As The Hairy Cankle Turns
Part 11
Just a Teenage Death Squad Baby... Like you...
The land is harsh and barren. Ever since the incredible battle that took place long ago, things on this planet have been different. The "Ring of Fire" that engulfed the City of Orlando several years ago killed off most of the immigrant hospitality industry workers and the orange pickers. Vegetation was scarce, and the people fed on black-socked white-legged English men that got stuck here during the mass exodus.
Anarchy ruled for a few months. That was before the food supply ran out. A couple of the elders tried to form tribes, but the young resistance that formed was too powerful and too strong willed. It was like "Lord of the Flies" run amok.
The teenagers ruled the land with heavy firepower and a willingness to blow the heads off anyone who dared to defy them. They squashed all opposition with use of the death squads.
Battles raged and tore up what was left of any livable housing. People were forced to seek shelters in caves that were created by sinkholes and explosions. City buses, parking garages, even the ancient ruins of the Hard Rock Live... anywhere that people could bog down in for a little rest and a hiding place from the death squads.
Before reaching a state of enlightenment, Nos... then known as Nosforatu, the Bringer of Blackness, was the leader of the strongest faction of the Death Squads. Rumors were spreading through out the land that he would soon take over control of the newly formed government.
The government that formed in the wake of the great battle and following age of anarchy was one based on fear. Nos had found a way to tap into that fear and use it against the ruling class itself. He was preparing for a civil war that would end with him ruling the land. That was until he met the Oracle... but that is a story for another day.
Nos's group was incredibly vicious. They had many encounters that ended in blood stained concrete and body parts strewn across the scenery. One such encounter was in the area where Boca Raton once stood. He was sent to recruit a young soldier. He and his group were also tasked to convince a few retirement communities to pay homage to the new government.
The group picked up Puffy, an oxymoron of a killing machine. A killer that giggles and smiles right before shredding her victims in a horrible bloodbath. They introduced her to the way of the new world. Her first taste of blood came at the Happy Sunset Retirement Community.
There were thirty people that had survived the destruction, and were trying to pass on their knowledge of the way things used to be. The new government wanted this to end.
The group walked slowly up to the door. The air around them came to a sudden halt. Silence engulfed the area. The sun winked down at them. For several long moments the Earth stood still. Everything, the clouds, the dust, the universe seemed to freeze in an eternal pose. The... all hell broke loose.
CPK shattered the door with his fist and the entire group flew through the door. in a matter of three seconds, fifteen of the elders were lying breathless on the floor. Beastie girl strangled three women trying to run out the back door. Tyler Durden unloaded a fury of arrows through the hearts of six of the people he found in back room.
CPK used his bare hands to extract the lungs and various other internal organs of four of the old folks her found crawling up the stairs.
The Two remaining people were cowering on the floor in front of Nos. Puffy stood beside him and smiled like a young child on Christmas morning. The rest of the group fell in behind Nos.
NOS: You see Puffy, this... THIS is how we control these god-damned sheep. These pathetic excuses for carbon based life forms. For too long we had to endure their ways, because they had control. The berated us with their simplistic and dulling ways. For too long we suffered the plight of their unwillingness to admit that they were wrong. Now... now, look at them. Look at what they have become. Cowering fearful little piss ants. These creatures I hold in the highest of disdain. I feel ill just having them in my presence. One day soon we shall eliminate this infection from the world. One day soon this viral trash will not even be a memory. They are a cosmic joke that has created the world that we are now reshaping. They felt so superior and they made us pay the price for it... but now... THEY SHALL ALL PAY IN BLOOD!!!
And now... we have come to a crossroads for you. There are two very simplistic choices to make. You can join them, these retched souls cowering in fear on the floor, or you can join us and eliminate them all.
Puffy's eyes were wide and filled with sick pleasure.
The two before them were a man and a wife that had spent thirty years together. They had formed the small faction of rebels in order to fight against the new government.
Nos grabbed the old man by the collar.
NOS: Okay old man. We seem to have come to a crossroads for you as well. You can tell me where the other rebels are, or you can see your wife die an agonizing death.
(The part of Old Man will be played by Makali Kaulkin)
OLD MAN: I'll never tell the likes of you. You only want to destroy all that is good.
CPK: Would you shut the fuck up mutha fucka... either spill it, or we fucking spill you... or something.
NOS: Puff... here's your chance.
Puffy giggled like a resident at an insane asylum. She skipped over to the woman and picked her up by the throat with on hand. With her other hand she grabbed the woman's arm at the elbow.
PUFFY: Say the word Boss.
NOS: OK old man... It's D-Day... what's it going to be.
(The Part of Old Lady will be played by Bea Arthur)
OLD LADY: Don't do it Harold.
OLD MAN: We'll see you in hell!
NOS: Oooooooh... this is going to be cool. Uhm... might want to step back so you don't get any on your shoe. Alrighty Puff.. show them what you can do.
With that, Puffy slowly began pulling the old woman's arm. First there was a popping noise that was followed by a haunting scream of pain from the old woman that echo throughout the valley. The scream continued, but you could still hear the ripping sound as Puffy severed the lady's arm from her body.
NOS: Okay old man... shall we stop.
OLD MAN: OK OK OK... the base is where the Benny Hinn church used to be... all the leaders are meeting there next week.
NOS: Awww... how sweet. Too bad you wasted my fucking time. Finish it Puff.
Puffy began beating the woman with her own arm. The woman's screams bounced off every wall until the final cracking sound of her skull silenced her forever.
The old man stood there sobbing in his hands apologizing to his dead wife.
CPK: Hey... old dude... ever see you liver?
OLD MAN: Wha... What?
CPK shoved his fist up the old man's ass and grabbed a hold of his liver and pulled it back out the same hole.
CPK: I said... DID YOU EVER SEE YOUR LIVER. Oh... guess you have now... FUCKER!
With that, Nos pulled a cigarette out of his dust-covered jacket and lit it. He puffed on it a couple of times and turned to his group.
NOS: Next week, we will finish of this pile of rubbish and rid the world of this shit. No more will we suffer the indignity of sharing our air with these pathetic fools. We cleanse the Earth in their blood. Then, when our mission is accomplished, we will head back to the base to take our rightful place at the head of the table.
They indeed to complete the mission and wiped out the remaining rebels. It was a horrible display much like the one just described.
When they returned to base, they found that there had already been an eternal struggle and everyone from the new government was dead. They were the last of their breed, and they were setting off to take over control of the world.
That is where we came in when we first met them.
(Fade to black)
Just a Teenage Death Squad Baby... Like you...
The land is harsh and barren. Ever since the incredible battle that took place long ago, things on this planet have been different. The "Ring of Fire" that engulfed the City of Orlando several years ago killed off most of the immigrant hospitality industry workers and the orange pickers. Vegetation was scarce, and the people fed on black-socked white-legged English men that got stuck here during the mass exodus.
Anarchy ruled for a few months. That was before the food supply ran out. A couple of the elders tried to form tribes, but the young resistance that formed was too powerful and too strong willed. It was like "Lord of the Flies" run amok.
The teenagers ruled the land with heavy firepower and a willingness to blow the heads off anyone who dared to defy them. They squashed all opposition with use of the death squads.
Battles raged and tore up what was left of any livable housing. People were forced to seek shelters in caves that were created by sinkholes and explosions. City buses, parking garages, even the ancient ruins of the Hard Rock Live... anywhere that people could bog down in for a little rest and a hiding place from the death squads.
Before reaching a state of enlightenment, Nos... then known as Nosforatu, the Bringer of Blackness, was the leader of the strongest faction of the Death Squads. Rumors were spreading through out the land that he would soon take over control of the newly formed government.
The government that formed in the wake of the great battle and following age of anarchy was one based on fear. Nos had found a way to tap into that fear and use it against the ruling class itself. He was preparing for a civil war that would end with him ruling the land. That was until he met the Oracle... but that is a story for another day.
Nos's group was incredibly vicious. They had many encounters that ended in blood stained concrete and body parts strewn across the scenery. One such encounter was in the area where Boca Raton once stood. He was sent to recruit a young soldier. He and his group were also tasked to convince a few retirement communities to pay homage to the new government.
The group picked up Puffy, an oxymoron of a killing machine. A killer that giggles and smiles right before shredding her victims in a horrible bloodbath. They introduced her to the way of the new world. Her first taste of blood came at the Happy Sunset Retirement Community.
There were thirty people that had survived the destruction, and were trying to pass on their knowledge of the way things used to be. The new government wanted this to end.
The group walked slowly up to the door. The air around them came to a sudden halt. Silence engulfed the area. The sun winked down at them. For several long moments the Earth stood still. Everything, the clouds, the dust, the universe seemed to freeze in an eternal pose. The... all hell broke loose.
CPK shattered the door with his fist and the entire group flew through the door. in a matter of three seconds, fifteen of the elders were lying breathless on the floor. Beastie girl strangled three women trying to run out the back door. Tyler Durden unloaded a fury of arrows through the hearts of six of the people he found in back room.
CPK used his bare hands to extract the lungs and various other internal organs of four of the old folks her found crawling up the stairs.
The Two remaining people were cowering on the floor in front of Nos. Puffy stood beside him and smiled like a young child on Christmas morning. The rest of the group fell in behind Nos.
NOS: You see Puffy, this... THIS is how we control these god-damned sheep. These pathetic excuses for carbon based life forms. For too long we had to endure their ways, because they had control. The berated us with their simplistic and dulling ways. For too long we suffered the plight of their unwillingness to admit that they were wrong. Now... now, look at them. Look at what they have become. Cowering fearful little piss ants. These creatures I hold in the highest of disdain. I feel ill just having them in my presence. One day soon we shall eliminate this infection from the world. One day soon this viral trash will not even be a memory. They are a cosmic joke that has created the world that we are now reshaping. They felt so superior and they made us pay the price for it... but now... THEY SHALL ALL PAY IN BLOOD!!!
And now... we have come to a crossroads for you. There are two very simplistic choices to make. You can join them, these retched souls cowering in fear on the floor, or you can join us and eliminate them all.
Puffy's eyes were wide and filled with sick pleasure.
The two before them were a man and a wife that had spent thirty years together. They had formed the small faction of rebels in order to fight against the new government.
Nos grabbed the old man by the collar.
NOS: Okay old man. We seem to have come to a crossroads for you as well. You can tell me where the other rebels are, or you can see your wife die an agonizing death.
(The part of Old Man will be played by Makali Kaulkin)
OLD MAN: I'll never tell the likes of you. You only want to destroy all that is good.
CPK: Would you shut the fuck up mutha fucka... either spill it, or we fucking spill you... or something.
NOS: Puff... here's your chance.
Puffy giggled like a resident at an insane asylum. She skipped over to the woman and picked her up by the throat with on hand. With her other hand she grabbed the woman's arm at the elbow.
PUFFY: Say the word Boss.
NOS: OK old man... It's D-Day... what's it going to be.
(The Part of Old Lady will be played by Bea Arthur)
OLD LADY: Don't do it Harold.
OLD MAN: We'll see you in hell!
NOS: Oooooooh... this is going to be cool. Uhm... might want to step back so you don't get any on your shoe. Alrighty Puff.. show them what you can do.
With that, Puffy slowly began pulling the old woman's arm. First there was a popping noise that was followed by a haunting scream of pain from the old woman that echo throughout the valley. The scream continued, but you could still hear the ripping sound as Puffy severed the lady's arm from her body.
NOS: Okay old man... shall we stop.
OLD MAN: OK OK OK... the base is where the Benny Hinn church used to be... all the leaders are meeting there next week.
NOS: Awww... how sweet. Too bad you wasted my fucking time. Finish it Puff.
Puffy began beating the woman with her own arm. The woman's screams bounced off every wall until the final cracking sound of her skull silenced her forever.
The old man stood there sobbing in his hands apologizing to his dead wife.
CPK: Hey... old dude... ever see you liver?
OLD MAN: Wha... What?
CPK shoved his fist up the old man's ass and grabbed a hold of his liver and pulled it back out the same hole.
CPK: I said... DID YOU EVER SEE YOUR LIVER. Oh... guess you have now... FUCKER!
With that, Nos pulled a cigarette out of his dust-covered jacket and lit it. He puffed on it a couple of times and turned to his group.
NOS: Next week, we will finish of this pile of rubbish and rid the world of this shit. No more will we suffer the indignity of sharing our air with these pathetic fools. We cleanse the Earth in their blood. Then, when our mission is accomplished, we will head back to the base to take our rightful place at the head of the table.
They indeed to complete the mission and wiped out the remaining rebels. It was a horrible display much like the one just described.
When they returned to base, they found that there had already been an eternal struggle and everyone from the new government was dead. They were the last of their breed, and they were setting off to take over control of the world.
That is where we came in when we first met them.
(Fade to black)