The Spicer Monologues
By: CrystallicSky
Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown or any of its characters, nor do I make any money off the writing of this.
Warnings: Language, sexual situations/implication, etc.
Notes: THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT- this story is part of a collab with Silvarbelle, in which she wrote as Chase Young and I wrote as Jack Spicer for an entire year of 'diary' entries. This project is already entirely finished on both of our ends. However, both on my deviantART account and my Fanfiction account, I am only posting this half of the story to roughly the midway point. This is because, for various reasons, Silvarbelle and I have decided to showcase the Diary Project exclusively on LiveJournal, at least in its completely finished form. See the A/N for more information.
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2/4/09-
Whole…huge fiasco last night. I'm fucking tired and really don't want to go into it, but I know if I don't write about it now, I'll block it out and won't be able to write about it later, so here goes.
Snakey McSonuvabitch got out of his cage; turns out my bots weren't quite enough to keep him at bay, even with his magic mostly-blocked by the containment unit.
Have to work on that, later, but really, I don't think anybody can blame me. How the fuck am I supposed to handle something as magical as a Naga on extremely short notice and with only resources equipped for basic enchantment nullification? If I had a month or two to prepare, get some better components and build some better machines, maybe, but as it is…
A whole clusterfuck.
So, the little bastard got out, royally fucked up my apparently-too-untested bots and then went after me.
I'd probably be dead right now if Chase didn't decide to save my ass; probably just because we have a deal going on and he would have, in a really convoluted way, broken it by letting me die before he at least got me another Wu, but I'm grateful anyways.
In any case, a whole bunch of shit happened that was pretty much an adrenaline-fueled blur of 'holy fuck,' but the result of it all was that I got the Tongue of Saiping from Chase and, by figuring out the Naga's name (Negriss; thanks for the hint, Chase!), we're at a stalemate in which he doesn't go after me so long as I don't go after him.
That's really all I need out of the scaly fucking belt.
I talked to him for a minute after the truce-thing, and since he has no easy way of getting back to Burma, he'll be staying with me from now on.
Yeah…sucks, but if I'd said no, he probably would have taken that as a declaration of war upon him and I'd get my veins pumped full of neurotoxin: do not want.
Our barely-civil conversation was cut off when Fin starting cussing me out via Tongue of Saiping; I won't go too much into it, but suffice it to say the word 'assclown' was thrown about quite a lot. Seems he was unhappy with being put into the position of being stared at by Naga-boy all day.
I didn't mean to put him there, though! I only realized it after he'd been there for, like, three hours; so sue me for being distracted by the fact that there was a Naga in my goddamn house and I was totally unprepared to keep him under sufficient lock and key!
But, he forgave me after a good dosage of puppy eyes; works (almost) every time.
So, it's late afternoon, now; I left my room to get Fin one of the cupcakes from the day before to calm him down sometime around 1:00 AM, and when I got back, Chase was gone, and the Naga was twined around a lamp and staring at Finnian again.
Snakey little creep.
I decided to move Fin's cage in light of that, where Negriss couldn't find it; I then, of course, realized that that was impossible, so I just decided to carry him around with me at all times.
That way, he can't attack me because he's bound by that whole magicky deal not to unless I 'declare war on him,' and even though Fin isn't me, he's in close enough proximity to me that attacking him would essentially be attacking me.
Best I've got at the moment, really.
I only managed to get, like, three hours of sleep at best last night, so I really should be tired by now, but…I'm not. Then again, maybe I'm just rattled from the whole huge fiasco and too nerved up to sleep, even though that was, like, six hours ago.
So…I've started working with the Tongue of Saiping. Fin's hanging out in my pocket in case Snakey McSonuvabitch decides to slither down into the lab and pull something.
But, so far, this one's another pretty easy one. I mean, it's not easy-easy, but it's not as difficult as the matter-shifter by any means. Most animals' brains vibrate on similar frequencies, only varying a little bit between species, so I just have to come up with something that can convert the human voice into a sound on that frequency and at the same time be able to 'translate' the telepathic frequency of the animal onto the human brain wave so I can both talk to and understand other animals.
I figure two, three days tops.
Gah, I'm really paranoid about Negriss roaming around my house totally unsupervised. I need to up my surveillance so I don't lose track of him again.
I may not be able to keep him in one place, but I want to at least be able to keep tabs on where the fuck he is.
Well, in any case, Finnian's a lot more chill than he was now that he's figured out the logic of being kept on me at all times, so that's good. Snake-boy's still slithering about some place, but since he can't do anything seriously fucked up to me or Fin, I'll have to let it go for the moment.
I guess I just have to keep working on the Tongue of Saiping; not like there's much else I can do.
Fuck my life...
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A/N: Continuing on from the above notes, this story will only be available in its entirety on LiveJournal. The Spicer Monologues (this half) can be found at tech(UNDERSCORE)lord dot livejournal dot com. Chase Young's Diary (the counterpart to this half) can be found at dragon(UNDERSCORE)lordcy dot livejournal dot com. In order to be able to read, you must have or make a LiveJournal account, which is completely free to do, and friend both journals so that I may friend you back. This was a safety filter meant to keep it so that only people who want to read (AKA, those who won't flame or report the story because they don't like it) can read. After you friend the journals and are friended back, all of the entries from both Jack and Chase's diaries will be available to you.
Other than that, I have nothing to say but I hope you enjoyed the story! :D