SESSION 1: LIQUID GLASS
"Nnnn..god, what a night."
Johnny rolled over on his side. He had fallen asleep on the floor. An empty cherry brainfreezy cup sat next to him, and beside that, his Die-ary with an entry about Squee and killing someone again. He propped himself up and ran his hands through his hair. it was toussled all over, even messier than usual. He sighed and pushed himsleff off the floor and into the kitchen, where Mr.Eff and psycho Doughboy sat, their menacing grins greeting him.
"Hello, Johnny-boy.", Mr.Eff hissed.
"Hello, Mr.Eff. Hello, D-Boy."
"Johnny. I saw that lovely young girl you brought home, last night. did you have a little 'fun' with her?"
D-boy chimed in.
"NO! You know me better than that. She's in the basement, right now. Why, can't you hear that vexing voice of hers? 'please, let me go!" Johnny mocked. "'I won't laugh at your shoes, any more! I swear!' What bullshit. I think I'll kil her today..later..."
"Why don't you do it now, Johnny? It'll save you the time..plus, I think the wall is getting a bit hungry, you haven't fed it in over a wee--"
"NO!"
Johnny cut Mr.Eff off.
"No...I'm sick of that fucking wall. I don't want to be a slave to it, any more.." He said as he opened a new can of skettios.
"All it does it eat that fucking blood..why can't it eat glue, or something? At least that's poisonous.."
"Nny, you know as well as I do that your job is to feed that wall, so why don't you stop wasting your time on yourself and start paying attention to IT."
"Because, Eff, I want a life, too. You want me to live, don't you? WELL? You're always going on about how i shouldn't try to kill myself, but then, that damned bloody wall is killing me anyway! So, what, now? What's your explanation for THAT?"
Johnny slammed the can down on the counter and cracked the formica countertop. He was looking for an answer, not a reason.Eff was silent as D-boy chuckled.
"Yesss, Johnny! You're so right. The wall IS killing you! So slowly and painfully, though! Ease your suffering, and just kill yourself while you're still half-alive, already!"
"NO! JUST STOP! Don't you see? I'll do what I want! I want to live! Not like those other shit-maggots that thoughtlessly waste their existance on mocking others to make themselves look better! I want to BE! To die is taken for granted, and I don't deserve great egress! I want to live, D-BOY! I DO NOT WANT TO DIE, DAMMIT!"
The two styrofoam statues were silent and Johnny was breathing heavily from al the screaming he had done. He wanted to be left alone. 'Maybe', he thought, 'I'll go get another brainfreezy. I hope there's a new clerk, by now, that last one was a real ass.'
So, as always, after an intense argument over life and death with the statues, he drove off in his little grey car, off to the 24/7 where his beloved brainfreezy awaited.
~*~At the 24/7~*~
Johnny stepped out of his car, and walked non-chalantly into the store. He passed the front desk, where the new clerk sat, and to the back of the store, where the sacred Brainfreezy machine sat. He got a cup of Cherry Doom, the usual, and walked to the clerk.He stood there, for a moment, waiting for her to un-immerse herself from the book she was reading.
"Uhmm..miss?"
"Huh? Oh! Oh my god, sorry..It's a good book...sorry, really." She stuttered.
Johnny handed her the brainfreezy and she rang it up.
"One twenty five, please."
"Kay, hang on." He said as he pulled out a dollar and a quarter from his back pocket. He handed it to her and she handed him his brainfreezy.
"Thanks."
"Yeah, sorry about the book-thing, again.." She stammered.
Johnny looked at her face and saw something in her eyes that he usually never saw in anyone. It was ..truth. She was truly sorry, and for such a minor thing, too. She hadn't even offended him, and she apologized sincerely.
"Don't worry about it," He said. "It's no problem at all."
And with that. he walked out the door.
~*~Johnny's "House~*~
"OH GOD! PLEASE, NO, PLEASE! I'M SORRY! I'M SORREEEEE!AGHK!"
"Sure you are. Sorry you said it to my face. Well, I at least give you points for that. But, I just don't like the way you apologize. It's so...fake."
Johnny smiled at the blonde girl as he ripped through her overly tanned flesh with a dull butcher's knife.
"And, I too, am sorry for not ridding the world of you sooner. You disgust me." He said with one final slash to her neck.
Her crimson blood poured out of her wounds, splashing on the floor, draining into deeper parts of his basement. Her severed head hung limply from her neck as and expression of pain, fear, disgust and hate was plastered on beneath her thick, caked makeup.Johnny sighed. He had sone it again, he had ridden the universe of another asshole. And as he thought about it, he told himself mentally that it didn't matter because three more assholes to be were being born somewhere in the world, right now. there was just no getting rid of them all.
"Nnnn..god, what a night."
Johnny rolled over on his side. He had fallen asleep on the floor. An empty cherry brainfreezy cup sat next to him, and beside that, his Die-ary with an entry about Squee and killing someone again. He propped himself up and ran his hands through his hair. it was toussled all over, even messier than usual. He sighed and pushed himsleff off the floor and into the kitchen, where Mr.Eff and psycho Doughboy sat, their menacing grins greeting him.
"Hello, Johnny-boy.", Mr.Eff hissed.
"Hello, Mr.Eff. Hello, D-Boy."
"Johnny. I saw that lovely young girl you brought home, last night. did you have a little 'fun' with her?"
D-boy chimed in.
"NO! You know me better than that. She's in the basement, right now. Why, can't you hear that vexing voice of hers? 'please, let me go!" Johnny mocked. "'I won't laugh at your shoes, any more! I swear!' What bullshit. I think I'll kil her today..later..."
"Why don't you do it now, Johnny? It'll save you the time..plus, I think the wall is getting a bit hungry, you haven't fed it in over a wee--"
"NO!"
Johnny cut Mr.Eff off.
"No...I'm sick of that fucking wall. I don't want to be a slave to it, any more.." He said as he opened a new can of skettios.
"All it does it eat that fucking blood..why can't it eat glue, or something? At least that's poisonous.."
"Nny, you know as well as I do that your job is to feed that wall, so why don't you stop wasting your time on yourself and start paying attention to IT."
"Because, Eff, I want a life, too. You want me to live, don't you? WELL? You're always going on about how i shouldn't try to kill myself, but then, that damned bloody wall is killing me anyway! So, what, now? What's your explanation for THAT?"
Johnny slammed the can down on the counter and cracked the formica countertop. He was looking for an answer, not a reason.Eff was silent as D-boy chuckled.
"Yesss, Johnny! You're so right. The wall IS killing you! So slowly and painfully, though! Ease your suffering, and just kill yourself while you're still half-alive, already!"
"NO! JUST STOP! Don't you see? I'll do what I want! I want to live! Not like those other shit-maggots that thoughtlessly waste their existance on mocking others to make themselves look better! I want to BE! To die is taken for granted, and I don't deserve great egress! I want to live, D-BOY! I DO NOT WANT TO DIE, DAMMIT!"
The two styrofoam statues were silent and Johnny was breathing heavily from al the screaming he had done. He wanted to be left alone. 'Maybe', he thought, 'I'll go get another brainfreezy. I hope there's a new clerk, by now, that last one was a real ass.'
So, as always, after an intense argument over life and death with the statues, he drove off in his little grey car, off to the 24/7 where his beloved brainfreezy awaited.
~*~At the 24/7~*~
Johnny stepped out of his car, and walked non-chalantly into the store. He passed the front desk, where the new clerk sat, and to the back of the store, where the sacred Brainfreezy machine sat. He got a cup of Cherry Doom, the usual, and walked to the clerk.He stood there, for a moment, waiting for her to un-immerse herself from the book she was reading.
"Uhmm..miss?"
"Huh? Oh! Oh my god, sorry..It's a good book...sorry, really." She stuttered.
Johnny handed her the brainfreezy and she rang it up.
"One twenty five, please."
"Kay, hang on." He said as he pulled out a dollar and a quarter from his back pocket. He handed it to her and she handed him his brainfreezy.
"Thanks."
"Yeah, sorry about the book-thing, again.." She stammered.
Johnny looked at her face and saw something in her eyes that he usually never saw in anyone. It was ..truth. She was truly sorry, and for such a minor thing, too. She hadn't even offended him, and she apologized sincerely.
"Don't worry about it," He said. "It's no problem at all."
And with that. he walked out the door.
~*~Johnny's "House~*~
"OH GOD! PLEASE, NO, PLEASE! I'M SORRY! I'M SORREEEEE!AGHK!"
"Sure you are. Sorry you said it to my face. Well, I at least give you points for that. But, I just don't like the way you apologize. It's so...fake."
Johnny smiled at the blonde girl as he ripped through her overly tanned flesh with a dull butcher's knife.
"And, I too, am sorry for not ridding the world of you sooner. You disgust me." He said with one final slash to her neck.
Her crimson blood poured out of her wounds, splashing on the floor, draining into deeper parts of his basement. Her severed head hung limply from her neck as and expression of pain, fear, disgust and hate was plastered on beneath her thick, caked makeup.Johnny sighed. He had sone it again, he had ridden the universe of another asshole. And as he thought about it, he told himself mentally that it didn't matter because three more assholes to be were being born somewhere in the world, right now. there was just no getting rid of them all.