#keyshawn harris fanfic
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
wontonsoupho · 2 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
THEN GOD
MADE THEM BLUE
© Artist the Author
PILOT | WHEN THE LEVEES BREAK
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
THERE’S DEATH on THE BRIDGE of MACABRE
Tumblr media
WORD COUNT : 1 , 777 words
TRAUMA WARNING : This episode includes the following triggers; death , mild gore , heavy profanity , suicidal attempt/ideation & PTSD. With FULL DISCLOSURE , PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION AND RISK.
EPISODE THEMES : Life & Death
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
WE NEVER TRULY SEE IT COMING , yet it sings our names so profoundly as the bells ring their piercingly dreadful sound that echos amongst the tunnels of our hearing—Death. Much like the flowers at the peak of a wintertime filled with an ambiance of pure rigidity , swathed in an atmosphere so thick and coarse the oxygen feels like poisonous needles forcing themselves within the confines of your realm of respiration. It can also be resemblant to the quietus ivory specs of sorrow that blanket the face of the earth and kills her ever so softly with their freezing embrace , we too shall pass on and wither away in open air. In life , it is ultimately every beating heart's destiny to die. Being that as it may , when alas that moment arises from the ashes bathing in the essence of the phoenix it tastes as bitter as the element of a nasty surprise. Gently placed , when the Angel of Death himself Mr. Grim Reaper appears before us at the hour of our rapture , we in fact are unable to bear witness to his presence. We are however capable of partaking in learning what it truly means ceasing to exist in the physicality of it all. Shackled in trauma on a stormy October night , two unfortunate souls fell under this curse of carnal demise — and only God alone owned the anecdote to save this tandem's lives.
The sole commodity tangible to his murky oceans of vision with cavernous skies had been total and utter darkness. A cold , wet , and lingering tenebrosity that shared flavors with the iron profusely decorating his buccal cavity — tart and royally uncomfortable. Gripping the steering wheel with one blood gushing hand , the other shakily unlocked his cellular getting a slew of the crimson DNA all over its screen and by miracle or maybe even muscle memory dialed a very important phone number. Aside from the minimal luminescence provided by the headlights of his customized obsidian Lamborghini Aventador , the heavy downpour and winds produced a beatdown only a world champion could give further aided in the reason for his panic whilst his heavy foot applied pressure to the gas pedal that resided above the nearly flooded backroad.
Tumblr media
He'd been scared shitless , even with veins bursting full of adrenaline he could still feel the stronghold of absolute fear's crippling touch. That , and an entire planet of detrimental cogitations crashed into the interstice of his most sacred cerebration whilst each painstaking moment set adrift a new memory everlasting — there lied no time to contemplate anything. His actual life and vitality depended on this feat. With the amount of chasmic wounds his ethereally created anatomy had been littered in , it was an utter phenomenon how he even managed to escape altogether analogously in one piece let alone drive.
“Hello?”A woman's raspy tone called out quite groggily from being awoken into the surround sound of the butterfly doored sports vehicle he possessed. “Nova it is three in the morning , shouldn't you be-”
“No time to explain Chitty listen to me , I'm losing a lot of blood! Please. Could you go by Mama So's 'n make sure Nani is safe and sound at her grandma's for me? Matter fact just go get her , I don't wanna chance it. Yamileth went ballistic on me and I need to be assured she doesn't try to harm another soul tonight. I dead can't believe this shit-”
“Wait , wait , wait , WHAT?! Why are you blee-how did this-none of this shit is adding up Nova , what the fuck are you talking about?! What do you mean Yami went loca , and what does my niece have to do with it-what about the storm-”
“Leoni! I might fuckin' die tonight , please! I know Yamileth is your sister. Right now the only thing that is important is Yaniis , so I'm gonna need you to pull your shit together and go get my fucking daughter like yesterday!”
“Nova. You’re not-”
“GO!”
“But-”
The annoying loud triplet chirp of Nova's phone dying cut Leoni off short in her stride , she who just so happened to be the sister of his daughter's mother in which he'd been making great efforts to save whilst medias res his own rescue mission.
“FUCK!”
That was the only cogitation singing like a blackbird during its fecund season off the chambers of his comprehension. Because what a fucking tragedy to become of it at the end of the song. Even for the other deplorable anima who's existence figure eighted on the skinniest layers of ice that very moment , tortuously unaware when and if she'd awake to lay sight upon another sun. As she too partook in a hot pursuit of her divinely favored place in this world that dreadful night , her cerebrum was plagued with a stampede of overwhelming rumination and her feet bled gravel mixed with fine shards of glass. Naming her weak would be a sadly mistaken understatement , she'd grown far into the thick of enervation with promises of a complete burn out. Every minuscule iota she blinked in hopes that the all consuming black onyx surrounding her wouldn't crystallize and swallow her whole , every mere second the rain dove from the heavens to kiss the physiognomy of her mother earth giving life to the grounds we tread upon , the not so lucky damsel of the night ran as far as her legs would stretch out and carry her.
Tumblr media
As the high speed winds picked up their haste , her developed yet petite frame shifted slightly on the concrete asphalt underneath her bare feet. She wanted to look behind her , in fact she yearned for it but knew that in the end it was most prudent to keep focus ahead the best that she could to have a better chance of survival. Everything felt as if a blur and it grew difficult to properly navigate to her destination at her own volition , her limbs appeared to be on autopilot as they sprinted towards a place unknown to her psyche. Fight or flight instinct fading slowly from each of the exhausted membranes of her encephalon , the strong sprint she began with was starting to ware off — as well for her grip on sanity and reality. She'd been running for so long that she lost track of her place within space and time. Running for her life , this particular familiar face is a far fetch from the imagination of her departure within her mind.
     With the storm surging like an overloaded electrical system it was a mystery how she'd reached it but there she was , just a few feet shy from The Bridge of Macabre. By then , the waters that swayed under the spine of the overpass sloshed and smacked the viaduct head on , and slowly the woman's soaked anatomy found itself standing at the edge teetering between land and water. There were only two options she had presented to her — kill or be killed or otherwise risk an existence of forever looking over her shoulder just to prolong the inevitable. Four years junior her fourth decade under the sun , how much longer could she keep this up before she got sloppy from weariness or tired from having to live such a risky lifestyle? It all seemed very clear to her what course of action to take , and as the waves crashed up and downstream Macabre River only one thought sailed her Seas of Cogitation.
Death will always come before dishonor.
     Blinding headlights inched in from her peripheral eventually stinging her retinas full on , proving it difficult for her to decipher whether they were real or not due to her growing further and further into delirium. On approach , the very familiar foreign coupe rolled its passenger five percent tinted window down where a face just the same came into view. Gaging the stick shift into park , the driver of the car began to speak up to her.
“Xolani  , what are you doin' out hea' it's a storm!”
     Looking up to the sky , Xolani felt the heavy precipitation and zephyr sweep over her , a sudden calm chilling every pore until she broke out in goosebumps. Pivoting at one eighty , she glared at he who'd spoken to her with hazy vision not really knowing exactly what to say. Because , what was there to say? The trauma between these two ran deeper than bleeding ink traveling throughout threads of cotton fabric.
“Why do you care Xodus? You never cared-”
“I always fuckin' cared fuck you talkin' 'bout?”
“No you didn't! You drove me away and then they took me , only God can save me now.”
“What's that's supposed to mean Goapel-the fuck you got goin' on right now?” Xodus questioned whilst coughing up blood.  “Fuck-”
“Elijah-”
“C'mon Lani , get in. I'm on the way to the hospital 'n as you can see we don't have time to spare.”
     She hadn't noticed it then but , Xodus had been painted with deep stab wounds , and profusely leaking his life essence all over his fresh white tee and gray sweatpants. That was just the reassurance she needed to know this experience was actually happening and was not just some influenced hallucination from the high of her brush with death. Swiftly as remotely possible , Goapele joined Xodus in his Lamborghini Aventador slamming the butterfly door shut. She took a few moments to examine the situation and come to an understanding on the condition he was in.
“Xodus Elijah , what have you gotten yourself into now boy? We need to switch seats , you're losing entirely too much blood.” Xolani chastised him before deciding to help. She did her best to pull his near three hundred pound stature from driver to passenger , but he'd been of no assistance as his breathing began to mirror the tempo of the percussionist beating his heart. “How did you get yourself into this predicament?”
That was the last question Xolani ever got to ask in her life. A second later , the levees holding the overflow of Macabre River — which allotted for a third of the city's land — broke just east up the bank. A tsunami like mass flood hit the streams and surrounding lands sinking them under. One moment both souls were in route to salvation upon Death's Bridge , the next the two were swallowed by the currents of the rapture. Their lungs filled with the very resource needed to sustain their lives , and true euphoria was bestowed upon all six of their senses engulfing them in utopia. Below the waves of Macabre Bridge sank the bodies of Goapele Scott and Xodus Casanova , then God made them BLUE.
Tumblr media
Hello my favorite little heauxs , I hope you’re all well today! I wrote this episode a month or so ago and released it on Wattpad on 02/01/2023 , so I’m premiering it here on the fifteenth and I want keep a similar odd week pattern in mind for the schedule. I know there isn’t much intel and it may be a bit vague and or cryptic but trust me when I say that every event will fold together like an envelope as my baby girl develops. Feel free to comment your thoughts , concerns , and opinions below , and remember that if you like her to repost her cause she’s a bad bitch 😉. P. S. IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED TO THE TAGLIST CLICK THE HYPERLINK ABOVE HERE. Thank you so much for joining me and my friends in the Artiverse , we hope to see you again.
… DID YOU HEAR WHAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK ON THEN GOD MADE THEM BLUE ?
EPISODE 1 | SEEING GHOSTS (PREMIERE — 04/21/2023)
5 notes · View notes
wontonsoupho · 2 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
THEN GOD
MADE THEM BLUE
© Artist the Author
CHARACTER BREAKDOWN
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
THE GUARDIANS
OF MACABRE
Tumblr media
(from top to bottom)
SHANNON THORNTON (circa 2019-present) as GOAPELE KIMANI XOLANI SCOTT aka ‘ANGELOU’
AGE : 35
HOMETOWN : BROOKLYN , NEW YORK
OCCUPATION : CREATIVE DIRECTOR , VOCAL COACH , CHOREOGRAPHER ,& ALUMNI MEMBER OF MACABRE’S FACTION
DAVE EAST (circa 2016-present) as XODUS ELIJAH SYMERE CASANOVA aka ‘GOLIATH’
AGE : 36
HOMETOWN : QUEENS , NEW YORK
OCCUPATION : OWNER OF ‘GOLIATH’S PALACE OF WONDER’ , PHILANTHROPIST , ONE THIRD OF FATHER MACABRE ENTERPRISES , & CO-LEAD OF MACABRE’S FACTION
THE MOTHERS
OF MACABRE
Tumblr media
(from top to bottom)
MISSDEMEANOR ELLIOT (circa 2018-present) as GLORY UNI QASIM-SCOTT aka ‘MAMA QASIM’
AGE : 57
HOMETOWN : BROOKLYN , NEW YORK
OCCUPATION : OWNER OF ‘SAINT QASI’S WOMEN HEALTH CLINIC , ONE THIRD OF THE FATES & HEAD MEMBER OF MACABRE’S FACTION
LELA ROCHON (circa 1995-early 2000s) as XOLANI APHRODITE CASANOVA aka ‘MAYOR CASANOVA’
AGE : 53
HOMETOWN : BROOKLYN , NEW YORK
OCCUPATION : MAYOR OF MACABRE , ONE THIRD OF THE FATES & HEAD MEMBER OF MACABRE’S FACTION
SÔNIA BRAGA (circa 1976-early 200s) as SOLANA YZABELLE SOSA aka ‘MAMA SOSA’
AGE : 53
HOMETOWN : ARIMA , TRINIDAD AND TOBAGO
OCCUPATION : HORTICULTURIST OF ‘SORACULTURE’ , ONE THIRD OF THE FATES & HEAD MEMBER OF MACABRE’S FACTION
THE FAMILY
OF CASANOVA
Tumblr media
(from top to bottom)
JAZZY AMRA (circa 2016-present) as YAMILETH ÉMIE CASANOVA aka ‘KAGOME’
AGE : 34
HOMETOWN : ARIMA , TRINIDAD AND TOBAGO
OCCUPATION : SINGER , SONGWRITER , MUSICIAN & MEMBER OF MACABRE’S FACTION
AVA MCCLURE (circa 2019-present) as YANIIS ARACELY CASANOVA aka ‘NANI’
AGE : 7
HOMETOWN : MACABRE , GEORGIA
OCCUPATION : KADET OF AVANT-GARDE | ACADEMY OF KNOWLEDGE & OWNER OF YAMILETH’S MUSICAL CATALOG
FAITH JAGGERNAUTH (circa 2019-present) as LEONI SERENITY ORTEGA aka ‘CHITTY’
AGE : 26
HOMETOWN : MACABRE , GEORGIA
OCCUPATION : CHIEF COMPUTER ENGINEER AT FATHER MACABRE ENTERPRISES , FREELANCE HACKER & MEMBER OF MACABRE’S FACTION
THE FAMILY
OF MACABRE
Tumblr media
(from top to bottom)
AMIL WHITEHEAD (circa 1997-early 2000s) as JUSTICE MOHE MACABRE-CASANOVA aka ‘MOTHER MACABRE’
AGE : 62
HOMETOWN : MANHATTAN , NEW YORK
OCCUPATION : CO-FOUNDER OF FATHER MACABRE ENTERPRISES & HEAD MACABRE’S FACTION
BIA (circa 2018-present) as PROMISE AMAHLE MACABRE-CASANOVA aka ‘PRINCESS’
AGE : 43
HOMETOWN : MANHATTAN , NEW YORK
OCCUPATION : TREASURER OF MACABRE , SECRETARY OF MAYOR CASANOVA & HEAD MEMBER OF MACABRE’S FACTION
THE FAMILY
OF HENDRIX
Tumblr media
(from top to bottom)
LOLA BROOKE (circa 2021-present) as THAÏS ASHANTI HENDRIX aka ‘FLOJO’
AGE : 34
HOMETOWN : MACABRE , GEORGIA
OCCUPATION : CO-OWNER OF ‘GOLIATH’S PALACE OF WONDER’ & ONE THIRD OF FATHER MACABRE ENTERPRISES
DEMETRIUS FLENORY JR. (circa 2019-present) as JUKKA KIMARI LEGEND HENDRIX aka ‘KASPER’
AGE : 19
HOMETOWN : MACABRE , GEORGIA
OCCUPATION : CONSTRUCTION WORKER & STREET PHARMACIST
THE MAIN
SUPPORT
Tumblr media
(from top to bottom)
SKEPTA (circa 2018-present) as MATEO ARMANI DEMUN aka ‘MAC 3’
AGE : 37
HOMETOWN : MACABRE , GEORGIA
OCCUPATION : CO-OWNER OF ‘GOLIATH’S PALACE OF WONDER’ & ONE THIRD OF FATHER MACABRE’S ENTERPRISES
BAND HUNTA IZZY (circa 2018-present) as MONTERO ARTEVIOUS DEMUN aka ‘DRAEKO’
AGE : 19
HOMETOWN : MACABRE , GEORGIA
OCCUPATION : LIFE INSURANCE BROKER & CRYPTO-CURRENCY INVESTOR
SEBASTIAN MIKAEL (circa 2019-present) as CHÖSENTINO TAHIIL XIRSI aka ‘CHÖSEN’
AGE : 36
HOMETOWN : BRIXTON , LONDON
OCCUPATION : BOUNCER / SECURITY OF ‘GOLIATH’S PALACE OF WONDER’ & HEAD MANAGEMENT OF FATHER MACABRE’S ENTERPRISES CLEANING DEPARTMENT
* there will be other members added to the cast as the show progresses and i will give them a mini character profile when/if necessary. for now these are the names and faces of those to lookout for and pay attention to.
… DID YOU HEAR WHAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK ON THEN GOD MADE THEM BLUE ?
FIRST QUARTER | ‘PANDORA’S PALACE’
SYNOPSIS
MASTER | LIST
TAG | LIST
Tumblr media
8 notes · View notes
wontonsoupho · 2 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
THEN GOD
MADE THEM BLUE
© Artist the Author
FIRST QUARTER | ‘PANDORA’S PALACE’
Tumblr media
Tumblr media
“Ever since you came back to Macabre it’s like PANDORA broke loose up in this PALACE!”
Tumblr media
PANDORA’S BOX can be described as an item that conceals every evil one could possibly think of. Mythologically speaking , it was a container or jar to be exact given to Pandora for her to keep safe and protect. But when Prometheus — her husband — stole fire from heaven he was punished by Zeus losing her and the ‘box’ to his brother Epimetheus. As the story goes on , we’ve all heard the infamous excerpt about her curiosity being the spawn for unleashing the chaos and havoc trapped in the special confinement. It’s also been rumored that Zeus sent Pandora with the jar to Epimetheus with the knowledge that she’d likely open it’s lid and release total and utter mayhem. Some spiritualist believe that it’s somewhat parallel to the tale of Adam and Eve , where the box takes place of The Tree of Life. ‘Til this very day in modern times , the idiom is used as a forewarning statement when a person sets into a course of action that could intend a series of unforeseen chaotic events , or a disastrous butterfly effect. The infamous myth can additionally be utilized to represent the weakness humans have to temptation of commodities known and unknown.
“BODIES are DROPPING , WOMEN are coming up MISSING…what the fuck is goin’ on in our city man?!”
THE MACABRE
CONSPIRACIES
Tumblr media
LOOK|BOOK
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
“I'm telling you SHIT IS DIFFERENT OUT HERE Angelou. This ain't no SAME OLE MACABRE.”
…DID YOU HEAR WHAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK ON THEN GOD MADE THEM BLUE ?
PILOT | WHEN THE LEVEES BREAK
CHARACTER BREAKDOWN
SYNOPSIS
MASTER | LIST
TAG | LIST
3 notes · View notes