writing is fun (and such)

Posted by MahFreenAmeh on May 13, 2012, 4:57 p.m.

They left me with nothing but a piece of paper. Fuck if I could read it in the state I was in. Truth be told, fuck if I even wanted to read it; all I could focus on was a deep pain up the side of my head. Ever had your head slammed into an arcade cabinet? I haven't. But I presume that that would somewhat feel similar to what I'm going through at the moment. And… Well, excuse me, let me take a look… Ooh, and it seems I'm bleeding. Well, that's just great. At least they left me in front of… an Arby's? Really? You smash my head in, take my money, and leave me a note… in front of an Arby's that I can't eat at? Because you took my money? Oh, I'm gonna find you now.

"Sir! Are you okay? You appear to be bleeding profusely!"…

Well, at least the rest of the world has maintained some amount of cognitive ability. Not sure why it took someone this long to notice. I've counted 24 cars pull into the drive-thru, all passing by me. And then the manager comes out. Guess people got tired o seeing me a bloody mess.

"Yeah. I kinda noticed. Where the hell am I anyways?"

"Arby's, sir. Can't you read?"

Well, that''s definitely the sort of answer I was looking for.

"Obviously not. I meant, geographically, where am I located?"

"Oh, just here in scenic ol' Austin."

At least they didn't take me too far, I suppose. I can easily find my way wherever I need to go. After all, Austin is stated to be extremely pedestrian friendly . I wave to the man.

"Thanks for your concern. I'm going to go try and read this note now and probably get kidnapped again, knowing my luck."

The man looked back at me, shrugged, and walked inside. As these events went on, I found myself glancing at the note.

"… the FUCK is this?"

Written on the note was a seemingly jumbled mass of characters, words… it's self-expression soup if I've ever seen it. I don't know why they left me with this worthless piece of paper. I really don't. But…. the more I look at it, the more I can't look away. The more I want to understand.





nothing is real


There once was a sparrow,

who met his doom at the fate

of an outline; Farmer John

did not let it down.

What in the fuck is this supposed to mean? I can't write any more of this. My head is starting to seriously pulsate with pain. I'm going to go find a place to lie down at. If I survive through the night, I'm sure I'll figure it out tomorrow.


spirulence 9 years, 8 months ago

Three little men stared at the computer screen as one of them operated the space bar, slowly going from page to page.

The littlest one, with a voice reminiscent of moldy paper and tarmac, spoke up.

"What kind of shell uses just a dollar sign and no username?"

The middle one, who was standing, and the tallest one, who was seated at the console, turned around and stared ominously at the little one.

And that's why sysadmins should always carry powertools with deadly accessories.

Haizen 9 years, 8 months ago

In front of arbys, thats kind of insult to injury. Hope you heal well.

NeutralReiddHotel 9 years, 8 months ago

Keep writing. Damn you. Damn you for making me interested in this when it's not finished.

firestormx 9 years, 8 months ago

You probably had it coming.

MahFreenAmeh 9 years, 8 months ago

spirulence: the shell of a man who has no identity.

messiah: it's only insult if you're broke.

reidd: i'll keep it up then

fsx: i usually do.

Alert Games 9 years, 8 months ago

Your text box is awesome, but the other css is way too distracting bro

MahFreenAmeh 9 years, 8 months ago

alert: i've been considering removing the background animation, but that's the only thing i would really see myself removing.