Ugh... 4:30 AM and I'm kinda starting to fall asleep -_- I really should have been in bed 5 hours ago, but I've been working on 3 stories, so...
Shout outs!
DibMagician. Ooh--- it was very creepy, wasn't it? Ugh... Thank you for the spelling. My friends and I sat there for hours trying to figure out the spelling. Thanks for the review!
Yuta. Uh... By "oniric" do you mean "ironic"? Uh... Either way, no... But he IS a major part ^_^. Thanks for reading!
Cowboyinuyasha. I hope to get a bit more mysterious and violent later on... I mean, this IS under horror ^_~. Well, it's been about 6 months since I came up with this idea, so I'm going with whatever I can remember. One day I was bored and decided to replay "American McGee's Alice" Oh, yes was it fun... Anyway, that night, around 3 AM, I decided to draw my own demented cat. This gave birth to the "Cheshire" ^_^ And then, magicly, I came up with this story... OH YEAH! The gnomes helped, too. ^_^
Zimmydoom99. Woo! ^_^ You like! Yes! Virtual cookies! ::Eats one:: ^_^ Mmmmm------- Oh... And don't worry bout Dibby ^_~ I don't write pure angst! For you, my newest reviewer, a box of noodles! ::Hands you box of noodles:: TY!
Firebird5. Yo, Firebird5! I really didn't explain what happened to Dibby, did I? Okay, this is it! Dibby's been pretty unstable since the main part of his life (Zim) disappeared. Then, when he saw his father and sister (the only remaining parts of his life) lying there, dead, and the blame put on him, he snapped. Fun, ne? Well, I have yet to be put in a mental ward so I didn't know that. The 5th chapter is the last time a nurse is even mentioned (till later), and there is no more reference to their outfits at all. Here! ^_^ ::Gives Firebird5 a box of noodles:: For you!
S.a. Hehe... ^_^ Thanks a lot! Here's the next chap!
P.S. CHERRY FIZWIZ!!!!!!!
P.P.S. Hey! You pple that put me on your author alert list! Review! I have no idea who you are!
Dib continued to glare at the doctor that sat, in a chair, in a chair, toward the end of his bed.
"Now, what caused you to act that way, Dib?" He asked in his usual `I'm sane and you're not' tone. Dib's glare depend as a small pout formed on his lips.
Do you think I can wiggle my arms free and strangle that bastard?'
~No.~ Was the chorused reply.
Damn'
"What do you think caused me to do that?" he doctor let out an annoyed sigh,
"What I think happened doesn't matter. What matters is what really happened, Dib."
"Humor me." Another exasperated sigh escaped the doctor's lips as he leaned forward and rested on his knees.
"I'd say, " He started, "That you're suffering from multiple personalities." Dib laughed loudly, making a buzzer noise before deepening the glare even more,
"No, I'm afraid that was incorrect. The correct answer is..." At that point his voice raised in volume, "You fuckin' drugs are driving me insane!" The man didn't even flinch as Dib pulled threatening on his restraints.
Realizing that the noises weren't striking fear into the heart of the doctor, Dib slowly ceased and resorted to once to, once again, glaring. They sat in silence for a few minutes until the doctor cleared his throat and leaded back,
"But you've felt the pain before the medicine, and during the medicine. Which hurts less?"
"Well," he growled, "When off the drugs, I have the urge to constantly puke... But it's probably just withdrawal. But while on the drugs, I'm so lost in a delusion world that, pretty soon, I'll be completely trapped in." The doctor just continued to look at him with that unwavering stare. A loud beeping suddenly cut through the silence. The man stood, pulling out a small pager, examining it, and then putting it away, walking toward the door.
"We'll see what we can do about those delusions."
This glare must be burning a hole through his head by now...'
~~Stop it.~~
~~~Hehe...~~~ Dib was left sitting alone, glaring at the wall until he sunk back into his bed, eyes groggily closing.
Dib opened his eyes to the same scenery as always, but this time, he could feel more. He could feel the air weigh heavy on his chest, and see his breath billow in front of him. He rubbed his arms roughly, trying to relinquish the cold from his skin. Finding no real comfort in this action, he staggered over to the large tree and sat down, curling up slightly,
"Why is it so cold, right?" Vigorous nodding came from the shivering boy. The cat crawled over, sitting, defiantly, in front of him,
"Do you really want to know the answer?" Dib shut his eyes, allowing the salty water to drip down his face.
"I'll take that as a yes. What's happening is that you are gradually becoming part of this world, receding into your own mind." Dib opened his mouth, attempting to interject, "It's always been this cold here, but you're just feeling it now, because now, your mind is making it real. This is merely a fail safe your mind is creating to save you from the pain of the real truth and the forged truth." It came to rest next to the boy, looking up.
"You do know it doesn't have to be this cold, right?" Dib stared at the feline.
"Get up." Dib stood shakily, and followed the demon.
Woo! I'm sorry I haven't been updating, but I'm trying, desperately, to finish the 5th chapter. Right now, it's about 10 pages long (in my notebook... And I write TINY!) and I'm attempting to find a place to cut it. If I can't find one, be ready for a long read ^_~
If anyone want a copy of my picture of the demon cat, I can send you one. Either my black and while original, or a prototype colored one. (If you ask for the black and white, you also get a sneak peak at a future chari ^_^)
Anyway... How do you guys want this to end? Happy? Sad? I have ideas for both, so... ^_^
If you read "Dishwasher", look for an update tonight!
- Shang Hai
Shout outs!
DibMagician. Ooh--- it was very creepy, wasn't it? Ugh... Thank you for the spelling. My friends and I sat there for hours trying to figure out the spelling. Thanks for the review!
Yuta. Uh... By "oniric" do you mean "ironic"? Uh... Either way, no... But he IS a major part ^_^. Thanks for reading!
Cowboyinuyasha. I hope to get a bit more mysterious and violent later on... I mean, this IS under horror ^_~. Well, it's been about 6 months since I came up with this idea, so I'm going with whatever I can remember. One day I was bored and decided to replay "American McGee's Alice" Oh, yes was it fun... Anyway, that night, around 3 AM, I decided to draw my own demented cat. This gave birth to the "Cheshire" ^_^ And then, magicly, I came up with this story... OH YEAH! The gnomes helped, too. ^_^
Zimmydoom99. Woo! ^_^ You like! Yes! Virtual cookies! ::Eats one:: ^_^ Mmmmm------- Oh... And don't worry bout Dibby ^_~ I don't write pure angst! For you, my newest reviewer, a box of noodles! ::Hands you box of noodles:: TY!
Firebird5. Yo, Firebird5! I really didn't explain what happened to Dibby, did I? Okay, this is it! Dibby's been pretty unstable since the main part of his life (Zim) disappeared. Then, when he saw his father and sister (the only remaining parts of his life) lying there, dead, and the blame put on him, he snapped. Fun, ne? Well, I have yet to be put in a mental ward so I didn't know that. The 5th chapter is the last time a nurse is even mentioned (till later), and there is no more reference to their outfits at all. Here! ^_^ ::Gives Firebird5 a box of noodles:: For you!
S.a. Hehe... ^_^ Thanks a lot! Here's the next chap!
P.S. CHERRY FIZWIZ!!!!!!!
P.P.S. Hey! You pple that put me on your author alert list! Review! I have no idea who you are!
Dib continued to glare at the doctor that sat, in a chair, in a chair, toward the end of his bed.
"Now, what caused you to act that way, Dib?" He asked in his usual `I'm sane and you're not' tone. Dib's glare depend as a small pout formed on his lips.
Do you think I can wiggle my arms free and strangle that bastard?'
~No.~ Was the chorused reply.
Damn'
"What do you think caused me to do that?" he doctor let out an annoyed sigh,
"What I think happened doesn't matter. What matters is what really happened, Dib."
"Humor me." Another exasperated sigh escaped the doctor's lips as he leaned forward and rested on his knees.
"I'd say, " He started, "That you're suffering from multiple personalities." Dib laughed loudly, making a buzzer noise before deepening the glare even more,
"No, I'm afraid that was incorrect. The correct answer is..." At that point his voice raised in volume, "You fuckin' drugs are driving me insane!" The man didn't even flinch as Dib pulled threatening on his restraints.
Realizing that the noises weren't striking fear into the heart of the doctor, Dib slowly ceased and resorted to once to, once again, glaring. They sat in silence for a few minutes until the doctor cleared his throat and leaded back,
"But you've felt the pain before the medicine, and during the medicine. Which hurts less?"
"Well," he growled, "When off the drugs, I have the urge to constantly puke... But it's probably just withdrawal. But while on the drugs, I'm so lost in a delusion world that, pretty soon, I'll be completely trapped in." The doctor just continued to look at him with that unwavering stare. A loud beeping suddenly cut through the silence. The man stood, pulling out a small pager, examining it, and then putting it away, walking toward the door.
"We'll see what we can do about those delusions."
This glare must be burning a hole through his head by now...'
~~Stop it.~~
~~~Hehe...~~~ Dib was left sitting alone, glaring at the wall until he sunk back into his bed, eyes groggily closing.
Dib opened his eyes to the same scenery as always, but this time, he could feel more. He could feel the air weigh heavy on his chest, and see his breath billow in front of him. He rubbed his arms roughly, trying to relinquish the cold from his skin. Finding no real comfort in this action, he staggered over to the large tree and sat down, curling up slightly,
"Why is it so cold, right?" Vigorous nodding came from the shivering boy. The cat crawled over, sitting, defiantly, in front of him,
"Do you really want to know the answer?" Dib shut his eyes, allowing the salty water to drip down his face.
"I'll take that as a yes. What's happening is that you are gradually becoming part of this world, receding into your own mind." Dib opened his mouth, attempting to interject, "It's always been this cold here, but you're just feeling it now, because now, your mind is making it real. This is merely a fail safe your mind is creating to save you from the pain of the real truth and the forged truth." It came to rest next to the boy, looking up.
"You do know it doesn't have to be this cold, right?" Dib stared at the feline.
"Get up." Dib stood shakily, and followed the demon.
Woo! I'm sorry I haven't been updating, but I'm trying, desperately, to finish the 5th chapter. Right now, it's about 10 pages long (in my notebook... And I write TINY!) and I'm attempting to find a place to cut it. If I can't find one, be ready for a long read ^_~
If anyone want a copy of my picture of the demon cat, I can send you one. Either my black and while original, or a prototype colored one. (If you ask for the black and white, you also get a sneak peak at a future chari ^_^)
Anyway... How do you guys want this to end? Happy? Sad? I have ideas for both, so... ^_^
If you read "Dishwasher", look for an update tonight!
- Shang Hai