#Marvin & Guy

[devilish-parrot]

Tally Hall themed names for pets:

you can also use this to name your children (or renaming yourself)

If you own a tally hall themed zoo(bin), then you know where to look for names

these are all of course only sugestions. im not forcing you to name you dog zirconium pants.

Most of this isnt serious but if you see some good ideas, go for it. youre welcome in advance

(this has been sitting in my drafts for months and ive lost motivation to finish it but you can roughly guess how it goes)

peoples names:

Zubin

Rob

Ross

Andrew

Joe

Bora

Casey

Marvin

Sally

Steve

Ryan

Colours:

Blue

Yellow

Grey

Green

Red

Orange

Black

Instruments:

Electric guitar

Acoustic guitar

Guitar

Ukuklele

Accordian

Flute

Drum

Piano

Keyboard

Microphone

Amp

Roland Amp

Violin

Bongo

Pair names:

What, When

Circles, Spirals

Birds, Bees (unfortunetly most people will think its a sex ed reference)

Mary-Kate, Ashley (most ppl will think its a direct reference to the olsen twins though)

Juno, Sun

Good, Evil

T, A-L-L-Y

Case, Bass

Click, Flick

Collectable, Delectable

No Answers, No Questions

Bubmle, Mumble

Once, Twice

Where, There

Here, There

Twice, Thrice

Direction, Voice

Double, Bonus

Bung Vulchungo, Zimbabwe Songbirds

Laugh, Kick it back

Rythm, Rhyme

Whether, Whatever

Whether, Anything

Bungalay, Bungalow

Too much, Not enough

Back, Forth

One Thing, Another

Spring, Storm

Enthusiastic, Alive

Silent, Explosive

Over Again, Never Again

Laugh, Clap

Serious, Delirious

Gallows, Ghetto

Town, Meadow

Billows, Over the Sun

End of a time, Another Begun

sky, all the land

Song Lyrics:

MARVINS MARVELOUS MECHANICAL MUSEUM

Good Day

Id like to say hello and welcome you good day

Glass eyes

Nothing

Something

Television

Cardboard houses

Xray Vision

Silly Rhymes

Telephones

Silly games

Periods

Question Marks

2. Greener

Greener

Seconds

Boulders

Weather

Breaking me slowly

Meaner

Cleaner

Greener shade of envy

3. Welcome to Tally Hall

T-A-L-L-Y

Mini Mall

Mega Mart

Eddie Thatch (most ppl will think youre directly referencing blackbeard)

WWTDH

Tizzy Hizzy

Carnival

Tally Hall (not the most creative but whatever)

Automated Players

Suave Fellow

Heterophonic Tunes

Proud Loud Guy

Sipping 'gnac (or Cognac)

Bill Laimbeer

Locksmith

Keys

Badiggle

Unpredictable Games

Antiqueties

English Chap

Knickers

Gall

Sterosonic

Animatronic

Robo-Electronic Ebonics

Quick Distraction

Mechanic Attraction

Good Old-Fashioned Puppet Show

Marionette Quintet

We think we're playing in a band

4. Taken For a Ride

Helpless land

Happy

Sadistic Mystic

Elavator

Fifteen Flights

Creatures

Listening

Painted Whispered Light

Forgotten Hill

Stranded Senate

White Brick House

Lonely Papaerbacks

Tiptoed

Wooden Sign

Lovely

One Secondary Smile

Extra Mile

Chemistry (is gone)

Taken for a Ride

Actor

World Renowned

Last real day of silence

Picture of a Letter

No Secrets (In the door)

5. The Bidding

Mmm-mmmmm-mmmm-mmmm (you have to hum the tune)

Cardboard Box

Liqor shop

Pavlov Dog

(Activate my) Bell

(Not a) Single Lady

Atmosphere

Continent

Hemisphere

Circumvent

Disappear

I graduated at the Top

(I like to take advantage of the) Bourgeoisie

Fantasy

Queen

Couple bucks

Gentlemen

Four Times a Lady

Dont shop Around

The Bidding

He's Sold

6. Be Born

Quite Content

Swimming Pool

Pink-Skinned Babes

Forever Young

See the Sun

Six Inches

Dozen People

Cry

(Follow my) Instruction

Little Ball

Bah/ Dah/ Baheyah

7. Banana Man

Colonel P.T Chester Whitmore

Bung Vulchungo

Zimbabwe Songbirds

Banana man

White Hot Sand

Banana Tree

Banana Flow

Mm mm mm mmm

Flame

Spirit

Spirit Game

Spirit Names

Spirit Cloud

Songbirds

Fire light

uptight

Little Fun

Bungalow

Bumping of the drum

Troubles

Go with the Flow

Whatever you may never know

Beckoning Man

African't

Nine o clock

Busy Town

8. Just Apathy

Just one state of mind

Something better

(no) Perfect find

Why i bother

Consider the Possibility

Im so tired

Inspired

I feel bad

I made her sad

I need to learn

Step blindly

close my eyes

Acting kindly

9. Spring and a Storm

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Please stop complaining

Rain

Ground

Sky

Music

Clouds growled overhead

Thunder

Drained my soul away

Mr moon

Deep

Dark

Eternally high (great name for a giraffe)

Obscure

Star

Silent

Explosive

Create

Universe

Overworked

Re-crown

Creation

Over and over and over again

Never again

10. Two Wuv

little thing

just a fling

solely mine

mural

great eyes

fancies

apartments

enrolled in your school

bee

sadness

passes

im calling from tally hall

say that again slowly

lovliness blossomed

11. Haiku

trying

write

haiku

beyond

ancient asian poetry

lost in the sauce

formulaec verse

forte

tried attempts

lah da dee diddum lah dah dah dum ditto dum doo lah dee doh

sufficient

webster

12. the whole world and you

pretty people

sotries

passing letters

questions answered

metaphysical

astronomical

mystical

magical

la la la la la la la la la la la la

kings

distant cities

servisory

congratulatory

brewing

cooing

revealed the truth

not about me

retract

abstract

concluding

13. Ruler of everything

juno

juno was mad

shot at the sun

sun

wily

wily one only friend

mechanical hands

ruler of everything

ruler

everythung

jackrabbit

dance

zurconium pants

consequental

trance

walk

talk

disintegrates

chalk

wif

job

egocentric

mannerisms

wall

mirror

clearer

standing so tall

slobber

clovers

side of the hill

observing the birds

circle in for the kill

facade

scam

cry

detective undercover brotherhood

objective obscene

flibbity jibbity jibber jabber

word to sell story to tell

ringing the bell

comprehend

ubderstand

you resemble a fool

bumbling dragon

14. Hidden in the sand

playing in the sand

found a little band

bid adieu

buy a pony

15. Mucka Blucka

bluck

ba-bluck

a-bluck

blucka

bluck-bluck

blu-ha-ha

blaaah

mucka blucka

mucka-blah

mucka

mucka ba-ba

ba-ba

blough

blucka

bluck

bow

bluckity

blickity

bluck-bluck-bluck

blick

beeiiish

jerk chicken

Good & Evil

Never meant to know

lay of the land

feather in cap

sun in the sand

offered

together again

the earth can stay below

meat from the bone

perfectly equal

being alone

outermost clime

parts combine to one

around the sun

disarray

the sun the shadows cast

reasons on the other hand

2. &

love of the s*n

martyr claiming friends

either perspective of &

weak, strong

wet, dry

right, wrong

live, die

sane, gone

love, not

we forgot

hear it

dont deny it

high, low

new, old

stop, go

hot, cold

john, yoko

dark, light

good night

lesson fron their fathers

same command

lives stuck beside

words, numbers

sound, silence

stop the peace, keep the violence

no, yes

we digress

sad, hapenis (i know how to spell happiness i just cant unhear "ha penis oh god")

big bad betty

golden rule

jungle meet

nothing to love, no one to beat

thungs we know, things we dont

think, cant, will, wont

loath to gather

together, bereft

capitalists, communists

hokey pokey

hate eachother, love yourselves

heaven, hell

3. you & me

starting out a road

carefully unload

open-eyed

another seed to sow

getaway undone

divine, circular design

do do-do do-do

time, place

points along a line

keep on turning

sitting in the park

carefully remark

better when youre learning

in the dark

keep on turning

turn away and around

ive been coming down

4. cannibal

cavern

place where she can stay

darkness

obsessed

need to feed

willing victim

cannibal

rips out my bones

animal

blood is drained

calls it a game

wound

unimstakeable

dig up the skeletons

believe

corners disguised

phantom of glammer

feeding

conceding

5. who you are

appointment

sitting, waiting, hoping

air, night, airplane

flight overcame

distance

emmiting a glow

holding the thoughts

thinking too often

little aloft

not enough heart

armed to the teeth

fireside

falls down

rose up, rode underground

finding found

6. sacred beast

service of the king

almighty

in control of everything

queen decides

lives, dies

tonight we will sing

love, *humming and whistling*

easiest thing

mission

slay the sacred beast

claim our innocence

wont return

feast

riding high

hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm

easisest thing

mission

claim our innocence

it knows its only truth

made of lies

auht, ever-wise

compromise

other sides of our disguise

seperate peace

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[ombrathefurry]

Do you ever just:

"Welcome to Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical MuseumKnown from coast to coast like butter and toastFrom headlines to bedlinesFrom school rooms to pool roomsNo other place in the contiguous United StatesOr other environments of the worldWelcome"Can I get a T? (T)And if you hit me with the A-L-L-YThen you'd see whyThe Hall is here for y'allThe mini mall is calling us all inSo kids pack up your mom's carBack up the WindstarKick it in drive and arrive at the mega martSlide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties matchOn booty duty like your name was Eddy ThatchW-W-T-H-DWe like to kick it at the universityBut all work and no play makes us crazySo, we jump in the bumping SUVHit the street get the sweet tunes onDo a donut on your mama's front lawnAnd sooner than you knowYou've found the rock 'n' roll showAt the Tizzy Hizzy we'll be goneWe're in the mini mallWorking the carnivalWe like to play it allWelcome to Tally HallThe automated players, I proclaimYellow tie, this suave fellow writesHeterophonic tunes of how love bitesRed the proud loud guy we adore(Is my amp too high?)No, turn it up moreSo Grey in the back sipping 'gnac can hearHe's knocking down the shots like Bill LaimbeerSend home the locksmith, Green's got keysTo unlock the rock in the act, if you pleaseNow open the gatesGive Blue the bassAnd jiggle your badiggle all over the placeWe're in the mini mallWorking the carnivalWe like to play it allWelcome to Tally HallWe're in the mini mallWorking the carnivalWe like to play it allWelcome to Tally HallCan I get a clickFlick off the switchAnd we'll ignite the night in pitchSing songs you like to hearAnd the world will disappearThen we'll be glowing in the darkLighting up the parkRevealing that the Hall is the place that aims to pleaseWith unpredictable games and antiquitiesThe collectables so delectableThe unreliable style's undetectableLike I might rap like an English chapTake you by the knickers and I'll bum your slapYou didn't think we had the gallWell bloody welcome to Tally HallWe're stereosonicWe're animatronicWe're rocking with the robo-electronic EbonicsA quick distractionA mechanic attractionGot a penny in your pocket for the slotRockHey ho, don't you knowIt's a good old-fashioned puppet showThat's right quite the setWe're the marionette quintetWe think we're playing in a bandBut we'd love to give you all a hand(Woo)We're in the mini mallWorking the carnivalWe like to play it allWelcome to Tally HallWe think we're playing in a bandBut we'd love to give you all a handWe think we're playing in a bandBut we'd love to give you all a handWe think we're playing in a bandBut we'd love to give you all a hand

*me waiting to see what chaos unfolds*

NO BOOPS HOW ABOUT BLEPS

yes all the time

[ambrosesystem]

FUCK

Welcome to Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum Known from Coast to Coast like butter and toast From headlines to bread lines From school rooms to pool rooms No other place in the contiguous United States Or other environments of the world Welcome!

Can I get a T? ("T") And if you hit me with the A-L-L-Y Then you'd see why The Hall is here for y'all The mini-mall is calling us all in So kids, pack up your mom's car Back up the Windstar Kick it in drive and arrive at the mega mart Slide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties match On booty duty like your name was Eddie Thatch

W-W-T-H-D We like to kick it at the university But all work and no play makes us crazy So we jump in the bumping SUV Hit the street, get the sweet tunes on Do a donut on your mama's front lawn And sooner than you know You found the rock 'n roll show At the Tizzy Hizzy we'll be gone

We're in the mini-mall Working the carnival We like to play it all Welcome to Tally Hall

Who's to blame? The automated players, I proclaim Yellow tie, this suave fellow writes Heterophonic tunes of how love bites Red, the proud loud guy we adore

"Is my amp too high?" "No, turn it up more!" So Grey in the back, sippin' 'gnac, can hear He's knockin' down the shots like Bill Laimbeer Send home the locksmith, Green's got keys To unlock the rock in the act if you please Now open the case, give Blue the bass And jiggle your boodiggle all over the place

We're in the mini-mall Working the carnival We like to play it all Welcome to Tally Hall

We're in the mini-mall Working the carnival We like to play it all Welcome to Tally Hall

Can I get a click? Flick off the switch And we'll ignite the night in pitch Singing songs you like to hear And the world will disappear

Then we'll be glowing in the dark Lighting up the park Revealing that the Hall is the place that aims to please With unpredictable games and antiquities The collectibles, so delectable The unreliable style's undetectable

Like I might rap like an English chap Take you by the knickers and I'll bum you'll slap You didn't think we had the gall Well, bloody welcome to Tally Hall!

We're stereosonic, we're animatronic We're rappin' with the robo-electronic ebonics A quick distraction, a mechanic attraction Got a penny in your pocket for the slot Rock!

Hey, ho, don't cha know? It's a good old-fashioned puppet show! That's right, quite the set We're the marionette quintet We think we're playing in a band We'd love to give you all a hand Woo!

We're in the mini-mall Working the carnival We like to play it all Welcome to Tally Hall

We think we're playing in a band We'd love to give you all a hand We think we're playing in a band (yarrgh!) We'd love to give you all a hand We think we're playing in a band (aargh!) We'd love to give you all a hand!

[cowboyfleshlight]

Welcome to Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum

Known from coast to coast like butter and toast

From headlines to bedlines

From school rooms to pool rooms

No other place in the contiguous United States

Or other environments of the world

Welcome

Can I get a T? (T)

And if you hit me with the A-L-L-Y

Then you'd see why

The Hall is here for y'all

The mini mall is calling us all in

So kids pack up your mom's car

Back up the Windstar

Kick it in drive and arrive at the mega mart

Slide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties match

On booty duty like your name was Eddy Thatch

W-W-T-H-D

We like to kick it at the university

But all work and no play makes us crazy

So, we jump in the bumping SUV

Hit the street get the sweet tunes on

Do a donut on your mama's front lawn

And sooner than you know

You've found the rock 'n' roll show

At the Tizzy Hizzy we'll be gone

We're in the mini mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

The automated players, I proclaim

Yellow tie, this suave fellow writes

Heterophonic tunes of how love bites

Red the proud loud guy we adore

(Is my amp too high?)

No, turn it up more

So Grey in the back sipping 'gnac can hear

He's knocking down the shots like Bill Laimbeer

Send home the locksmith, Green's got keys

To unlock the rock in the act, if you please

Now open the gates

Give Blue the bass

And jiggle your badiggle all over the place

We're in the mini mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

We're in the mini mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

Can I get a click

Flick off the switch

And we'll ignite the night in pitch

Sing songs you like to hear

And the world will disappear

Then we'll be glowing in the dark

Lighting up the park

Revealing that the Hall is the place that aims to please

With unpredictable games and antiquities

The collectables so delectable

The unreliable style's undetectable

Like I might rap like an English chap

Take you by the knickers and I'll bum your slap

You didn't think we had the gall

Well bloody welcome to Tally Hall

We're stereosonic

We're animatronic

We're rocking with the robo-electronic Ebonics

A quick distraction

A mechanic attraction

Got a penny in your pocket for the slot

Rock

Hey ho, don't you know

It's a good old-fashioned puppet show

That's right quite the set

We're the marionette quintet

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

(Woo)

We're in the mini mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

[softboyscully]

[Intro: Marvin Yagoda]

Welcome to Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum

Known from coast to coast like butter and toast

From headlines to bread lines

From schoolrooms to pool rooms

No other place in the contiguous United States

Or other environs of the world, welcome

[Verse 1: Rob Cantor]

Can I get a T? ("T")

And if you hit me with the A-L-L-Y, then you'd see

Why the Hall is here for y'all

The mini-mall is calling us all in

So kids, pack up your mom's car, back up the Windstar

Kick it in drive and arrive at the mega mart

Slide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties match

On booty duty like your name was Eddie Thatch' (Yarrgh)

W-W-T-H-D?

We like to kick it at the university

But all work and no play makes us crazy

So we jump in the bumping SUV

Hit the street, get the sweet tunes on

Do a donut on your mama's front lawn

And sooner than you know, you've found the rock 'n' roll show

At the Tizzy Hizzy, we'll be gone

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 2: Zubin Sedghi, Joe Hawley, Marvin Yagoda]

"Who's to blame?"

The automated players, I proclaim

Yellow tie, this suave fellow writes

Heterophonic tunes of how love bites

Red, the proud loud guy we adore

"Is my amp too high?" "No, turn it up more!"

So Grey in the back, sippin' 'gnac can hear

He's knockin' down the shots like Bill Laimbeer

Send home the locksmith, Green's got keys

To unlock the rock in the act if you please

Now open the case, give Blue the bass

And jiggle your badiggle all over the place

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 3: Joe Hawley with Zubin Sedghi]

Can I get a click?

Flick off the switch and we'll ignite the night in pitch

Singin' songs you like to hear, and the world will disappear

Then we'll be glowing in the dark, lighting up the park

Revealing that the Hall is the place that aims to please

With unpredictable games and antiquities

The collectibles so delectable

The unreliable style's undetectable!

Like I might rap like an English chap

Take you by the knickers and a bum you'll slap

You didn't think we had the gall

Well, bloody welcome to Tally Hall!

[Bridge: Joe Hawley]

We're stereosonic, we're animatronic

We're rappin' with the robo-electronic ebonics

A quick distraction, a mechanic attraction

Got a penny in your pocket for the slot?

(Rock!)

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor]

Hey, ho, don't'cha know?

It's a good old-fashioned puppet show!

That's right, quite the set

We're the marionette quintet

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

Woo!

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Yarrgh!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Ah!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

what is this from?????????????

[r0b0t-j0n3z]

[Intro: Marvin Yagoda]

Welcome to Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum

Known from coast to coast like butter and toast

From headlines to bread lines

From schoolrooms to pool rooms

No other place in the contiguous United States

Or other environs of the world, welcome

[Verse 1: Rob Cantor]

Can I get a T? ("T")

And if you hit me with the A-L-L-Y, then you'd see

Why the Hall is here for y'all

The mini-mall is calling us all in

So kids, pack up your mom's car, back up the Windstar

Kick it in drive and arrive at the mega mart

Slide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties match

On booty duty like your name was Eddie Thatch' (Yarrgh)

W-W-T-H-D?

We like to kick it at the university

But all work and no play makes us crazy

So we jump in the bumping SUV

Hit the street, get the sweet tunes on

Do a donut on your mama's front lawn

And sooner than you know, you've found the rock 'n' roll show

At the Tizzy Hizzy, we'll be gone

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 2: Zubin Sedghi, Joe Hawley, Marvin Yagoda]

"Who's to blame?"

The automated players, I proclaim

Yellow tie, this suave fellow writes

Heterophonic tunes of how love bites

Red, the proud loud guy we adore

"Is my amp too high?" "No, turn it up more!"

So Grey in the back, sippin' 'gnac can hear

He's knockin' down the shots like Bill Laimbeer

Send home the locksmith, Green's got keys

To unlock the rock in the act if you please

Now open the case, give Blue the bass

And jiggle your badiggle all over the place

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 3: Joe Hawley with Zubin Sedghi]

Can I get a click?

Flick off the switch and we'll ignite the night in pitch

Singin' songs you like to hear, and the world will disappear

Then we'll be glowing in the dark, lighting up the park

Revealing that the Hall is the place that aims to please

With unpredictable games and antiquities

The collectibles so delectable

The unreliable style's undetectable!

Like I might rap like an English chap

Take you by the knickers and a bum you'll slap

You didn't think we had the gall

Well, bloody welcome to Tally Hall!

[Bridge: Joe Hawley]

We're stereosonic, we're animatronic

We're rappin' with the robo-electronic ebonics

A quick distraction, a mechanic attraction

Got a penny in your pocket for the slot?

(Rock!)

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor]

Hey, ho, don't'cha know?

It's a good old-fashioned puppet show!

That's right, quite the set

We're the marionette quintet

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

Woo!

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Yarrgh!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Ah!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

?????qhat

[shortgremlinman]

[Intro: Marvin Yagoda]

Welcome to Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum

Known from coast to coast like butter and toast

From headlines to bread lines

From schoolrooms to pool rooms

No other place in the contiguous United States

Or other environs of the world, welcome

[Verse 1: Rob Cantor]

Can I get a T? ("T")

And if you hit me with the A-L-L-Y, then you'd see

Why the Hall is here for y'all

The mini-mall is calling us all in

So kids, pack up your mom's car, back up the Windstar

Kick it in drive and arrive at the mega mart

Slide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties match

On booty duty like your name was Eddie Thatch' (Yarrgh)

W-W-T-H-D?

We like to kick it at the university

But all work and no play makes us crazy

So we jump in the bumping SUV

Hit the street, get the sweet tunes on

Do a donut on your mama's front lawn

And sooner than you know, you've found the rock 'n' roll show

At the Tizzy Hizzy, we'll be gone

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 2: Zubin Sedghi, Joe Hawley, Marvin Yagoda]

"Who's to blame?"

The automated players, I proclaim

Yellow tie, this suave fellow writes

Heterophonic tunes of how love bites

Red, the proud loud guy we adore

"Is my amp too high?" "No, turn it up more!"

So Grey in the back, sippin' 'gnac can hear

He's knockin' down the shots like Bill Laimbeer

Send home the locksmith, Green's got keys

To unlock the rock in the act if you please

Now open the case, give Blue the bass

And jiggle your badiggle all over the place

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 3: Joe Hawley with Zubin Sedghi]

Can I get a click?

Flick off the switch and we'll ignite the night in pitch

Singin' songs you like to hear, and the world will disappear

Then we'll be glowing in the dark, lighting up the park

Revealing that the Hall is the place that aims to please

With unpredictable games and antiquities

The collectibles so delectable

The unreliable style's undetectable!

Like I might rap like an English chap

Take you by the knickers and a bum you'll slap

You didn't think we had the gall

Well, bloody welcome to Tally Hall!

[Bridge: Joe Hawley]

We're stereosonic, we're animatronic

We're rappin' with the robo-electronic ebonics

A quick distraction, a mechanic attraction

Got a penny in your pocket for the slot?

(Rock!)

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor]

Hey, ho, don't'cha know?

It's a good old-fashioned puppet show!

That's right, quite the set

We're the marionette quintet

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

Woo!

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Yarrgh!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Ah!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

Got this banger on cd

[kari69a-deactivated20220420]

[Intro: Marvin Yagoda]

Welcome to Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum

Known from coast to coast like butter and toast

From headlines to bread lines

From schoolrooms to pool rooms

No other place in the contiguous United States

Or other environs of the world, welcome

[Verse 1: Rob Cantor]

Can I get a T? ("T")

And if you hit me with the A-L-L-Y, then you'd see

Why the Hall is here for y'all

The mini-mall is calling us all in

So kids, pack up your mom's car, back up the Windstar

Kick it in drive and arrive at the mega mart

Slide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties match

On booty duty like your name was Eddie Thatch' (Yarrgh)

W-W-T-H-D?

We like to kick it at the university

But all work and no play makes us crazy

So we jump in the bumping SUV

Hit the street, get the sweet tunes on

Do a donut on your mama's front lawn

And sooner than you know, you've found the rock 'n' roll show

At the Tizzy Hizzy, we'll be gone

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 2: Zubin Sedghi, Joe Hawley, Marvin Yagoda]

"Who's to blame?"

The automated players, I proclaim

Yellow tie, this suave fellow writes

Heterophonic tunes of how love bites

Red, the proud loud guy we adore

"Is my amp too high?" "No, turn it up more!"

So Grey in the back, sippin' 'gnac can hear

He's knockin' down the shots like Bill Laimbeer

Send home the locksmith, Green's got keys

To unlock the rock in the act if you please

Now open the case, give Blue the bass

And jiggle your badiggle all over the place

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 3: Joe Hawley with Zubin Sedghi]

Can I get a click?

Flick off the switch and we'll ignite the night in pitch

Singin' songs you like to hear, and the world will disappear

Then we'll be glowing in the dark, lighting up the park

Revealing that the Hall is the place that aims to please

With unpredictable games and antiquities

The collectibles so delectable

The unreliable style's undetectable!

Like I might rap like an English chap

Take you by the knickers and a bum you'll slap

You didn't think we had the gall

Well, bloody welcome to Tally Hall!

[Bridge: Joe Hawley]

We're stereosonic, we're animatronic

We're rappin' with the robo-electronic ebonics

A quick distraction, a mechanic attraction

Got a penny in your pocket for the slot?

(Rock!)

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor]

Hey, ho, don't'cha know?

It's a good old-fashioned puppet show!

That's right, quite the set

We're the marionette quintet

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

Woo!

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Yarrgh!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Ah!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

what does this say i'm sexy

[skreekies]

[Intro: Marvin Yagoda]

Welcome to Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum

Known from coast to coast like butter and toast

From headlines to bread lines

From schoolrooms to pool rooms

No other place in the contiguous United States

Or other environs of the world, welcome

[Verse 1: Rob Cantor]

Can I get a T? ("T")

And if you hit me with the A-L-L-Y, then you'd see

Why the Hall is here for y'all

The mini-mall is calling us all in

So kids, pack up your mom's car, back up the Windstar

Kick it in drive and arrive at the mega mart

Slide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties match

On booty duty like your name was Eddie Thatch' (Yarrgh)

W-W-T-H-D?

We like to kick it at the university

But all work and no play makes us crazy

So we jump in the bumping SUV

Hit the street, get the sweet tunes on

Do a donut on your mama's front lawn

And sooner than you know, you've found the rock 'n' roll show

At the Tizzy Hizzy, we'll be gone

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 2: Zubin Sedghi, Joe Hawley, Marvin Yagoda]

"Who's to blame?"

The automated players, I proclaim

Yellow tie, this suave fellow writes

Heterophonic tunes of how love bites

Red, the proud loud guy we adore

"Is my amp too high?" "No, turn it up more!"

So Grey in the back, sippin' 'gnac can hear

He's knockin' down the shots like Bill Laimbeer

Send home the locksmith, Green's got keys

To unlock the rock in the act if you please

Now open the case, give Blue the bass

And jiggle your badiggle all over the place

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 3: Joe Hawley with Zubin Sedghi]

Can I get a click?

Flick off the switch and we'll ignite the night in pitch

Singin' songs you like to hear, and the world will disappear

Then we'll be glowing in the dark, lighting up the park

Revealing that the Hall is the place that aims to please

With unpredictable games and antiquities

The collectibles so delectable

The unreliable style's undetectable!

Like I might rap like an English chap

Take you by the knickers and a bum you'll slap

You didn't think we had the gall

Well, bloody welcome to Tally Hall!

[Bridge: Joe Hawley]

We're stereosonic, we're animatronic

We're rappin' with the robo-electronic ebonics

A quick distraction, a mechanic attraction

Got a penny in your pocket for the slot?

(Rock!)

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor]

Hey, ho, don't'cha know?

It's a good old-fashioned puppet show!

That's right, quite the set

We're the marionette quintet

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

Woo!

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Yarrgh!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Ah!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

okay!

[localplaguenurse]

[Intro: Marvin Yagoda]

Welcome to Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum

Known from coast to coast like butter and toast

From headlines to bread lines

From schoolrooms to pool rooms

No other place in the contiguous United States

Or other environs of the world, welcome

[Verse 1: Rob Cantor]

Can I get a T? ("T")

And if you hit me with the A-L-L-Y, then you'd see

Why the Hall is here for y'all

The mini-mall is calling us all in

So kids, pack up your mom's car, back up the Windstar

Kick it in drive and arrive at the mega mart

Slide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties match

On booty duty like your name was Eddie Thatch' (Yarrgh)

W-W-T-H-D?

We like to kick it at the university

But all work and no play makes us crazy

So we jump in the bumping SUV

Hit the street, get the sweet tunes on

Do a donut on your mama's front lawn

And sooner than you know, you've found the rock 'n' roll show

At the Tizzy Hizzy, we'll be gone

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 2: Zubin Sedghi, Joe Hawley, Marvin Yagoda]

"Who's to blame?"

The automated players, I proclaim

Yellow tie, this suave fellow writes

Heterophonic tunes of how love bites

Red, the proud loud guy we adore

"Is my amp too high?" "No, turn it up more!"

So Grey in the back, sippin' 'gnac can hear

He's knockin' down the shots like Bill Laimbeer

Send home the locksmith, Green's got keys

To unlock the rock in the act if you please

Now open the case, give Blue the bass

And jiggle your badiggle all over the place

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Verse 3: Joe Hawley with Zubin Sedghi]

Can I get a click?

Flick off the switch and we'll ignite the night in pitch

Singin' songs you like to hear, and the world will disappear

Then we'll be glowing in the dark, lighting up the park

Revealing that the Hall is the place that aims to please

With unpredictable games and antiquities

The collectibles so delectable

The unreliable style's undetectable!

Like I might rap like an English chap

Take you by the knickers and a bum you'll slap

You didn't think we had the gall

Well, bloody welcome to Tally Hall!

[Bridge: Joe Hawley]

We're stereosonic, we're animatronic

We're rappin' with the robo-electronic ebonics

A quick distraction, a mechanic attraction

Got a penny in your pocket for the slot?

(Rock!)

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor]

Hey, ho, don't'cha know?

It's a good old-fashioned puppet show!

That's right, quite the set

We're the marionette quintet

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

Woo!

[Chorus 1: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We're in the mini-mall

Working the carnival

We like to play it all

Welcome to Tally Hall

[Chorus 2: Joe Hawley, Rob Cantor, Zubin Sedghi]

We think we're playing in a band

But we'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Yarrgh!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

We think we're playing in a band ("Ah!")

We'd love to give you all a hand

lmao I only know like... I think technically five Tally Hall songs? Turn The Lights Off, The Bidding, Ruler of Everything, and then also Break It Down and Mind Electric. I know those last two aren't Tally Hall Tally Hall but they're associated I've heard.

[vidavalor]

Can we talk about how Bucky isn’t jealous of Sam, he’s jealous of *Steve*?

In another kind of romance (or even just friendship story, let’s be real), The Lover/Friend From Before would be highly likely to be jealous of The Current Lover/Friend. For sure, back in the ‘40s, Bucky was jealous of Peggy but by the time we get to the current era, while Bucky for sure still has complicated feelings for Steve, he’s not actually ever jealous of Sam. Whatever else he and Steve are, Bucky loves him unconditionally and just acts grateful to Sam that he was there to watch Steve’s back. That is *very* generous for a man who was undoubtedly in love with Steve for most of his life-- which, at that point, accounted for most of the time he was in control of his own mind. But it really kicks into gear in TFATWS. 

While Bucky’s projecting all over the shield, he’s telling himself it’s *just* representative of Steve and all the family that Bucky had left but it’s also really Bucky himself. Bucky had gone off the grid a bit and not answered Sam’s texts and then he saw Sam retire the shield and was so deep in his trauma that he personalized it-- it’s not just about Steve but about him. It’s about leaving the shield in the museum exhibit of Steve, a place where Bucky literally *is part of* the exhibit, and saying that’s the past and it hit Bucky at the worst possible time-- as he was trying to find a way to get over enough to make a life in the modern era. (I’m not criticizing Sam’s very valid reasons for not taking up the shield. I’m saying they were on their own journeys with it and not really communicating or being in a place to fully appreciate the other’s POVs and that largely is on Bucky, as he was the one whose PTSD was keeping him from answering Sam’s texts.) 

But Bucky goes on this journey where we learn that not only is he jealous of anything presently in Sam’s world that gets his attention-- Redwing, Torres-- but he’s also jealous of the gone Steve, maybe every bit as much as Sam is when it comes to Bucky. The Marvin Gaye scene is Bucky literally so petty over it, in a total snit of jealousy, and Sam failing to see what he means because it’s actually *Sam* who let Zemo get in his head. 

Bucky never actually says he didn’t like Marvin Gaye. He probably actually loved it, not even just “liked it”, like he said he did, but he knows that it was in Steve’s notebook and he when he hears that it was Sam who suggested it, it triggers nothing but pure jealousy in Bucky-- not of Sam having a private thing with Steve but of *Steve* getting to have close, intimate music-and-life discussions and the attention and affection of *Sam*, with whom Bucky has completely fallen in love. He wants Sam to see him as more than Steve’s friend (ironically, what Sam also wants Bucky to do-- to see Sam as more than just Steve’s friend) and is frustrated by the comparison. Bucky’s like oh, great, decades later and him not even here anymore and I’m *still* invisible to everyone compared to Steve... 

So, he says he liked Marvin Gaye but he’s doing it in a way to just kind of keep from screaming: “I’M NOT AWESOME LIKE STEVE, I KNOW!” at Sam. Bucky didn’t mean it as a condemnation of Sam himself, not realizing how much Sam identifies so personally with Marvin Gaye’s music and when Zemo stirs it up to amuse himself by amping up the political side of the conversation by making it seem like Bucky couldn’t understand Sam if he wasn’t an instantaneous Marvin Gaye devotee, Bucky was just like... I f*cking hate you both right now. 

“I like ‘40s music, so...” is both petty and a burn that neither Sam nor Zemo really see, further alienating Bucky a bit. On one level, he’s saying “okay, well, I guess you think I can’t understand you and you won’t understand me, either, as you just think I’m this dusty relic from another era-- the pathetic old guy in love with Steve. You’re never going to see beyond that so f*ck you.” On another level, it’s a nod to the fact that the music of the late ‘30s and early ‘40s that he’s referencing-- big band and swing-- is literally considered the forefather to everything that came after it in American music. The first blend of predominantly Black jazz and predominantly white orchestral music to form what would be considered an uniquely American sound that provided the foundation for an evolution into rock ‘n roll-- and r&b/soul music. The music of Marvin Gaye and its popularity exists as a result *of* the kind of music Bucky grew up, all of which was equally progressive and revolutionary for its time (and as popular) as Marvin Gaye was in his. The comment is a pushback against Sam’s characterization of him as old and clueless but is also just equal parts frustration with how Sam can’t seem to love him the way that he loved Steve. 

He’s like ugh, I’m going to have to jump out of more planes, aren’t I? 

It makes the sheer over-the-top-ness of his wooing in Delacroix even funnier. He’s like how many heavy things do I have to lift? How much of this boat do I need to fix? How many times can I stand in front of you and stretch in a tight t-shirt until you get it, Sam? 

Sam:

[jesterjamz]

HI IM TUMBLR USER JESTERJAMZ AND WATCH WHAT I CAN DOWelcome to Marvin's Marvellous Mechanical Museum Known from coast to coast like butter and toast From inland to Finland Uluru to Peru No other place is continued in the United States Or other environments of the world Welcome Can I get a T? ("T") And if you hit me with the A L L Y Then you'd see why The Hall is here for y'all The mini mall is calling us all in So kids, pack up your mom's car Back up the Windstar Kick it in drive and arrive at the mega mart Slide the side hatch with pride 'cause your ties match On booty duty like your name was Eddie Thatch W W T H D We like to kick it at the university But all work and no play makes us crazy So we jump in the bumping SUV Hit the street get the sweet tunes on Do a donut on your momma's front lawn And sooner than you know You found the rock'n'roll show At the Tizzy Hizzy we'll be gone We're in the mini mall Working the carnival We like to play it all Welcome to Tally Hall "Who's to blame?" The automated players, I proclaim Yellow tie, this suave fellow writes Heterophonic tunes of how love bites Red, the proud loud guy we adore "Is my amp too high?" "No, turn it up more!" So Grey in the back, sippin' 'gnac, can hear He's knockin' down the shots like Bill Laimbeer Send home the locksmith, Green's got keys To unlock the rock in the act if you please Now open the case, give Blue the bass And jiggle your badigle all over the place We're in the mini mall Working the carnival We like to play it all Welcome to Tally Hall Can I get a click Flick off the switch And we'll ignite the night in pitch Singin' songs you like to hear And the world will disappear Then we'll be glowing in the dark Lighting up the park Revealing that the Hall is the place that aims to please With unpredictable games and antiquities The collectibles so delectable The unreliable style's undetectable Like I might rap like an English chap Take you by the knickers and a bum you'll slap You didn't think we had the gall Well, bloody welcome to Tally Hall! We're stereosonic, we're animatronic We're rappin' with the robolectronic ebonics A quick distraction, a mechanic attraction Got a penny in your pocket for the slot Rock! Hey, ho, don't'cha know? It's a good old-fashioned puppet show! That's right, quite the set With a marionette quintet We think we're playing in a band We'd love to give you all a hand Woo! We're in the mini mall Working the carnival We like to play it all Welcome to Tally Hall We think we're playing in a band We'd love to give you all a hand We think we're playing in a band We'd love to give you all a hand

JFLKDSFJFDLSKFJDLFDS YOU WIN. YOU WIN THATS. YEA. YUP THATS ME

[kendrene]

I watch MMA, and theres a dude from Italy called Marvin Vettori and hes always so fucking angry.... is that a typical italian trait for Italian Males? coz the guy is always always ALWAYS angry... id not be surprised if he was pissed at the wind for blowing in his general direction

Lol I think it's more of a trait for people that do combat sports. Although there is a tennis player Fognini who is like the italian version of McEnroe. But generally speaking the men I know/are friends with/work with are chill dudes. I do think certain sports also amp up the aggression for the show/shock value.

[daggerzine]

Celebrity Mixtape Party #3 with celebrity musical guest Jonathan Segel!

Big thanks to our Stockholm correspondent for giving a listen to mixtape number three. I had as much fun reading Jonathan's musings as I did making the mix.

The Neats - 6 

I had a thing against this band because of their use of a capital-Lamdba as an A on their band logo, so I always read it as “The Nelts” and by the time I finally understood it was “The Neats” I wasn’t interested. This song is an obvious love poem to 96 Tears, with the organ sound and spy-riff guitar. Nice Pebbles-type music, the lyrics are stupid.

The Chills - I Think I Thought of Nothing Left To Think About 

Chills are great, I have always been a fan of the NZ scene, so many good bands. “Driving yet melodic” as they used to say

The Mantles - Don't Cross Town 

Nice simple melody guitar intro. Indie band quality recording, good for those in the know (I’m not, though.) Again, the classic guitar/organ with the bass and drums. These guys sound like they learned how to play in order toto form this band.

Magazine - Touch and Go 

Nice edgy new wave from Magazine! This is classic stuff, heard on KDVS when I was in high school, making rock music what it needed to be. Listening now, I can hear the glam in it as well.

Naked Raygun - Rollerqueen 

Bass driven rock music with droney scream vocals, I guess it was considered punk at the time. But it’s a love song! About a big legged lady, no less. From the punk styles that used Marshall amps, yet claimed to hate the big rockers of the 70s.

The Names - Floating World

Back to the classic 80s organ/chugging guitar/arpeggios with a chorus pedal. I’m glad people made records like this, nobody would tolerate singing like this these days unless it was from teenagers. “let’s go away, far.” 

Unrest - Vibe Out 

“Vibe out”, vocoded. Bass riff central again, eventually we get to the almost-in-tune girl vocal pair, which I have to say, makes me happy. There’s something about it that makes me happy, especially the suspensions. All strummy strum, downstrokes on the bass, with that pair of crooners melodicizing.

Slant 6 - 30/30 Vision 

Ok now we’re in proto-math rock territory, awesome riffs and key changes, great sounds from the guitars and bass. Spoken vocals, again, the almost in tune girl melodics that just get me. Great build to new sections! Faster pace, and a weird phrase for the chorus “30/30 vision” then back to the slow bass riff. I think I would have loved these guys live, never saw them!

New Order - Ceremony 

The most pop track so far, most of these bands with the bass-riff intros probably copped it from these guys. This is a great track (and I’m not a super NO fan) with great simple melody and strong guitar and bass parts. I obviously stole something from this song for a song on the second CVB album, “Chain of Circumstance”.

The Sound - Unwritten Law (7" version) 

Back to the garage, cool guitar riff on two janglers going slightly stretched tuning wise. I haven’t heard it before. “a hand is a hand a knife is a knife”. Where did these guys come from and where did they go?

Happy Refugees - Enshrined In a Memory 

Another 7”, again I’m not in on this band, sounds cool, sort of Fall-ish delivery but with the REM jangle. I’m gonna get good at music trivia.

Television Personalities - Reaching For The Stars 

I know these guys, had many albums, so my trivia knowledge is influenced by KDVS. And

The Three Johns - Brainbox 

Nice strong song, good recording, complete with the major key anthem fade out.

The Pooh Sticks - Time to Time 

Welsh post punks garage rocking it

The Primitives - I'll Be Your Mirror 

More 80s bands mirroring the Velvet Underground?

Biff Bang Pow - 7 Seconds 

Like UK’s own Paisley Underground. I guess most of this tape is 80s/early 90s Brit snark mixed with a bit of acid.

Party Day - Carousel 

Early Goth! This type of bass and to a certain extent guitar, are why I thought the Cocteau Twins were goth at the start, same early 1980s era.

Mick Trouble - Tales of Hank Marvin 

(Mick trouble, really? Tales of Hank Marvin! The throwback nostalgia to Hank, doing up the old strummy guitar. It also reminds me a bit of TV P’s)

Bad Sports - Can't Just Be Friends 

This is like a love note note 7”. Every time I go you can put me on your stereo.

The Unknowns - Not My Memory 

Early 80s when the new wave was crashing and nobody knew what the genre enclosed. I like the way he clucks like a chicken.

Julian Cope - I've Got Levitation 

Man, Julian Cope. Was high. That super crack midrange snare is like hyped up Rolling Stones, with this blues progression. He was into cutting high and low end to squeeze more volume out of analog gear. Punchy! You can sort of see where this is going in terms of UK drug and rave culture.

Abecedarians -They Said Tomorrow/Wildflower 

I liked these guys, DIY post punk Californians. Sort of into the texture as much as the notes. Moar reeverb!

Red Zebra - The Art of Conversation 

Don’t know them, I think…Belgian punkers. Sounds pretty emo these days. Nice gothy chorus on bass and digital delay on guitar. And freaky ending!

Wire - The 15th  

Monks of Doom covered this song relatively recently on What’s Left For Kicks (2006) so that version almost supplanted this version! Wire is so weird, they’re always great but somehow unknowable. Like what are they actually talking about? Is it as dire as they make it sound? Love their style with all the direct downstrokes on the guitar and the organ.

The House of Love - Road 

Taking the goth and post punk signifiers to the bank via high end production. Emo vocals moving out of the underground. This was toward the end of the A&R

Rote Kapelle - San Francisco Again (partial) 

This is obscure. Cool indie (SF, I guess?) boys and girls

Veronica Falls - Bad Feeling 

Unknown, cool song, more recent indie Scottish boys and girls?

Close Lobsters - Sewer Pipe Dream 

80s Scots, jangly Enigma Records stuff. Nice song, good sounds with the jangles and the fuzz. 80s compulsory snarky lyrics, as usual.

....and here’s the mix!

https://soundcloud.com/user-292047766/jonathan-segel-mix?ref=clipboard&p=a&c=1

[bing-fucker]

Plot twist, Remus was amping up his annoyingness and grossness just so when Anti is all fed up and says "UGH IS THERE ANYTHING THAT WILL GET YOU TO SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE" Remus can then say "lemme fuck you and I'll shut up for the rest of the day". It was all part of his master plan to get at Anti's twink ass

Remus is an evil master mind and I love him for it. Also, I'm using this ask to write it because y'all have given me far too many ideas for this, and if I have to suffer with my thoughts, so do you. Also, just for Hearts Anon, I did mention Anti bottoming for Dark. So there.

Also, I can't add read more links on my phone, so I'm sorry.

Warnings: Remus being Remus, mentions of wound-fucking and blood play, Anti's throat wound, mentions of suicide, dildos used as gags, use of the term "glitch bitch" in a sexual context, Remus licks Anti's throat slit. Ask me to add as necessary!

Meeting the Sides was supposed to be exciting! It was supposed to be fun and cool, because the Sides were new and it was fun to meet new people. Schneep had immediately latched onto Logan, and the two were talking about math so quickly that Anti wasn't even sure they were speaking English (he did, actually, hear some German words occasionally). Marvin and Jackie had both quickly been dragged off by Roman, Chase was speaking to Patton and Deceit, and JJ awkwardly teaching Virgil some Sign.

Which left Anti, who would have much rather been left alone. Unfortunately, however, Anti was not alone. No, instead, Anti had been annoyed all day by one Duke Remus Sanders. Remus was, to put it simply, fascinated by Anti. And, specifically, Anti's neck wound. Anti had attempted to escape him by going outside, but that just got him followed.

"Hey, if someone fucked your throat wound, would it be, like, deep-deep throating?" Remus asked, looking around the backyard of the Sides' house. "Or! Or! If you sucked someone's dick, could it go through the slit?" Remus looked back at Anti, who was sitting on the porch steps, looking exhausted. Remus leaned closer to Anti and poked his throat wound.

"Don't feckin' do that, you eejit!" Anti exclaimed, slapping Remus' hand away. "It isn't all the way cut through, dumbass, that isn't how biology works!"

"Have you tried it?" Remus asked, cocking his head curiously.

"No!"

"Then how do you know?"

"Because I'm not feckin' decapitated, this isn't just a hole in my throat!" Anti groaned and stood, stomping back into the house. It had been like this for the five hours that him and the others were visiting the Sides, and he was very close to taking Dark's advice and trying to kill himself again. Or maybe killing Remus. Either were ideas that would work.

Anti stomped into the living room, where most of the others were gathered. Remus followed behind him quickly, rambling on about something Anti wasn't paying attention to and never had been.

"Oh, for feck's sake!" Anti exclaimed, stopping and turning to look at Remus, who stilled and cocked his head curiously. "What do I have to do to get you to leave me alone!?"

Remus grinned wide. "Let me fuck you and I'll leave you alone for the rest of the day." Anti heard the very distinct sound of Schneep cursing in surprise, and even a surprised laugh from Chase.

"Are you serious?" Anti asked, glaring at Remus.

"Deadly so," Remus agreed, grinning wider.

Anti glared harder. Was it worth it? The average man lasted three to ten minutes, to be fair. So it was three to ten minutes of Anti's life for hours of piece. "Fine," he said, drawing more surprised curses and laughs from Henrik and Chase. "But you don't touch my neck."

Remus looked shocked for a second, then grinned and grabbed Anti's hand, quickly sinking down and subsequently dragging the glitch out of the living room and into Remus' room. Anti looked around the room, glitching in annoyance.

"Wow. Great decorating skills," he said sarcastically. Remus' room was dark, messy, and probably a health hazard.

"Thank you!" Remus replied, seemingly mistaking Anti's sarcasm for genuine admiration.

"Yeah, whatever." Anti sighed and turned back towards Remus, opening his mouth to say something else. However his words were quickly cut off by the duke crashing his lips against Anti's. Anti yelped into the kiss, fumbling with his hands hand a second before settling them on Remus' hips.

"Jaysus feck!" Anti exclaimed, pulling away from the kiss briefly. "Warn a guy!"

"I thought the whole 'let me fuck you and I'll leave you alone' bit worked as a warning," Remus replied, moving to kiss at Anti's throat and frowning when he remembered. "How am I supposed to do foreplay if I can't mark your throat!?"

"Try taking off my shirt, asshole," Anti replied, pushing Remus away and pulling his shirt off. "There are other places to mark someone!"

"Works for me," Remus replied, quickly taking off his own shirt and shoving Anti onto the bed.

"Ask me to do things, don't just shove me!" Anti hissed, glitching slightly as he arranged himself on the bed.

"That's boring," Remus replied, straddling Anti's thighs and quickly setting to work marking up the glitch's shoulders and collarbones. "Hey, is it going to bleed? Like, while I'm fucking you?"

"You're feckin' disgusting," Anti replied, voice glitching into a soft moan when Remus licked around his nipple.

Remus didn't respond, only ground against Anti's thigh lightly. Anti winced slightly, suddenly very much reminded that the only time he'd bottomed before was when losing a fight to Dark- and Remus was shaping up to be quite a bit rougher than Dark.

"You hump like a wild animal," Anti hissed, holding back a sound as he shifted beneath Remus and was reminded of his own cock, straining in too-tight skinny jeans.

"Yes, well, it's one of my charms," Remus responded, sitting back slightly to admire the mass of dark bruises he'd left littering Anti's shoulders, chest, and collarbones. Anti glared weakly up at him, earning a sigh. "Are you going to glare the entire time?"

"Until you do something that's worth me not, yes," Anti replied.

Remus shrugged and climbed off of Anti, roughling yanking the glitch's jeans and boxers off in one smooth motion. Anti yelped, gripping Remus' hair as the duke lifted his legs in the air and pressed his face right against Anti's entrance.

"What is with you not warning people!?" Anti exclaimed, blushing and staring down at Remus in shock. Remus just shrugged and licked around Anti's hole wetly, drawing a startled moan from the glitch.

"Y-you're doing horribly," Anti commented, words falsified by the high-pitched, glitching moans he gave as Remus ate him out.

"You say that," Remus replied, pulling back slightly. "And yet every other part of you disagrees." As if to prove his point, he dragged his finger up the underside of Anti's achingly hard cock. Anti yelped, hips bucking up in response.

"See, look at that," Remus purred, snapping his fingers and locking Anti's legs into previously unseen stir-ups. He pulled away to undress himself. "You seem so open for me. Pity your mouth can't quite shut up."

"What are you gonna do, gag me?" Anti replied, blushing brightly at the lewd position Remus had put him in.

"You know," Remus commented, standing and walking to a chest of drawers across the room. "That's not a half bad idea. Let's test something out." Anti craned his neck to try and see what Remus was doing, blushing more as he became more excited at the mystery.

"There we go," Remus purred, returning to Anti's side with something hidden behind his back. "Open wide, my dear glitch bitch." Anti rolled his eyes at the name, but opened his mouth obediently, silently justifying his obedience by saying it was for the sake of being left alone. Anti's eyes once again widened as Remus shoved a rather sizable dildo down his throat, reflexive tears almost immediately springing to his eyes as he glared at the duke.

"Well, that was disappointing," Remus observed. "You were right." Anti rolled his eyes as if to say 'Duh, of course I was'.

"Don't get snippy," Remus laughed, climbing back onto the bed and between Anti's lifted legs. "You look rather beautiful, you know. All spread out and silenced. I bet you'd look even prettier with your lips wrapped around a cock."

Anti blushed and moaned around the dildo in his throat at the praise, arching his back as Remus slowly pushed the head of his cock into him.

"Oh," Remus breathed, watching the demon beneath him as he pushed fully inside. "Somehow I didn't peg you as the praise type. Hah! Peg!" Anti rolled his eyes again, letting out a muffled moan as Remus angled his hips and pressed against Anti's prostate.

"You feel so good," Remus purred, waiting less than a minute for Anti to adjust before setting a punishing pace. "Better than I imagined." Anti's eyes fluttered closed as Remus continued, moaning desperately around the dildo down his throat.

"Fuck, you're hot," Remus praised, gently stroking Anti's cock as he fucked him. Anti moaned loudly, not even caring as Remus leaned down and licked along his wound. Anti whimpered and moaned desperately around his gag, bucking back against Remus' thrusts as he came far too quickly for his own liking.

"That's very cute," Remus grunted, thrusts becoming erratic and even rougher as he came close to his own orgasm. "How quickly you came just from getting fucked. We should do this more often~" Anti didn't even have the coherancy to roll his eyes in response, or be disgusted when Remus came inside of him.

Remus pulled away with a soft laugh, licking his lips at the sight Anti made and staring for a few minutes. Eventually, he released Anti's legs from their stir-ups and pulled the dildo from the glitch's throat, impassively watching Anti gasp and choke for breath for a few seconds before offering a bottle of water.

"There we go," Remus laughed, getting dressed and tossing Anti his clothes. "That was fun wasn't it?"

"Ah!" Anti made a gesture for Remus to shut up when he was coherant enough to start getting dressed. "You said you'd leave me alone!"

"Does that have to start now?" Remus whined, watching Anti get dressed with a pout.

"Yes," Anti replied, pulling his shirt on. "Yes it does." With that, the glitch turned and stormed off, followed closely by the laughing duke.

Anti collapsed on the living room couch gratefully, looking forward to spending the rest of the visit in silence. Silence which he only got to enjoy for about ten minutes.

"Guys," Jackie said, voice soft. Anti groaned and looked away from his phone, looking at Jackie, who was now holding a sleeping Jameson, the youngest clinging to the hero like a koala. "Get your stuff, okay? We're gonna head home."

Anti stared in shock. He did all of that for ten minutes!? He could've put up with Remus for all that time! Not that he was too bothered about getting to fuck the other man, but still! It was the principle of it! Ten minutes!

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" Anti exclaimed, his loud voice joined by Schneep and Chase's loud laughter.

[crystalninjaphoenix]

Chaos Theory

Part Ten

(Finale. I scheduled this whole series so the final part would go up on Halloween. This fic is my spooky special! Hope you guys have enjoyed reading as much as I’ve had fun writing <3)

"I hate this guy so much,” Marvin muttered. “He gives us no information, then makes us climb stairs.”

He also tried to kill us, JJ added.

“Well, that’s a given.”

Chase didn’t participate in the banter. He was too busy making sure Schneep was getting up the staircase well enough. A difficult job, when his friend kept stumbling and tripping over the steps. Chase was going to make sure nothing happened to him. Because god, he’d spent the last few hours terrified and grieving and he wasn’t going to let that repeat ever again.

“Huh. There’s a door. The last staircase didn’t have a door.” Marvin stepped aside so the others could see the metal door blocking their way to the third floor.

Chase frowned. “That looks...ominous. But, well, we have to open it, so do it already.”

Marvin nodded, grabbed the handle, and with a heave he pushed the door open. The four staggered into the room beyond.

A voice rang out. “Welcome, everyone, to the final challenge!”

The room was brightly-lit, studio lights shining into every shadowy corner. Cameras were set up around the walls, and the walls themselves were lined with screens. A few were linked to the cameras in the room, but many showed areas around the city, including the exteriors and interiors of all the buildings that the group had visited during the course of this twisted game.

“Guys!” A voice shouted, followed by a clattering rattle.

Part of the room was blocked off, a wire mesh reaching from floor-to-ceiling, caging off a corner. Inside the blocked-off section was Jackie, fingers poking through the mesh holes as he shook it.

“Jackie!” Marvin shouted, distressed.

What happened? JJ asked.

“What happened was this fucking coward decided to shoot me with a dart and I passed out,” Jackie said, scowling. “But nevermind about that. Are you okay? Wait...wait, Henrik?!”

“Surprise, he’s alive!” Chase said, smiling despite the situation. Schneep managed to focus on Jackie and give a small wave.

“Oh my god.” Jackie shook his head, grabbing his hair with his hands. “Oh my god,” he repeated with a breathy laugh and a smile. But that relief faded to confusion. “How, though? I-I saw—”

“What you saw was no more than a clever—and expensive—ruse,” a voice said. “Believe it or not, finding really good fake bodies is pretty difficult. Especially if you’re not going to explain what you’re using them for.”

Everyone’s attention turned towards the source of the voice. On the opposite wall, an especially large screen was mounted on the wall, displaying a blank red image. Underneath the screen was what looked like a makeshift control panel, a desk with all sorts of electronic, technical devices, wires running from consoles of buttons and disappearing into the walls. In front of the control station was a simple swivel desk chair. And sitting in the chair was a man wearing a mask.

“Oh my god, it’s him,” Chase gaped, unconsciously shifting his body so he was in between the man—the gamemaster—and Schneep.

“Oh great! I’m gonna fucking kill him!” Marvin’s eyes flared bright green.

“Whoa, hey, before you go any further, let me explain why you’re not going to want to do that.” The gamemaster picked up a device from the table, one resembling a remote control. “Now, you should notice how you four are standing on tile, but the floor beneath your friend Jackieboy’s feet is made of metal. Do you see that small box near the ceiling? That’s wired up to deliver 6 amps of electricity through that area. Which may not sound like a lot, but—” He laughed. “—is actually definitely enough to kill a human being. And that’s going to go off in, oh...let’s see, how long is it until your time’s up for the game?” A timer popped up on the screen behind him, showing 22 minutes, counting downward. “Oh yeah, that long! Unless I deactivate it with the code that I keep stored inside my head and nowhere else.”

Marvin’s eyes dimmed back to their normal blue. He looked the gamemaster over. He didn’t look like anything special. Wasn’t taller or heavier than average. His hair was ordinary brown, and wild like someone had messed it up in a fit of rage. He wore a black jacket, blue jeans, and a black t-shirt with that symbol—red skull inside a circle divided in four parts—on the chest. But then there was that mask. That red mask with that white smile, and black eyes that you could feel staring at you. Not to mention how this guy apparently planned out everything. “Fuck you,” Marvin growled, but he made no further move.

But there has to be a way to get Jackie out of here! JJ signed. Is there some way to get that code?

“There has to be,” Chase said. He looked at the gamemaster. “Look, there’s gotta be a way for us to win this, right? You wouldn’t put us in an impossible situation! That would kinda defeat the purpose of this being a game.”

“You’re right!” The gamemaster twirled the remote like a baton. “You guys have gotten farther than anyone’s gotten in a long time, but can you go all the way? Why don’t you all take a seat? I bet you’re getting tired of carrying your doctor friend around, and I can tell you that’s not going to wear off for a while.”

Schneep had the presence of mind to flip the gamemaster off.

“Second time tonight, that’s a new record.” The gamemaster leaned back in his chair. “Alright. Here’s how it’s going to work. I’m going to ask you four riddles. You can work together to solve them. If you get them all right before time runs out, then you win! If you don’t get them all before the time limit, then that current’s going to set off. And if you give me a wrong answer at any point, you get a warning shock. Alright?”

Chase had never before wanted to shoot anyone so badly. He looked around at the others.

“Guys, we’re not really in a position to negotiate,” Jackie said. He was surprisingly calm, for being told his life depended on getting the right answers on a riddle quiz.

“Negotiate with my flaming—ugh, fine,” Marvin grumbled. He sat on the floor, crossing his legs. “Might as well get comfortable.”

I suppose we have to, JJ sighed.

“Yeah.” Chase looked back at the gamemaster. “Okay, we’re ready for your riddles.”

“Great!” The gamemaster clapped his hands once, then stopped halfway before clapping again. “Here, first one’s a freebie. What walks on four legs in the morning, two in the afternoon, and three in the evening?”

Oh that one! JJ signed. I know that one.

“It’s like, the stages of life, isn’t it?” Jackie asked, biting his thumbnail. “Baby, then adult, then an old person with a cane.”

“Technically kids walk on two legs, too,” Marvin pointed out. “And teenagers.”

“It’s simplified,” the gamemaster said. “But anyway, you got that one right! Good job, point for you.” He pressed a button on the control station, and a green checkmark appeared on the screen beneath the timer. “Now, second riddle. Listen carefully to the words: Can you answer this? If there’s a room with seven people, then you walk in and murder four, how many people are in the room?”

There was silence for a moment. Then Marvin spoke, “Five, right? Cause you’ll stay in the room, the four dead bodies will stay in there too, but the three people would probably run away.”

“Are we counting dead bodies as people?” Chase asked.

I think we would, that would make the riddle more difficult at first glance, JJ added.

“Yeah, so five?” Jackie asked.

“Five. The answer is five,” Chase said.

“Oh, I’m sorry ‘bout that.” The gamemaster pressed a button on the remote.

Jackie suddenly shrieked, jumping and stumbling back. “Sh-shit,” he stammered. “That—that—I wasn’t expecting—”

“Oh my god, are you okay?!” Chase asked, half-reaching towards the mesh wall before realizing it might shock him too.

“I-I-I’m fine,” Jackie said, shaking his head. “I just...that felt...weird.”

“Do we not count the bodies, then?” Marvin asked, pulling his fingers nervously.

“I mean, I guess we don’t?” Chase guessed. “But I don’t want to get it wrong agai—ow! Schneep, did you poke me?”

Schneep had. “Words...” he said. “Listen...listen to the...word...ing.” Even that small phrase had taken a lot of effort to push through whatever haze of drug was in his system, and his head immediately fell forward. Chase staggered a bit as Schneep leaned more weight on him.

“Listen to the wording?” Marvin frowned. “The riddle was ‘if there’s a room with seven people, then you walk in and murder four, how many people are in the room?’ What could you hear in the wording there?”

JJ’s eyes widened. No, that wasn’t all! he signed hurriedly. There was a first question. He asked, ‘can you answer this?’ It’s a yes or no question!

Chase’s jaw dropped. “Oh, you bitch. Alright, then. Yes, we can answer that question.”

“There you go!” Another checkmark appeared on the screen behind the gamemaster.. “Doing pretty good for time. Now, this one’s a simple format of a riddle, pretty standard. Now...what belongs to you, but other people use it more than you?”

“My fucking...YouTube videos, I dunno,” Chase mumbled. He laughed suddenly. “What about ‘my life’!? That’s totally the answer, guys.”

“Chase, please, don’t fall apart now,” Jackie said softly. “We can do this. We have plenty of time left.”

“My...breath when I’m giving CPR,” Marvin mumbled, rubbing his head.

JJ frowned. I don’t think it’s anything that specific.

“Well, obviously, we’re just throwing things out there right now,” Jackie said. “Gets you warmed up.”

“What, you weren’t warmed up by my last four sets of puzzles?” The gamemaster sounded slightly offended. He shook his head.” Well, that was three wrong answers in a row.”

Chase’s eyes widened. “Wait, no, those don’t—”

Jackie screamed, falling to the floor. A few loose blue sparks danced around the mesh. Once it was over, he lay on the floor, panting. JJ dropped to the floor beside him and started asking if he was alright. Chase would’ve done the same, if he wasn’t concerned he’d drop Schneep. Marvin, meanwhile, shot to his feet. “Those clearly weren’t serious attempts, you fuckwad!” he shouted.

“But they were attempts!” The gamemaster laughed. “And any attempt is a good one. Unless, of course, it’s wrong.”

“I’m going to kill you. I’m seriously going to kill you once this is over,” Marvin said in a low voice. “You better hope you can run fast enough.”

“Kill the body all you want, you’ll never be able to get rid of me.” The gamemaster’s tone shifted suddenly, becoming dangerously serious. Then it returned to normal. “But hey, you still don’t have the answer. How much time do you have left again?”

JJ suddenly looked up, and made a simple sign. It was like a flick; he touched his index and middle finger to his forehead, then twisted his wrist until his fingers were facing in front of his face.

“‘Name’?” Marvin repeated, confused.

“Oh, wait, that’s the answer!” Chase said excitedly. “Your name! It’s yours, but you don’t really use it except to sign papers, other people use it for you all the time.”

“Oh, very good.” The gamemaster sounded impressed. Another check mark appeared on screen. “And now...your final challenge.” He stood up, and recited:

“Only one color, but not one size. Stuck at the bottom, yet I easily fly. Present in sun, but not in rain. Doing no harm, and feeling no pain. What am I?”

“Ah fuck, it’s a multiple clue one, I hate these,” Marvin mumbled. “What’s present in the sun but not in rain? Like a—”

“Don’t say anything!” Chase shrieked. “Any answer counts!”

Well, he can’t understand sign, JJ said, suddenly grinning. What if we talked so he couldn’t know if we were guessing or not?

Marvin’s eyes widened, and he smiled as well. I like the way you think, he signed. His hands were slower than JJ’s, but somehow elegant. I was thinking some kind of insect or animal.

Jackie slowly stood up, shaking off the effects of the shock and processing the conversation. No, that wouldn’t make sense for the color and size clues, he signed. His movements were slower and bigger, but they got the point across. What animal comes in different sizes but just one color?

Besides, animals feel pain, JJ added.

So now we know it’s an inanimate object! Marvin argued. That’s a start.

“...You know, I feel like you’re plotting,” the gamemaster suddenly said. “Maybe I should...stop that.” He took out the remote again.

Marvin’s head whipped toward him. “No—!”

Too late. Jackie screamed again, falling against the mesh wall this time, muscles spasming. For a moment, his mouth opened and closed silently, and then his breathing resumed.

“Okay, we’re gonna have to...figure this out on our own,” Marvin said, stunned.

They all fell silent. JJ knelt by Jackie, checking on him again. Marvin scrunched his eyes closed, pushing his hands against them and swaying as he thought. Chase, for his part, sank to the floor. Schneep leaned against his side, a few mumbled words escaping as he tried to figure out the riddle too. But Chase could only watch the timer count down.

Was it going to end here? There were worse places for it. But still, if it was going to end, he didn’t want it to be here. There were cameras recording, this sick gamemaster would probably get some amusement from it, and everything was brightly lit. There wasn’t even a shadow to hide in—

Chase stopped. Wait a minute...he glanced over to Jackie, who didn’t look too good, still slightly trembling from the last shock. If he was wrong, then...he looked back at the timer. And he took a deep breath. “It’s a shadow,” he said.

The others looked at him.

“The answer, it’s a shadow,” Chase repeated. “It’s always black, but it changes shape depending on what’s making it. It’s stuck on the ground. You need the sun to make one. And it’s not alive, so it can’t do harm or feel pain.”

Silence. And then, the gamemaster began laughing. “Well, done, Mr. Chase Brody!” He began clapping. “Well, guess you’re better at this than your name would have you think.”

“Gee, thanks,” Chase said dryly.

“You’re welcome!” The gamemaster typed something out on the remote’s keypad. The timer on the screen stopped, three and a half minutes left. There was a slight buzz, and a previously unnoticeable door in the mesh wall swung open. Instantly JJ darted inside, lifting Jackie up and half-dragging him out.

“I have to say, I’m impressed.” The gamemaster dropped the remote. “You’d be surprised how many people don’t finish this game. A lot of people watch just because they want them to fail, but I think it’s a lot more interesting when someone wins. I applaud you. All of you.”

“I’m sorry, ‘people watch’?” Chase repeated. He looked at the cameras around the room.

“Of course. You don’t think I go to all this effort and then just don’t show off?” The gamemaster chuckled. “Besides, I need funds for this. And the easiest way to do that is to make people pay to see it.”

Jackie suddenly burst into laughter. “You’re a Dark Web vlogger,” he giggled. “I-I’m not surprised.”

“I am not a vlogger, I just make games for people to enjoy. There’s a difference.”

“Can we shut up about this?!” Marvin turned to the gamemaster, approaching him before stopping halfway. “What’s going to save you now, huh?!” His eyes turned green.

“Nothing, really.” The gamemaster shrugged. “But you won’t. Not because you’re a good person, but because...do you really want the others to see you do something like that?”

Marvin stiffened, looking over his shoulder at the others. They were all staring at him. “Fuck,” he muttered. He turned back to the gamemaster. “You, sir, are an absolute dickface of a DM. You stalk us for two years at least, and you expect to just get away with it! You may walk out of here now, but will you in the future?”

“That’s a good question. I mean, some people are always up for a sequel, aren’t they?” The gamemaster tilted his head. “And for the record, I’ve been following you for three years.”

“Why?!” Jackie suddenly blurted out.

“Well...I was actually originally interested in your friend Jack.” He laughed at the shock on their faces. “Oh yeah. Those interesting little moments in his videos, October three years ago? I thought that was his own little ARG he was setting up, and I’m not one to turn that down. But then I realized, it’s no augmented reality...for you it’s just reality.” He paused. “It’s...interesting, how many people attached to YouTube find themselves staring into an evil that wears their own face. Whether that’s a pair of demon twins hunting the souls of your listeners, a rogue virus that’s copied your face—or mask, in that case—or a twisted entity made out of the dark twisted souls of a pair of siblings you wronged in your past life. It’s almost like something about the platform attracts the supernatural and unexplained...” He shrugged. “But that’s just a theory.”

Jackie got to his feet. “So...you expect us to just let you walk out of here?”

“Actually, I expect you to walk out of here and leave me alone. And, well, if you won’t, I do have this.” He reached inside his jacket and pulled out a gun. “Can’t hurt to be safe.”

JJ shook his head. You’re mad.

“Oh hey! I know that one!” He imitated the sign. “I should really learn more of that, or maybe ASL. That could be useful. But that’s for the future.”

Chase narrowed his eyes. “Are you going to leave us alone after this?”

The mask’s smile seemed to widen. “What do you think?”

Silence.

“Well, now.” The gamemaster sat back down in his chair once again, taking the safety off the gun. “I think you know the way out, don’t you?”

And with nothing else to do, and a feeling of unsatisfaction, they left.

— — — — —

“We can’t seriously just let that guy go!” Marvin said the moment they were out of the building. “He could come after us at any moment!”

“Marvin, yes, I agree,” Jackie said tiredly. “He’s a danger to us and to other innocents. But it’s nearly 6:30 in the morning. None of us have slept. Schneep’s still fucking...I dunno, half-unconscious, and I’m feeling pretty shitty myself. We can’t do anything right now.”

Marvin actually stomped his foot. “Fine. Yes. But it sucks!”

It does, JJ agreed. Honestly, as soon as we are able, we should go after him. 

Jackie bit his lip. “That’s gonna be tough...I’ll bet you anything this guy’s good at covering his tracks. Maybe I could do some hacking, try to find whatever Dark Web website he’s posting these...games on. But I don’t know.”

“Guys, please, not now,” Chase said dully. “I...I want to go home.”

Jackie sighed, then gave a small, exhausted smile. “Yeah, me too. We should also maybe return the stolen car.”

“We can do that tomorrow, now let’s go the fuck to sleep,” Marvin said, climbing into the passenger seat of said stolen car.

Jackie laughed. “That sounds like a good idea.”

JJ, Jackie, and Schneep ended up in the back of the car, with Jackie sandwiched in the middle. Chase was still driving, turning on the car and setting off through roads that were starting to fill up with early morning traffic. The sky overhead was a dark blue, no longer black.

Jackie wrapped an arm around Schneep in a one-handed hug, pulling him close. He was really here. He saw him die, but he was really here. “Don’t you ever scare me like that again,” he muttered, blinking back hot tears. Schneep laughed under his breath, mumbling something about how he would try not to.

They had no way of knowing if this was over. Jackie was tired, burnt out from a night of adrenaline.

But they were all here. They were all okay. His friends were going to be okay.

Jackie sighed, closed his eyes, and it only took a few seconds for him to drift off.