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Post by Clark Kent on Dec 31, 2013 16:31:25 GMT -5
Clark looked up honestly surprised and stood from his squatted position "Oh yea, sure no worries, you're a busy woman" he smiled and extended his hand and shook her softly.
He left with a smile and a lot of notes to go over.
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Jan 7, 2014 18:36:08 GMT -5
Looking down at the box Jess frowned, her head was pounding and she wanted to vomit.
She was essentially in a large closet and nobody had access to it but her so she sat down on a very comfortable and very old throne. It wasn't part of the exhibit therefore she didn't feel responsible for keeping it perfectly in line.
Why do you hate my brother?
So now you want to talk, I just played pong with your left and right brain and you want to bring this all up.
Just answer the question.
Whats in it for me?
I'll stop taking the pills just answer the question
You stop taking the pills and you doom yourself, DOOOM
I'm doomed either-
DOOOOOOOOOOOOOMED
I'M DOOMED EITHER WAY JUST ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION
You really are the most spoiled of sports.
Please-
Fine, but I swear I've answered this before. Maybe it was to myself, maybe I was just chillin in here in on my brain throne and telling myself why I hate that sniveling sack of shit. Yea that was probably it-
Jess pressed her fingers in to her temples Focus!
You are just so pushy, I knew there was I reason I exist. You just don't know how to have fun. Fine fuuuck.
Jess leaned back in her chair, simply speaking to her was enough to wear her out. But there was no time like the present and she was particularly talkative today Thank you.
Look it's simple, you know and I know he didn't properly get his comeuppance. You're half brother has gotten more fucking deals out of life and for what reason? He doesn't deserve the happiness he has and no amount of guilt on his part is going to fix that. The same goes for every single one of those fairly tale creatures you call friends, or those people who's lives you used to run. Those people deserve shit and that's what they'll get. Jesus I thought you'd understand stop trying to think while I'm talking or I'll kick you in your medulla I swear to god. Anyway, I didn't really have a reason before, it was enough that I didn't like him to let me out. Hell it was enough that you blamed Bruce for what created me-
Wait what created you? Jess sat straight up in the throne, eyes wide.
Oh no that's not the discussion were having, were having the master stroke conversation dammit! You blamed Bruce but repressed it so hard that you barely remember it, I can see it, I remember it. I mean I don't operate because of it and god damn am I glad that I exist, because baby you ain't got nothin on me. At first I was just a voice in your head right? Dual Personalities fighting the big battle of good and evil, but see your bag of dog breath brother was right! There is magic in you kid! You're a wizard! Except not, I am, sort of. Shit where was I going with this? Why do you write me in red? I want to be green! Ahh that's better. Anyway look the answer is simple I'm out for revenge against your brother and all others who forced me back inside. That means that vampire bitch, that means that demon guy, if he's even around anymore, that means their hobbit baby, that means Bruce, that means Tony and then I'm going to kill, maim and or destroy everything that I can.
Jess stared at the blank wall across from where she was sitting, horrified and shaking.
Did that answer your question? If not oh well, I'm taking a nap.
"Oh god" she held on to her stomach. Her headache dispersed and she found herself blinking almost uncontrollably until her eyes caught sight of the glowing box "what do I do?"
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