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Susie x reader

. Susie's life hasn't been the same without you. She missed you every moment she spent in the realm of the entity. Sure she had her best friends with her, and she did have fun. But still she felt something missing from her life, she never told anyone for fear they'd think of her as weak. They'd tell her to move on and forget about you. And to some degree it made sense, if you were here that would mean that she would have to... No, she wouldn't. She could never hurt you. She needed you with her, she could feel her sanity draining with every moment of slashing and killing. If you were here it wouldn't matter to her. The group must have noticed her not so bright and cheerful mood lately. She sat on the edge of the broken railing for the balcony holding her knife and staring down at the snow. Alone. With no one around. The others were probably busy.

.You walked around with posters of your missing friends, Susie, Julie, Frank, and Joey. Other people assumed that they ran away, but you knew that they wouldn't leave you behind. Especially Susie, you missed her the most. The past few weeks were emotionally draining without her by your side. You weren't able to get an hour of sleep, you've missed days of school. The pain and nervousness caused you to throw up, you often get caught up in overthinking making the whole situation worse. It never stopped, what if they were dead. They might of been too reckless and crashed. Your panic came back, you needed a break.

.You sat on the bench Infront of the block busters. Your song came on. Well it was Susie's and your song, the song you were playing when you bumped into her. You couldn't help but remember the place you would meet her. The ski resort... The ski resort? You hadn't checked on it in a few weeks now, maybe she was there waiting for you. Although you never got a text back from the countless calls and messages you sent her, they might be at the abandoned resort.

.You ran to the resort, not stopping for a second to catch your breath. Your legs and arms begged you to take a break, but you didn't listen. As your lungs burned from the cold air you noticed the feeling of a strange aura coming from the area. The building felt stranger... empty. It looked the same, but it felt odd. The air felt off, not it's usual fresh self. You looked around the outside for any clues, nothing. And when you went inside you couldn't remember weather or not the building always looked this messed up... sure they got a little rough with some of the furniture, but now everything looked more frantic and speraticly thrown around. Maybe it was your mind playing tricks on you. You needed to rest, calm down for a second and have time to really think. Plus, maybe they'll come back at some point. Nothing wrong with trying. You started a fire with the small fireplace, luckily there was still a small box of matches on the mantle. No footprints, no sign of anyone being here, dust covered the box of matches you used to light the fire. It was unlikely they had been here.

.You stared Into the bright flame while over thinking again. All the horrible possibilities and explanations for the missing group. Susie would usually be able tell when you started to get like this, she'd calm you down no matter how hard or bad the anxiety got. Your not sure how long you could really make it through life without her. At this point she was the only person who cared about you. You relaid the moment of crashing into her in your head, closing your eyes. She was beautiful, her pink hair and wide smile. Eyes teal, pure and angelic. She was wearing her silver nose piercing and black choker with her nails painted black. It made your stomach fill with butterflies when she held her hand to you, when you accepted it she only widened her smile and showed her silver braces. And you probably looked like a stuttering mess the whole time. It was a nice few hours of ice skating with her on the pond a block away. Eventually you were introduced to her friends and they tolerated you. More and more hangouts and movie nights lead to the both of you to start dating. She's the beam of light through the dark night, your knight in shining armor.

.You slowly drifted off to sleep, the fire added to the only bit of comfort you had with thinking about Susie and the others. But your eyes got heavy and you felt tired, you couldn't stop the overwhelming exhaustion. Instead of fighting it, you let it take you. Hopefully bring you a few hours of sleep.

.Of course waking up in a wooden shack was not expected. You didn't understand who or what brought you to the rickety old wooden shack, but it wasn't good. You stood up and looked to see a basement next to you. You slowly walked down the creaking wood floor boards to figure an explanation. You peeked around the corner to see four meat hooks. Blood everywhere and the sound of screams coming from nowhere. Needles to say you ran out of the shack. You were still at the resort. Only it was darker, a brick snow covered wall surounded the area, and strangely placed walls with windows were put in strange spots. More meat hooks could be found scattered around the outside of the resort. Walking into the resort blood smears on the floor boards and strange pallets didn't exactly sit well with you. You ran outside past the locker room, in search of an exit.

.All you found was a large metal gate with a electric switch. You pulled the switch as hard as possible, it didn't budge. You sighed and started to look for a new exit. You did take the possibility of somehow climbing up the tall brick wall, but your thoughts were cut off from you when you heard something running towards you, your heart rate shot up with no explanation for why it's so loud. You of course booked it, not knowing where it is your running to but just running. Whoever it was, they were gaining on you.

."(Y/n)!?" The voice made you stop dead in your tracks. You whipped around to look back. "Susie?" A mask made of gaps of wire and nails, pink smooth hair, and a dirty Fairview hoodie with -1996- printed on. Definitely Susie no doubt. You both ran to each other, you knew your eyes were starting to water. She jumped into your arms as you caught her hips. She ripped of her mask and let it drop to the side, after weeks of not seeing her it almost felt like a dream to see her again. She seemed to agree as she leaned into a kiss. It felt like every burden you carried was lifted from your shoulder, every worry and guilt you've been feeling was cleansed.

.When you two stoped you both took a second to look at each other a second time. Her expected scent of her usual perfume had faded and instead smelt faintly like dried blood. You gave her a worried look when you saw the sleeves of her hoodie had blood stains. She gave you a soft smile and cupped hand to your cheek to show she was okay. Neither of you said anything as you walked into the resort. Of course the place looked about the same from when you you feel asleep, except for the occasional blood smear on the wall or floor. "...What...What happened." You were almost scared to ask.

.You both sat at the bar next to each other, most of the chairs were broken with either legs missing to be used for fire wood. "We all woke up here in the lodge together, but things felt different... We started to hear things. We started to see things. It's like a supernatural being called the Entity... It asked us to complete certain things, almost like a game. We weren't alone, another group called ''Survivors'' were there... Well we listened to what the entity told us to and..." She looked down at the floor, avoiding your gaze. She didn't have to say anything more about it for you to understand what happens next. You pulled her into a hug, letting her cling onto you.

."How is the rest of the group?" She took a second to think. "Well they're fine. It's like there's nothing wrong. The only thing wrong is when they don't do enough for the entity and it gets displeased with us. But they're fine." You nodded, you grabbed her hands to hold them in yours. They were cold and scratched up. "You look a bit tired. Do you ever sleep?" She had faint dark circles under her eyes, not makeup of course. She nodded "sometimes, I've been problems sleeping lately...I can't sleep unless your next to me..." Pink blush spread through her cheeks, the both of you cuddled but neither of you slept with each other. Your face also changed in hue, you weren't going to say no.

.You followed her up the stairs with broken pieces of railing and let her lead you to a private room. It wasn't much, but you can't expect a fully furnished room from this place. An old hotel bed with knife carvings covering the frame and a broken lamp. The lights didn't work and the walls wallpaper was starting to peel off. You guessed Frank or Joey must have punched a hole in the wall at some point, and graffiti covered one side of the room. "This is it. The only other place to sleep on is the couch downstairs." You nodded while starting to settle down with her in the bed. It dipped in the middle and the springs made it uncomfortable, the mattress could be compared to sleeping on the hardwood floor. But either way, it was a bed. You stared at the back of the door for a second, the word legion carved over and over again into the wood.

.It sent butterflies to be holding her as both of your breathing patterns synced together. You held her close to you, holding her waist with your legs tangled together. She had her face near your chest listening to your heart beat slowly beating to a march. Everything felt right, like nothing mattered more than the two of you. You didn't care if the group came back to see the both of you in such a soft moment. Everyone was safe, and really that's all that matters to you. You both felt the warm embrace of sleep follow as you played with each others hair silently. Before you went to sleep you could hear the faintest "I love you" slip from her mouth before she also fell asleep, it may have been the best nights sleep you have ever had. All the worry and anxiety left when you had each others company, everything would be alright as long as she was by your side.

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A very short compilation of excerpts from conversations between Rene Sans and Pierre

Rene Sans:    We start with the eyebrows, glue them down with purple or green pritt. Let dry. Block them out with a thick smooth layer of correction pallet foundation or something. Powder; and let dry…-ish. Continue. Three hours later, I’m ready for my close-up. O’kaaay!

Pierre:        ‘You are born naked and the rest is drag’, RuPaul famously stated. We adorn and drape ourselves each day, everyone dresses up! It’s just the amount and intensity of adornment and drapery that differs. He wears pink shorts and stripy shirts, she wears flowy silk blouses and blue bows, some wear jewellery, some don’t, its all the same really. Just the intensity that differs. It doesn’t mean anything more than …

Rene Sans:    Oh! it’s just clothes. You were playing dress-up since you were a baby.

Pierre:        Since about 5-ish, or that’s as far as I remember. I had a large wooden old suitcase filled with all my mother’s fancy dress clothes. I would change costumes until the last hour. My sister had these plastic toy-heels. We’d call them ‘klak-klak-skoene’ as they made a clack-clack-clack noise as you walked. Played a lot with Moms heels too! Never touched Dads shoes.

Rene Sans:    Heels, just can't without them...sometimes. They put your ass on the shelf above, but also guarantee the achiest, nagging feet ever! Expensive or cheap, it does not matter, the pain announces itself sometimes before I’m out the door. My pinkie toe starts banging on the side of the heel, the balls of my feet liquify until you get to the point of beyond-pain. This is when your mind shuts the pain away. Tucking throbs come and go - it keeps you alert. Tucking is training, you need to train the cherries to stay put and hold their breath. Having one or both cherries pop in mid performance is a ball buster. Literally. Drag has its dangers.

Pierre:        Make no mistake, its all part of the package. It is the package of not-taking-life-too-seriously. Bad things happen when we take life too seriously. One of the many things I have learned from drag and Rene is being less serious and the constant changeability of life. Especially living on an experiential level and not just intellectualizing stuff. You can talk yourself blue about being open to change and being less serious, but only when you actually let the exterior guard down and experience the less seriousness do you understand how this makes you feel.

Rene Sans:    And how does that make you feel?

Pierre:          Close to omnipotence. Without any selfish traits. I mean, I’m a man in a dress with layers of make-up, painted for the gods, painted for the illusion. However, the illusion is not purely superficial. The illusion hands my convention-clinging ego the pink slip and to Rene, carte blanche for complete self expression.

Rene Sans:    It’s always a special moment, seeing guys in drag for the first time, especially heterosexuals. They immediately start performing for themselves at first glance in the mirror. Your identity is such a multi layered cake with all the do’s and don’ts you or society constructed and neatly contained in a tin. Drag lifts the lid and opens a platform for you to by-pass your/their ‘rules’, which, essentially are constraints. That’s what I’ve done and keep doing for Pierre.

Pierre:        I knew most of this before I did drag. This is not new theory at all, these concepts have been around for a long time. Drag has been around forever and has existed in many forms, it just seems like present life is much more inviting. However, I could talk about it, discuss it, find reason in it, but only when I experienced it, could I feel what the queens were talking about.

Rene Sans:    Exactly. It’s so entertaining and a big breath of fresh air to dress up on the other side of the spectrum. Going to the core - drag mocks identity, the intention is to have fun and share a laugh. It shows that shape shifting is possible with a little make-up, hip pads, breastplates, heels, gowns, wigs, nails, some bling, etc. Immediately this appearance-convention is snapped in half.  A too serious life guarantees aches, a life based on love for yourself and for everyone else soothes. When life gives you clothes, make-up and conventions - you do drag. Celebrate life on the experiential level. O’kaaay!

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Los Angeles - Woodland Hills 

Topanga Police Officers, Sweep the transient homeless encampments involved in a big Famous Police Bust on 1 man caught stealing from the Woodland Hills Post Office parking lot, behind the postal worker’s unit in their secured private entrance of the rear of the U.S. Post Office, Police said . 

It all happened 2 weeks prior to April 8, 2017 when the homeless male walked into the post office in a restricted area and it was considered trespassing United States Federal Property. He allegedly stole 3 large plastic orange reusable Postal Pallets and walked away from the Woodland Hills Post Office property with the stolen property which is a federal offense but the man was not charged for a Felony arrest, later officers corrected their News, stating the arrest wasn’t a Felony. It was of a lessor charge. But the arrest was behind stealing pallets. The man whop was arrested, the story aired Media News blogs all over the U.S. on April 8, 2017 with about 50 photos by a photographer working for us at Baddboyfilms News. The original story: 

Apr 10, 2017 (WOODLAND HILLS) A homeless man was arrested on suspicious theft of United States Postal Equipment

For many months Police have been getting complaints by local business owners located around Ventura Boulevard cross street of Topanga Canyon in Woodland Hills in regards to the multi-level homeless encampments that have been doubling up along the sidewalks of Clarendon St on the North side, blocking driveways and one encampment which was allocated behind the Woodland Hills Post Office, Authorities said.

The LADOT, one day last week counseled a homeless male at the location about clogging up the street and blocking the public sidewalk ways and byways. Neighbors have submitted complaints to West Valley LAPD and Topanga Police Station into their Woodland Hills Neighborhood Watch Program and to no prevail, the homeless encampment was still able to stay .

This evening, Saturday April 8, 2017, Police were called to respond by the United States Postmaster to meet them at the location across the street from Am Pm Mini-Mart gas station on Clarendon St about 25 yards West of Topanga Canyon Blvd. to a homeless encampment containing about 4 to 5 tents and lots of personal effects and in them the police found what appeared to be United States Postal materials, Private Property, Tools used for Postal Care jobs, and employees only accessible equipment allegedly stolen by a homeless male in his 40s or early 50s who has been allegedly using these items which were said to be missing by Federal Postal care workers and a Postmaster from the United States Federal Post Office which is located just about 50 years Westbound from this homeless encampment on the same street of Clarendon St at: 22121 Clarendon St, Woodland Hills, CA, Police said.

The homeless man who was arrested for 2 felony counts of federal postal theft had allegedly stole the items from the United States Post Office Employees Only access area of the Woodland Hills Post Office located at 22121 Clarendon St, Woodland Hills, CA during sometime in Mid-March and kept these missing items reported missing about two weeks ago by Federal Postal Care Employees at the Woodland Hills Post Office employee area back service yard on the private United States post office property.

Signs are posted, Do Not Enter. The U.S. Post Office Postmaster had met with Police to retrieve the stolen goods and press federal charges upon the suspect who faces 2 Federal Felony counts of the major kind, Police said.

In the back of the police patrol car was a suspect in handcuffs. He was locked inside the police car and the police were waiting for the encampment of other homeless people to pack it up and move, keep it moving along. The U.S. Post Office had no comment. The Police Officer who was in charge of this incident and who was the arresting officer was LAPD Officer Dinse and his partner.

Saturday, April 8, 2017 6:00 p.m. (Woodland Hills) Baddboyfilms News

If you would like to contact the Officer leading this operation, you can reach him on his Facebook page. (L.A.P.D.) Officer in charge: Los Angeles Police Officer Sean Dinse on Facebook:

Slo Brent Rygh Crime Busters of West Hills and Woodland Hills Crimestoppers of West Hills, Woodland Hills, & Chatsworth

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(L.A.P.D. Sean Dinse) Reported:

"I immediately recognized four of the five transients as my addicted regulars who all refuse help: John L. (Meth) Chad W. (Meth) Steven N. (Heroin) and Tonya L. (Meth/Alcohol). There was just one occupant I didn't recognize, John J. but this was my chance to introduce myself to him."

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