Yet another chapter.
Kurama
(AKA, a religion is born)
Once Hiei and Yusuke left, Kurama had an opportunity to examine his surroundings and try to find out exactly what he was supposed to do while in this…room. Instead, he grabbed a joint out of the mouth of someone who had recently passed out, and sat down against the wall. This peacefulness didn't last long, as a group of men in various states of high approached Kurama.
One stepped forward. You would think that the representative of the group would be the most lucid (in other words least high) of the group, but as he began to speak, it became obvious that this had not occurred to them.
"You being is a pretty girl…"
"Are you moving your lips at me?" Asked Kurama.
"No, I is moving my lips at the wall." The man meant to be sarcastic, but in his state and that of those listening to him, it was a fruitless attempt.
"Oh. Okay then." Grunted Kurama.
"No, I didn't mean that. I was being sarcastic you stoner." said the man.
"Who are you calling a stoner you crack head?" tossed back Kurama.
"DEMS IS FIGHTEN' WORDS!" shouted a random man. Actually, I'm pretty sure that this particular man wasn't listening to this conversation, but his timing was impeccable. The representative of the Stoner Party stepped forward and threw a punch at Kurama's face. Normally, Kurama would be able to dodge such a thing, but as he is high as a kite at this point, the punch landed. It didn't hurt, but it did suffice to totally piss off Kurama.
"ROSE WIP!" Kurama bellowed (quietly. Kurama just isn't loud enough to bellow for real.). Out of nowhere, he pulled out a rose, which extended to about 10 feet, and wrapped its end loosely on the floor around Kurama's feet.
"Collective gasp!" gasped the crowd. Some random guy who probably had no idea where he was began bowing to Kurama, babbling in some language. Being stupid, and human, everyone else in the room combined the two events and came to these two conclusions: 1) The man was speaking in tongues because 2) Kurama is a god and the babbling man is his prophet. The reason why a god would need a prophet when he could just as easily talk to the people continues to elude me, but I was not there when this happened (my support group meets on Thursday mornings.). They all followed the first man in babbling like stoned morons.
One man stood and shouted, "HAIL THE ALL POWERFUL GODDESS!"
The remaining stoners followed suit. One crossed his arms over his chest, and would pump them up and down with each intonation of the aforementioned phrase. Once again, everyone began to follow, and soon they adopted both of these things as the beginning of a new religion, forgetting who really did them first and claiming that it was all placed in their heads by 'The All Powerful Goddess.' Hence a religion is born.
Despite his lofty state of being, Kurama almost immediately understood the power that came with his new position, and because of his lofty state of being declared, "My followers!" everyone became silent, "I have only one decree! All in my dominion shall smoke joints!" A great cheer from the crowd. Kurama raised his hands for silence, and it was given to him. "Also! My followers shall not eat hotdogs, as they are sinful!" Another cheer. Not quiet as enthusiastic as the first, but it was there.
One man shouted, "Wait a minute! You said that you only had one decree, but that was two!"
After a moment of silence, Kurama commanded, "DESTROY THE NON-BELIEVER, AND YOUR REWARDS SHALL BE GREAT!" As if a button was pressed, the cult of crack-heads went at the 'non-believer' in such violent ways that I would be arrested just for telling you about them.
Once they were finished with the blasphemer, there was a resounding cheer, and shouts of "Hail the Goddess!" resonated throughout the room. It was a beautiful sight.
Once again, Kurama motioned for silence. "My people! Within the halls of this very YMCA, there is a treasure! An unbelievable treasure, with which you will be able to raise your children, and your children's children, and so on! Hidden within these walls is the largest natural deposit of crack, dope, and weed, and it is ours for the taking!" The crowd cheered again, so loud this time that it echoed throughout the small room. Several people took him much too seriously and began licking the walls. "All you must do to find it is to follow me!" With that, Kurama marched towards the exit, then out of the room, taking a left down the hall. All at once, the members of the newly founded Druggists followed their Goddess, in search of the holy grail of drugs.