Mata Nui Inc. | Plast!
Welcome to the Mata Nui Incorporated and Plast! Productions forums. We're two organizations composed of enthusiastic teenagers who want to entertain others. We all want to do stuff, whether it is making websites, creating publications, performing experimentations, and philosophize. Our current focus is to provide fun content for LEGO fans, while reviving interest in the BIONICLE fanbase as well. Here's a few links to get you to know us better:



Mata Nui Inc and Plast! -- Who are we and what we do



All our available content and publications can be found on KanohiJournal Publications (kanohijournal.com). More links on our specific projects can be found in the menu bar or the link that was provided above.

If you are looking to apply as a potential member, please contact us on matanuiinc@gmail.com or bioran23@gmail.com. You can as well join the forums and contact one of the administrators for a job application.


Thank you,

The Administration

A meeting was held on Saturday March 24, at approximately 10:00 PM EST. The highlights of the meeting have been posted at the aforementioned link. If you have time, please review the meeting highlights.
We need judges for Lesovikk's Hiatus, which has now returned as a fanon contest. Apply here!
Get cracking quickly for now Altum Bellum chapters can be claimed right here.
The Grand Creation serial, part of the Ancient Chronicle saga has been completed. Shortly the serial will be uploaded to KJP -- a big thank you to all the contributors!
WARNING: Custom domain http://mni.supernovafire.com expired. You can all return to the base domain, http://matanuiinc.forumotion.net.
Internet Explorer 9 Users, please turn on "Compatibility View" to fix a glitch that prevents the last few drop down menu options from showing normally.

You are not connected. Please login or register

Paper Angels

View previous topic View next topic Go down  Message [Page 1 of 1]

1 Paper Angels on 30th August 2011, 7:03 pm

St. Francis

avatar

Plast! CEO

Plast! CEO
The depths of a man's soul cannot be measured in a manner of meters or fathoms, but rather it is in my opinion only quantified by his proximity to heaven and hell. It is in such a state that I usher myself past the town tavern, bursting at the seams with the sounds of laughter and drunken merriment. Had it only been a different night, a different place, a different kind of man passing by the French doors of that innocent pub, the events that transpired at that point would undoubtedly have been drastically different. I can only guess if anyone outside that place had a clue when those exclamations of mirth became the desperate screams of the helpless, begging for their very lives.

God, this seat is cold. Green, too. I hate green.

I trace my finger around the glass of whiskey in front of me, scraping dust and grime away from the edge of the old goblet. Looking up, I can see his eyes staring at me, and he's saying "It's on the house."

You bet your ass it is.

His brown hair is falling into his tan face, and he's got that warm look around him, like a fireplace thawing away the cold, dead snow that encases human civilization while it sleeps. He's probably a really good guy.

His eyes are green. I hate green.

I slowly count the number of people playing pool, poker, or beer pong.

I've always loved playing beer pong.

I take a shot of the whiskey, and the dust settling inside of it almost chokes me. Is this foreshadowing? Is this an act of God, trying to steer me away from the consequences my diseased mind has already drawn up for me? Is this the opening hug of the gallows, wrapping itself around me and whispering to me in its macabre voice.

"Are you ready to die?"

God, I can almost hear those whispers, so much that I wonder if they're really there...

I take another sip, feeling the dust settle in my windpipe much like the bodies that will inevitably lay on the floor of this bar in the last couple minutes of these poor souls lives.

God, I want to play some beer pong. Maybe when I'm through here, I could head to another bar. And another. And another.

First thing's first, though. You've got to live in the moment.

These people here should know that.

Seven people.

What is the deal with seven? I've never understood the magical fascination people seem to hold with seven. Or thirteen.

Wouldn't it be cool if there were thirteen people here? Now that would be a sign from God.

I've never believed much in God.

Finally, I stand up, slowly letting a dagger slide down my sleeve.

That was some horrible whiskey.

I turn to the first patron of the bar, watching as he finishes up his round of pool.

"Last call!" I hear behind me.

Last call, indeed, I mutter, and the poor soul turns to me.

His eyes are red, such an unholy red, as if he's a fish snorting oxygen for the hell of it.

Why do fish have gills if they can't breathe air?

The thoughts of a diseased mind. Oh, how sweet.

This poor sap, this poor fish out of water, he opens his mouth and slurs, "Whatchoo say man?"

I open my mouth to answer, but decide against it, instead sliding the knife from underneath my sleeve and uncerimoniously slitting the poor man's throat. He spins 180 degrees before falling.

Not bad.

I turn to the other souls, cutting them down like paper angels one by one, one by one, one by one...

Just call me the devil, baby, 'cause I'm drinking angel blood tonight.

After twenty minutes, my work is done. I pull my dagger out of the bartender, his green eyes now dulled with the deep gray weight of death.

God, I hate green.

God, I want to play some beer pong.

Who is this God guy, anyway?

I turn to the game of beer pong, forever frozen in a state of midfinish, and pick up a ball.

-Spawn


_________________

[14:42:39] @ Legolover-361 : Notice the name Tom Kenny.
[14:42:48] @ Legolover-361 : Notice also the Autobot names next to his.
[14:42:54] @ Tyler St. Francis : I know.
[14:43:28] @ Tyler St. Francis : More depressed that the bro who does Fred from Scooby-Doo voices three Decepticons.
[14:43:39] Universalis Oves : XD
[14:44:06] @ Riglax : http://screenrant.com/transformers-4-serious-sequel-dark-moon-sandy-155194/
[14:44:14] @ Tyler St. Francis : "JINKIES, GANG! WE LOST SHOCKWAVE!"
[14:44:35] @ Legolover-361 : "ALL RIGHT, DECEPTICONS! LET'S SPLIT UP AND SEARCH FOR CLUES!"

2 Re: Paper Angels on 30th August 2011, 7:23 pm

Skarloth

avatar

MNI Board Member
MNI Board Member
>morbidly cool

>7/10

Seems killing people was just like drinking a coke or playing a game to him. Eh, to be honest, if this was in third person, it might be better, but I suppose you'd want to have it from his POV, just because of his mental state.

-Skar


_________________
The Grand Creation...

3 Re: Paper Angels on 30th August 2011, 7:24 pm

St. Francis

avatar

Plast! CEO

Plast! CEO
That's why I wanted to do a first person story, because of his mental state, like you said.

-Spawn


_________________

[14:42:39] @ Legolover-361 : Notice the name Tom Kenny.
[14:42:48] @ Legolover-361 : Notice also the Autobot names next to his.
[14:42:54] @ Tyler St. Francis : I know.
[14:43:28] @ Tyler St. Francis : More depressed that the bro who does Fred from Scooby-Doo voices three Decepticons.
[14:43:39] Universalis Oves : XD
[14:44:06] @ Riglax : http://screenrant.com/transformers-4-serious-sequel-dark-moon-sandy-155194/
[14:44:14] @ Tyler St. Francis : "JINKIES, GANG! WE LOST SHOCKWAVE!"
[14:44:35] @ Legolover-361 : "ALL RIGHT, DECEPTICONS! LET'S SPLIT UP AND SEARCH FOR CLUES!"

4 Re: Paper Angels on 30th August 2011, 8:27 pm

Legolover-361

avatar

MNI COO

MNI COO
To be honest, this story fit the first-person better. I like the writing style, the plot of the short story is fine, but I wish there were some back-story. Who is this guy? -- and why in the world is he killing all these bar patrons?

Senseless killing isn't always fun to read, and this story straddles the line in that respect, but otherwise it was very enjoyable.

Also, I'd like to say that I love how you added "I hate green" throughout the story. It gave the narrative that much more character, really.


_________________
User: You know, I need sleep.
Cleverbot: You don't sleep.
User: Do you watch me?
Cleverbot: When you sleep.

[21:17:07] @ Legolover-361 : Ads, you do realize that if I came, I wouldn't eat what a stranger baked anyway, right? Tongue
[21:17:22] @ Tyler St. Francis : But you'd eat what I baked, right bro?
[21:17:23] @ Tyler St. Francis : right
[21:17:24] @ Tyler St. Francis : right
[21:17:30] Aderia : left
[21:17:41] @ Tyler St. Francis : dead center

Sponsored content


View previous topic View next topic Back to top  Message [Page 1 of 1]

Permissions in this forum:
You cannot reply to topics in this forum

 

© 2010-2014 Mata Nui Inc, a partially owned organization by Plast! Productions with a majority stake.