#not like Die die but. losing at soccer is a fate worse than death to these sick fucks. so ya know
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reo literally watched kunigami fucking die . thats.
#not like Die die but. losing at soccer is a fate worse than death to these sick fucks. so ya know#also kunigami like Died died. and then came back with an emo playlist#voidcore.txt
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It’s Fictober!!!!
Post Ep Emily
tagging @today-in-fic @fictober-event @fictober @suitablyaggrieved
from the drabble prompts
Prompts “Don’t shut me out.”
She traces the images of a smiling 3 year old. Whose short hair mimics her sister. The scattered tissues that barely hold her tears mingle with the dried blood under the floorboards. As she sits against the hard wood door in a heap of convulsing sobs. She was so strong at the funeral, her sadness contained in the shell of her broken down body. Everytime she closes her eyes she sees a scared little face begging her to stop the tests. She sees Mulder clutching yellow flowers too tightly as his own sorrow for her pours from his eyes. He knows what this tiny child was to her. He knows that she wanted another life another path, not because of him or their quest. But because fate had chosen her to live on, she had been returned survived the incurable and yet her destiny wasn’t to find the joys that she had forsaken it was as if she was being punished for fighting. She lived but she will never live on in the form of another, she will never have a child that bares her dna. She will never get to feel a baby rolling around in her womb. Never have to worry about labor pains, morning sickness. She will never be able to give Mulder the family he has sought after for 20 plus years. When she was dying it didn’t matter what she did, it was almost easier not caring for the consequences, because in 6 months she would be dead and it would be someone else's problem. That they would have to see how she shattered herself, shattered her relationships, pushed people away so that when she died the pain would be less. Her mother, her brothers.. Mulder. She pushed back and worked and focus on things that were tangible and lacked the emotional connection, a connection she wasn’t interested in forming when death's door was all but a breath away. But now she is here in a world that has cursed her to relive a walking nightmare, happy families practically taunting her, Mulder trying to be closer but yet still keeping his distance despite her practically throwing herself at him. He knew when she told him she couldn’t have children, he knew and that was why he pushed her away months ago. Now she knows why she never realized it, never realized that all he wants is a family. The way he speaks of Samantha of a life lost in time. He is frozen there, in this disillusionment of the perfect happy family and he craves it so badly. She should have known, should have realized when he was talking about baseball and small towns. Saw how his eyes lit up with Emily. He thought there was a chance, a chance for them and this little girl. He didn’t care if it wasn’t his he just cared that it was hers. He wanted to do everything he could to protect them, Emily and her and in the end as always they both lost. Her heart breaks a little more as she squeezes the tissue in her hand. She knows the human body can’t possibly run out of water from tears, but in moments like this she feels like it's as much as anything. She feels the knock on her door against her head. The lights are dimmed and if she doesn’t move perhaps her will let her suffer the pain alone, like she should. It wasn’t his daughter that died, it’s not his chance for parenthood that is on the line. Just hers. Just her that will forever see Emily's face in tiny toddlers, her that will envision an entire life for a girl she barely knew.
Mulders voice comes through “Please Scully, don’t shut me out.” The last of the words are barely audible and she keeps thinking I have to, I can’t have us both broken at the same time. How will we save one another if both of us just want to die?
Her breathe heaves in and out of her lungs as she tries desperately to control her emotions for just enough time to tell him she is fine, cursed and miserable, but fine. But he is whole, safe, able to share his beautiful genes with any woman who would be so very lucky to have him. Deep breath.
“I’m fine..” her voice practically shatters at the word and she can’t help the tears that mingle with her lips as she repeats it to herself in a whisper, ”I’m fine, it’s fine… everything is ….” and the door clicks and before she can even figure out how to control her tears she is in his arms and they are both crumbling to the floor as her sobs wrack through her body in uncontrollable spasms. He’s there not reassuring her but stroking her back like he did to Emily in the group home. God, Emily those tests how could she as her mother ever make her child needlessly suffer for the small glimmer of hope of what could of been.
“Mulder, I was such a terrible mother to her, I let them test her, I made her suffer just so that I could have a few more moments with the only child I will ever have. I failed her, the one person in the world that mattered.”
Mulders hand continues up and down and her face gets buried in his neck.
“You showed her love Scully, and tried everything to save her, to give her the life she deserved, to love her unconditionally. You are what all mothers strive to be,” he stares deep into her water filled eyes and continues “a protector, who had to make the hardest choice imaginable, and you chose to set her free from the confines of a world that would have only caused her more pain than anyone should ever experience.”
He cups her face in his hands kissing her tears as she hiccups in sorrow. He takes them to the couch and she is so mentally exhausted she barely notices. Barely registers the warm blanket that he drapes around both of them before her body finally gives in to a dreamless slumber.
When she wakes he has a small cup of tea for her. She rubs her eyes and mutters her thanks.
“You don’t have to stay, thank you for coming over, I just..”
He pursues his lips stares at her paintings, and sits next to her taking her hands in his.
He clears his throat “I know you think that my mother was terrible to me, that she neglected me and that my family life was horrible. But the problem was.. It wasn’t. Before Sam was taken it was perfect, it was the perfect life. Summers on the vineyard, baseball, peanut butter sandwiches, endless hugs, family barbecues. It was like your family, everyone was just happy to be together. Sure Sam was annoying, but she would play stratego with me. My mom would try to make pancakes in the shape of the Enterprise. My dad would throw a baseball to both of us, from the second his feet hit the driveway until well after the street lights came on. He never even got to go inside and put down his briefcase. Over the years, after, the baseball gloves collected dust the pancake mix went bad and all that was left was two people who were shells of their former selves. They weren’t my parents they were people who were so broken that no amount of love or devotion or success would put them back together again, and I was there and watched it all. I saw what losing a family member does to people. What it did to me, what it did to them. So I know you will be fine, because you need to tell yourself that, need to believe it like you believe in god and science. But you will wonder, you will wonder if Emily would ever have loved ballet, if she would be good at soccer, if she would love math and science like you or history and art like me. There will be moments where you will swear that you see her on the street, moments where a candle will flicker out and you feel her breath on your skin. You will hear her laugh in wind and feel her tears in the rain, and in every single one of those moments you will not be fine, and you need to accept that those moments Scully, those are the moments that prove that life is worth living. I want you to tell me when those moments happen Scully. I want you to tell me because being shut out, taking it all on your own, doesn’t make you strong, it makes you hate the world. It makes you into the shell of a person, and there is nothing worse than living life with deep seated regret and pain. I can’t watch another person I love become… hopeless. So I need you to tell me, so you and I can work on it together. To grieve together for the life we could of had, and for the pain we must endure. Can you do that for me Scully? Please?”
As the tears stream down her face she can’t help but nod. Because he’s right, of course he is, and years from now, when she still can’t get rid of him and him of her they will see a girl who they swear looks exactly like Emily, playing in puddles in her ballet outfit. They will see a kid with her smile looking at a science project. They will feel her presence in the darkest of circumstances and know for a glimmer of a second that hope endures.
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The Animals Got Talent
(Snowball behind the scenes) :D
SYNOPSIS:
What if Snowball became the leader of another farm? What if he challenged Animal Farm to go to Britain's Got Talent and go against them? Well, you will be able to read and experience here, in this Animal Farm sequel, with an involving story and the best judges and hosts there are.
FANFICTION:
Nothing much changed on the farm after Boxer's death. Napoleon was still the leader, always by Squealer and the dogs' side, while the other animals were brainstorming new projects to help the farm grow.
Until, what seemed to be a normal afternoon, the animals started hearing a bunch of different footsteps getting closer and closer. They rushed to the gate and locked eyes with Snowball and other animals holding a sign that said "Titans Farm".
"What is the meaning of this?" Napoleon asked.
"We came to announce that we are an official new farm." Snowball said, proudly.
"And we came to challenge Animal Farm and see who is stronger and smarter" A random dog shouted, as he appeared from the back of the Titans Farm crowd.
"That's some bullshit! We're not going to do that, come on comrades!!" Napoleon responded.
"Ok fine, but I think you're just scared that you are going to lose."
"Me, scared? I don’t get scared, bring it on!”
"So what's the prize?" Squealer asked.
"Who wins... gets both farms" Snowball answered.
"We accept! But what’s going to be the challenge?" Asked Napoleon, already confident he was going to win.
"We haven't decided yet, but it could be a race!" Said a random dog.
"No! It could be a soccer game!"
"I vote chess!"
"Or we could go to Britain's Got Talent.." A voice coming from the Titans Farm side said.
All the animals stopped yelling ideas and turned their heads towards where the voice was coming from and said "Huh?"
"Oh, yeah, I've heard about it! It's a show where a person or a group of people can show their talents and famous judges judge them" Clover said.
"Okay, I guess."
Then the animals from Animal Farm started thinking about which song they could sing or what performance they could do.
After a week, the animals saw themselves arriving in the line to enter the stage. There were a lot of directors, photographers and journalists documenting everything like they were famous people. They were thriving!
The place was huge! There were lots of changing rooms backstage filled with contestants and many fans were outside of the building waiting, excitedly, for the show to start.
"Oh, you guys came... Accept your fate, because we are going to win." Snowball said, bragging.
"You wish." Said Napoleon.
They heard a loud sound coming from the stage - the show was starting.
"Hello, everybody! Today is an extra special date, because we are celebrating Britain's Got Talent 50th anniversary! I am your host, Mr. Nunes, and today we have the famous Animal Farm and the brand new farm, which seems to have a surprise, Titans Farm. We also have very special judges: Taylor Swift, Obama and Draco Malfoy" The host said the names as he was pointing to each judge. The fans cheered and clapped their hands. "Now, our first group, Animal Farm!"
Napoleon, Squealer, the dogs and Clover entered the stage.
"Hello judges, it's an honor being here. We are going to sing an original song, but before that, we are going to do a tribute to our dear friend, Boxer, who died a couple of months ago." The audience gasped. Clover grabbed a block of stone and broke it with gravity's help.
After some tears from the audience, Napoleon said "Okay… We're all very sorry, but we must proceed. Let's start, comrades."
So, the animals started singing while Napoleon was conducting them.
"Friend of fatherless!
Fountain of happiness!
Lord of the swill-bucket!
Oh, how my soul is on
Fire when I gaze at thy
Calm and commanding eye,
Like the sun in the sky,
Comrade Napoleon!
Thou are the giver of
All that thy creatures love,
Full belly twice a day, clean straw to roll upon;
Every beast great or small
Sleeps at peace in his stall,
Thou watchest over all,
Comrade Napoleon!
Had I a sucking-pig,
Ere he had grown as big
Even as a pint bottle or as a rolling-pin,
He should have learned to be
Faithful and true to thee,
Yes, his first squeak should be
'Comrade Napoleon!'"
The audience started clapping.
"This song has a very interesting meaning.." Taylor Swift said.
"I personally loved it!" Said Draco Malfoy.
"Uh... I am sorry, but this is not very appropriate." Obama said.
It wasn't what they expected, but they were confident that the group was going to do worse.
"Now, for our next number, Titans farm, who will sing a very special song, as we much heard about it" Exclaimed Mr. Nunes.
Then, five animals, with Snowball leading them, entered the stage and started singing.
"Titans of England, titans of Ireland,
Titans of every land and clime,
Hearken to my joyful tidings
Of the golden future time.
Soon or late the day is coming,
Tyrant Man shall be o’erthrown,
And the fruitful fields of
England Shall be trod by titans alone.
Rings shall vanish from our noses,
And the harness from our back,
Bit and spur shall rust forever,
Cruel whips no more shall crack.
Riches more than mind can picture,
Wheat and barley, oats and hay,
Clover, beans, and mangel-wurzels
Shall be ours upon that day.
Bright will shine the fields of England,
Purer shall its waters be,
Sweeter yet shall blow its breezes
On the day that sets us free.
For that day we all must labour,
Though we die before it break;
Cows and horses, geese and turkeys,
All must toil for freedom’s sake.
Titans of England, titans of Ireland,
Titans of every land and clime,
Hearken well and spread my tidings
Of the golden future time."
As the song ended, the judges looked at each other and just knew. Taylor Swift stood and pressed the golden buzzer - the buzzer that automatically makes you win.
"WHAT IS THIS?? CANCEL… CANCEL ALL OF THIS!! YOU GUYS STOLE OUR SONG!! THIS IS OUR RIGHT!! WE SHOULD WIN RIGHT NOW!!" Napoleon invaded the stage, shouting.
Everyone was shocked.
"Calm down, Mr. Napoleon. We wrote this song! Maybe you're feeling a little sick, call the animal ambulance!!" said Snowball, very calmly.
"SOMEONE HELP ME, I'M BEING ATTACKED, HEL-"
"Shhh, stop talking, otherwise it will get worse"
"BUT-"
"Shh"
And before they knew the ambulance was there. Napoleon was taken and was never seen again. The Titan's Farm animals took the award home very proudly.
After a time without a leader, the Animal Farm was out of control and after discussing a lot, the animals had no choice but to join Titans farm. Snowball became the leader of all, always by Squealer and the dogs' side, while the other animals were brainstorming new projects to help the farm grow.
"Everything went according to plan." A voice echoed into the night with loud barks following it.
By: Isabel Bicudo and Rafaela Ferreira. 9A.
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— On the wicked wings of time, thy kingdom comes
Meet [ Channarong (Chen) Chaiprasit ]
He is a [ twenty-three ] year old [ pastry chef at seoltang cafe & part-time day shift at 7eleven ] currently residing in [ nanjin duplex, #402 ]. Visit and greet him today!
Personality:
From day one, Chen’s defining feature has been his ear to ear smile that make his eyes disappear. He strives to be a good friend and will always laugh at your jokes, no matter how bad. Since he was young he’s always been the type to be happiest when those around him are happy so he tries his best to be inclusive and approachable to everyone around. While his extrovertive childhood personality shines through to this day, he’s also followed by repercussions of the trauma he’s lived through. While pleasant is still Chen’s default setting, some days he definitely has to try harder than others to combat his anxiety. On a small scale he’s just a little quieter and clingier, however in moments of extreme adrenaline his body’s first line of defence is to revert back to his childhood mutism to cope.
Spirit: Erebus
Power: Sensory Deprivation: the ability to deprive the senses of oneself or others
Chen’s power allows him to deprive or dull the senses of those around him by exuding an area of influence. If he uses his power on a scale larger than he can handle, in turn his own sense amplify for a period of time up to a point. It cannot be targeted to one specific person or be used on himself. However if he’s extremely overwhelmed or facing a life threatening situation sometimes his power will override his body and just pull all his senses away, leaving him unconscious for an unspecified period of time. (tbh unlikely, will only happen if he’s suuuuper stressed or thinks he’s gonna die)
Biography:
Constantly bounding off the walls of their small country home, Chen was a personified ball of sunshine that spread his contagious smile wherever he went. Raised in a house bursting at the seams with love he never felt like anything was missing despite the fact that the only people in his life were his aging grandparents. All the young boy knew about his parents were that they were hardworking good people who were ultimately unable to care for him. Despite their absence, Chen had a unique passion for life that never ceased burning just like his spitfire spirit.
Being a kid was tough to begin with. Even tougher when you were known for being the only Thai kid in your small town with no parents to boot. The teasing started the moment Chen stepped foot into his first classroom. It never let up. In fact, it only got worse. First it was for his lack of parents, then because his smile was too wide, his demeanor too kind, it was always something. No matter how bad it got though, he swore he would bear it and keep smiling for the sake of his grandparents. Even with the relentless bullying, he never felt like there was anything missing from his life with them around.
It wasn’t until his last year of primary school that it happened, the incident. Over time, the teasing got worse. Being called names turned into not so playful shoving which only escalated to full on assaults. He didn’t understand why they couldn’t just accept him when he already accepted himself for who he was? Catching Chen in the act of holding hands with the first boy he had romantic feelings for is what broke the proverbial straw on the camel’s back.
Taking a shortcut home after a soccer game that ran too late, Chen was blindsided. Pushed and beaten to the ground by unidentifiable figures. This was nothing new, he was used to it all but at such a young age his vessel could only tolerate so much. After holding on as long as his fragile frame would allow, he broke, giving in to the fists assaulting his sides. It occurred to him just after his face went numb from the swelling that this might be it for him. Chen accepted his fate, his life began to flash before his eyes but then, suddenly, it all stopped. Shrouded in what he thought was death’s embrace, he was alone, he heard nothing, saw nothing, and most importantly, felt nothing. Honest to god, Chen thought he died right then and there but eventually the light came through and he regained consciousness days later. It was a miracle he was still alive
Unable to deal with the trauma of the incident, the once bounding ball of sunshine became an anxiety ridden being, living in the shell of his former self. For months after, Chen was unable to speak. He couldn’t produce a word if he tried, he heard the doctor mention selective mutism behind a closed door once. Whatever it was, that paired with the anxious tendencies were his brain’s way of coping. It took years of therapy and the unconditional support he received from home but eventually he healed and once again resembled his smiling self, at least on the outside.
Eventually things began to go his way again, recovery allowed Chen to focus on school. Graduating with decent grades landed him a spot at his college of choice in Seoul. Thrilling news for his number one supporters, his ecstatic grandparents. It wasn’t until sophomore year of his college career that things began to fall apart again. The phone call came on a dreary Thursday afternoon and within 24 hours he was on a train back home indefinitely to care for his ailing grandfather. The illness was swift and merciless, stripping him of what made him human until it eventually claimed his life months later. Not a week after the funeral, his grandmother followed suit and passed in her sleep. Deep down Chen knew it was of a broken heart but there was no way to confirm this theory. In the span of a few weeks, he’d managed to lose the only family he knew. What was he supposed to do now?
Dealing with their estate and funeral arrangements alone was a nightmare but insisting on doing that while going back to school and holding down a part time job? A near impossible task however that didn’t stop Chen from trying. That’s when it happened again. The overwhelming weight of trying to juggle all his responsibilities became too much for him and darkness consumed him. Sight, sound, scent, taste, and touch, were all lost to him. Chen existed among the shadows, in between consciousness completely unaware of his surroundings. This time it took a week but he awoke in a hospital bed, bewildered as to how he ended up here. It was in that moment, with the doctor spouting off possible diagnoses that went in one ear and out the other, that truth dawned upon him. What happened to him all those years ago, the darkness that saved his life, it was no isolated act of god. There was something inside of him and despite his lack of understanding he was able to acknowledge that much. A sense of contentment was bestowed upon Chen however he never questioned his newfound ability more than necessary.
After the episode, the now young adult dropped out of college and spent a few months wandering aimlessly. Splitting his time going back and forth between his hometown in the countryside and Seoul. It wasn’t until Chen came across an ad for a small bakery back home while job hunting that he found something that truly excited him. Excitedly, he applied right away and hasn’t looked back since. Rediscovering his purpose through rekindling his love affair with food gave him a newfound zest for life. Being in the kitchen took him back to being a kid again, reminding him of how much he enjoyed preparing Thai sweet bread with his grandmother every Sunday. Wherever she was, she was proud of him, that Chen was sure of. Since then, he’s worked his way through various roles at various shops around the country but now Chen has found himself setting in Seoul once again, perhaps for good this time?
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If Wade and Michael met
Wade: Ugh, my brother is the worst.
Michael: He can’t be worse than my sister.
Wade: Oh, please. Did your sister ever run over your bike?
Michael: No, but she did damage mine by jumping on it and leaving a scratch. And did I mention it was the bike I got on my birthday?
Wade: That is a bit of a coincidence, but I bet your parents didn’t blame you for that.
Michael: Well, not exactly, but they might as well have. They were just concerned about whether she could’ve hurt herself and scolded me for not caring about her possible injuries, even though it would’ve been her own fault if she gained any.
Wade: Okay, this is getting kind of freaky. When my brother ran over my bike, my parents said it was an accident blamed me for leaving it in the driveway. Can you believe that?
Michael: Yes, I can, because of all the times my parents blamed me for everything Tara did to me. They just think she’s so cute and innocent just because she’s younger than me.
Wade: Tell me about it. Mine think Micah is so perfect, just because he gets straight As and is good at soccer.
Michael: Mine think I should take care of Tara because I’m older and she looks up to me. Yeah, sure. If the times she looks up to me to poke me in the eye count.
Wade: Mine think I should look up to Micah, because he’s older. And I don’t even want to think about the time he read my diary over the loudspeaker at the local swimming pool. Did I mention that said diary revealed my crush on a boy who was at the pool and heard everything?
Michael: Sounds bad, but it couldn’t be as humiliating as the time my sister led the girl I have a crush on into my room while I was changing and she saw me in my underwear. She almost ruined every chance I had with her.
Wade: Okay, this is really starting to get freaky. My brother wore his underwear on my head in front of my friends and crush. SO embarrassing.
Michael: Um...what? And you’re the one who was embarrassed by that?
Wade: Okay, looking back on it, it doesn’t make much sense, but at the time, it was the most embarrassing thing ever.
Michael: I bet your brother didn’t ever make you get beaten up.
Wade: No, he just does that himself. One time, he shoved me into a bathtub.
Michael: I bet that didn’t leave as many bruises on you as the time my sister planted a bully’s baseball cap in my backpack, leading me to get beaten up by said bully. I don’t call her “Tara the Terrible” for nothing.
Wade: I don’t spell Micah C-R-E-E-P for nothing, either. And that’s when I’m not spelling his name J-E-R-K or E-N-E-M-Y.
Michael: I always spell Tara’s name B-R-A-T.
Wade: Okay, top this. I’m going to tell the worst thing Micah ever did to me. It goes beyond just embarrassing diaries and mangled bikes.
Michael: I’m listening.
Wade: Okay, so at one point, I decided I had had enough of my brother’s treatment of me and decided to get revenge.
Michael: So did I. I decided to damage the cuckoo clock my dad bought and frame it on her. After all the times she got me in trouble for what she did, can you really blame me?
Wade: Oh, I tried to get revenge before that, actually. I tried putting slugs in his coffee during a date he had with his girlfriend, but then my mom came in and drank it instead. And then when Micah said I was the one who made the coffee, she told me to stop picking on him.
Michael: Oh, tell me about it. I’ve lost count of the times my parents tell me to “stop picking on your little sister”. But does she ever pick on me? No. I’m always the one being mean to her, and never the other way around.
Wade: I empathize, but I believe I was telling a story before you so rudely interrupted?
Michael: Sorry. Proceed.
Wade: Anyway, where was I...oh, right. I decided to get revenge, and I did this with a company I found in a newspaper ad called “Revenge R Us”. Based on the title, I thought it’d be able to help me get back at Micah, so I went there and a woman named Iris said she’d be able to help me get revenge on my brother, and I told her I wanted something really, REALLY horrible. Something to make him regret every time he even thought about tormenting me. My first revenge was that Micah would become so itchy that he’d eventually scratch all his skin off.
Michael: Wow. That’s harsh.
Wade: What did I say about interrupting? And are you seriously blaming me, after all the things I said Micah did to me?
Michael: Sorry, couldn’t resist. And no, I was saying it in admiration. I wish I could’ve done something equally horrible to Tara. Did the revenge work out?
Wade: Sadly, no. Instead, I was the one who started becoming itchy. I could barely stand it. I scratched myself so hard I was bleeding. For a moment, I thought I was going to die. I really did.
Michael: Wow...do you know what happened to me when I damaged the cuckoo clock?
Wade: What?
Michael: No annoyance at me interrupting?
Wade: Eh, I’m starting to mind it less. Anyway, what happened?
Michael: I started going back in time. Every time I went to sleep, I woke up younger. The first time, I had to repeat my birthday party that Tara ruined - the one I mentioned where she damaged my brand new bike. I know, you probably don’t believe me.
Wade: Um, did you miss the part where I said a spell caused me to itch uncontrollably? Time travel doesn’t seem too far-fetched in comparison. And did your birthday end up better than before, now that you know how to prevent those things from happening?
Michael: No, unfortunately. Everything bad still happened to me. I tried to stop it, but it seemed like Tara was destined to ruin my day. But anyway, back to your story. What happened next?
Wade: I returned to Iris and she reversed the itching spell. Then I asked her to make it up to me with another revenge.
Michael: Wait. You actually asked her for another revenge? After what happened last time?
Wade: I know, I know. It was stupid looking back on it, and I could’ve saved myself from a lot of trouble if I just ran away from her while I had the chance.
Michael: About as stupid as me not trying to prove to my parents and sister that I was going back in time by predicting things that would happen since I had already lived through them, instead of just insisting I was time traveling.
Wade: Well, your brain might’ve been regressing as you became younger, so you might not have been as smart. I don’t have any excuse for continuing to trust that woman.
Michael: Yes, you do. From what I’ve heard of your brother, any sane person would want revenge against him. It might’ve not been too smart of a move, but I can’t blame you too much.
Wade: Oh. Well, thanks, I guess.
Michael: No problem. Your brother doesn’t sound too different from my sister, so I can relate. Anyway, what was your second revenge?
Wade: It was for Micah to lose chunks of his hair and become bald. But instead...
Michael: Let me guess, you became bald instead?
Wade: No. Actually, the opposite happened. I started growing hair everywhere. To the point where a bunch of dogs mistook me for one of them. And then when I returned to Iris, she suggested the problem was that the revenge requests won’t work if I’m present while she casts them. You see, she had a magic crow that she used to grant my requests. So she instructed me to go home while she thought of a perfect revenge for Micah, one that she claimed would solve all my problems regarding him.
Michael: Sounds good. So what happened?
Wade: Well, she wasn’t lying. She did solve my problems...by causing him to vanish from existence.
Michael: Wait a minute. You’re joking, right? Literally the exact same thing happened to my sister, thanks to me knocking her birth year off the cuckoo clock. And I have to say, I don’t miss her one bit.
Wade: Woah, really? I hate my brother, but I wouldn’t go so far as wishing death on them. In fact, when I thought he had disappeared, I felt guilty about it.
Michael: Hmm. Well, I guess we’re just different in that regard.
Wade: So I returned to Iris, and she said the spell she cast was too powerful and there was almost nothing she could do to reverse it. However, there was one way. She said she had an evil twin sister who had also had a crow, and I had to steal it from a house to bring Micah back. However, she warned me that it was extremely dangerous and I could suffer the same fate as my brother - being vanished from existence.
Michael: And you risked your life to save him? Despite everything he had done to you?
Wade: Yeah, though I’m questioning now whether it was worth it. And here’s the important part. Listen carefully during this next bit.
Michael: Okay. What happened?
Wade: Well, I entered the house, and saw a woman sleeping. I assumed it was Iris’s sister, and I was just about to steal the crow I saw when the woman grabbed me. And guess what? The woman...was Micah.
Michael: ...What?
Wade: Yes. It turns out he saw the newspaper ad in my room and predicted that I’d seek help from the company, so he went to Iris beforehand and paid her $300 so that all my revenge wishes would backfire on me.
Michael: Why? Why would he do that?
Wade: He said it was to get revenge on me.
Michael: What? Revenge for what? What did you do to him?
Wade: That question remains unanswered. And he knew all the horrible things that happened to me, and he was happy about it. He was happy about the itching and hair growing I had to suffer. He was talking about it with such glee.
Michael: Oh, wow. I’m going to say your brother is a bit worse than my sister.
Wade: Well, I’d say they’re about equal. Your sister might be a bit worse considering that she’s younger than you. How old is she, exactly?
Michael: Seven.
Wade: My brother is seventeen. Your sister might be worse since she’s so young and yet so horrible.
Michael: I don’t know...what your brother did, paying that woman so much just so that she’d torture you? I’d say that’s worse than anything Tara did to me.
Wade: I guess it’s a tie.
Michael: I guess.
Wade: Oh, and don’t get me started on Micah. I could go on and on. Like that time he...sorry, you probably don’t want to hear my whining.
Michael: I’m listening...as long as you’re willing to listen to me whine incessantly.
Wade: It seems only fair, after that story I told you.
Michael: Okay, you go first.
Wade: Alright. Well, there was this time when Mom told him to clean his room and...
#goosebumps#the cuckoo clock of doom#revenge r us#michael webster#wade brill#I recently read revenge r us#not shown: the several hours Wade and Michael spend afterward complaining about their sbilings
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Hey b I know you like asks so answer all 200 because I'm just that nice :^)
FUCK THATS SO MANY
200: my crush’s name is:as if you all don’t know at this point. it’s sarah
199: i was born in:2002
198: i am really:gay
197: my cellphone company is: i’m so fuckin stupid i’m not sure what the question is asking
196: my eye color is: brown
195: my shoe size is:eight and a half/nine
194: my ring size is:i don’t wear rings
193: my height is:5′5
192: i am allergic to:nothing
191: my first car was:never had a car
190: my first job was:never had a job
189: last book you read:hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy
188: my bed is:small
187: my pet:is a beautiful orange cat named danny and i love her
186: my best friend:is lovely
185: my favorite shampoo is:i don’t care
184: xbox or ps3:i’ve never played a ps3 so i guess xbox
183: piggy banks are:ok??? why are we trying to start piggy bank discourse
182: in my pockets:are trash
181: on my calendar:i don’t use a calendar
180: marriage is:alright?? i’d get married if my partner wanted to
179: spongebob can:?? exist??
178: my mom:is not very nice
177: the last three songs i bought were?uhhh i havent bought music in a while idk
176: last yt video i watched:for him.
175: how many cousins do you have?fuck dude. so many. i don’t know.
174: do you have any siblings?two, a brother and a sister
173: are your parents divorced?well my parents tried to get divorced but my dad died before it actually got worked out and my mom and my stepdad aren’t married and have never been so
172: are you taller than your mom?i believe so
171: do you play an instrument?yeah, piano
170: what did you do yesterday?not much, just sat around and then walked in circles around my house for hours and then hung out with my siblings in the yard
[do you believe in]
169: love at first site:no, what if that pretty girl u saw on the street is an asshole?? what if she’s racist and homophobic dude u don’t know her
168: luck:sure
167: fate:yeah i guess
166: yourself:haha no
165: aliens:ya
164: heaven:idk
163: hell:idk
162: god:idk!!
161: horoscopes:idk they’re fun to look at
160: soul mates: i’d like to believe in soul mates
159: ghosts:idk
158: gay marriage:gay marriage isn’t a fuckinhg cryptid, yes i believe in it i’m gay and i’m gonna probably get married
157: war:god fuck i don’t know
156: orbs:??????????
155: magic:could be real, might not be, who knows
[this or that]
154: hugs or kisses:kisses
153: drunk or high:never been either so
152: phone or online:phone, can text my friends whom i lov
151: red heads or black haired:black haired i guess
150: blondes or brunettes:someone’s gonna get sad when i answer this but brunettes
149: hot or cold:i don’t know actually
148: summer or winter:summer, it’s better than having seasonal depression added onto my normal depression
147: autumn or spring: spring
146: chocolate or vanilla:vanilla
145: night or day:night
144: oranges or apples:apples
143: curly or straight hair:curly!!!!!!!!!!!!!
142: mcdonalds or burger king:don’t really eat at either but if i had to choose, mcdonalds
141: white chocolate or milk chocolate?white chocolate
140: mac or pc:pc
139: flip flops or high heels:high heels
138: ugly and rich OR sweet and poor:wtf
137: coke or pepsi:don’t really drink soda
136: hillary or obama:man i don’t know too much about politics all i know is that i’d choose hillary over trump any day
135: buried or cremated:man i’m not sure,, i guess i’d prefer to be cremated Please Rid The World Of My Horrible Body
134: singing or dancing:singing
133: coach or chanel:i have like fifty cents do you think i can afford that shit
132: kat mcphee or taylor hicks:who
131: small town or big city:i love the city, maybe that’s because i live in a small town but i love the city
130: wal mart or target:target
129: ben stiller or adam sandler: idk
128: manicure or pedicure:well i don’t want anyone touching my feet i don’t even like taking my socks off around friends unless i very much trust them
127: east coast or west coast:well i live on the east coast so
126: your birthday or christmas:my bday bc we go on vacation for it bc it’s over the summer
125: chocolate or flowers:flowers
124: disney or six flags:never been to disney so six flags
123: yankees or red sox:sport???
[here’s what i think about]
122: war:didn’t another question p much ask the same thing
121: george bush:idk??
120: gay marriage:p much already been asked bud
119: the presidential election:not my president can’t believe u fuckers let trump win
118: abortion:if someone wants an abortion, they should be able to get it. no one else should have a monopoly over that, not even the father, because their body does not belong to him.
117: myspace:never used it
116: reality tv:eh
115: parents:some are good, mine i am not fans of
114: back stabbers:i don’t think i’ve ever really been backstabbed
113: ebay:it’s ok?
112: facebook:don’t really use it
111: work:don’t have a job
110: my neighbors:i don’t talk to them much but everytime we go near their dogs on the otherside of the fence they call the dogs back or pull them away one of the kids went “haha you can’t touch our dogs” and?? idk why??
109: gas prices:i don’t drive
108: designer clothes:can’t afford them
107: college:haven’t been
106: sports:Throw Ball
105: my family:my sister is lovely, my brother is really mean, and my parents are also p mean like i don’t realize sometimes until i tell something they said and they’re like “??? that’s really not ok??”
104: the future:hasn’t happened yet how would i know
[last time i]
103: hugged someone:earlier today i hugged my aunt because she’s over for easter
102: last time you ate:just ate a tootsie roll a lil bit ago
101: saw someone i haven’t seen in a while:i guess the only person i haven’t seen very recently is spence and the last time i saw him was a few weeks ago
100: cried in front of someone:long time ago
99: went to a movie theater: went to see beauty and the beast a while back but i don’t remember exactly when that was
98: took a vacation: last summer
97: swam in a pool:last summer at my aunt’s probably
96: changed a diaper:many years
95: got my nails done:i painted a clear coat on them a lil while back does that count
94: went to a wedding:year or so ago?
93: broke a bone:never broken any bones
92: got a piercing:when i was like five
91: broke the law:idk
90: texted:a few mins ago
[misc]
89: who makes you laugh the most:hahah. u
88: something i will really miss when i leave home is:oh man. all my friends, hubbard hall, the school playground, as much as i wanna leave this town i’ll probably cry leaving it behind
87: the last movie i saw:moana!
86: the thing that i’m looking forward to the most:death
85: the thing i’m not looking forward to:school starting again
83: the most difficult thing to do is:tell someone you’re in love with them
82: i have gotten a speeding ticket:never??
81: my zodiac sign is:leo
80: the first person i talked to today was:probably my mom
79: first time you had a crush:seventh grade
78: the one person u can’t hide anything from:apparently you because u always figure me out
77: last time someone said something you were thinking: yesterday, spence was talking about how his bf had big hands and i said “u know what they say” and i was about to say “big gloves” but he beat me to it
76: right now i am talking to:i’m not talking i’m typing
75: what are you going to do when you grow up:idk
74: i have/will get a job:i don’t?? know??
73: tomorrow:is easter
72: today:is not easter
71: next summer:??
70: next weekend:idk man??
69: i have these pets:one cat, two fish
68: the worst sound in the world:chEWING
67: the person that makes me cry the most is:haha
66: people that make you happy:my friends
65: last time i cried:about a month ago
64: my friends are:the best!!!
63: my computer is:alright
62: my school:is the fucking worse
61: my car:is non existent
60: i lose all respect for people who:support trump
59: the movie i cried at was:i cried over the shitty mario movie when i was seven
58: your hair color is: dark brown
57: tv shows you watch:i don’t really watch tv
56: fav website:i dont kno
55: your dream vacation:to go to the beach with friends
54: the worst pain i was ever in was:emotional
53: how do you like your steak cooked:well not burnt
52: my room is:alright
51: my fav celebrity is:does dan avidan count? he still holds a special place in my heart
50: where would you like to be:my answers for these kinds of qs are always so gay
49: do you want children:used to not want them, but i guess depending on the person i’d have them with i MIGHT
48: ever been in love:ya
47: who’s your best friend:asdgkjgf
46: more guy friends or more girl friends:many of us are nb
45: one thing that makes you feel great is:being loved
44: one person you wish you could see right now:u know, u all know who
43: do you have a five year plan:???????
42: have you made a list of the things to do before u die:1. kiss a girlthat’s it
41: have you prenamed your children:no
40: last person i got mad at:probably my brother
39: i would like to move to:nyc
38: i wish i was a professional:animator
[my favs]
37: candy:sweedish fish and jolly ranchers
36: vehicle:idk
35: president:i only remember obama
34: state visited:idk
33: cellphone provider:also idk
32: athlete:don’t pay attention to sports
31: actor:i don’t freakin know
30: actress:well,
29: singer:wELL,,
28: band:not sure
27: clothing store:idk
26: grocery store:hannaford??
25: tv show:no idea
24: movie:so many good movies
23: website:i think this was already asked??
22: animal:not sure
21: theme park:only ever been to like one
20: holiday:xmas
19: sport to watch:uhh i guess soccer?? i’ll actually understand whats happening so
18: sport to play:also soccer
17: magazine:don’t read them
16: book:carry on
15: day of the week:saturday
14: beach:no specific one i just like the beach
13: concert attended:only ever been to one, it was a top concert
12: thing to cook:grilled cheese
11: food:not sure
10: restaurant:idk
9: radio station:don’t really listen to the radio
8: yankee candle scent:??? idk???
7: perfume:don’t really wear it
6: flower:roses or tiger lillies
5: color:blue
4: talk show host:i don’t know??
3: comedian:bo burnham
2: dog breed:shiba inu
1: did you answer all of these truthfully?ya
i didn’t move the whole time i answered all 200 help me
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