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fimawari · 4 years

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Thoughts on the comic and Skully's Identity. [Slight Spoiler Warning? Not really any plot spoilers just details and characters.]

So a lot of people accept that Jay is probably Skully, either surviving or something else. However there's also speculation that it could be Alex, Jessica, or even Seth Wilson, a few thinking about Tim. (Though I would rule him out as the artist drew what he looked like in the Comic on another post) So I raked out every detail I can. Of course it can all just be a stylistic choice but whatever - make of it what you will.

It could just be some new random asshole, but It's a given they know Jessica, so it is very likely to be Jay. He presumed she was gone, unless he watched the last Entry. That would also explain "It's you" sort of "oh shit" moment. Jay was also set on looking for Jessica, so if he did survive, you could assume that would still be one of his motives. Tim wouldn't likely have that "it's you" moment because he knows Jessica is alive. Alex might have that reaction though. I believe he presumed that she was gone.

It also takes two things from Brian and Tim. The hoodie and the plastic mask. So this person has likely seen both of them and came to imitate their appearance.

Coat Buttons

The Jacket appears to have snap on metal buttons. It's typical for this style of jacket (similar to a utility jacket, which would be useful and warm to run all over the goddamn woods at night) to have the buttons placed on top of the left side for a men's jacket. (Of course it could just be any person in a men's styled jacket, but still.)

I picked this out because it's paid attention to very carefully as a detail. Of course that's good for continuity, but I know for filming Marble Hornets they were very careful with detail and hinting at things.

2. Height

They're only seen crouching up to a door with Jessica on the other side, but if they both stood straight, they'd come to be about the same height, which was true for Jay and Jessica in the series.

3. You are broken but you CAN be fixed

This is what the masked figure says to Jessica. Similar to ToTheArks video saying Alex was broken, but couldn't be fixed. That might line up with Jay's motives because he continued to think he could solve the situation. It could be argued he also believed Alex could be saved from the Operator. It it were Alex, it could be his own changed perspective in whatever "form" this is now. That would be quite interesting to see why he would go from wanting to destroy the tapes to actively giving someone the tapes.

4. Not a point but something I noticed.

On the Rosswood bulletin, there is a blurry poster that looks like it could be a "Missing" sign. Who for - I don't know, but it does kind of appear they have glasses, so it could be Alex? This could also just be meaningless background illustration.

In the same frame, Adam also talks about people getting lost in the woods and says, "The Majority of them were recovered safely but," and he stops. That's a pretty cliffhanger "but" there Adam.

Closer inspection of the Rosswood Map shows Rosswood Rd, mentioned in the series, and was supposed to be the road off the usual parking lot they stopped in when meeting up, and an X location to hard to read atm, but it is off the beaten path.

5. In a silly doodle drawing in the comic files, I did notice this poster with a skull on it. It may just be nothing but could also be implying that whoever is in the skull mask died and came back.

Also I appreciate that the soda is Conk.

6. It's Fall about 10 years later after the first incidents in Rosswood began, in the timeline 2019 ish, but that is apparent from the trees outside and the time the comic was created at.

7. Jessica has a "Sarah" in her phone. Could he literally the millions of Sarah's but I'll point it out anyway. But more interesting barely covered is Tim's contact.

8. I was thinking about why their seems to be Blue Lenses in Skully's mask, they're even visible from a distance. Now this is really digging at the bottom of barrel but when Jessica grabs the pipe to defend herself, it's highlighted by red for emphasis. Red and Blue have often been a scheme for duelity and such.

This repeats again in the second title page:

A lot could be discerned from it. Maybe she is Skully, like a second half of her, as one of her nightmares is fighting against herself. May also not mean that and be another symbol of duelity, red vs blue.

I don't think the blue is styling choice because you can quite clearly see eyes in Masky's drawing. I believe there is definitely something covering their eyes - like lenses. Their "fashion choices" are also leaning towards the expensive side I noticed. Unless they just stole it went to a goodwill and got lucky. A utility jacket like that would cost somewhere beyond a $100 unless you're lucky. I'd pay to see a cryptid running around in Gucci in butt-fuck-nowhere Alabama in the middle of the night. Or who knows maybe Alex got some prescription lenses put in that shit.

9. Do I even have to explain the symbolism of a Jay.

10. I can say with good certainty this probably symbolises Jessica's memory of Alex.

11. Some damning evidence, whoever is in the mask has access to the original entry files, not just downloaded YouTube stuff. Jay, Tim, Totheark would likely have access to that. Alex was pretty dead-set on having all the traces deleted, I'd doubt he'd have them all uploaded to a computer.

12. No idea what this might represent besides some metaphor for life being a merry go round, but in the postcard Skully is chilling on a horse lmao. "Stuck in a loop of unhappiness." Ring a bell?

13. Can't attach another photo but the abandoned house Jessica goes to has "Bones" written on it, much like the Hospital did. In the original series they said that graffiti was just there, so maybe they decided to work with it? Who knows maybe it's some kind of new group? Maybe ToTheArk vs "Bones?" You CAN'T be fixed vs You CAN be fixed.

14. I also can't speculate what it exactly means, but it's obvious Skully can talk, not seen previously with the others. Whether out of an inability or just not wanting to. Could be argued it's a person behind the mask by choice, not volition. We also don't really know if Brian chose his path or became that. But he became a masked cryptid after supposedly "dying". We also never see people "die" just assume they have died or are dead and they disappear. Tim implies that it's just feeding off them, physically or mentally. They always die off camera or get fucked off somewhere by the egg head. They appear dead afterwords, with Jay and Brian, but still missing. All of their bodies were taken by the monster and are god knows where in some seperate dimension. This is borderline r/im14andthisisdeep but what is "death" in this series. Does it mean gone permanently or just "gone" ... For an unknown amount of time. People die, but do they stay that way? Or do they die ... In one sense, but not the other, Losing something of themselves from before, and becoming something new. That would awfully explain Brian's behavior after Alex "killed" him. It's also implied there are others apart of ToTheArk that were never shown in the series, suspected to be other members of the original cast who maybe had "died" and come back as someone else. Something broken.

Tim seems to be an outlier. It's presumed he has avoided death, and essentially kept his mentality. But still slips into another form out of his control, usually in response to the monster or the hooded man being near and stealing his pills and shit. Is he between death? Is that why doucheslender follows him? "The one that got away." Istg I don't take drugs.

That was Michael from Vsauce thank you for coming to my Ted talk.

#Marble Hornets #mh skully #mh jessica #mh tim wright #mh jay merrick #mh alex #Mh theories #idk what else #marble hornets comic #pulling shit out of my ass #updated #fima

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dance-with-sum1 · 4 years

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Mayhem Go Round | Nessa & Nadia

TIMING & LOCATION: The Carnival

PARTIES: @humanmoodring & @dance-with-sum1

SUMMARY: The Not-So-Merry Go Round throws some people around.

TW: None

Nessa just found the Carnival so darn intoxicating! She was usually drawn to places of excitement and reverie, but this was something else! The mimes, though a bit unsettling at first, were a blast. The ferris wheel, you could ride it forever! Not to mention the food and the games! She wondered how many of White Crest’s citizens knew who they were really playing games with, but honestly, she didn’t really care. What the squishers didn’t know would only benefit the fae running the booths. Twirling a bit and inhaling the sweet scent of fatty fried foods, Nessa pondered where to go next.

“You’re up, little lady!” A booming voice rang out behind her and a pair or rough hands pushed her up the small, metal stairs. “W-what? Oh! No, I’m not in line-” Nessa’s eyes went wide when she realized she’d inadvertently entered the line for the Merry Go Round, probably the only ride in the entire place she’d steered clear of. Hooves. Way too many hooves. But they were just plastic! It was fine, she told herself as she shuffled over next to a dark haired woman. “You er- you’d think there would be an age limit for these guys, right?” She chuckled nervously, an out of place look of apprehension written plainly across her face.

The carnival, Nadia had decided, would be a damn good place to do a bit of pickpocketing. Crowds of people were always bumping into each other, getting jostled, and, damn it all, sometimes people just lost their wallets in the process. Really, if she thought about it long enough, Nadia was doing them a favor. These people were just going to waste their money on some cheap carnival ride. They were gonna lose it anyway; she was just making sure the money went towards something worthwhile, like new motorcycle parts or bullets or fine liquor. She’d picked two hundred dollars in cash, three credit cards, and five relatively nice wallets in the few hours she’d been at the carnival. The last time she’d been in a place like this had been in Texas about three years ago, so she bought some cotton candy for old times’ sake. Somehow, as she was walking around, she ended up in line for the Merry Go Round. Not her first choice; she liked thrill rides, things that got her blood pumping. But she was in line, so she figured she might as well stick around. The woman maneuvering beside her, her apprehension both visible on her face and coming off her in waves, didn’t startle Nadia too much, and she smiled at the question. “You’d think,” she said, taking a bite of the cotton candy. “This is kind of kids stuff, but maybe it’s a slow day for the carousel. Looks like we’re the only two people they managed to rope in for a while.” One of the workers motioned them forward.

Nessa took a cautious step forward towards one of the less menacing looking mounts, a small purple donkey. Donkeys were at least a tiny but smaller than horses, but just as strong and just as terrifying. She wondered how humans let their children ride these things without fear, but that was only one of the many mysteries of the squishers. “Yeah! Hah! I guess we get the thing to ourselves!” Yayyyy, she thought. At least only one person would be witness to her sour mood. “I bet it’s a short ride anyway. Kids don’t like sitting in one place for long, right?” Speaking more to herself than the other woman, Nessa clenched her teeth and swung a leg over, settling herself into the saddle. “Sorry you got roped into this with me, but it’s nice to have a riding partner!” Nessa hoped her small joke didn’t fall too flat. Oi, was she out of her element.

Oh. Fuck. Nadia didn’t realize she was supposed to actually get on one of the fake animals. Where were the little seats for parents that these things were supposed to have? That was where she wanted to sit and eat her cotton candy and wait for the ride to end so that she could get back to work. She picked a red horse not too far from her new acquaintance’s donkey. Damn, these fuckers were lifelike. The horse was the size of a real one. It was almost like it was breathing at times. Nadia blinked that thought away, she needed to get some glasses. “Nah, kids don’t like sitting still much. Can’t say I blame them.” She did enjoy the small reprieve, though. Even after six years of getting used to it, emotions were overwhelming, and carnivals were full of just as many negative emotions as they were positive ones. The woman next to her, for instance, though muted (probably not human), was feeling more than a little uncomfortable in their predicament. “No need to apologize, babe,” Nadia said with a smile and a wink. “You seem like pretty good company.”

Nessa squirmed in the saddle, trying to force out one of her signature smiles. “Under normal circumstances I might agree with ya,” she chuckled. Nessa had never ridden any sort of animal before. It simply wasn’t something glaistigs did. Not only was it mildly offensive to ride something that had such similarity to her own anatomy, but the beasts were just terrifying. They were huge, they had weird teeth, they had no regard for clothing or manners. Not to mention they could kill you with one kick if they wanted! But these were fine...they were plaster and fake and just a ride. “Sorry, I’m just not a huge fan of horses...or goats. Or donkeys, as it were,” she nodded down to the obscene creature she was straddling. “Hold on to yer horses, lassies!” The worker yelled in an over-exaggerated southern accent as he slammed the ride into motion. Only it didn’t seem to be working right. The main part of the carousel wasn’t moving, however something was lurching forward.

Damn. This girl really was uncomfortable, wasn’t she? Nadia almost felt bad for her. “Hey, don’t sweat it. At least they’re not real, right?” Merry go rounds were kind of child’s play; nothing really intimidating about a couple of shittily painted animals going around in a circle to carnival music playing in the background. But fears weren’t exactly logical. And this merry go round was pretty fucking weird. Nadia’s horse almost felt like it was breathing. That was… odd, to say the least. And when the worker started the ride. “What the fuck?” Nadia yelped as the horse sprung into action, not the ride. She attempted to grab onto something, but… it wasn’t a real horse. She’d ridden a horse for the first time several years ago, after splurging a bit of money to get the Wild West experience. This machinery underneath her seemed to breathe and move like a real animal, but there was nothing for her to hold onto. She jerked forward and gripped the creature’s neck as tightly as she could. “What the fuck!”

A loud bleat escaped Nessa as she doubled forward, attempting to grasp anything to keep her from falling off and being pummeled by the creature’s plaster hooves. “WHY ARE THEY MOVING IS THIS NORMAL??” She screamed and clenched her eyes shut as if that would erase the horror from happening. Judging by the other woman’s reaction no, this was not how merry go rounds usually worked. “Make it stop!” She squealed at the carnival worker who simply laughed in return. At least the things weren’t running off through the rest of the fair, but it was bad enough just galloping along in circles. “How- do you- stay on?!” Nessa looked desperately at her riding companion who seemed so cool and collected only a few moments before.

Gritting her teeth, Nadia attempted to hold on to the make believe horse for dear life. “They’re, uh, not supposed to move like this, girlie,” she forced out as she scanned the beast quickly. Without a mane or bridle to grasp onto, she simply wrapped her arms around the creature’s plastic neck, feeling its muscles twitch under her hands. She felt dizzy, in a way that wasn’t just from the motions of the merry go round. She felt too light. For a moment, terror gripped her as she thought she was being forced from her body, but the pounding of her heart grounded her. She slumped forward a bit before she tried to fight through whatever fatigue was overcoming her. “Just hold on,” she told her companion, focusing on the other woman’s fear and desperation. She turned her head in time to lock eyes with the carnival worker, memorizing his face, his laugh, his smugness. Something in her eye caused his smile to dim.

Nessa clutched her mount for dear life, her claws protruding slightly as she struggled to stay attached. “That’s the plan!!” The beast below her jumped and jostled and Nessa wondered why on earth anyone in their right mind ever rode these things EVER, and especially why anyone would make a children’s ride out of the terrifying creatures. Though she supposed if this ride was a normal one and not bewitched by some sort of magical nonsense it might be a bit safer and more fun. “Turn this off RIGHT NOW SIR!” She screamed, her high pitched voice not exactly embodying a tone of authority. “This can’t go on forever, can it??” Though the ferris wheel sure had lasted quite a long time...Nessa’s stomach began to turn at the thought of being stuck on this thing for hours. “Oh I think I’m gonna hurl…”

This wasn’t anywhere close to riding a real horse, but Nadia managed to hold on. She felt impossibly weak, like she didn’t have a body again, and she kept feeling herself slip a bit as she tried to stay on the ride. “Why are we moving so fucking fast?” she snarled out. “This is a fucking kids’ ride.” A kids’ ride that was moving far too fast and with machinery that obviously wasn’t normal. This had to be some kind of fae fuckery. Or maybe it was just regular, run of the mill supernatural fuckery. But it was a load of fuckery, this much Nadia was sure of. “Can’t last too long,” she said loudly to her companion. Ugh, her head was spinning faster than the ride. At least her pounding heart was a stabilizer. As long as she could feel it, she knew she was alive. She managed to laugh a bit, higher in pitch than normal and a little hysterical. “If you’re gonna hurl, make sure not to do it in my direction, babe. I don’t wanna join you.”

Nessa groaned and threw the woman a look of desperation. “If I can aim, you got it, love!” The glaistig slammed her head against the plastic neck of the donkey and she let out a small, pained bleat. It was like the damned thing was trying to make this whole ordeal as painful as possible. “This- isn’t- supposed to be- a thrill ride!” Nessa LOVED thrill rides. But she usually knew she was going on one before it happened. After what felt like EONS, the beast below her began to lose steam – or so she thought. Loosening her grip for a millisecond, Nessa unclenched her eyes and looked up at the other woman. “I- I think it’s stopping!” As if on cue, the plastic creature gave a final lurch before screeching to a halt, suddenly devoid of all sense of life and motion. The unexpected standstill threw Nessa forward, over the head of the donkey and flat on her ass in the middle of the ride. Huffing a piece of hair out of her eyes, she could have sworn she heard the beast chuckle at her. “Why I oughta-” she warned at the inanimate object.

One thing was certain: someone was gonna have hell to pay when Nadia got off that ride. “Well, it’s certainly,” she said, her breathing harsh, “thrilling.” It felt like she was clinging to the plastic horse for hours, dizziness frequently causing gaps in her memory. She almost fell off two more times, her grip too weak to hold on. When the horse jerked to a stop, Nadia slammed forward. Still holding on, she managed to slide off the plastic horse. She groaned and placed her head between her knees, trying to stop the spinning and ward off the nausea. “Fuck. I need a minute.” Just a minute, and she was going to get up and kick that fucker who was controlling the damn ride in the ass. And maybe the teeth. Guy was gonna be in some major pain before she was done, though. She looked over to her new friend, who was threatening the purple donkey she’d been held captive by. Nadia laughed a bit. “I think you scared him stiff.” None of the animals were moving, anymore. It was as if they’d never moved in the first place.

Stretching and testing her limbs to make sure no damage was done, Nessa tried to glare at the woman’s joke, but she just couldn’t. A smile slowly spread across her lips and she shook her head, pushing herself up to her feet. “Good. Serves him right!!” She chastised the plaster donkey once more, giving it a final slap for good measure before flinching, just in case it decided to retaliate. “I’m Nessa, by the way. Here,” she offered a steadying hand, leading them quickly over to the exit. This had been by far her least favorite experience with the carnival and she didn’t want to remember the night on such a down note. “I can say with extreme certainty that I will not ever be doing that ride again.” Nessa glared at the carnival worker, keeping his face burned in her memory for a later date. Perhaps a week’s worth of fae pranks would change his tune a bit.

Nadia allowed the other woman to lead her off the ride, her head still spinning and her body feeling a bit too heavy. “I’m Nadia,” she said. Laughing, she added, “Nice to meet you. Wish it was under less stressful circumstances.” She took the time to look at the carnival worker, not unlike Nessa. However, where Nessa had glared, Nadia smiled. Soft, gentle, charming with a little something else. She knew how to read emotions and present emotions adequately through facial expressions and body language while still being unreadable. In animals, the baring of teeth meant danger. The worker’s thoughts were filled with snarling dogs as he looked at her, and his smugness was tinted with a bit of fear. Good. He should be afraid. Nadia looked back at Nessa. “I can safely say that I’ve never been on a carousel like that one, but I don’t think I’m gonna risk anything like that again.” Nessa seemed like a nice person. Cute, bubbly. It wouldn’t hurt Nadia to keep her around. She allowed concern to color her voice as she asked, “You doing alright after all that?”

Nessa took a deep breath and raised her arms in a yoga-like pose, centering herself. The plaster donkey couldn’t hurt her anymore. Or anyone else, if she could get back to it when no one was around. She’d be sure of that. She smiled, the expression flooding every inch of her tiny body. “Yes, I think I’m alright. Now that my feet are firmly on the ground,” she specified. The fae wasn’t adverse to being in the air, but she much preferred to have her hooves connected to the earth. Not only was it safer, it helped her feel truly connected to herself. Oblivious to the viciously sweet smile Nadia gave the worker, Nessa threw her arms around the other woman and trapped her in a quick bear hug. “Thank you so much for not making fun of my stupid little fear. I just- I don’t even like riding real horses.” Her eyes flitted back to the purple monstrosity. “Or half horses, at that.”

Hugs weren’t really Nadia’s thing, but she allowed the other woman to give her one, even offering Nessa a pat or two on the back before she stepped away. “Hey, yeah, don’t sweat it. Lots of people don’t like riding big animals.” She, too, glanced at the ride. “And, after that load of bullshit, I don’t fucking blame them. That’s actually right on up there in my top worst experiences in this town.” She gave Nessa a soft smirk. “The company’s the only thing that made it alright.” That, and the amount of money she’d picked up before getting on the damned contraption. See, Nadia wasn’t aching for money. The opposite, really. But she liked having a surplus, and then a surplus on top of that surplus. And she kind of liked picking pockets. It was an enjoyable pastime, and the risk of getting caught added to it. So, despite the fact that she was going to come back and bust the worker’s head open, she was still in a pretty good mood, if a little lightheaded. “Wanna grab a bite to eat? The ride’s around here seem a little touch and go, but carnival food always kicks some major ass.”

Nessa’s face lit up and she bounced up and down, almost as if she hadn’t just been holding onto the neck of a sentient purple donkey for dear life just a few minutes before. “I’d love to! Have you tried anything in the carnival yet?? I’m a pretty big fan of the funnel cakes, especially if you have them add some of those syrupy strawberries on top! And extra sugar! Oh- and the corndogs! I swear, they’re magical. ” Nessa reached out and snaked her arm through Nadia’s. “It may have been hellish, but it’ll be one hell of a story,” she winked, leading them off towards one of her favorite food booths in the fair.

#wickedswriting #chatzy #carnival #nadia1 #humanmoodring

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pretty-rad-arson-dad · 5 years

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Fairground

(Another Willry fanfic written by yours truly over a year ago. Heads up, it’s longer than the last one I posted.)

"Daddy, can we go on the merry-go-round?"

Henry looked down at his daughter with a smile. "Sure sweetie." he replied.

Charlie giggled and grabbed her father's hand and begin to drag him along. Henry laughed and allowed his daughter to lead him through the crowd of noisy people. Normally, Henry would be in his garage and working on his machines, but Charlie had made a request for her father to take her to the fair. So here they were.

Henry and Charlie approached the merry-go-round. The line was short and there were currently people getting off.

Huh. Well perfect timing I guess.

Charlie let go of Henry's hand and ran up to the ride's entrance gate after all the other people. Henry leaned against the metal fencing and smiled, watching as his daughter ran up to one of the horses and managed to hoist herself up on its back.

Moments later, another little girl walked up to the same horse and began talking to Charlie, who clung to the horses reins.

Are they arguing?

Henry sighed and watched as the two children continued to speak to one another. From what he could tell, Charlie didn't seem the least bit upset, though his daughter was normally a pretty calm child.

Suddenly, there was a voice that spoke from behind him.

"Excuse me. Both our kids are on the merry-go-round and they're starting to fight over a pony. I was wondering if you would tell you kid to get the fuck off so my daughter could ride it. We've been waiting here longer so..."

Henry sighed and turned around, preparing himself for a confrontation. However, they only thing he was met with was a familiar face.

"William." Henry said, letting out a relieved and slightly surprised sigh

The Englishman was grinning cheekily and obviously trying to hold in laughter.

"Hello, Henry!"

"Jesus fucking Christ you scared me..." Henry said, placing his hand to his chest. He could feel his heart racing a little.

"Sorry. I simply couldn't help myself." William replied, chuckling. "Anyways, pleasant surprise running into you here."

Henry smiled as his heartbeat began to calm. "Charlotte wanted to come to the fair this year and, seeing as how she's never been to one, I figured it would be a fun thing to do." Henry said.

"I'm with my kids, too." William said, jerking his thumb back towards Michael, who was awkwardly standing close by.

"Where's Elizabeth?" Henry asked.

William pointed to the young girl who had approached Charlie on the merry-go-round.

"Oh. Didn't recognize her with her hair like that." Henry said. William chuckled.

"I convinced her to allow me to put it in pigtails."

Henry watched as Charlie got off the horse and helped Elizabeth up on to it, then got back on the horse herself.

"Cute." William mumbled, watching as Elizabeth clung to Charlie.

Henry smiled. "Aren't kids just the most adorable little things?"

William didn't respond. He just continued to watch as his daughter held on to Henry's. The two girls were giggling and smiling.

"Do you think that the person that operates the ride will allow them to do that?" Henry asked.

"They'll be fine." Michael said, cutting in as he leaned against the fence.

The three males watched as the ride started up and the girls began to laugh even louder. Charlie held onto the reins and Elizabeth continued to cling to Charlie. Michael pulled out his camera and snapped a few photos of the girls.

"Having fun there?" Henry asked, chuckling.

"Oh yeah. Lots of fun." Michael replied, snapping a few more.

"Michael, I thought I told you not to bring that thing..." William mumbled.

"Hey, someone's gotta capture her growing up." Michael said with a smile. "Also, would you like me to give you some pics, Mr. Emily?"

Henry chuckled. "Call me Henry. Also I'd love that very much."

Michael smiled. "Alright Henry."

The merry-go-round came to a stop and the two children got off the ride, giggling and holding each other's hands.

"Hi, uncle Henry!" Elizabeth said, giggling.

"Hello Elizabeth." Henry replied, patting the girl's head. Michael snapped another picture.

William fidgeted with his hands, his eyes flickering around as he thought to himself.

Should I ask him? he thought to himself.

"Did you two enjoy the ride?" Henry asked. Both Charlie and Elizabeth nodded in unison.

"Can we go on it again?" Elizabeth asked.

"I don't see why not." Henry replied with a smile.

"Hey, Henry? Would you mind if we... hung out?" William asked.

"But our ki—"

"Don't worry, Henry," Michael said. "You two can go do your thing. I'll watch the girls."

Henry looked at the teen for a moment and nodded. He then looked at Charlie. "You behave for Michael, okay?"

Charlie giggled and nodded. "Yes daddy!"

Henry turned and looked at William with a smile. William smiled back at him and began to walk towards the house of mirrors. Henry followed.

"You know, it's been quite some time since it was just the two of us hanging out." William said. Henry nods his head, agreeing with the man.

"Yeah."

The two men entered the house of mirrors, being sure to stick close to each other.

"Wow this is disorientating..." Henry mumbled. William laughed.

"I take it you've never been inside one of these before?"

Henry shook his head. William chuckled. "Well, there's a trick to these." the Englishman said. He grabbed Henry's hand. Henry tensed up a tad bit, surprised by the sudden contact. "You alright, Hen?"

"Y-Yeah."

William laughed. "No need to freak out, Henry, it's just me."

Henry smiled and nodded, intertwining his fingers with William's. "So, what's the trick?" Henry asked.

"Well, there's quite a few, actually." William said, clicking his tongue. "I've been in these lots and lots of times and I've always noticed that there is something about the bottoms of the mirrors..."

"Oh?"

William bent over and pointed at the bottom of the mirrors. "See the beading that's holding it down?" he asked. Henry nodded. "All the mirrors have that." William said, standing back up.

"Oh! So we just go through the ones without the beading?"

William looked at Henry, smiling. "Exactly."

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's do this!" Henry said, his voice filled with a childish excitement. William chuckled and held Henry's hand a little tighter.

The two men began traversing through the maze, holding on tightly to each other's hands. At first, the maze was quite easy, as the only thing they really needed to do was keep an eye on the ground. However they eventually came across a branching path.

"Alright, so now we're presented with a challenge." William said, eyeing the two pathways. "So at this point we can split up or choose one of the paths."

"I'd rather stick with you." Henry replied, smiling.

"Alright. So which way should we go then?" William asked.

"Uh... Why don't you choose instead?"

William chuckled. "Well, I think you should choose."

Henry huffed and eyed the pathways, thinking to himself. "I think right."

"Alright." William replied, smiling as they made their way down the right passage.

"You know, this is actually pretty neat." Henry said, looking at his reflections.

"I'm surprised you've never been in a mirror maze before." William said. "You're easily entertained, like a child. I figured this would be your kind of thing."

"Oh... Well, I guess I've never been in a mirror maze because I just have a slight fear of mazes." Henry chuckled.

"Oh. Well if that's the case then why didn't you—"

"I don't like going through them alone." Henry said. "I know I'll be fine with you so..."

The corners of William's lips pulled up into a happy smile. "Well, it's nice to know you trust me that much, Henry."

"Of course! We've known each other since— Oh hey! The exit!" Henry exclaimed, pointing ahead. William looked ahead and saw that Henry was right. The exit was right up ahead. William smirked and let go of Henry's hand before making a run for it. Henry laughed and ran after him. William was taken by surprise at how quickly his friend got ahead of him.

"HEY!"

Henry stopped at the end of the maze and waited for William, who, once he reached him, was breathing heavily.

"You okay, Will?" Henry asked, laughing. William nodded as he tried catching his breath.

"D-Damn you're fast."

Henry smiled. "Well, I do work out a bit." he said, flexing as he stuck his tongue out at his friend. William laughed.

"Well, carrying all that heavy machinery certainly is a work out." William replied, smiling back at him. "Well, would you like to go get some cotton candy?"

Henry nodded. "Sure."

William grabbed Henry's hand once again, which caused someone to give him a dirty look. William didn't care, however. He simply held Henry's hand and made his way to the food stand.

"Have you ever had cotton candy before, Henry?" William asked as they got in line.

"Only once." Henry answered. "But that was a long time ago."

William smiled and bought them both cotton candy.

"Here ya go, Hen." he said, handing Henry the cotton candy. Henry thanked him and took a bite. Moments later, his eyes went wide.

William let out a laugh. "Oh, I forgot to tell you that the cotton candy they sell here tends to be exceptionally sweet."

Just like you, he continued in his thoughts.

"No kidding." Henry said, bringing his hand to his mouth. "I'm definitely going to have to take smaller bites because wow that's just—"

William smiled, taking a bite from his own cotton candy. He felt the sweet cotton melt in his mouth. And you're just like this cotton candy in the sense that you're not healthy for me, either, he thought to himself.

Henry's eyes wandered over to the ferris wheel. "Hey William, could we go on the ferris wheel?"

William nodded. Giggling excitedly, Henry grabbed William's hand and they made their way to the ferris wheel. The two men got in line and patiently waited and, as they waited, William could feel the judgmental stares of the people looking at them. He knew that, to the general public, two men holding hands was seen as gross and repulsive.

They can all go fuck themselves, William thought to himself, holding Henry's hand tighter.

He began to wonder if Henry was even aware of the looks they were getting. He looked at the man's face. Henry was smiling, child-like and carefree. Perhaps he was oblivious. Or perhaps he just didn't care.

When it came time for them to get on, the two men quickly got in and sat across from each other. William noticed that Henry seemed to be bouncing with a bit of excitement. Perhaps the cotton candy was a little too sugary to be giving Henry, William supposed.

"Henry, are you having a sugar rush?" he asked. Henry looked at William and shook his head. Their car began to suspend

"You know how you like mirror mazes?"

William nodded.

"I myself prefer this." Henry said, gesturing around them. William nodded his head once more.

As the car suspended higher and higher, Henry looked out the side, his eyes shining with excitement. William studied the other man's face, watching as the soft breeze gently blew his hair around. Henry looked happy, a thing that had started to be a little less common after his wife had left him.

William felt a small pang of guilt in his chest, knowing that he himself was responsible for all the things that had been happening with Henry's family.

He turned his head and also looked out over the fairgrounds.

We're up pretty high.

"You know what I like about being up here?" Henry asked. William turned back towards the man.

"Uh... No?"

"Up here in the clouds, I feel so free, like a bird flying carelessly through the sky." Henry said, still looking out over the fairgrounds. "Up here, no one can judge me for feeling the things I feel."

"What do you feel?" William asked, feeling his heart pounding in his chest. Henry turned to look at the man.

"I'm in love, Will." Henry replied, brushing his brown hair out of his eyes. William felt like his heart was about to explode.

Dammit Henry. Why must you captivate me so?

"She must be a wonderful woman if she's enough to gain your love." William said. It was taking everything in him not to act out. Henry gave William a sad little smile as he leaned towards him.

"Well, you're wrong." Henry said softly. William was about to speak, curious as to what the Henry could possibly mean.

Until Henry kissed him.

William was taken aback by Henry's sudden and rather unexpected action. This wasn't something he could've ever imagined his best friend doing. Not ever.

And for some reason his face felt wet.

Suddenly there was a jolt and Henry had pulled back. Their car had stopped at the top.

William looked at Henry, who had tears running down his face. Despite this, however, he was smiling.

"Henry, what the he—"

"That's what I'm feeling, William." Henry said, cutting the Englishman off. "Like a bird, wanting to fly away freely, but right when happiness is within reach, the harsh winds and the steely cages yank me back. Right back to this prison."

William looked into Henry's teary green eyes. For the first time he began to truly notice how broken the man was. His happiness was nothing more than a charade. William took Henry's hand into his. "Henry, you're not alone." he said, caressing the younger man's face. Henry closed his eyes and his body relaxed. William leaned in and kissed Henry.

Henry kissed the Brit back without any hesitation, their lips moved against each other's in sync and their tongues danced. Henry wrapped his arms around him and William could taste the sweet cotton candy on Henry's tongue.

Suddenly, there was another jolt as the car moved forward and neither of the men were prepared. William fell back and Henry came with him. The Englishman looked up at Henry, who was now partially on top of him.

Henry looked down at William, seemingly in a daze. William chuckled as he looked up at Henry. "Well, that was quite an experience, Hen~"

Henry nodded and slowly removed his arms from around William. His face was red as he got up off of William. He offered his hand to the Englishman. William grabbed it and Henry pulled him up.

"Thanks."

"No problem." Henry replied. His voice sounded completely normal, like nothing ever happened.

Their car stopped and the door opened. As they walked out the two men grabbed each other's hands and walked away.

"Want do you wanna ride next?"

#Willry #Helliam #fanfic #I took out the stupid little thing at the end cause I deemed it awful #plus it added nothing to this fic

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mxliv-oftheendless · 5 years

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Black Dahlia (Chapter 4)

And we’re back! I’m gonna be honest, I love that for once in my life, I can actually do regular updates. It feels freakin awesome :D Enjoy Chapter 4!

They left the security building and went into the park area, passing several rides as they went. Heather found herself stuck between Spaceman and Catman, chatting gaily with them, while Starchild accompanied Daphne. Oh, and Fred and Velma, but mostly Daphne.

“So how’s Ohio?” Spaceman asked. “Last we heard, you’ve been living there.”

“Pretty nice,” Heather shrugged. “Peaceful. Not as cool as Detroit, though.”

“Hey, no place is as cool as Detroit,” Catman declared.

Heather laughed and nodded in agreement. “Got that right.”

Catman glanced behind them and pointed his thumb at Fred. “So, you and the kid related?”

“Sort of… I’m his godmother, and his honorary aunt. I’m really good friends with his mom.”

Spaceman nodded in enlightenment. “Ah, okay. It’s, uh, good you found people to stay with.”

Heather could tell an awkward silence would fall over the three of them, so she scrambled for something to say. “Yeah. And guess what? Judy—Fred’s mom—has pretty good music tastes.”

Catman and Spaceman perked up. “She like rock and roll?” Catman asked.

Heather nodded, remembering the times she and Judy would play rock music and dance around Judy’s living room. “Oh yeah, she loves it. Fred, though...” She glanced over her shoulder and leaned in close. “His favorite band is the Ascot Five.”

Spaceman winced. “Oooo, really?”

“Wait, isn’t the Ascot Five that lame do-wop group from the sixties?” Catman questioned.

Heather gestured her hand at him and nodded. “That’s exactly what I said!”

They went to a couple of the places the Crimson Witch had been seen at. And no matter the place, there was destruction everywhere; tables and chairs toppled over, stands and displays torn apart, and scorch marks everywhere.

“Boy,” Daphne remarked as they looked around one particularly-ruined location. “This place really got worked.”

“She’s never been in the same place twice,” Starchild said. “You were right, Frank, she is looking for something.”

Fred glared at him. “It’s Fred,”

“The question is,” Velma mused aloud, “what is this rock the witch is looking for?”

Heather glanced over at Starchild, Spaceman, and Catman, who were doing a fantastic job of not replying in a way that didn’t make them suspicious. She knew they knew what she was looking for, and so did she. The Crimson Witch, as much as she liked to think herself unpredictable, was always predictable around Halloween.

Stomping boots made them all look up to see Demon striding over, looking grouchy as usual.

Starchild glanced at him, then went back to looking around. “Thought you were going to feed the beast, Demon.”

“The beast’s been fed,” Demon replied shortly. He turned and glared at Fred, Velma, and Daphne. “No thanks to that dog and that hippie.”

After sufficiently looking around, they moved on through the park.

“I have to say,” Daphne said, turning her head around, “this is some amusement park,”

“Thanks,” Starchild smiled proudly. “We each took a section and designed it ourselves.”

Demon took that as a cue and pointed up at a ride. It had a large bust of his head spitting out fire. “There’s my Brimstone Barbecue, the hottest ride in the park,”

Heather saw a car with people inside speeding towards the fire, but at the last second the fire extinguished, allowing the car to go through before reigniting. She thought she heard screaming that sounded like Shaggy and Scooby, but shrugged it off as they continued on.

Spaceman nudged Heather and pointed at a sleeker-looking ride with designs like crackling electricity. “And my Electric Alley,” he said proudly.

Heather raised an eyebrow. “Shocking,” she cracked, and laughed. Three of the four guys shook their heads at her, while Demon joined Daphne and Velma in rolling their eyes, and Fred facepalmed.

As they continued on, they passed a ride that looked like a wacked-out carousel that was suspended in the air and, instead of having horses, had leaping cats.

“Don’t forget my Whirling Wildcats!” Catman proclaimed.

Finally, they reached an intersection in the park, in the center of which was the Ferris Wheel. Starchild swept his hand grandly toward it. “And my Dynasty Star Ferris Wheel! Whoo!”

As they passed it, Heather went over to Starchild and nudged him, smirking. “I guess the best hiding places really are in plain sight.”

Starchild blinked at her. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he said innocently, even as a small smile crept onto his face.

Heather smirked wider and elaborated. “If that’s just a Ferris Wheel, I’m Queen Mary.”

“Again, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He winked at her.

Velma pointed at another ride. This one was modeled after a mountain with tracks going in and out. It looked to be shut down, with “CAUTION” tape surrounding the entrance. “What’s that ride?”

Demon answered proudly. “That’s our most wicked ride of all: The Destroyer!”

Heather, who had been admiring the ride, frowned at the name and glared at Starchild. Seriously? she thought. Starchild shrugged sheepishly.

“But it’s closed to the public,” Catman said, gesturing to the “CAUTION” tape.

“The Crimson Witch scared a couple of repairmen on it earlier tonight,” Spaceman added.

“Looks pretty terrifying,” Daphne mused, looking apprehensively at the ride.

Starchild gave her a flirtatious look. “Not if you were with me, darlin’,” he said smoothly, winking at her. Daphne turned pink.

Fred, who had seen, glared annoyedly at Starchild as he and the band walked towards the main stage. “Oh, brother,” he groused.

Velma glanced at him sympathetically. “Oh, Fred,”

Fred sighed. “I’m sorry, Velma, but I can’t compete with Starchild!”

Heather patted her nephew’s shoulder. “You don’t need to, sweetie,” she reassured. “Starchild may be a flirt, but he’s pretty harmless.”

“Just remember,” Velma added, “underneath all that makeup, he’s just a regular guy who puts his pants on like everyone else.”

Heather grimaced; that was a bad choice of words. “Well…”

At that moment, Starchild spoke for her. “KISS Costume Change, activate!”

Heather frowned. That was not what she meant.

Nevertheless, KISS leapt onstage and began to glow different colors: Starchild purple, Demon red, Spaceman blue, and Catman green. There was about a minute where they waved their bodies around like lunatics, and Heather thought she heard “Love Gun” playing from somewhere. Then the colors faded, and KISS was wearing different costumes, specifically their Destroyer-era ones.

Heather raised an eyebrow. Well, that was random. Cool, but random.

Daphne just stared in amazement, while Fred now looked very annoyed. “Oh, come on!” he groaned.

“Relax, Fred,” Velma said to him as a young woman walked onstage. “I think this was all pre-planned,”

The young woman, overhearing them, spoke up. “You’re right. It was a rehearsal for tonight’s show.” She gave the band a thumbs-up. “Good test run, fellas!”

Demon said something quietly to Starchild, who murmured back and turned to the four. “Hey guys, we’re gonna take a break.” He looked to Heather. “Wanna join us?”

Heather glanced over at Fred, who was looking interestedly at the young woman. “And let my nephew have a chance at love without me teasing him? No thank you.”

Starchild looked like he wanted to laugh, but shrugged anyway. “Suit yourself,”

As the band walked offstage, the young woman bounded down the steps and held out her hand to Velma. “Hi, I’m Shandi Strutter, KISS’s head techie.”

Heather looked down at her short skirt and sandals. That is definitely not what a head techie should be wearing.

Velma shook her hand. “Hi, I’m Velma, and this is Fred, Daphne, and Heather.”

Shandi waved at them, though it looked more like a salute. “Nice to meet you!”

“So you’re the one responsible for all the band’s stage effects, huh?” Velma asked.

“Most of them, yeah,” Shandi nodded. “The guys really like to put on a show.”

Heather couldn’t help but grin at how she said “most of them.” Because the rest, they all do themselves.

“You don’t have to tell me!” Daphne exclaimed excitedly.

Fred crossed his arms. “Daphne’s a fan,” he said in annoyance. Though it sounded rather jealous to Heather.

Daphne looked insulted. “Um, KISS doesn’t have fans, Freddy. They’re called the KISS Army!”

Heather nudged Fred, smiling. “Yeah, Freddy, get your facts right,”

Fred rolled his eyes. “I prefer the Ascot Five myself,” he said to Shandi.

“Do they have an army?” she asked interestedly.

Fred looked way too proud of what he said next. “It’s more of an all-volunteer international organization of enthusiastic youths.”

Now Heather rolled her eyes, coincidentally the same way Fred did.

Shandi still seemed interested. That, or she was pretending to be. “Cool,”

“As in lame!” Daphne said. “The KISS Army’s better.”

“You’re darn right it is!” Heather agreed, grinning at Daphne and high-fiving her.

Fred sighed and said to Shandi, “My aunt’s a fan, too,”

Shandi laughed. “I can see that.”

“Well,” Velma said to Shandi, “it was nice meeting you, but we’d better get back to looking around. C’mon, guys,”

They left the stage area, waving goodbye to Shandi, and went in the other direction than the one they came from. The four were about to begin searching again when they heard screaming and the screeching of metal against metal.

“What’s all that noise?” Velma asked aloud.

Heather cocked her head and listened to the screams. Then her eyes widened. “That’s Shaggy and Scooby! Come on!”

She took off running towards the screams, with the kids running behind her.

“How can she run so fast?” Daphne asked Fred. He shrugged.

The screaming and metal scraping was coming from a ride that was sort of like a merry-go-round fused with the teacups from Disney World, except instead of teacups they were spinning drums. Heather got there first, and so saw just a glimpse of purple, red, blue, and green forms flying out of sight.

That was before a horrible smell invaded her nose, that made her let out a noise of disgust. Then fear rose in her. She knew that smell.

Heather looked to Shaggy and Scooby, who were stumbling around and looked incredibly dizzy. But they didn’t seem hurt; Heather sent a silent thank-you to wherever the guys had flown off to.

Fred, Daphne, and Velma caught up with her. “We heard the commotion!” Fred said.

“Are you guys okay?” Daphne asked worriedly.

“Hey man, heh heh…” Shaggy said woozily. “… did anyone catch the license plate number on that witch?”

Then he and Scooby fell to the ground and passed out.

#black dahlia #chapter four #black dahlia series #shameless hometown plug lol #tbh kiss world sounds like a fucking awesome theme park #lol is it weird how much I love the running gag of starchild calling fred 'frank'?#oh well #in hindsight naming a ride after a giant evil planet destroyer may have been rather insensitive #fun fact: I had literally no idea how to write the costume change sequence XD #even though it's like one of the funniest scene imo #we finally meet shandi!#i'm sorry but her choice of clothing has always been a little nitpick of mine #lol daphne and heather are right; the kiss army's way better #cliffhanger!#even though we already know they'll be ok lol #kiss au writing #scooby doo and kiss: rock n roll mystery #my writing #stay tuned for chapter five!

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krismbright · 6 years

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Late Night Crew

The city was bustling, awake as ever during the noon rush. People were going every which way. Young and old, all shapes and sizes, a different body and mind. There was a young man around the age 27, named Ryan. Here in the city he was hanging out with his friends Russ, Scott and Snake ( that wasn’t his real name he just sounds like Snake from Metal Gear Solid.) They were at small Cafe trying to figure out what they should do that day. Russ as usual had a twinkle in his brown eyes behind his glasses as he gave out his ideas, “We could always go to that one abandoned amusement park. You guys know which one I’m talking ‘bout.” Ryan grinned slyly at his best friend, while both Snake and Scott looked at the like they were crazy idiots. “You are both idiots.” Scott proclaimed, while Snake put his head in hands, heaving a big sigh as well. Giving an exaggerated sigh, Ryan crossed his arms and pouted, “Well? We’ve nothing else to do and besides what else are we going to do? GO to the Mall, maybe even the arcade. OH! I KNOW! How about Russ’s place to play Smash Bros. Again!” As he talked his voice gained volume, having random people in the cafe turn and stare at them, clearly peeved. Snake spoke to Ryan across the table in a stern hushed voice “ Calm down, we’re all adults here, so don’t draw unnecessary attention to us.” Snake ever so the parental figure to the group of friends got Ryan to give the people in the cafe an apologetic look. Most of the people in the cafe turned back to what they were doing, while Ryan flushed red from embarrassment.

Russ still really wanting to go to the abandoned amusement park voiced his opinion yet again, “ How about we go to the amusement park? If we don’t like it within 20 minutes we could leave.” Russ mostly smiling at Scott to try and convince him to join Ryan and him. Ryan looked at Scott, his blue eyes pleading him to come along. Scott held his gaze, not backing out of his own thoughts ‘til they were interrupted by Snake, “ Okay, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to go look for a few minutes at least.” Scott snapped his head toward Snake in disbelief. ‘Snake’s agreeing to their idea!?!’ Scott thought highly confused. Ryan and Russ beamed with joy that Snake had agreed with them and not Jund for once. Snake turning toward Scott gave a thin smile and shrugged his shoulders, indicating Scott to just come along. After giving it a little thought Scott finally announced to them “I’ll join, but once one thing..AND I mean ONE thing goes wrong i will leave you all there.”, “ YES SIR!” Ryan and Russ saluted Scott as they yelled to him, getting people to glance back their way in irritation. This time none of the gang seemed to care, as Ryan and Russ gae each other a high-five, while Snake and Scott got up to head toward the abandoned amusement park. Noticing that Snake and Scott were already out the cafe and walking toward Scott’s car, Ryan and Russ jumped up and hurry after them. Ryan almost forgetting his phone in the process.

The ride to the abandoned amusement park was filled with idle chatter from mostly the second car. Scott drove the first car, while Russ drove his behind Scott. Ryan kept singing Princess songs while they drove, terribly at that. Scott kept yelling at him to Shut up from the phone that Ryan used as a microphone, while in a call. Tempers being tested all the way to the deserted park and the occasional ‘Are we there yet?’ coming from Ryan.

The abandoned park was very gloomy looking with vines growing over everything in sight, many cigarette buds, broken bottles and glass laid on the ground near the boarded up entrance that had caution tape with a sign with red bold words that were worn down from the weather, says ‘DO NOT ENTER!’. Ryan ran up to the sign and tried to look around but he wasn’t very tall so he stood on his tip-toes to try and see. “Want me to lift you up short stack?” Russ said sarcastically from a few feet behind Ryan. “ NO! I’m fine.” Ryan puffed his cheeks out growing red, for a second time that day. Snake came up beside Ryan to examine the boards to see how they could get in for a look around. “ Well, it’s closed let’s go home guys.” the other turned to give a scolding look to Scott. “ What? There is no possible way to get in without tools or brute strength, and last time i looked none of us go to a gym or have a crowbar to get in.” Once Scott finished his sentence, they heard Russ yell “GET OUT THE WAY!” he barrelled through the old boards and landed with an “OOF!” Ryan busted out into his unique laughter, tears rolling down his face. Snake went over to see if Russ was okay. “ You are an idiot aren’t you?” Scott facepalmed while chuckling. During this Ryan had fallen to the ground holding his sides with tears still rolling down his face. Snake helped Russ up and helped him dust his purple jacket off. “ NOW, we can go in. You know cause it isn’t closed, Scott.” Russ smiled at Scott while pointing toward the deeper parts of amusement park. Scott sighed and stepped over Ryan who was still on the ground shaking slightly at this point. Russ looked down at Ryan “ Come on Ryan. Let’s see what’s in here buddy.” Jumping up Ryan ran to stand by Scott inside with Snake slowly following behind everyone.

“This place is kinda boring.” Russ announced when they had gotten deeper into the park. “ You’re the one who wanted to go here Mr. Glasses, so enjoy it for the next,” he looked at his phone “ Ten minutes… Ten minutes left you have ten minutes then we leave this dump and never come back.” Scott waved his phone in front of Russ’s face to show him the time.Snake and Ryan were looking at the menu from an old snack stand, when Ryan looked behind the stand to see a merry-go-round in the distance, he slowly scooted away from Snake who turned to his right to look at more signs and Ryan booked it toward the Merry-go-round. The ride was rusted and most of the paint was gone, yet some remained showing bright red and yellow dulled just a bit. Ryan looked back to his friends as they looked at their own interest. He hopped over the gate and climbed to claim a horse on the ride. “This should be fun.” Ryan softly said to himself as he climbed atop an all white horse, with a blue and green saddle and a brown bridle. The horse creaked as he settled into the saddle of the metal horse.

Ryan noticed the others begin to look around a little frantically, possible searching for him, so he called to them “Hey! Look what I found.” His friends turn towards his direction and Russ runs towards the merry-go-round to join Ryan. “Ryan what are you doing? Get down before you get hurt.” Snake said calmly to him. Russ had chosen a brown horse with white markings on it, greens and yellows made the colors of its bridle and saddle. “ Calm down we’ll be fine, get up here and join us.” Russ signaled for Scott and Snake to join them. Scott and Snake looked towards each other and shrugged. Scott decided to claim a gray horse with white markings as well, the bridle and saddle were composed of blues and pinks. Snake’s steed that he chose was all black with the saddle and bridle vibrant gold and purples. “Are you happy?” Scott raised an eyebrow at Ryan and Russ. “Yes!” both answered at once. “Now what?” Snake questioned, they all looked at one another with blank faces. “I didn’t really think this far ahead.” Ryan confessed to the others. “We could go that way?” Russ was pointing towards what looked like a boat ride. They all climbed off their horses and headed toward the boat ride looking thing.

Once in front of the boat ride they all noticed the water looked odd, not really dirty looking, but something you wouldn’t want to touch. Snake noticed a small walkway that lead into the ride and pointed to it “ we could go on that if we wanted to go into the ride.” Ryan and Russ already began walking toward it, which led Scott and Snake to follow after them into the dark tunnel. “I’ve got this.” Russ exclaimed as he pulled up the flashlight app on his phone. Ryan clapped as Russ took the lead and followed obediently. Scott looked down at his phone to look at the time “ Hey your time is up. Let’s leave.” Russ turned toward Scott with a very irritated expression on his face he said “ Can’t you just enjoy something for once in your life Scott. Why do you have to try and ruin stuff for us who want to actually have fun.” Scott knitted his brows and replied “ You’re the one who thought this place was boring not even five minutes ago. And I ruin fun. To be exact, I try and stop you from hurting yourself and others around you.” Russ sneered “ I’m sure you just enjoy sucking the fun out of things anyway, besides i act crazy to make others laugh, cause it makes me happy. Yet you won’t even let me breathe the wrong way. So maybe you could back off a bit.” Russ pushed Scott a bit at the last sentence. Scott staggered back a bit “ Russ you can make others laugh without making a fool of yourself, yet you can’t even see that. You are 30 years old so you can just grow up a bit.” Scott pushed Russ back at the end of his sentence, teeth grinding as he did so. Russ handed his phone to Ryan and tackled Scott into the water going with him as well. Ryan and Snake gapped as Ryan trained the phone’s flashlight onto the rippling water. Snake went to sit on the edge of the walkway and got into the water, while Ryan stood there in silence. Russ and Scott finally surfaced a second later on the other side of the walkway, Snake began making his way toward to them. Ryan not knowing what to do he climbed into the water and waded to the other side.

Russ and Scott had already climbed onto the walkway by the time that Snake and Ryan had got to the other side. “ You are an idiot, you know that Russ?” Scott proclaimed while wringing his clothes, “ Sure , I’m not the only one around here either.” Russ was doing the as Scott. Snake was trying to make sure they were okay, and if they could make it back to the cars and drive home. They both were fine They said, the air was very tense and it was beginning to feel stuffy in the tunnel. “ Can we go home I feel icky.” Ryan slowly said. They all agreed to head back home. The entire walk to the cars even the car ride home was tense, even more then in the tunnel. The only time Ryan felt he could breathe was when Russ dropped off at his house. “ Hey dude I’ll see you tomorrow,right?” Russ just nodded his head and waved to Ryan. Ryan was a bit depressed when he went upstairs with just a grunt made in the direction of his sister who was on the couch. He was glad to take a shower, to get the dirty feeling water off his body. He began to get a headache as he walked toward his room to sleep, deciding to just sleep off the headache he laid on his bed and once his head hit his pillow he fell asleep.

It had been a good week since the gang had visited the abandoned amusement park, it had gotten weird that entire week and it was still tense with Scott and Russ ,but not as much. “ Has anything weird happen to you guys since we left the Park?” Snake said while looking out the cafe window. Russ and Scott nodded their heads not saying a word. Ryan looked around the cafe before speaking to them all, “ So what happened to you all?” Scott made eye contact with Ryan and began to tell him in a hushed voice “ I can hear what people think, I can levitate things and I’ve been able to convince people to do things, but only if they talk back touch me.” Ryan’s eyes widen at Scott’s statement “Guess you could say you have lvl. 100 persuasion.” Russ said while poking at his chocolate cake. Scott gave a quick glance to Russ before taking a sip of his espresso. Snake began his tale after a moment “ I can turn invisible and i have like super speed,but it’s weird cause I can lift heavy objects now like a car.” “ You tested it out?” Ryan asked, “No. But i found out when i went to work on my brother car.” Snake explained. Russ butted in before anybody could say anything “ Guess we can call you The Black Mamba.” Snake snorted at Russ’s joke. “okay , now it’s your turn Russ.” Scott stared at him in interest. “ Okay,okay. Keep your pants on.” Russ’s volume went down to a hushed tone, “ I can bend water.” Ryan looked at him in amazement, Russ smiled proudly back at Ryan. “Really.” Ryan’s voice cracked just a bit. “Really.” Russ mimicked Ryan’s voice crack. Scott gave a small laugh at that one, Snake as well. “ So Ryan what you do?” Scott leaned back into his seat waiting for Ryan to give them his story. Ryan took a deep breathe and began “ I have like electricity powers, my phone is always charged now, I can create sparks and I’ve been able to somehow connect with my electronics and it’s so freaky. Like I got rid of a virus on my computer earlier today and I knew how to fix the tv yesterday. It was weird.” Russ opened his mouth to say another one of his hilarious lines to Ryan, But Scott put his hand over his mouth before he could even say “I guess”. “ So what do we do now?” Scott asked worriedly. The others just shrugged and sat in silence, then Russ spoke up “ We could be Superheroes.” he suggested. “No!” Scott said quickly. “Why not?” Ryan spoke up. “B-because we don’t know what other powers we have a-and we could hurt others.” Scott stuttered out. Russ looked down in thought as he considered what Scott said.

“ Have any of you seen men in black suits, they look like the FBI. They were parked outside my house the other day.” Snake announced, “Same” Russ and Scott said at once ,” My sister freaked out because they wouldn’t go away and she was scared for my niece.” Ryan said a bit scared. “Weird stuff has been happening after we all went to the park. It was probably the water.” Scott was moving his head trying to unstiffen his neck. “ so what now?” Snake asked, we all looked at him he was usually the guy with a plan, that we all could agree on and now he was asking us for an answer. “ We could become superheroes, but we could practice first.” Russ suggested again. Scott sighed. Snake nodded his head and agreed with Russ. Ryan grinned at their agreement. “What are we to be called now as we are superheroes?” Russ asked with a wild grin. “Shut up. I’m going home for now. Call if anything else happens.Okay?” Scott walked out of the cafe with his hands in pockets and his skin mostly covered by fabrics. Snake got up next and waved to Russ and Ryan as they waved back. Snake walked very cautiously and slowly towards the door, he was very gentle with opening the door and shouldering pass the people outside in the crowd, he blended in well with the crowd as if he was invisible. Russ stood up and grabbed his stuff “ I’ll see you later ShortStack.” he stuck his tongue out as he walked backwards towards the door. Going with the flow just like a running river. He moved smoothly, very differently than before.

Ryan looked at the empty seats around the table and smiled loosely. He got up and put gloves on his hands as he walked towards the door, his jacket zipped halfway up, he pushed the door open and stepped into the chilly air of the city with a smile on his face, he walked on down the street to his car. The city was full of people different from one another in many different ways, yet four people were even more different than the rest of them. “ We have their locations.” a man in a black Chevrolet Impala rolled the window up as he spoke to the bluetooth in his right ear. A man in a big velvet chair grinned evilly as he got the news of the new test subjects he would soon have in his hands.

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melindarowens · 7 years

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Infusion Confusion Always Wins!

Good day… And a Happy Friday to one and all! I’ve got infusion confusion this morning, and can’t really focus, so this is going to be short-n-sweet today, I promise! I’ve had my CPAP machine for a month now, and while most mornings I wake up feeling refreshed and ready to go, that’s not happening this morning… So, infusions beat CPAP… Good to know! Don Henley greets me this morning with his song: End of The Innocence…

Well, to start the day, we don’t have any major news… No Central Bank meetings, no BIG announcement from China, no real economic data. I could discuss the new Health Bill, but why? It’s going nowhere folks… The dollar seems to be losing its grip again, as the currencies inch higher again this morning. The Big Dog euro seems to be stuck in the mud, as it attempted to get off the porch and run after the dollar, but the other little dog currencies have gotten off the porch, but seem to be sniffing around a bit before they take off after the dollar.

The New Zealand dollar / kiwi is the best performer overnight, and even that move isn’t anything to get real excited about! The price of Oil rebounded a bit, but not much, so there’s no reason to rush out and fill up the gas tank before it explodes higher! Not that I think it’s going to explode higher. The U.S. shale producers are really sticking it the OPEC countries.

The price of Oil has been a real problem for all the countries outside of the U.S. The problems are two-fold… One problem comes from countries that don’t produce Oil, and have to import it… As the price of Oil rises, their inflation forecasts grow, they hike rates, wring their hands with worry about inflation. As the price of Oil retreats, the country is left with no inflation worries and higher interest rates than needed, thus putting the brakes on their economy… (see India for a good example of this scenario!)

And for the countries that produce Oil, their problems are really illustrated right here in the U.S. Oil production goes down, the price of Oil rebounds, the Oil producers ramp up operations and begin to pump Oil by the truck loads, which leads to too much production, and supplies, and that causes the price of Oil to fall again, and now the producers have ramped up operations, taken on new debt for equipment, etc. And the Merry-Go-Round just keeps going around and around and around…

Oh, boy, I’m doing it again! Promising a short-n-sweet Pfennig and then I go off on some tangent that fires up the word count! UGH! Well, what else did you expect from me? My fat fingers get going on the keyboard, and the next thing I know I’m finished, and the Pfennig is as long as usual! UGH!

Gold saw another day of light from the tunnel yesterday, but once again before it could get its legs underneath it to run, the Gold short paper traders came forth and stabbed it with their steely knives, but they just can’t kill the beast! (Hotel California), and Gold gained $ 3.70 on the day…

The early morning trading has Gold up $ 8 today, but I just can’t get myself to get too excited about the early morning gains, for they come about before “da Boyz” (as Ed Steer calls them) arrive at their desks..

I’ve read a few reports this week from Gold analysts, Gold mining Co. Presidents, and so on, about how they feel that the manipulation of the Gold price is about to end… The reports don’t really ever get into why these people think that, but Hey! Who am I to question? This is where I would pull out an old-time phrase that’s not used much any longer, and that is… Should the manipulation stop.. “I won’t look a gift-horse in the mouth”… That is an old one, Chuck! Where did you pull that one from? Ahhh grasshoppers, I pulled that from the archives of my memory. I can hear my grandma saying that to me… And for those youngsters reading this letter the saying simply means, “when receiving a gift be grateful for what it is; don’t imply you wished for more by assessing its value.” You don’t really need to have horse! HA!

The Canadian dollar / loonie is challenging kiwi as the best overnight performer. Earlier this week, I told about how loonie traders were scratching their collective heads attempting to figure out how the loonie was pushing the currency appreciation envelope day after day, when the price of Oil was dropping, and the Bank of Canada (BOC) was sitting on their hands as the housing bubbles in Toronto and Vancouver continue to fill with air…

But then the loonie got caught up in all the Petrol Currency selling, as the price of Oil dropped into the $ 42 handle… Well, like I’ve told you dear reader for a very long time now, “Traders are Fickle”… And they’ve gone back to pushing the loonie higher… Hey! That’s alright by me! Don’t let me get in the way of pushing the loonie higher! I’m just attempting to explain its strength to readers!

I had mentioned earlier in the week that the Reserve Bank of Australia (RBA) would print their last meeting’s minutes this week, and then completely forgot about them, until now! I guess I forgot about them because they didn’t contain any earth shattering comments, and they sure didn’t give the markets anything to trade from… Here’s a sample of what they were talking about…

“Members noted that the broad-based pick-up in the world economy was continuing. Labor markets had tightened further in many countries and this was expected to lead to a pick-up in wages and prices over time. Headline inflation rates in most countries had moved higher over the past year, partly reflecting higher commodity prices. Nonetheless, core inflation had remained low.” And as we all know, they left rates unchanged… And, that lack of optimism by the RBA hurt the Aussie dollar (A$ ) for a day but the A$ has recovered that lost ground, and now sets its sights on 76-cents!

The U.S. Data Cupboard today is till restocking, but will have New Home Sales, and the Markit print of PMI (manufacturing index), which I will remind you is NOT the national ISM manufacturing index. Existing Home Sales were better than expected when they printed earlier in the week, and so I expect New Home Sales to be better than expected too… The Fed hiked rates last week, but let me point out that our internal rate is still very low at 1.25%, and the all-important 10-year yield that is used to price mortgage rates is still below 2.20%!!!! So, why wouldn’t home sales be good?

To recap… It’s a infusion confusion Friday for Chuck, which is good because there was not a lot going on overnight and this morning in the currencies, metals, bonds, commodities, economies and dolts! I was watching the news last night, and couldn’t believe they had not one mention of China’s A shares being included in the MSCI that I talked about yesterday! UGH! Oh well, Gold was up another $ 3.70 and the price of Oil rose about 60-cents…

For What It’s Worth… It brings me great delight to be able to direct you to this website today, dear reader… I would like for you to read an article by my good friend, who is also known as the Retirementor, Dennis Miller… He sent me a note this week, when I went on and on about debt, and said, “wait till you see my letter this week, great minds must think alike”… So, anyway, it’s titled: Don’t Get Caught In The Debt Trap! and you can read it all here: http://milleronthemoney.com/dont-get-caught-debt-trap/

Or, here’s your snippet… “Hardly a day goes by without an article blaring about record levels of debt and warning of a collapse. Irresponsible borrowing can adversely affect everyone, including those who lived within their means.

Reuters reports, “Americans’ debt back at record high after nearly a decade: “Americans’ debt level reached a record high this year, surpassing the peak touched just as the worst of the recession was taking hold in 2008, …households …now lean …more on auto and student loans.”

Bloomberg weighs in on student loans, “Student debt in America has hit a new record”: “Total U.S. student debt hit a record $ 1.31 trillion last year, the 18th consecutive year Americans’ education debt rose, according to the Federal Reserve Bank of New York.”

Chuck Again… Dennis does a great job of being fair and balanced on this, and I sent him a note saying that, his quote from Noah Smith, reminded me of my note about the Commodity Analyst yesterday… One day, they’ll rue the day they said those things..

Currencies today 6/23/17… American Style: A$ .7565, kiwi .7280, C$ .7560, euro 1.1168, sterling 1.2737, Swiss $ .9712, … European Style: rand 12.93, krone 8.4752, SEK 8.7560, HUF 276.61, zloty 3.7898, koruna 23.5227, RUB 59.97, yen 111.20, sing 1.3866, HKD 7.7993, INR 64.48, China 6.8321, peso 18.05, BRL 3.3340, Dollar Index 97.40, Oil $ 42.81, 10-year 2.16%, Silver $ 16.80, Platinum $ 931.73, Palladium $ 891.75, and Gold… $ 1,258.00

That’s it for today… no extra innings, no win for my beloved Cardinals yesterday… UGH! It’s feast or famine with this team, and that’s not the Cardinals I’m used to watching… Well, they took a new measurement of the tumor in my mouth yesterday, and compared it to the measurement taken right before I began my infusions again, and the tumor is shrinking again! That’s a good thing, even though I feel like death warmed over this morning! But that won’t last long, and I’ll be back to myself by noon! I’ll have to wait to do my crossword puzzles until then, because I couldn’t concentrate on them now even if I wanted to! John Mellencamp takes us to the finish line today with his song: The Authority Song… I fight authority and authority always wins… (story of my life!) And with that, it’s time to get off the bus this week, and send you to the corner of a Fantastico Friday and a Wonderful Weekend! And Please… Be Good To Yourself!

Chuck Butler

Daily Pfennig

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everettwilkinson · 7 years

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Infusion Confusion Always Wins!

Chuck Butler

Daily Pfennig

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