bCthulhu Dawn/b
by FTD
Alright, I don't own any of the Cthulhu Mythos characters. I also do not own JoJo's Pizzeria. And I don't really care if you use anyone else that I made. Trust me, this story will end up making sense. Please attempt to enjoy.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
"To die, to sleep --
To sleep, perchance to dream, ay there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause; there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life."
-- William Shakespeare
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
i...Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.../i
"Jesus!" cried Johhny, sitting straight up in his bed, a cold sweat running over his body. The girl next to him rolled over.
"That dream again?"
"Yeah..."
"We need to take you to the Doc again?"
"No, babe. It's alright. I'll... I'll be fine." The woman sits up, and looks at Johnny.
"Damn it, if it's so fine, why won't you tell me about it!?!"
"Chae, baby, it's just....."
"It's just what? Why won't you let me into your life?"
"I can't describe it, alright!! I can't put any of it into words, it's indescribable! It's driving be fuckin' mad!! And guess what? Your bitchin' ain't helpin' me figure this shit out!" Johnny slams back into bed. Chae slides back into bed with him, slowly and soothingly.
"I'm sorry. I just didn't know..."
"It's alright. I just lose my cool sometimes, y'know?"
"I know a place where that fire comes in real handy..."
"Heh heh..."
----------
"Johnny!" As Johnny walks into JoJo's Pizzeria, wearing a black backpack, he is called out to by a chubby Sicilian man. Johnny smiles, and sits down next to him.
"Hey Tony... you got the Music Box?"
"Of course. Now... my cousin wants to buy some Shirts. You got any Shirts?"
"Always."
"Now... how white are these Shirts?" As Tony says this, Johhny begins to smirk.
"As white as snow, Tony. As white as snow."
"Great job, my boy. And are the Shirts here?"
"You know me. Of course. They're in my pack." Johnny pulls out a white shirt, and hands it to Tony. Tony looks inside the front pocket, and eyes a white plastic baggie with a white powder inside. He looks up and smiles at Johnny.
"I suppose you want the Music Box now?"
"Yeah. You got all the Songs I asked for?"
"Ah....no. I couldn't get all of the Johnny bCash/b songs, so I had to put in some rare songs by bJewel/b" As Tony says this, Johnny leans across the table. He glances around, and begins to speak softly.
"But... you did get the ring, right?"
"Yeah, of course. Why, don't you want that anymore?"
"Just the opposite. Tonight, I'm, ah, gonna propose to my girl."
"Well, congratulations, my boy. We ought to celebrate some time, try on some of my shirts, eh?"
"No, Tony. You know Chae doesn't like that. This is my last deal, man. I'm getting out"
"She means that much to you?"
"Yeah... she means the world to me. I gotta get goin', Tony. tell your cousin to enjoy his Shirts."
"Thanks, boy. See ya around."
"You too, Tony."
--------------------------------------------------------------------
by FTD
Alright, I don't own any of the Cthulhu Mythos characters. I also do not own JoJo's Pizzeria. And I don't really care if you use anyone else that I made. Trust me, this story will end up making sense. Please attempt to enjoy.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
"To die, to sleep --
To sleep, perchance to dream, ay there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause; there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life."
-- William Shakespeare
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
i...Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.../i
"Jesus!" cried Johhny, sitting straight up in his bed, a cold sweat running over his body. The girl next to him rolled over.
"That dream again?"
"Yeah..."
"We need to take you to the Doc again?"
"No, babe. It's alright. I'll... I'll be fine." The woman sits up, and looks at Johnny.
"Damn it, if it's so fine, why won't you tell me about it!?!"
"Chae, baby, it's just....."
"It's just what? Why won't you let me into your life?"
"I can't describe it, alright!! I can't put any of it into words, it's indescribable! It's driving be fuckin' mad!! And guess what? Your bitchin' ain't helpin' me figure this shit out!" Johnny slams back into bed. Chae slides back into bed with him, slowly and soothingly.
"I'm sorry. I just didn't know..."
"It's alright. I just lose my cool sometimes, y'know?"
"I know a place where that fire comes in real handy..."
"Heh heh..."
----------
"Johnny!" As Johnny walks into JoJo's Pizzeria, wearing a black backpack, he is called out to by a chubby Sicilian man. Johnny smiles, and sits down next to him.
"Hey Tony... you got the Music Box?"
"Of course. Now... my cousin wants to buy some Shirts. You got any Shirts?"
"Always."
"Now... how white are these Shirts?" As Tony says this, Johhny begins to smirk.
"As white as snow, Tony. As white as snow."
"Great job, my boy. And are the Shirts here?"
"You know me. Of course. They're in my pack." Johnny pulls out a white shirt, and hands it to Tony. Tony looks inside the front pocket, and eyes a white plastic baggie with a white powder inside. He looks up and smiles at Johnny.
"I suppose you want the Music Box now?"
"Yeah. You got all the Songs I asked for?"
"Ah....no. I couldn't get all of the Johnny bCash/b songs, so I had to put in some rare songs by bJewel/b" As Tony says this, Johnny leans across the table. He glances around, and begins to speak softly.
"But... you did get the ring, right?"
"Yeah, of course. Why, don't you want that anymore?"
"Just the opposite. Tonight, I'm, ah, gonna propose to my girl."
"Well, congratulations, my boy. We ought to celebrate some time, try on some of my shirts, eh?"
"No, Tony. You know Chae doesn't like that. This is my last deal, man. I'm getting out"
"She means that much to you?"
"Yeah... she means the world to me. I gotta get goin', Tony. tell your cousin to enjoy his Shirts."
"Thanks, boy. See ya around."
"You too, Tony."
--------------------------------------------------------------------