#they're all either like this or some sort of cheese crime

[avoidcrow]

'This heart healthy recipe will give you all these nutrients and is packed with vitamins and minerals-'

okay does it taste good?

[f3r4lfr0gg3r]

Horropedia Headcanons/Canon Facts (?)

Headcanons

- He definitely has a Walkman (the original sony one) and plays horror movie tracks on it whenever it's possible 

- Has many dedicated binders/cabinets for different subgenres of horror films and books. hidden ofc because laplace hates fun. 

- Has an old, cheesy joke book purely because of its horror movie themed section

- Probably sells his ripped cds. or just has them for himself. yknow..

- His ripped cds are movie osts and movies themselves

- With his extensive collection of movies, Horro like a stand-in red box or something and often lends them out to people

- Probably enjoys tart-ish/spicy/sour tasting things (based on first cn)

- Likes Bloody Marys specifically for what they symbolize/the aesthetic more than the taste

- Collects limited edition halloween-themed snack wrappers/boxes… scrapbooks them or smth (they're clean)

- Collects charms and trinkets similarly

- That behavior bleeds into his way of dress,, despite the pretty basic business/formal way of his time. Hence the monster slippers..

- Has some funky spider web ties, zombie socks, things of that like...

- Very opinionated on cthulhu, lovecraftian, and other eldritch horrors.. cosmic horror as a whole

- In the past he's taken his own shot at monster design, both cheesy and genuinely scary! Film-writing, too.. though nothing more than novellas (The writing pretty good :-D very self indulgent, too)

- The living embodiment of “make your own content” but for psychological, supernatural, avant garde, sometimes true-crime horror stories. the usual.

- Writes silly stuff about various laplace staff living in a horror environment themselves. laplace as a decrepit old mansion, full of bats and bugs and sticklers that love borrrrredom.

- Boredoms the scariest thing of all. /lh

- Very good at overdescribing sensual things in his writing.

- Psychological topics and the unknown are objectively the greatest tools for scary media creation, and as a result his favorites, but he's got a soft spot for avant garde and/or camp stuff.

- He enjoys bad silly horror too. shits and gigs yk.

- DEFINITELY ENJOYS SHITTY MASCOT HORROR… likes to break down exactly why they suck actually ☝️

- In the same vein, looove love loves reading old web creepypasta. good and bad. finds them so amusing. people come up with wild stuff. 

- Also likes knowing what the average person is afraid of, and how it comes up in their writing

- Probably not the biggest fan of bad args. interactive horror media intended to be immersive but isn't !! is a bit annoying … fear without immersion isn't good fear. (?)

- Can definitely get the same amusement from them as other crappy horror stuff, but they’re significantly less fun. (?)

- As much as he gets enjoyment from the worst stuff, it's his pure love and appreciation for the genre that drives it !!

- Enjoys beethoven.. :-) and other euro-classical musicians. Along with that, Horro has a love for synthwave/darkwave

- He collects collector's/special edition vhs tapes from his fave films

- Seems like the type of person to really like riddles/problem-solving puzzles (especially when they appear to be simple, yet go against expectations)

- Very knowledgeable on how to sneak in and out of places with the many times he'd done so to skip boring lectures 

- Horro is an avid reader when he's not watching movies (it's always necessary to have some sort of media to lose yourself in at all times!!11!)

- Has a few of his grandfather's novels stashed away in his room

- Bought his cool monster slippers a long while ago and has to sew them back up from time to time or maybe made the slippers himself 

- Either way, Horro has some knowledge of sewing

- Not a cooking genius but is honestly good at making basic dishes (mostly just breakfast foods like omelets or pancakes- Horropedia also seems like he'd make a stellar grilled cheese 👌)

- May or may not be a fan of black coffee, with the taste preference hc for bitter things

- Can be very selective about physical touch, but is more lenient when it comes from those he's closer too

- There's a possibility that he's left handed, and only wears a glove on his right hand as it's more convenient and won't get in the way of anything requiring his dominant hand

- Part of the reason behind most people being hesitant to watch movies with Horropedia is because he talks a lot throughout them; reciting dialogue from memory, pointing out tropes, etc. This is just amplified with other people being there as he points out small details and gives a lot of fun facts- excited that other people are indulging in his interest. (me too Horro…me too)

- Horropedia has a habit of talking with his hands, especially when he gets excited or passionate about something :3

- I refuse to believe that An An Lee and Horropedia don't go ghost hunting together… it's canon for me!

- He's the best at telling immersive spooky stories, much to Sonetto's dismay

- After speaking of having a movie night with Vertin in a certain wilderness conversation, I like to believe he and a few others have a movie night every other week.

- Blonney and Horro himself would be the ones choosing movies a majority of the time, with the occasional contribution from An An Lee

- Horropedia’s friend in Laplace is X, which could explain how tf he's able to throw a sugar cube up in the air, and have it land into his coffee cup from a completely different direction. His knowledge of the butterfly effect and predicting the reaction to an action in order to use it for his benefit is very ‘X’ coded

- Very enthusiastic about Halloween! He always decorates, always makes a subtle costume from a niche movie to go to work in, and always ends the night with lots of candy + a long lists of films to watch before he either succumbs to sleep or night turns to dawn

- Tries so hard to befriend characters like Poltergeist, Click, Tuesday, and Semmelweis due to their proximity to the horror genre just by…existing making them very appealing to him

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Canon Facts About Horropedia  

- Likes “Bloody Marys” with popcorn for the average horror-movie-marathon snack

- “Chainsaws, puppets, and waterphones, instead of balloons, cakes, and birthday songs–that's the kind of birthday party Horropedia looks forward to the most”

- His name is based on the protagonist Joshua from 2007 film Joshua, or “The Devil's Child”

- Joshua is a “sociopathic” child prodigy who is “self-decidedly conservstively dressed” and “thinks and acts like an adult” (from Wikipedia article on Joshua)

- Beethoven's Piano Sonata no. 12 (Funeral March movement) was used majorly in the film 'Joshua'

- Green is his biggest color theme visually in representation of his individuality from the foundation- (shown prevalent in his i2 garment, with hints of it in his regular design)

- Green is associated with life/growth, energy, balance, renewal, and success(?) also associated with envy, judgment, sickness, and materialism

- He has really bad posture to the point that Vertin points it out in one of his voice lines

- While he does pick apart certain tropes and gimmicks of horror that are cliche or "outdated”, Horropedia understands the usage of them being a part of the genre

- Really loves caffeine, as shown through his ‘morning’ voiceline + it being hinted that he used to sneak soda into the School of Discipline as it was hard to get (the event ‘One Flew Over the Old House')

- Only wears a glove on his right hand!

- His udimo is a little terrier

Voicelines/Character Tidbits

- Birthday Letters:

"On the eve of his birthday, Horropedia always anticipates something unusual, like a chilling knock on the door or a radio broadcast with an unchanging date."

"The mail carrier must have thought it was a New Year's prank rather than a birthday present! Upon receiving the thick stack of horror movie posters, Horropedia slammed the door in feigned anger."

“Chainsaws, puppets, and waterphones, instead of balloons, cakes, and birthday songs–that's the kind of birthday party Horropedia looks forward to the most”

- Wilderness Conversations:

“Fear loses its effect when given a tangible form. Ever heard that one before?”

“When the source of our fear breaks away from that unknowable abyss deep in our consciousness… Its intensity is greatly diminished. That’s also why psychological horror movies will live on forever"

"Our origin; clean, beautiful white squares. They're just begging to be embellished with a touch of defiance. Maybe some blood and guts or a zombie-esque dance routine. So let's have a movie night in here, sipping Bloody Marys and munching popcorn in honor of the bad kids!"

- Attack Descriptions:

"It's a little cliché, but always so effective."

"This is all perfectly logical, although difficult to understand."

☆ Besides the R1999 wiki, I got some of my ideas from @vasito-de-leche and @4str0nuts ! They have really good Horropedia analysis posts and if you haven't already, you should definitely check them out ^^

☆ Also shout out to my friend @bondofscythe, they wrote a great amount of the canon facts/hcs on this list and this post wouldn't be possible w/o them 😭

Made by @f3r4lfr0gg3r - 2024

[unhingedwomandiaries]

Had the sort of dream last night that makes you wonder if someone's been spiking your Horlicks. There I was, stood outside Walmart like a right lemon, waiting for my uncle. Because that's exactly where your brain decides to plonk you when it's having a laugh – in the car park of capitalism's armpit.

Time's going slower than my nan reading a menu, and my uncle's about as present as my will to live on a Monday morning. So what does Dream Me do? Wanders into Walmart like it's not the set of every American horror film ever.

Inside, I'm pushing this trolley that sounds like it's having an existential crisis. The wheels are screaming bloody murder, and the aisles keep going all inception on me, folding in on themselves like when you're proper pissed and trying to find the loo.

Then I see them – Pepsi-flavoured paper plates. Not just Pepsi branded, mind. Actual plates that taste like Pepsi. Because apparently regular plates aren't mental enough, we need them to taste like fizzy drinks now. What's next? Toilet roll that tastes like Monster Munch?

Next to this crime against dinnerware, there's these erasers the size of babies, or maybe they're dolls the size of erasers. Who fucking knows? Dreams are about as logical as my ex trying to explain why he needs his phone in the bathroom.

Then – because this dream isn't already taking the piss enough – I spot my uncle behind some staff door, swimming about like he's trying out for the Olympics under a fake name. Like he's just decided "fuck it, new life" and gone full Michael Phelps.

Try getting his attention but some dream jobsworth starts banging on about flooding risks. Because yeah, that's the weird bit here – not my uncle doing his best Finding Nemo impression in the back of Walmart.

Woke up wondering if this was my brain's way of working through family shit, or if it was just revenge for that late-night cheese toastie. Either way, think I need to lay off the true crime documentaries before bed.

Might start a dream journal. Call it "What The Fuck Was That About?: A Collection of Nocturnal Bollocks."

[wulfhalls]

Bestie which are ur thoughts on aemond helaena for s2? If they go that way u think they’re already together or they will get together in ep1 just to fall apart with blood and cheese either way? Me thinks that if its the second scenario blood and cheese has to happen midway ep2 cause otherwise… too rushed.

either they're already A Thing and the kids are his or they would have liked to be a thing but never took that final step and always sort of danced around it and then blood and cheese hits. whatever it is the guilt is gonna eat aemond alive and he's going full some people commit war crimes to cope!!!! but imagine post blood and cheese aemond being the only one helaena allows to comfort her/be near her aemond hardly being able to look at her knowing its all his fault like!!!!! to me that's cinema.jpeg

[fairy-writes]

Okay. Um. This is new to me, I never really liked character x reader fics or things of this sort but this- it intrigues me.

Um. I'd like to do that pair up game? Pretty please?

I'm 18, latina (too dark to be white, too white to be dark), bilingual and working on the next ones. I like to sing, draw, play with my pets. I have 3 cats (F Destiny, M Melquisedec, M Axel), a dog (F Maya), a hamster (M Dante). Autistic, bisexual (but pan when it comes to animated characters, with them I just go WILD) but with a prefference for males in real life but wild fantasies with females. I flirt with both sides though.

If the partner is the, for a lack of a better word, 'authoritary' of the relationship, I tend to be either the pouty partner or the stan partner. If they're sweet I tend to be either the bad influence or the blushing mess. If they're mischivious I am both the voice of reason sometimes and the partner in crime some other times. And if they're the sheepish softies or the shy/scared, I am both the "exCUSE ME THEY ORDERED WITH NO PICKLES" and the "you've been naughty".

I am 5.5 feet. I like sweets better than normal food except when said food is pizza, especially with extra cheese.

Romantic and angst lover. The short king must be very charming, otherwise I will preffer a tall prince. Girls in every shape and size interest me.

Kinda lazy, tbh. And I don't take shit, I'm leaving the second time the partner crosses my boundaries.

Did I give enough information? Was it good?

Hello lovely! I hope you like your matchups! You did great!

The Case Study of Vanitas Matchup: I pair you with… Noé Archiviste!

(Romantic Matchup)

A fellow Gryffindor, so Gryffindor power couple! Noé also loves that you are bilingual! He knows a little Japanese but mainly speaks French as he is in Paris. He asks for you to translate things to your native languages all the time because he loves watching and hearing you speak! 

He also loves to listen to you sing, and the two of you bond over your pets! Your pets and Murr don't get along at first, but after working with them from the both of you, they become fast friends! Just keep Dante the hamster away from Murr. He might eat him.

Noé is definitely the sweet partner out of you two but sometimes can be a bit mischievous. He’s also 6’1”, so quite a bit taller than you! The two of you also love to explore Paris for dates and find the best sweets you can! Noé is definitely a tall prince-type character, so he matches great with you! He would also never cross your boundaries and make you uncomfortable!

Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood Matchup: I pair you with… Alphonse Elric!

(Romantic Matchup and post-FMAB, so Al has his body back)

The two of you initially met in Xing through Mei Chang as Alphonse travels the world and hits it off quickly! He’s not fluent in a bunch of languages. He really only knows Amestrian and is conversational in Xingese. He thinks it's so cool that you are bilingual! He asks for tips and tricks in learning more languages when he starts learning Aerugonian!

He’s also the sweetest Hufflepuff/Gryffindor I have ever seen, so the two of you make a lovely match! Alphonse also ADORES your pets, especially your three cats! He’s also more of the sweet, mischievous partner like Noé. He has moments when he’s a bit of a prankster, especially after getting his body back.

I don’t know how tall Alphonse is at the end of FMAB, but I can guess. I’d say he’s probably around 5’8-5’9” since he’s still taller than Edward, who is 5’6-5’7” at the end of FMAB. So he’s average height and possibly a little taller, seeing as he’s only 17-18 at the end of Brotherhood! He’s one never to cross your boundaries and make you uncomfortable either! He loves you too much to do that and constantly clarifies so he never accidentally crosses your boundaries. 

Seven Deadly Sins Matchup: I pair you with…King!

(Platonic Matchup since he’s like over a thousand years old)

I see King as a Hufflepuff or a Gryffindor! So a lot like Alphonse and even Noé! Maybe you have a type, lol. King speaks a lot of languages himself. He speaks Fairy, all manner of human languages, giant language, and even the occasional demon dialect! He loves your animals and can even communicate with them to some degree. It’s a natural ability of fairies to be able to communicate somewhat with animals. 

I’d say King is the anxious but more laidback type of friend. Like he cares about you a lot, so he worries about you as well. For example, if the two of you go out to eat somewhere, let's say for lunch, and they get his order wrong? You’ll most definitely have to step up for him because he won’t say anything and just eat it as it is.

I honestly was so confused when I was trying to find King’s height. I haven't watched/read Seven Deadly Sins in YEARS, so I got all kinds of things spoiled for me. But the best I could find was that he was around 5’3”-5’11”. So take that as you will haha. The two of you go out with Diane to find sweets all the time! It’s a common hangout for you three to split up and just go hunt down sweets to later bring back and share :)

[samedmunds]

My litany thoughts on 1999 cult classic strategy video game Sid Meier's Alpha Centauri

Alpha Centauri is a game of the early Civilization variety from the EA golden age and ranks very highly in my top ten. While you probably heard of it if you were playing video games around the turn of the century, I've found members of my age cohort to be tragically unfamiliar with this masterpiece.

Alpha Centauri is an unofficial sequel to Civilization II, a game where the only way to way to win is either completely eliminate all competitors to the last city or, rather more easily, send a spaceship loaded with colonists to the title star system. Shortly after leaving home, the ship loses contact with Earth, which would make sense to a player of Civilization II where the bonuses to science and trade from democracies evaporate when technology ends, upon which point all the AIs revolt and become militant fundamentalist theocracies and climate change rapidly destroys the planet, leaving the player with an endgame that is literally 1984. Either way, when the already strained ship arrives at the Alpha Centauri system an unknown partisan assassinates the captain of the UNS Unity and the population fractures into seven opposing factions before firing the colony pods and exploring an inconveniently hostile planet.

The player starts here, in typical Civ fashion: a scout, settler, and absolutely no technology to speak of. That isn't to say you are a bunch of primitives, all your units start out with some approximation to modern guns and judging by the amazing quotes and wonder videos your society is well beyond the 21st century--more on the story later. The gameplay is incredibly well-balanced in spite of its age and quirks (with the exception of the freight-train progression of Yang). Rapid early expansion as the bountiful Peacekeepers may leave you at serious risk to the relentlessly martial Spartans, who are in turn threatened by the uber-specialized technocratic University--but be careful to underestimate the backwards Lord's Believers, their probe teams will just as quickly rob you of your gains. The Morganites can afford to sparsely defend their home if they're willing to pay off their aggressors, but they'll struggle expand over great swaths of territory without irking civil unrest drone riots from corruption. Meanwhile the Gaian Acolytes can harness the permanently-dangerous mindworms to great effect from the beginning of the game. Yang just... builds. And keeps building, and next thing you know he's conquered the Peacekeepers and turned Miriam into nothing more than a puppet and where are all these cruise missiles are coming from?

In short, the strategic design of this game is nothing less than a work of art, but that isn't to say it doesn't have its anachronisms. The User Interface has taken its inspiration from early versions of Microsoft Word and it rapidly pays off to know the hotkeys. The wonder videos are resolution locked and can sometimes cause problems depending on your display configuration. The unit creation system is simultaneously wonderful and horrendous. It allows me to create special long-range nerve gas bombers that eradicate cities shortly before orbitally-dropping specially-trained garrisons to quash all resistance. On the other hand, if you do not accept the cumbersome slew of computer-generated options, keeping your new weapons systems up to date with your latest technology (especially when playing as Zakharov) rapidly becomes a chore.

That said, there are a variety of features in the game that I think deserve to make a reappearance in the Civ Games. The pick-your-government system is incredibly balanced and fun to roleplay. You can't get away with crimes against humanity when solar storms hit in Civilization VI, nor can you weaponise climate change to flood your rivals cities, or strategically terraform to alter weather patterns and deny your neighbors arable land. At the bare minimum, we should be given the option to nerve staple rebelling cities when our control runs out!

All that said, there is also the story to contend with. One is at first tempted to think that a 4x strategy game with a marked emphasis on replayability would necessarily have a tacked-on story, if one at all. After all, the point is for the player to create it through their actions, not have it spoonfed to them. The majority of what you learn about your world that isn't printed in numbers and small pictures on the mapscreen is through blurbs that accompany each discovered technology or new building. The aforementioned wonders even have their adorable early-CG renderings, sometimes mixed in with some experimental film footage. There are occasional interludes that describe the mindworms and machinations of Planet, but the bulk of the wordage comes from epigrams of the faction leaders and the occasional bit of Nietzsche or Plato. It's so good that I can't help but stop and listen to CEO Nbwadibuke Morgan ramble on about supply chain economics or Sister Miriam's apocalyptic warnings every single time. Take some examples.

Proper care and education for our children remains a cornerstone of our entire colonization effort. Children not only shape our future; they determine in many ways our present. Men and women work harder knowing their children are safe and close at hand, and never forget that, with children present, parents will defend their home to the death!

--Col. Corazon Santiago, "Planet: A Survivalist's Guide"

Or perhaps, a more on the nose one:

"The Academician's private residences shall remain off-limits to the Genetic Inspectors. We possess no retroviral capability, we are not researching retroviral engineering, and we shall not allow this Council to violate faction privileges in the name of this ridiculous witch hunt!

--Fedor Petrov, Vice Provost for University Affairs Accompanies the Retroviral Engineering technology

The game often doesn't directly tell you what Retroviral engineering is, nor does it labor to explain just what having someone nerve stapled means, or the precise function of the Recycling Tanks, but through its quotation it beautifully circumlocutes the world you are shaping--and being shaped by. It really never pulls any of its punches, even if its just on Organic Superlube--great stuff--and I still catch muself quoting it regularly.

Ursula LeGuin once wrote

"Science fiction is often described, and even defined, as extrapolative. The science fiction writer is supposed to take a trend or phenomenon of the here-and-now, purify and intensify it for dramatic effect, and extend it into the future. 'If this goes on, this is what will happen.' [...] This may explain why many people who read science fiction describe it as 'escapist,' but when questioned further, admit they do not read it because 'it's so depressing.'"

Alpha Centauri is absolutely extrapolative fiction and very firmly rooted in the 1990s and I love it. It was released in the Aaron Sorkin TV, pre-9/11 days where the word Internet was more often than not followed by the words, "is like an information superhighway" and it absolutely no efforts are made to cover it up. The main factions are a cross-section of the New Millenium's hopes and anxieties. A New Russia that went a very different path before Putin took over, a cheerful clan of ruthless Western capitalists hellbent on putting Morganvision on every network set, a group of vaguely Scottish free-love peaceniks hellbent on defending the most-of-the-time incredibly hostile environment. There's the Second-Amendment preaching Spartans or the optimistically-influential UN which, judging by its naming scheme for its bases, seems to dedicate entire cities to bureaucratic agencies. The All-American Christian fundamentalists don't entirely butt heads with the frighteningly powerful Human-Hive (if your country calls their cities names like "Huddling of the People" and "Paradise Swarming" you might not be the good guys). The expansion also brings in more dynamic characters like the Information Wants to be Free! data angels Brian Reynolds very clearly came up with after watching Swordfish and Hackers back to back or the Nautilus Pirates who have no right to be as fun as they are.

The visions of the future are at once both anachronistic and prophetic; while elements may come off as cheese, I see it as a sort of window to the past, a way to examine what was once (and sometimes still is) on our mind. All in all, I give Sid Meier's Alpha Centauri 4 out of 5 stars and a definite all-time favorite, warts and all. You can pick it and its expansion up for $6 on Gog.com and play it through a built-in emulator that works for most systems. If you're willing to brave a dated interface and an older-fashioned gameplay style, I would definitely recommend it.

[arsonistslut]

Chapter 9: Reminders of Tragedy

"Hey, Jane!"

"Hey, Ingrid! How is my favorite person in the world?"

Jane's girlfriend of a good 9 years now happily walked over and kissed her on the cheek, beaming as she always seemed to do whenever she looked at her lover.

"Amazing now that you're here. Hey, you wanna go to that party Randy's having at his house tomorrow?"

"He's having a party? I didn't figure him the partying type."

"Despite the whole business parents thing, he is a real party animal. Hey, you know what's weird about the party?"

"What is?"

"He invited that Jeff guy there..y'know, that creep with the Conduct Disorder?"

She gestured to the tall, dark clothed young adult that sat alone at a lunch table nearby, playing with a switchblade.

"Hey, I remember him being pretty nice.."

"Remember him? You two date at some point?"

"We did, actually, wayyyy back."

Jane smirked when she saw the look of surprise and pride on Ingrid's face when she realized she guessed right.

"What was he like?"

"He was a sweetheart. Cheesy, but a sweetheart. Hell, even cheesier than me."

"Jane, you've carved our names into multiple trees. There's no out-cheesing that."

"Oh, you wouldn't believe how we met, either. My dad was out mowing the lawn, and he accidentally ran over a rock and it hit Jeff in the head."

"Oof, that sounds bad.."

"I visited him in the hospital with my parents one time, and I will never forget what he said to me as a pick-up line."

"What did he say?"

Jane cleared her throat, before trying her darndest to do an impression of a young Jeff.

"Did you come from heaven? Because you look like an angel!"

Ingrid couldn't help but let out a giggle as she quickly pulled Jane into her arms.

"Aww, that sounds so cute!"

"It was!"

Jeff himself was hearing this conversation from afar, the little tricks he played with his knife not an adequate distraction from the constant reminder of what could've been.

"I don't think he handled our breakup too well..nobody really wanted to treat him as anything other than a freak after his diagnosis went public. One time, I heard him ranting to his brother about how it was hypocritical of the school to do a health topic on depression when they wouldn't stop judging him for his CD."

"Sheesh, it sounds like he's been through a lot..poor kid could use a friend."

"It doesn't really look like he wants any. Liu isn't sitting with him..that's weird, Liu always sits with him."

"Prolly had an argument or something, you know siblings."

"Yeah.."

The day continued without incident, Jeffrey getting home at the same time as usual..yet his mind was not thinking about the party, or school, he was thinking about Jane and Ingrid. Why was Jane so special that she had everything she wanted in life and not him? What crime did he commit that landed him with absent parents, demonization from his peers, and a fucking smile cut into his face? That love, that relationship they had..Jeff came to the conclusion that it was something to be destroyed.

Liu, meanwhile, was..struggling with something. Something he never expected would be a problem in his life. Lately, he began having these thoughts..these violent, awful, intrusive thoughts, thoughts that seemed to be begging to be spoken aloud, the actions they describe seeming to grow more and more appealing as time passed.

Kill Randy.

Maim Keith.

Skin Troy like the cattle he is.

Maybe if he gave the thoughts an identity, they'd be easier to handle, he thought as he thought of a name for these urges..one stood out from the others. Not at all goofy, but not as laughably edgy as the other options.

Chapter 10: Enter Sully

Liu ended up speaking to Sully for the entire night..and even into the morning. When Jeff woke up the next morning, he could already hear Liu downstairs talking with..someone.

"It's sad, really..so concerned about themselves..no time spared for you."

"I-I guess..but they've got more important things to worry about.."

"Child, they do not have a thought in them about you. They're all self centered egomaniacs that would rather get pushed around by a genetic failure of a human rather than do anything about their situation!"

"That's not true, Sully! You're lying!"

A horrible growl soon came from the room.

"We are friends, child! Friends do not lie to each other, do they?"

"I..I guess not..goodbye for now, Sully."

"Where are you going?"

"I..I need some time to think."

Liu got back up, jumping from fear when he saw his brother staring at him.

"Holy shit, Jeff! You scared me!"

"I bet."

Awkward silence soon filled the dining room where they stood.

"Hey, Jeff...?"

"What?"

"I'm..sorry about punching you, and saying all that shit about you. I shouldn't have done that."

"No shit, Sherlock."

The elder brother turned around and began walking back up to his room, but not before his brother called out to him.

"Hey..is there any way I could make things up between us?"

"You could make things up by not betraying my trust again. You're all I've got, Liu..don't pull a Jane and fuck it up for me."

Liu always did question that grudge Jeff held for his ex, after all, he chatted with her in the past, and it always seemed like she genuinely enjoyed what her and Jeff had, and she always felt bad for leaving him like that. Hell, it sounded like it was as painful for her to leave him as it was for him to find out that his girlfriend left him. He was tempted to point that out, but he feared ruining things with his brother again.

"Alright.."

Chapter 11: A Hell of A Party

When Jane and Ingrid rounded the corner home, they found..a disturbing sight. A dead raccoon laying in the middle of the street, it's guts ripped out of it's body and thrown aside, Jeff gleefully pawing through the freshly murdered animal, childishly gawking and giggling over the corpse.

"Hey, Jeffrey! What happened here, what the fuck did you do?!"

Ingrid cried out to the blood-soaked kid, who looked up at her, confusion riddling his bloodied face.

"I killed a raccoon. It's not like anyone's gonna miss it."

"Why, you little-"

Ingrid slapped Jeffrey right across the face, knocking him to the ground as Jane held her girlfriend back and tried to keep the situation from escalating any further.

"What the hell was that for?!"

"You killed a helpless animal, you freak!!"

"I oughta kill you next, you piece of-"

Woods choked on his own spittle as he made his threat, never having been particularly..elegant with his words.

"Oh, really?! I'll kick your teeth down your fucking throat!"

"I swear to God, I'll strangle you with your own fucking intestines!!"

When Jeff reached for his switchblade, Jane panicked and grabbed her lover's hand, running off with her as Woods continued to scream at them.

"Your last words better be some Mark Twain shit, because it's going on your tombstone!! You hear me?!"

That experience was all on Jane's mind as she watched Jeff steadily get more and more wasted by the bonfire outside as time went on, at least, what glimpses she could catch of him when she wasn't busy dancing with the other students. Randy was also outside, reluctantly playing Truth Or Dare with the others as well as his increasingly hot and bothered enemy.

"Ok, Jeff!"

"Whaddup, baby?~"

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare, hit me with the worst ya got!"

"Slow dance with Randy."

"What the-no! I'm straight as a arrow, dude!"

"So is spaghetti until it gets wet~"

"Jeff, never say that again."

"C'mooooon, do the dare, ya pussy~ I don't bite!~"

Woods took his time getting up, but still had enough cognitive function to put on Grover Washington Jr's "Just The Two Of Us", to try and improve the mood, but Randy still wasn't having any of it. In a last ditch effort to try and seduce Randy, Jeffrey just..up and took his shirt off. That'll get things going, right? No, it didn't. Despite some swooning from some of his classmates, Randy himself didn't want any part of this. He was a few drinks deep as well, so in a drunken haze, he grabbed one of the bottles of booze they had, took a running start, and smashed it right over Jeff's head. The problem with that is that they were only a couple feet away from a bonfire, so when Jeff stumbled backward, he fell right into it, the alcohol on his exposed flesh quickly igniting. He quickly burst into flames, screaming and running off as the fire quickly seared his body, every remaining nerve ending he had that wasn't burnt away shocking his body with waves of pain. He could feel his scalp burning up once his hair was scorched away, finally finding solace in a nearby puddle that put out the flames. Jeff could see his life flashing before his eyes..his family, his brother..that was all he could see. As Randy and the other students' screams of horror faded away, Woods silently cursed himself for not doing anything more with his life..a single bloody tear rolled down his face as he shut his eyes for what he believed would be the last time.

Chapter 12: The End Of The Beginning

Suddenly..he was in some sort of void. The ground beneath him was black as pitch, and footsteps began to grow ever closer to him. When Jeff looked to see who was approaching, he found no earthly being waiting for his attention. When he laid his eyes on whatever approached, the previously totally dark void began to turn a sickly red. What stood before him was a monster unlike any other, an otherwordly monster many believed to be a mere tall tale.

HE COMES.