but you see, it's not me, it's not my family (in your head, in your head, they are fighting)
It just occurred to me that I ain't done any proper ficcing since Easter. But that is so not the truth at all. I just haven't. Finished anything really. Though that's a lie too. I need to do. That meme. But for now settle for a dream that I had which I told to poor, unfortunate, unlucky tomiko_the_muse in Great Detail. And I apologise for my sentence structure, I am having Unforeseen Likely-Uterine Problems which have yet to Satisfactorily Explain themselves either through the presence of menses or cancer, honestly. It has been making no sense for quite some time. But then, it's just me being a hypochondriac, I am sure [insert eye roll at self here]. Still, there is Pain and there is lots of it.
TaxFreeGenocide: Hiss spit.
TaxFreeGenocide: I will say.
TaxFreeGenocide: It was another Gaunt dream. Hide yourself now.
TaxFreeGenocide: There was the alien dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: And the mayor dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: There was the dance dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: And the leetlekids!dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: But this.
TaxFreeGenocide: This, my friend.
TaxFreeGenocide: Was the "Morfin Lives the Gaunt Dream" dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: He woke up in the afternoon.
TaxFreeGenocide: Breakfast was over.
TaxFreeGenocide: Merope was making lunch.
TaxFreeGenocide: He says to her.
TaxFreeGenocide: "Why are my pancakes cold, Sister?"
TaxFreeGenocide: She says to him.
TaxFreeGenocide: "Oh Morfin, you were sleeping when I did make them."
TaxFreeGenocide: Morfin said, "Oi, fuck you and your cold pancakes, leetle gurl."
TaxFreeGenocide: And then Marvolo laughed and he said, "Oh Morfin, I do wish for you to live the Gaunt Dream this day."
TaxFreeGenocide: "Oh?" said Morfin.
TaxFreeGenocide: "Oh." answered Marvolo.
TaxFreeGenocide: What is the Gaunt Dream, you ask?
TaxFreeGenocide: Why, Marvolo did give his son five pence.
TaxFreeGenocide: He said to him.
TaxFreeGenocide: "Son, this is all that remains
TaxFreeGenocide: of the family fortune
TaxFreeGenocide: that once we possessed.
TaxFreeGenocide: We pissed it all away
TaxFreeGenocide: generations ago.
TaxFreeGenocide: But I wish
TaxFreeGenocide: for you
TaxFreeGenocide: to spend these five pence
TaxFreeGenocide: once held by those of much higher class than us but
TaxFreeGenocide: equal in blood dammit
TaxFreeGenocide: on a
TaxFreeGenocide: beer.
TaxFreeGenocide: Go, son.
TaxFreeGenocide: Go."
TaxFreeGenocide: And Morfin said, "Oi, sweet!"
TaxFreeGenocide: And Merope said, ";_;"
TaxFreeGenocide: But five pence is not enough to buy a beer!
TaxFreeGenocide: But Morfin had to live the Dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: So he asked Tom Sr. for some money.
TaxFreeGenocide: He received none.
TaxFreeGenocide: And so he kicked his ass soundly.
TaxFreeGenocide: So then he looked and found some money on the ground.
TaxFreeGenocide: But that was still not enough
TaxFreeGenocide: for a beer
TaxFreeGenocide: worthy of his
TaxFreeGenocide: ness.
TaxFreeGenocide: So he stood on a corner singing.
TaxFreeGenocide: He made no pence.
TaxFreeGenocide: So he took dares
TaxFreeGenocide: and whored himself to the masses did some pretty crazy shit.
TaxFreeGenocide: He got some money for that.
TaxFreeGenocide: Then it was time for supper
TaxFreeGenocide: and Merope came out and found him and said to him:
TaxFreeGenocide: "Brother, please to be eating supper, you are a growing boy."
TaxFreeGenocide: "Okay, I will eat supper" said Morfin.
TaxFreeGenocide: So they went home and there was supper and they ate it.
TaxFreeGenocide: But there was still not enough money for beer!
TaxFreeGenocide: So Merope went into where she slept and said,
TaxFreeGenocide: "My dearest brother, I have but this one penny in the world.
TaxFreeGenocide: I wish for you
TaxFreeGenocide: to take it
TaxFreeGenocide: (for I had been saving it that I might run away
TaxFreeGenocide: from this world of incestuous rape
TaxFreeGenocide: and Dead Incest Babies)
TaxFreeGenocide: I want you to buy a beer
TaxFreeGenocide: slash
TaxFreeGenocide: live the Gaunt Dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: Please, Brother.
TaxFreeGenocide: Do this.
TaxFreeGenocide: For me.
TaxFreeGenocide: Your baby sister.
TaxFreeGenocide: Who loves you.
TaxFreeGenocide: And who shall never live any dream of her own
TaxFreeGenocide: for no one loves her enough to set any within her grasp.
TaxFreeGenocide: I fare thee well, my brother,
TaxFreeGenocide: my flesh and my blood,
TaxFreeGenocide: my masculine manifestation of self and body, you man possessed of that soul written by the hand of God in exquisite counterpoint to mine own; go,
TaxFreeGenocide: as my life like a rose in the adversity of cruel, gaudily gold-gilded autumn withers, no longer able nor willing to take sustenance of the very rain of joy and life to further its own feeble and definitively piteous being.
TaxFreeGenocide: I die, sweet brother Morfin. But kiss me upon the brow when I am dead, and take your leave of me, though mourn not, for I no longer suffer.
TaxFreeGenocide: Alas, good brother mine, our parting only prolongs both our hurts.
TaxFreeGenocide: Adieu, my soul, adieu!"
TaxFreeGenocide: And Morfin said, "Yeah okay thanks sis one pence that totally bites um bye dewds." and he went out again.
TaxFreeGenocide: But despite the addition of his sister's Heartrendingly Tragic Penny
TaxFreeGenocide: (which, for her unfathomable pains, should have counted for so much more than it did by mere mortal systems of measurement)
TaxFreeGenocide: there was still not enough money for beer.
TaxFreeGenocide: So he beat up some people to get it, like street urchins (who secretly annoyed the everloving fuck out of him), for it was dark and he could do it in sekrit.
TaxFreeGenocide: So he got a beer then. At the pub.
TaxFreeGenocide: And made conversation with the locals.
TaxFreeGenocide: Surprisingly nice conversation about pretty mouths and the wonders of Wal-Mart.
TaxFreeGenocide: Then Merope (who was not dead but only teenaged and melodramatic) came to the pub and said
TaxFreeGenocide: "Hello Brother, are you drunk yet?"
TaxFreeGenocide: Morfin said, "No, I have only had one beer, for I only had the money for one."
TaxFreeGenocide: "Oh," answered Merope, "then in that case
TaxFreeGenocide: did you live the Gaunt Dream?"
TaxFreeGenocide: And Morfin said, "Oh.
TaxFreeGenocide: Oh yes.
TaxFreeGenocide: Yes, I did.
TaxFreeGenocide: I believe
TaxFreeGenocide: that Father shall be
TaxFreeGenocide: proud of me."
TaxFreeGenocide: And then they went home.
TaxFreeGenocide: The end.
Tomiko the Muse That was long and crazy. <3
TaxFreeGenocide: Hehehe, it was a fun dream, if not confusing.
You're welcome for that, it was singularly horrible, wasn't it?
Pee dot ess dot I am so making a ring out of a (cheapy State!)quarter with a spoon and a drill! It will take forever, but they used to do it in prison all the time, where you happen to have lots of time, and I think that's pretty cool.
TaxFreeGenocide: Hiss spit.
TaxFreeGenocide: I will say.
TaxFreeGenocide: It was another Gaunt dream. Hide yourself now.
TaxFreeGenocide: There was the alien dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: And the mayor dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: There was the dance dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: And the leetlekids!dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: But this.
TaxFreeGenocide: This, my friend.
TaxFreeGenocide: Was the "Morfin Lives the Gaunt Dream" dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: He woke up in the afternoon.
TaxFreeGenocide: Breakfast was over.
TaxFreeGenocide: Merope was making lunch.
TaxFreeGenocide: He says to her.
TaxFreeGenocide: "Why are my pancakes cold, Sister?"
TaxFreeGenocide: She says to him.
TaxFreeGenocide: "Oh Morfin, you were sleeping when I did make them."
TaxFreeGenocide: Morfin said, "Oi, fuck you and your cold pancakes, leetle gurl."
TaxFreeGenocide: And then Marvolo laughed and he said, "Oh Morfin, I do wish for you to live the Gaunt Dream this day."
TaxFreeGenocide: "Oh?" said Morfin.
TaxFreeGenocide: "Oh." answered Marvolo.
TaxFreeGenocide: What is the Gaunt Dream, you ask?
TaxFreeGenocide: Why, Marvolo did give his son five pence.
TaxFreeGenocide: He said to him.
TaxFreeGenocide: "Son, this is all that remains
TaxFreeGenocide: of the family fortune
TaxFreeGenocide: that once we possessed.
TaxFreeGenocide: We pissed it all away
TaxFreeGenocide: generations ago.
TaxFreeGenocide: But I wish
TaxFreeGenocide: for you
TaxFreeGenocide: to spend these five pence
TaxFreeGenocide: once held by those of much higher class than us but
TaxFreeGenocide: equal in blood dammit
TaxFreeGenocide: on a
TaxFreeGenocide: beer.
TaxFreeGenocide: Go, son.
TaxFreeGenocide: Go."
TaxFreeGenocide: And Morfin said, "Oi, sweet!"
TaxFreeGenocide: And Merope said, ";_;"
TaxFreeGenocide: But five pence is not enough to buy a beer!
TaxFreeGenocide: But Morfin had to live the Dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: So he asked Tom Sr. for some money.
TaxFreeGenocide: He received none.
TaxFreeGenocide: And so he kicked his ass soundly.
TaxFreeGenocide: So then he looked and found some money on the ground.
TaxFreeGenocide: But that was still not enough
TaxFreeGenocide: for a beer
TaxFreeGenocide: worthy of his
TaxFreeGenocide: ness.
TaxFreeGenocide: So he stood on a corner singing.
TaxFreeGenocide: He made no pence.
TaxFreeGenocide: So he took dares
TaxFreeGenocide: and whored himself to the masses did some pretty crazy shit.
TaxFreeGenocide: He got some money for that.
TaxFreeGenocide: Then it was time for supper
TaxFreeGenocide: and Merope came out and found him and said to him:
TaxFreeGenocide: "Brother, please to be eating supper, you are a growing boy."
TaxFreeGenocide: "Okay, I will eat supper" said Morfin.
TaxFreeGenocide: So they went home and there was supper and they ate it.
TaxFreeGenocide: But there was still not enough money for beer!
TaxFreeGenocide: So Merope went into where she slept and said,
TaxFreeGenocide: "My dearest brother, I have but this one penny in the world.
TaxFreeGenocide: I wish for you
TaxFreeGenocide: to take it
TaxFreeGenocide: (for I had been saving it that I might run away
TaxFreeGenocide: from this world of incestuous rape
TaxFreeGenocide: and Dead Incest Babies)
TaxFreeGenocide: I want you to buy a beer
TaxFreeGenocide: slash
TaxFreeGenocide: live the Gaunt Dream.
TaxFreeGenocide: Please, Brother.
TaxFreeGenocide: Do this.
TaxFreeGenocide: For me.
TaxFreeGenocide: Your baby sister.
TaxFreeGenocide: Who loves you.
TaxFreeGenocide: And who shall never live any dream of her own
TaxFreeGenocide: for no one loves her enough to set any within her grasp.
TaxFreeGenocide: I fare thee well, my brother,
TaxFreeGenocide: my flesh and my blood,
TaxFreeGenocide: my masculine manifestation of self and body, you man possessed of that soul written by the hand of God in exquisite counterpoint to mine own; go,
TaxFreeGenocide: as my life like a rose in the adversity of cruel, gaudily gold-gilded autumn withers, no longer able nor willing to take sustenance of the very rain of joy and life to further its own feeble and definitively piteous being.
TaxFreeGenocide: I die, sweet brother Morfin. But kiss me upon the brow when I am dead, and take your leave of me, though mourn not, for I no longer suffer.
TaxFreeGenocide: Alas, good brother mine, our parting only prolongs both our hurts.
TaxFreeGenocide: Adieu, my soul, adieu!"
TaxFreeGenocide: And Morfin said, "Yeah okay thanks sis one pence that totally bites um bye dewds." and he went out again.
TaxFreeGenocide: But despite the addition of his sister's Heartrendingly Tragic Penny
TaxFreeGenocide: (which, for her unfathomable pains, should have counted for so much more than it did by mere mortal systems of measurement)
TaxFreeGenocide: there was still not enough money for beer.
TaxFreeGenocide: So he beat up some people to get it, like street urchins (who secretly annoyed the everloving fuck out of him), for it was dark and he could do it in sekrit.
TaxFreeGenocide: So he got a beer then. At the pub.
TaxFreeGenocide: And made conversation with the locals.
TaxFreeGenocide: Surprisingly nice conversation about pretty mouths and the wonders of Wal-Mart.
TaxFreeGenocide: Then Merope (who was not dead but only teenaged and melodramatic) came to the pub and said
TaxFreeGenocide: "Hello Brother, are you drunk yet?"
TaxFreeGenocide: Morfin said, "No, I have only had one beer, for I only had the money for one."
TaxFreeGenocide: "Oh," answered Merope, "then in that case
TaxFreeGenocide: did you live the Gaunt Dream?"
TaxFreeGenocide: And Morfin said, "Oh.
TaxFreeGenocide: Oh yes.
TaxFreeGenocide: Yes, I did.
TaxFreeGenocide: I believe
TaxFreeGenocide: that Father shall be
TaxFreeGenocide: proud of me."
TaxFreeGenocide: And then they went home.
TaxFreeGenocide: The end.
Tomiko the Muse That was long and crazy. <3
TaxFreeGenocide: Hehehe, it was a fun dream, if not confusing.
You're welcome for that, it was singularly horrible, wasn't it?
Pee dot ess dot I am so making a ring out of a (cheapy State!)quarter with a spoon and a drill! It will take forever, but they used to do it in prison all the time, where you happen to have lots of time, and I think that's pretty cool.