Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2012 21:28:30 GMT -6
Dear people of Earth.
This is Danny prophet reporting live from his innerspace, from his mind. Hello everyone.
Are we doing fine tonight?
I feel horrible.
Do you?
Do you?
I think I might be getting cluttered. It’s tough to keep up nowadays. Girls sneaking up behind you. Betrayal at every turn. I’m starting to think E-Pro is just a bunch of crooks running around with an Octopus somewhere in the mix.
No matter.
We’ll be fine. We’ll all be fine.
***********************
I was told I’d be meeting her here. It’s kind of an interesting meeting place. A playground.
There’s a lovely swing with smiley face slide. The loopy eyes glare at me. I feel their judgment. So I lost. So what? There have been plenty of losers who made it big.
You know like....
Certain....
People. I’ll totally think of one later.
Anyway. She comes up to me, black hair, dark leather jacket, big ears, looking some kind of Megan Fox-Dumbo mashup.
The result is not unflattering.
“So you’re the loser?”
“That’s me.” I say.
“I can see why. You don’t look like much. Not surprised you got beat up by a girl.”
“Can’t win ‘em all.”
“Yeah. I’ve heard that. You know not from people with championships belts or anything. But what’re you gonna do? Cry about it.”
“Only real men cry.”
“Yeah, you suck dick too?”
“On occasion.”
Her eyes widen. A little smile curls on my lips. Savor it honey, it doesn’t happen too often.
“So. You wanna get on with this?”
She takes out a small blue pouch, almost a fannie pack, but not quite. Inside is a little red pill.
“Here’s a sample. Should get you focused.”
“You’re not gonna fuck me are you?”
“No baby. I know where your mouth has been. Now be a good little boy and take your medicine.”
Here goes nothing.
**********************************
WHOOOAAAH THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING.
I START DANCING CAUSE LIFE IS OFF THE CHARTS.
I AM AN AMAZON
I AM A WARRIOR
I AM PRETTY SURE I AM DANCING ALONE ON THE SIDE THE STREET BUT WHO CARES
I’M DANIEL FUCKING PROPHET
AND ALL THE UNICORNS CAN SUCK MY PREACHY MOTHERFUCKING TRIDANT COCK!
***************************
That was weird.
Need to cut a promo.
Need to find a better way to lose the voices.
Should probably actually meet some of the people here.
It’s all about connections.
Now for some intimidation.
*********************************
Promo: Daniel, dressed in a nice suit and tie with a cane. It’s all very fancy. He looks up from a newspaper he’s reading.
“Oh hi! I didn’t see you there. See I was just catching up on the news here. Very interesting stuff, Ichi, have you read it? Can you?”
He laughs to himself.
“Well, I just thought I’d give you a nice proper American welcome. You seem so excited to be here. It’s wonderful. You’re like a little child in wonderland.
“But Ichi. This is no place for a kid. This party is for grown ups only. People who can drink and know the finer things in life. Oh you’re little act must be very charming, but charm’s not gonna stop my fist going through your soft little skull.”
A nice hearty laugh from Daniel, like Santa Claus but somehow more disturbing.
He takes out his lighter and lights a cigarette.
“You see. I’m animal in a corner. I need to win. I need to bring you to your knees. There’s nothing more dangerous than a man with something to prove.”
He exhales a big cloud of smoke.
“Don’t get in my way, Ichi.”
“I’d hate to see you get hurt.”
This is Danny prophet reporting live from his innerspace, from his mind. Hello everyone.
Are we doing fine tonight?
I feel horrible.
Do you?
Do you?
I think I might be getting cluttered. It’s tough to keep up nowadays. Girls sneaking up behind you. Betrayal at every turn. I’m starting to think E-Pro is just a bunch of crooks running around with an Octopus somewhere in the mix.
No matter.
We’ll be fine. We’ll all be fine.
***********************
I was told I’d be meeting her here. It’s kind of an interesting meeting place. A playground.
There’s a lovely swing with smiley face slide. The loopy eyes glare at me. I feel their judgment. So I lost. So what? There have been plenty of losers who made it big.
You know like....
Certain....
People. I’ll totally think of one later.
Anyway. She comes up to me, black hair, dark leather jacket, big ears, looking some kind of Megan Fox-Dumbo mashup.
The result is not unflattering.
“So you’re the loser?”
“That’s me.” I say.
“I can see why. You don’t look like much. Not surprised you got beat up by a girl.”
“Can’t win ‘em all.”
“Yeah. I’ve heard that. You know not from people with championships belts or anything. But what’re you gonna do? Cry about it.”
“Only real men cry.”
“Yeah, you suck dick too?”
“On occasion.”
Her eyes widen. A little smile curls on my lips. Savor it honey, it doesn’t happen too often.
“So. You wanna get on with this?”
She takes out a small blue pouch, almost a fannie pack, but not quite. Inside is a little red pill.
“Here’s a sample. Should get you focused.”
“You’re not gonna fuck me are you?”
“No baby. I know where your mouth has been. Now be a good little boy and take your medicine.”
Here goes nothing.
**********************************
WHOOOAAAH THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING.
I START DANCING CAUSE LIFE IS OFF THE CHARTS.
I AM AN AMAZON
I AM A WARRIOR
I AM PRETTY SURE I AM DANCING ALONE ON THE SIDE THE STREET BUT WHO CARES
I’M DANIEL FUCKING PROPHET
AND ALL THE UNICORNS CAN SUCK MY PREACHY MOTHERFUCKING TRIDANT COCK!
***************************
That was weird.
Need to cut a promo.
Need to find a better way to lose the voices.
Should probably actually meet some of the people here.
It’s all about connections.
Now for some intimidation.
*********************************
Promo: Daniel, dressed in a nice suit and tie with a cane. It’s all very fancy. He looks up from a newspaper he’s reading.
“Oh hi! I didn’t see you there. See I was just catching up on the news here. Very interesting stuff, Ichi, have you read it? Can you?”
He laughs to himself.
“Well, I just thought I’d give you a nice proper American welcome. You seem so excited to be here. It’s wonderful. You’re like a little child in wonderland.
“But Ichi. This is no place for a kid. This party is for grown ups only. People who can drink and know the finer things in life. Oh you’re little act must be very charming, but charm’s not gonna stop my fist going through your soft little skull.”
A nice hearty laugh from Daniel, like Santa Claus but somehow more disturbing.
He takes out his lighter and lights a cigarette.
“You see. I’m animal in a corner. I need to win. I need to bring you to your knees. There’s nothing more dangerous than a man with something to prove.”
He exhales a big cloud of smoke.
“Don’t get in my way, Ichi.”
“I’d hate to see you get hurt.”