It’s so
foggy… I don’t understand… am I killing someone right now?
I should be covered in blood if I was…
Why am I…?
…
Firecracker… I’m supposed to be talking about Firecracker.
La, la la… FOCUS.
… la la, la la, la la la, la, lala, la la.
She’s my new squad mate. She is not new though… although she stopped… trying to kill me. She’s still so angry though. Her furious grimace when she looks at me… is piercing.
Blah, blah, blah. Fucking spit it out already. It’s Picasso. Fracture showed up with her earlier at… some point? She said she forgives me… I was afraid she had lost her fire. I said… something, and she punched me so I’m pretty sure she still has it. To keep tradition with Fracture, I renamed her Firecracker after… that cold angry bitch. Fitting…
I should explain why she glued pieces of her mask to her face when she was hunting me…
It’s a practice the Maskless had instead of wearing masks… there was all kinds of symbolism and rules and other stupid shit to it. They could tell… if you were really one of them based on how the pieces were attached… Even told them your job and purpose and shit…. So she did that to try to piss me off. Guess that’s my fault for telling her about them before the incident with her brother…Fucking words… ruining faces…
It looks good on her I guess… scary… kind of… maybe…?
She punched me again this morning…
“YoU LooK like sHit,” she said.
“Fuck you too.”
And then she punched me. I don’t know that I deserved that one…? Maybe I said it wrong?
Never got along with the last Firecracker either…
I can remember us fighting. I was so much shorter then… right?
...
“Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?” she asked. Her tone was different. I thought she had something serious to talk about.
“Uh,… sure I guess?” I said from behind my mask. I was still ugly then. My face… so torn. I had to wear my mask at all times. Felt cold without it… I followed her out into the hallway.
She thought for a few seconds and rubbed her arms. It looked like something was wrong. “I was just thinking… could we go out? I’ll even let you do that thing you do with marking masks if you promise not to ruin it.”
I had to study her for a minute… she was so pretty… but I knew better. People are ugly. “You're fucking with me, aren't you?”
She stopped for a minute… that piercing scowl… “Of course I am. Who could ever like your fugly ass Mr. Ugly fuck.”
That was really my fault for thinking… she had something important to say to me…
And it was really her own fault she fell down the stairs. I mean, who is stupid enough to pull that kind of shit in front of a stairway…? Just took one quick push…
She wasn't nearly as pretty with that gash on her face… although it left a pretty scar later… cold bitch…
...
WHY THE FUCK IS IT SO FOGGY!!
I need to lie down… sleep it out. Fog is a disadvantage… can’t see them coming…
Mr. Fugly Fuck out… or something…
I should be covered in blood if I was…
Why am I…?
…
Firecracker… I’m supposed to be talking about Firecracker.
La, la la… FOCUS.
… la la, la la, la la la, la, lala, la la.
She’s my new squad mate. She is not new though… although she stopped… trying to kill me. She’s still so angry though. Her furious grimace when she looks at me… is piercing.
Blah, blah, blah. Fucking spit it out already. It’s Picasso. Fracture showed up with her earlier at… some point? She said she forgives me… I was afraid she had lost her fire. I said… something, and she punched me so I’m pretty sure she still has it. To keep tradition with Fracture, I renamed her Firecracker after… that cold angry bitch. Fitting…
I should explain why she glued pieces of her mask to her face when she was hunting me…
It’s a practice the Maskless had instead of wearing masks… there was all kinds of symbolism and rules and other stupid shit to it. They could tell… if you were really one of them based on how the pieces were attached… Even told them your job and purpose and shit…. So she did that to try to piss me off. Guess that’s my fault for telling her about them before the incident with her brother…Fucking words… ruining faces…
It looks good on her I guess… scary… kind of… maybe…?
She punched me again this morning…
“YoU LooK like sHit,” she said.
“Fuck you too.”
And then she punched me. I don’t know that I deserved that one…? Maybe I said it wrong?
Never got along with the last Firecracker either…
I can remember us fighting. I was so much shorter then… right?
...
“Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?” she asked. Her tone was different. I thought she had something serious to talk about.
“Uh,… sure I guess?” I said from behind my mask. I was still ugly then. My face… so torn. I had to wear my mask at all times. Felt cold without it… I followed her out into the hallway.
She thought for a few seconds and rubbed her arms. It looked like something was wrong. “I was just thinking… could we go out? I’ll even let you do that thing you do with marking masks if you promise not to ruin it.”
I had to study her for a minute… she was so pretty… but I knew better. People are ugly. “You're fucking with me, aren't you?”
She stopped for a minute… that piercing scowl… “Of course I am. Who could ever like your fugly ass Mr. Ugly fuck.”
That was really my fault for thinking… she had something important to say to me…
And it was really her own fault she fell down the stairs. I mean, who is stupid enough to pull that kind of shit in front of a stairway…? Just took one quick push…
She wasn't nearly as pretty with that gash on her face… although it left a pretty scar later… cold bitch…
...
WHY THE FUCK IS IT SO FOGGY!!
I need to lie down… sleep it out. Fog is a disadvantage… can’t see them coming…
Mr. Fugly Fuck out… or something…
Calm, Duck. As entertaining as it may be to watch, you can't afford to lose it by any stretch of the means.
ReplyDeleteLose what? When...?
DeleteDid you take something? How did you get here...
You just seem like you're at the end of your rope, that's all. You okay then, mate? Because "getting here" is really as easy as typing in a bloody URL...
DeleteI... bought extra rope... might need it...
DeleteSomethings... wrong...
Oh dear.
DeleteWell isn't this getting exciting to watch?
How are you... watching me...
DeleteI think I... closed the window... no?
Swan, what is wrong?
ReplyDeleteAre you okay?
Are you safe?
Who am I kidding, no one is safe.
Please my friend,
keep it together.
Haha... Ember!
DeleteLondon bridge is.... la, la la...
Oh, Swan....I shouldn't have laughed nearly as hard as I did at the "Fugly Fuck" thing. but I did.
ReplyDeletehold yourself together, goddamn angry bird. You can't slip on me now.