|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- HADRIAN FOZZCOLT--CUP 8--"MANNY'S ATTEMPT OF SUICIDE" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  Hadrian Fozzcolt  ||  -------> (Cup SRhf008, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The crazy guy came up to me and Jesk at the bus stop. "Hey man! Did you hear about the wedding?" Adrenaline surged through me and I breathed heavy. The guy was disheveled, long unkempt beard and hair, ripped clothes, dirty. "No." was all I could manage to say. "Yeah!" he said, laughing happily. "It's the good one." Me and Jesk stared at the guy in fear. "Ebsekkian, man! He's getting, like, married! You know Ebsekkian!" "Who?" I managed. "Ebsekkian, Evil Master of Weirdness." he said in exaggerated way. We didn't respond, so he continued. "He's taking a bride. You know what her name is? Lightning Elsewhere. She's so hot I could just... I... I could just like eat her up!" I looked over at Jesk and he shrugged. "So you guys going?" he asked us. "Um, I don't know." I said, fiddling around in my pocket for the little pen knife there, as if I could possibly wield it in defense. "You have to kill yourself to go there." he said matter-of-factly. "What?" Jesk blurted out. "Yeah. But I'm invited. They told me to come." "Who?" Jesk asked. "From the world of Evil Weirdness." Jesk shook his head, always the skeptic, and maybe a little too cocky too. "Where do you people come up with this crap?" he said, clearly putting up a front. "Crap?" the nut said. "Crap? It's not crap kid. I get the transmission--every other day, for five minutes." "Yeah?" Jesk said mockingly. "Had to kill twenty people to get it." the weirdo continued. I stiffened and massaged my little knife. Jesk, also, was speechless. The guy came over and sat next to us. "I gotta kill myself soon. The wedding is tomorrow. But..." Shakily, I looked over at him. Jesk, between him and me, was plotting. I could see it in his eyes. "Why kill yourself?" I said. He looked at me, and when our eyes locked, I saw something strange in his eyes--like stars and galaxies moving toward me. "I've been conditioning myself for years so that my spirit will be suitable for passage in the Place of Evil Weirdness. When I die, Ebsekkian will catch my falling soul and bring me to the wedding. I am one of the few." He didn't seem violent or threatening, other than what he was saying. He just seemed, I dunno--calm. Even happy. "How can you be sure of this?" Jesk said, turning to the man. "No one knows what happens after they die." "I do." the guy said with a smile. "I told you I get the transmission. News and important information beamed straight from Evil Weirdness into my head." His eyes drifted off and he smiled a scary smile. "All those I killed in his name--all of them caught by the Man. But consigned to slavery or worse. Not me. A faithful servant like me--we get rewarded." "If you're a murderer why shouldn't we call the police?" Jesk said haltingly. I got the impression he regretted saying it as soon as he did. The man glared at him for a moment, but then smiled. "No, there will be no police. Not once I offer you the gift." "What gift?" Jesk said, breathing heavily. The man smiled, turned away, took a lit, smoking pipe out of his pocket, and crushed it in his hand. "Here it is boys. I killed twenty, and have sworn my life and soul to Ebsekkian." he said. Then, more animated, "The power! You can't imagine! Being able to look inside people, manipulate then. Seeing and commanding elemental forces. Raising chaos and madness! Destroying... And the transmissions... Scenes of such glorious excess and Odditey! Such total SEX and MADNESS!" He turned to us, eyes utterly insane. "YOU'LL BE CUMMING THE WHOLE TIME! YOU CAN'T HOLD BACK WHEN THE TRANSMISSION IS ON!" I stood up and backed away. "Leaving so soon? Before my offer, Poale?" "How... how did you know my name?" "I can see into you. And just like the character you're named after from 'The Aleche Degrasion', you too hold great potential for darkness within you!" -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----