[ID: A marker and pen drawing of Portal 2 characters. P-body and ATLAS are facing one another, floating in a blue Excursion Funnel that is passing through a portal in a wall. Further up the wall is a security camera. Written next to this are the following lyrics from the Mountain Goats song Waving at You: "And I went to buy you something, but I caught myself in time. And nothing makes any sense anymore, but everything rhymes. Die hard, die kicking, old habit of mine. Die hard, die kicking, old habit of mine." End ID.]
{4 - Waving at You}
This is such a GLaDOS song… you can take my word on that if you have to.
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Inktober Day Three: New Monster Avenue
New Monster Avenue is a song about someone considering their actions as the consequences race to meet them.
Here’s 1,010 words about a woman outsmarting being framed.
Andy sat across the table from the man who had been a stranger up until a few hours prior. He had a head of curly hair that fell just short of his eyes and he was exactly twenty two years old, more of a young man really. His brown eyes refused to meet hers and instead took particular interest in the wood grain of her table.
“It’s a facade.” She said at last, taking a sip of her vanilla tea, which was finally cool enough to drink.
“Yeah, it doesn’t look like real wood.” Jesse replied and she took a deep breath. She had meant to calm herself, but the added bonus of inhaling two lungs full of vanilla did wonders to amplify the effect.
“No, I mean me. Everything you know about me, it’s all bullshit.” Andy said, setting her teacup down. It was more of a mug, the rim chipped on the opposite side and she wrapped her fingers around it to steal its warmth.
“Yeah, of course you’d say that.” Jesse scoffed.
“Because it’s the truth?” Andy asked.
“Because it’s what you’re supposed to say when you’re the bad… woman.”
“Antagonist.”
“Just because you’re someone’s aunt doesn’t-” She didn’t listen to the rest of his sentence, massaging the bridge of her nose instead. Whoever had done this, they had done a remarkable job in picking their mark. He didn’t realize anything about the situation and she wondered if she could convince him. It didn’t matter, she had to try.
“Jesse, someone in this town hates me.” She said. “And they’re trying to hurt me. Do you know who it is?” Jesse found another spot on the table to look and she cocked her head. That wasn’t a no. “Jesse, who took you that barn?”
“You’re not a cop,” Jesse said hesitantly.
“No,” Andy agreed. “I’m not a cop. Do you like cops? Word in town is you have a lot of run ins with them, so either you’re a big fan or…” He doubled down at the spot he was staring and she nodded. “I’m not a cop, Jesse. I’m not the bad woman, I’m not actually anyone’s aunt for that matter. I’m just a lady trying to live her life and someone took you to that barn and whoever did really wanted what’s about to happen to go differently.” Bad move. Jesse’s head snapped up, real fear in his eyes.
“What are you going to do?” He asked quickly.
“The police are on their way.” Andy explained. “We don’t have much time-”
“Get away from me!” Jesse said backing up towards the wall. She winced as the chair toppled over in his rush to get away. “They said you made Cynthia disappear.”
“I didn’t do that.” Andy explained slowly. “Jesse-” The first blaring siren cut through the silence of the room and Andy swallowed. He couldn’t run. If he ran it would spoil everything. “Just sit down and talk, I’m not going to hurt you.”
“If you weren’t going to hurt me why would you even say that?” Jesse asked. His hand tightened on the doorknob. Should she chase him? No. She decided in that instant. He may be younger than her by a decade but he was fast. He had been on one of the sports teams in high school. Football? Soccer? One of the running ones, whichever it was that was only a few years ago and he still looked like he could easily outpace her. So, trust then.
“Jesse, what whoever is trying to frame me wants is for the police to get here and take me in. You’re not my hostage. Once they walk in and see you’re fine, they won’t have any reason to take me in.” The sirens were almost here. Maybe if he ran now they would see. No. It would still look bad. It would look like they had caught her in the act.
“What… what do they think…”
“Jesse, last chance. Who put you in that barn? Because what they told the police is that I killed you.” Andy said and Jesse’s face fell as horror struck him. Had she pushed too far?
“But…” Jesse frowned. The sirens were right outside. She needed to hurry.
“Put it to you this way: If I was on trial for your murder and whoever was trying to frame me just let you walk out of that barn, I would be off the hook. You would tell them I didn’t do it. So, Jesse, you have to tell me who tried to put you in that barn because whatever they said? They were going to kill you tonight.”
“James!” Jesse said. “James said…” He bit his lip. A door slammed outside.
“James who?” She asked. She needed a name. Just give her a name.
“James Chris.” Jesse said.
“Police! Open up! We have a warrant!” The shout was from the other side of the door with accompanying knocks. Andy took a breath and stood, raising both her empty hands as the police broke down the door. If she had tried to open it, she would have been hit. To his credit, James stepped aside as if knowing that would happen. Officers filed in, pistols drawn and kevlar vests donned. “You are under arrest for the suspected murder of Jesse Fitzgerald, put your hands on-”
“Hey Frank,” Jesse called from behind the door and Frank turned on him so fast that he screamed. For a moment, Frank did nothing. It was only when one of the other officers began to read Andy her Miranda rights that he spoke.
“Stop,” Frank said.
“What?” The officer asked, upset to be pulled out of his speech. “What the hell, Frank, she’s a murderer.” So much for due process.
“Who did she murder?” Jesse asked and Andy fought back a grin. Good kid.
“So… You’re not under arrest.” Frank said, turning to her. “But you have a lot of questions to answer.”
“Gladly.” Andy said. “Can you all lower your guns? My tea is getting cold.”
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I wanna sing one for the cars That are right now headed silent down the highway And it's dark and there is nobody driving And something has got to give • Another emotional night to end an emotional year. @mountaingoatsmusic never fail to fucking entertain and never fail to make me cry like a big baby. Also thank you @jonwurster for passing along the stones for me! Thank you for taking time to talk to me as I fumbled over words. I really do hope the stones keep you all safe on your travels. It was a tiny thank you for everything you four as a band did for me for the last couple years. Thank you to everyone who took time to complement my #tmginktober fighter jacket. I promise next show it will be finished, and I came up with the joke to add patches to one sleeve for the boys to sign. I will post the jacket done soon. I’ve been busting my butt over the last couple of weeks to finish what I had. (Still have seven prompts to go!!!) Nothing touches the fellow fans at a mountain goats show. It’s such an honor to live in NC to be able to see John perform a close to home way. Thank you Matt, John, Peter, and Jon. I also met @evanoutof10 last night and he was super nice and thank you for letting scream that I love your YouTube channel! • #outofcosplay #themountaingoats #tmginktober #tmginktober2019 (at The Haw River Ballroom) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5xkiZtnCiu/?igshid=1azes72yaf69u
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[ID: A marker and pen drawing showing a woman in a long blue dress coming through a doorway, a moonlit night and grassy hill behind her. This cool-toned scene is confined to a jagged shape, surrounded by red and orange flame-like lines. End ID.]
{1 - Grendel's Mother}
It's always an interesting experience when I feel pretty familiar with a song until one day I fully pay attention and realize I had not grasped what was going on there at all! I mean, I didn't know much about Beowulf until I looked it up for this, so the title wasn't a help, but merely thinking a tiny bit harder about the lyrics (that I even had half-memorized) was like... 😲
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