your preferred haunting style.
See you beyond the ordinary.