yay! another new& exciting linkin park song fic!! and this one has some
semblance of a plot! *cue for unified cheers*
the song in here, "papercut", belongs to linkin park and not me. neither
does johnny, or anyone else who appears in my fic. chances are they belong
to jhonen vasquez. except, of course, the victim of the story. she is based
on someone i truly know. holy shit i hate her!! *grrr.*
brace yourselves.
*johnny is standing at the window, staring perplexedly through the boards* "why does it feel like night today? why am i so uptight today? something in here's not right today-the paranoia's all i got left!"
*he crosses the rooms and heads down to his basement, where on the forth floor he enters a tiny, dark room*
"i don't know what stressed me first or how the pressure was fed/ but i know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head."
*he draws a knife and turned to a girl, who is in a blood-stained straight jacket in the corner.*
"a face that i hold inside-a face that awakes when i close my eyes-a face that watches everytime i lie-a face that laughs everytime they fall. it watches everything."
*too daft to understand, the girl makes a small noise of fear and disgust. nny, who is sharpening his blade, pays her no mind.*
"and i know that when's it's time to sink or swim, the face inside is hearing me, right inside my skin."
*he shudders, and she gasps. tears are falling down her face. her fear is very amusing to me.*
"it's like i'm paranoid, looking over my back-it's like a whirlwind inside of my head, it's like i can't stop what i'm feeling within-it's like the face inside is right beneath my skin!"
* he rises from where he was sitting on the floor, swinging the newly sharpened blade around a bit. i think our beloved airhead (note the sarcasm) has finally caught on to his intentions.*
"i know i've got a face in me. points out all my mistakes to me."
*he finally seems to take note of the other person in the room. a devilish grin lights his face.*
"you've got a face on the inside too-you paranoia is probably worse!"
*she looks quite paranoid at the moment. nny laughs. so do i.*
"i don't know what set me off first, but i know what i can't stand-"
* he points at her heart with the knife and his grin turns to disgust*
"everybody acts like the fact of the matter is i can't add up to what you can!"
* yay for graphic violence!! nny impales her upon the sword and proceeds to disembowel her. extremely fun*
"the sun goes down.i feel the light betray me."
*endnote: yep, i've lost it. definitely. oh well. :)
brace yourselves.
*johnny is standing at the window, staring perplexedly through the boards* "why does it feel like night today? why am i so uptight today? something in here's not right today-the paranoia's all i got left!"
*he crosses the rooms and heads down to his basement, where on the forth floor he enters a tiny, dark room*
"i don't know what stressed me first or how the pressure was fed/ but i know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head."
*he draws a knife and turned to a girl, who is in a blood-stained straight jacket in the corner.*
"a face that i hold inside-a face that awakes when i close my eyes-a face that watches everytime i lie-a face that laughs everytime they fall. it watches everything."
*too daft to understand, the girl makes a small noise of fear and disgust. nny, who is sharpening his blade, pays her no mind.*
"and i know that when's it's time to sink or swim, the face inside is hearing me, right inside my skin."
*he shudders, and she gasps. tears are falling down her face. her fear is very amusing to me.*
"it's like i'm paranoid, looking over my back-it's like a whirlwind inside of my head, it's like i can't stop what i'm feeling within-it's like the face inside is right beneath my skin!"
* he rises from where he was sitting on the floor, swinging the newly sharpened blade around a bit. i think our beloved airhead (note the sarcasm) has finally caught on to his intentions.*
"i know i've got a face in me. points out all my mistakes to me."
*he finally seems to take note of the other person in the room. a devilish grin lights his face.*
"you've got a face on the inside too-you paranoia is probably worse!"
*she looks quite paranoid at the moment. nny laughs. so do i.*
"i don't know what set me off first, but i know what i can't stand-"
* he points at her heart with the knife and his grin turns to disgust*
"everybody acts like the fact of the matter is i can't add up to what you can!"
* yay for graphic violence!! nny impales her upon the sword and proceeds to disembowel her. extremely fun*
"the sun goes down.i feel the light betray me."
*endnote: yep, i've lost it. definitely. oh well. :)