Cast of Fools
Shadow ScytheX
Thank you, all of you, for reviewing my story. It's still going strong, and with such strength, I feel I should give something back to the readers... So I chose two separate contests! At the end of the chapter, I'll give you more details. It suffices to say, pay attention to EVERYTHING.
Chapter 6: Welcome to the Jungle
Felix then walked away from the school, partially happy, partially mortified, but mostly shocked. "I didn't know that you could be taught to bend that way... More interesting, though, is the fact that while her ankles were locked behind her head the whole time, yet managed to suddenly unhook while she flipped on her belly and allowed Mr. Piers to violate her from behind."
"You gotta' watch for the quiet ones. Think she'd be good at fellatio?" Alex asked, a slight bounce in his voice.
Ivan then grinned. "These are some nice shots I have here. Do you want me to make you some extra copies?"
Felix then shook his head, and made Alex do the same. Then Felix grinned. "Maybe she should go to hell, but man she's doing really well, and the teacher wants to see her after class..." He then turned back to Alex. "You up for another revenge scheme?"
"Hell yeah. Will there be intriguing and mildly arousing results?"
Ivan then smirked. "Yes, there will be. But do you find drug abuse and sexual experimentation while strung out on E arousing?"
Alex then paused. "Is it a woman we're talking about?"
"A former friend. But first, we need to distribute these flyers. Felix, you spread these in the school. Alex, you spread these around the subway walls and tenement halls. I'll take these and spread them around hotels, distributing them for profit. Ready? Break!"
-Five Action Packed Minutes on the Metro Later-
Alex then walked through the relatively quiet subways, stapling flyers over graffiti written by somebody called, 'The Prophet'. The wall was about 80% covered, and Alex decided that this was very satisfactory. He started to walk out when he felt a cold hand on his shoulder. He turned around, and his blood turned cold.
"Isaac?"
"Yes?"
"You do understand I will not be able to pay you back for the 50 bucks I borrowed from you, correct?"
"Of course. I'm the Prophet. I mean, why would I go to all this trouble of writing messages on the walls that would be covered with your kiddie smut if I couldn't at least predict one of my friends was a deadbeat?"
"Point taken. I have twenty bucks. Can I use that as down payment?"
"The Gods have spoken, and it will be so." Isaac then carefully reached into Alex's back pocket and took out a 20 dollar bill and 3 fives. "Don't stiff me, I'm the Prophet. I bid you good luck in your revenge."
-Somewhere filled with whiny, angsty Goths sprouting angst-driven dribble-
"Why oh why, did I get the gothic convention? All they've been doing for the past six hours is reciting poetry. It's very distracting. And it's bad. And I think that one of the Goths is confused."
"Suck it up, you pansy," spoke Alex through the phone.
"The Prophet would like you to know that another 10 minutes is out of the question, and The Prophet will beat your ass if you continue this conversation," said Isaac. Evidently, The Prophet also was in control of all of the phone booths in St. Vale and served as the operator. "These may be the 'Happiest Days of Our Lives', but The Prophet will not hesitate to make them your most miserable."
Alex then sighed. "Look, I have to go. Suck up the poetry for another 20 minutes and finish the job."
"Fine. I'll see you later... I hope." All of a sudden, as soon as Ivan hung up the phone, a loud blast of 'music' entered the room. Ivan dropped to his knees and began to cry as the waves of nu-metal/emo washed over him and consumed his mortal thoughts and desires.
"CRAWLLLLLLLING IIIIIIIIN MY SKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN! THESE WOOOOOOOOUNDS THEEEEEEEY WILL NOT HEALLLLLLLL! FEAR IS HOW I FALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL! CONFUUUUUUUUUUSING WHAT IS REAAAAAAAL, OH-WA- OHHHHHHHH!"
Ivan then ran out of the room. He huddled into a little ball, cuddling his Wish You Were Here CD and singing himself "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" until all of the vestiges of the terrible music left him.
-Fin
Alright, here's the deal: I have two contests available. One is much, much, MUCH harder than the other one. Option A) Answer the following questions: 1) Who did Alex take his glasses design from?
2) What did The Prophet do when Alex tried to hand him 20 bucks?
3) What does Felix pick up after knocking into Mia?
4) When Felix sleeps, what does he dream about?
5) What object does Felix wear around his head to avoid detection?
6) When Alex punches Saturos, what was he telling him?
7) What is the first thing Felix does when he discovers the name of the Cult where he is located?
8) When was the only time Felix blocked a brick, and what did he block it with?
9) What was Ivan doing when Alex walked into his store?
10) Who disrupted God when he was watching Felix?
Option B) (More risk, more reward) Name as many musical references as you can in the story. Include the Artist and/or Song Name. Good luck!