Purses Full Of Curses: Don't Go Holding The Grudge

Well, here we are, I finally got around to writing the next installment of this. This is more of my tip of the hat to all those cool Japanese horror films that keep getting remade in America. Since I did Hideo Nakata’s Ringu last time, this one is a riff on Takashi Shimizu’s The Grudge series of films, of which I am also quite fond. I’ve seen the two Japanese video movies, and the two Japanese theatrical films, as well as Shimizu’s American remakes, and just as I started work on this, the disappointing but still kinda fun The Grudge 3 hit DVD. I’ve always thought it might be a fun bit of fan fiction to have Ring Vs. The Grudge, with Sadako and Kayako battling it out, so I sort of did that here. Since I couldn’t riff the Toshio character without turning this into shotacon, I combined his traits with Kayako’s into my Kimiko character, the resulting character being some kind of ungodly mix of Kayako and Cat Girl Nuku Nuku!

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PURSES FULL OF CURSES:

Don’t Go Holding The Grudge

By Hardcover

It is said in Japan that when someone dies in the grip of a powerful rage . . . a curse is born. The curse gathers in that place of death. Those who encounter it will be consumed by its fury, and a new curse is born. These rage filled spirits are known as a Ju-On, a word which doesn’t really have a good English translation, I’m afraid, but I sometimes hear it referred to simply as a “Grudge”. As with many of the tales and superstitions told throughout Japan, some people believe in it, and some people don’t. I would love to comfortably disbelieve these tales, but unfortunately I know better: The Ju-On are very real. I know this now for a fact.

And how, you might ask, do I know this? Well, same reason as before: I’m a grade A fucking idiot and I went into one of these cursed places.

But let me once again start from the beginning. My name is Kaeda “ Rosie” Yakamora, I’m nineteen years old and pretty good looking if I do say so myself. But you already knew all that. This all started some three months after I watched the cursed video tape. As you know, in one bizarre night of haunting, sex, and transformation, I wound up with Shiori Yamazaki, the long haired vengeful futanari spirit of the tape living with me and my mother and my lazy brother permanently. There was nothing really I could do about it, the amulet that my grandmother, the famous exorcist Hitomi Yakamora, gave me broke the curse, but left Shiori bonded to me instead of the tape, an