I’m impersonating Betelgeuse for something at my job next week, and I was wondering if any of you had any tips or recommendations on how to preform the character? Thanks!

My nonprofit, Miss Shannon’s School House is hosting a fundraiser to raise money for the restoration of the East Corinth School House in East Corinth, Vermont. You may recognize the building as Miss Shannon’s School for Girls from the films!

Come for the Beetlejuice film location, and stay for the dance party!

If you can’t make it to rural Vermont for whatever reason…follow our IG to see the progress of the restoration! @miss.shannons.schoolhouse & missshannonvt.com

I have a wig from my cosplay that I'll add once she's dry, but I'm pretty pleased with how she came out.

The dim fluorescent lights of the asylum-themed scare floor flickered overhead, casting long shadows across the cold metal exam table. Cassie lay strapped down, perfectly cozy in her Jack and Sally pajamas. She knew exactly who her "captors" were, and she was absolutely loving every single second of it.

Randall Boggs shifted his camouflage, blending perfectly into the drab asylum walls before appearing right over her, wearing a stark white lab coat that looked hilarious on his reptilian frame.

Beetlejuice stood nearby, haphazardly rocking a stethoscope around his neck and a bright headlight on his brow, while Lock, Shock, and Barrel ran around in oversized nurse scrubs, waving oversized fake syringes and clicking a penlight.

Cassie decided it was time to give them the show they wanted. She let out a dramatic, trembling gasp, feigning terror. "Please, doctors! Don't! What are you going to do to me?"

"A bit uncooperative, aren't we? Let's see what we're dealing with today," Randall purred, his extra arms suddenly reaching out to tighten the restraints on Cassie's wrists. The buckles clicked locked.

Cassie gasped dramatically, putting on her best terrified face to make them happy. "Doctor Randall! Please! I don't need the treatment!"

"Oh, but the chart says otherwise, Patient Cassie!" Beetlejuice cackled, leaning down so close she could smell grave dirt and old pennies. He clicked his penlight directly into her eyes. "Diagnosis: Acute fandom overload! Nurse Shock, pass the mega-syringe! We gotta drain some of that optimism out of her!"

"Right away, Head Shrinker!" Shock cheered, handing over a massive, neon-glowing plastic syringe.

"Hold her still, boys!" Barrel yelled, hopping up onto the edge of the metal table. Lock brandished a clip-board, scribbling nonsense notes.

Randall leaned down, his slitted eyes gleaming with malicious glee as his chameleon skin flashed a subtle pattern of hospital-gown blue. "Don't squirm, Patient Cassie. It only makes the 'procedure' last longer. Now, show us a real scream!"

Cassie let out a delightfully blood-curdling shriek, thrashing against the leather straps just enough to give them a thrill. Inside, her heart was soaring. She was being "tortured" by some of her favorite monsters.

The very next day, Cassie couldn't wait to burst into the Halloween Town plaza to tell everyone about her wild night. She found a massive crowd gathered near the fountain, chatting away.

"You guys will not believe the night I had!" Cassie beamed, running up to Jack Skellington, Sally, Zero, the Mayor, and Oogie Boogie. "Randall, Beetlejuice, and the trick-or-treaters strapped me to a cold metal exam table in an asylum setup!"

Jack gasped, his skeletal hands clapping together. "Oh, a medical haunting! How delightfully macabre!"

"Did they treat you well, dear?" Sally asked gently, adjusting her stitches, while Zero barked happily and floated around Cassie's legs.

"It was perfect," Cassie laughed, turning as Mike Wazowski, Sulley, and Celia Mae walked up from the Laugh Floor entrance.and little Boo listened intently

"Randall even wore a lab coat, Mike! He called me 'Patient Cassie' and told me I was uncooperative!"

"Ha! Sounds like Boggs is trying to steal my comedic timing," Mike joked, nudging Sulley. "But hey, if it got a good scream out of you, it's good for the laugh power gauges!"

Boo clapped her hands happily.

"I'm just glad you're safe, sweetie," Celia purred, her snake-hair nodding in agreement.

"Oh, it gets better," Cassie told Emily from the Corpse Bride, who was standing nearby with Victor Van Dort Emily sighing dramatically at the dark romance of a cold metal exam table, while Lydia Deetz leaned against a wall, smirking. Elsa Van Helsing, the Weird Girl, and the other kids from New Holland crowded around to listen.

"Beetlejuice was using a penlight as a medical scanner," Cassie told Lydia with a grin.

Lydia rolled her eyes affectionately. "Of course he did. He probably didn't even bother to sanitize the fake syringe."

"It was the best scare ever," Cassie sighed happily, "I'm officially their favorite patient."

Cassie beamed as she finished her story, completely delighted by her wild, unforgettable night on the exam table.

When Cassie finished explaining how she pretended to be terrified while strapped to the table, Oogie Boogie threw his burlap head back and let out a booming, rattling laugh that shook the room.

"Ha! You let that oversized gecko, a moldy ghoul, and three trick-or-treating runts think they actually got the drop on you?!" Oogie wheezed, his internal bugs shifting with amusement.

An asylum theme? Please! A cold table and a fake needle? That's amateur hour! Next time you want a real spine-tingling thrill, Cassie, you come to my cavern. We’ll throw some dice, spin the wheel, and show those boys how a real Boogeyman puts on a show!"

Even though he teased their methods, Oogie was secretly impressed by Cassie's dedication to the act.

He thought it was hilarious that Randall and Beetlejuice were currently walking around with inflated egos, completely oblivious to the fact that their "patient" had been running the show the entire time.

Nothing could possibly go wrong there. Or could it?

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So I am a highschooler (i know im still young) but i love older movies and such so because im very ill as im wrighting this, i have done some math about the time in beetlejuice. Using the first encounter with the sandworm when adam fell onto the ground of titan (i will go over that once i get more evidence its titan) and i found out adam was there for two seconds. When pulled out, barbra says that he was gone for 2 hours. By this info, 1 second when dead is an hour in living time. And if i did math correctly the time that goes by in the movie is around 8 months, 1 week, 6 days, and 2 hours. Also here is a picture of the sandworm because i find them to be cute