APPLICATION; Cape and Cowl
[PLAYER INFO]
NAME: Toastbat
AGE: 21
JOURNAL: thanatoast
IM: The Devil Ace
E-MAIL: twilightess(at)gmail.com
RETURNING: Yes! Play four (sob). Hiruma, Link, Nero and Hollow Ichigo.
[CHARACTER INFO]
CHARACTER NAME: Johnny C.
FANDOM: Johnny the Homicidal Maniac (comic)
CHRONOLOGY: Before Satan returns him to life from Hell
CLASS: Probably Mass Murdering Psychopath. But not really a villain! Sigh who knows.
SUPERHERO NAME: So tempted to say "Neeneeman" as a nod to an ANCIENT INSIDE JOKE but uh... none :D
ALTER EGO: Nny, crappy comic artist.
[ SKIP TO POWER INFO ]
BACKGROUND:
Johnny comes from a parody-ish version of our own world. It doesn't have much in the way of the supernatural, at least on the surface. Familiar franchises are renamed humorously (Taco Bell is now Taco HELL, etc). But for the most part, it is a normal Earth, albeit fairly gritty.
Johnny (who prefers to be called "Nny" as in Johnny) doesn't have a backstory, at least not one he can remember. The creator of the series has been quoted as saying that "[I] find the blurriness of it all much more appealing than making him go nuts over being pantsed in school once." The canon answer to this is that Nny's insanity affects his memory, and causes him to forget his past, among other things (such as his own last name).
However, it is generally accepted that Nny is a 20 something man with self inflicted insomnia who was, at some point in his life, a very talented artist of the macabre and likely a little screwloose (as all the best artists are). At some point prior to the beginning of the series, he becomes what is known as a "waste lock." In this version of Earth, all of the negative feelings created by human beings (their emotional waste, so to speak) builds up like invisible garbage in the street. In order to "clean up" this garbage, points in space of an alternate dimension are designated as receptacles for this waste. They can be anything, but in Johnny's case, the place is a certain wall in his house. Johnny's task is to be the seal on this receptacle, the flusher for the cosmic toilet, so to speak. However, he is not a very good waste lock. Most locks are quiet, self absorbed people who quietly collapse and take the waste with them, effectively flushing themselves and the waste they protect into oblivion. But Johnny was already disturbed to begin with, and all of the negative waste flowing through him only served to worsen his condition.
In order to keep the monster formed by the negative waste at bay, Nny had to paint the wall with coats and coats of human blood. So while murder is something he no doubt enjoys at various points in his life (see personality below), killing became a necessity to keep the wall wet and keep the unknown horror within. To facilitate these feedings, the monster (or perhaps another force, it is never properly explained. For now, let's go with the monster) provided Johnny with the necessary tools to ensure his safety. Johnny became anonymous, unable to be caught. There could be hundreds of witnesses to the scene of a crime of his and no one would be able to get the story straight. The police didn't believe he existed. Security cameras would mysteriously malfunction when Nny was caught on tape. An escaped victim of his even mentions that she called the police a dozen different times to report the murderer, and they "never knew what [she] was talking about". The monster also works to protect it's lock; it prevents Johnny from killing himself by strange interventions or distractions (funny commercials, cherry cola, malfunctioning equipment) even when he is desperate to end it all.
Nny seems to be aware of this, too. He mentions several times that he doesn't seem to be able to die, and even hints that he thinks he is the very anchor for all of existence. Eventually the monster began acting through two of Johnny's headvoices, manifest through two styrofoam Pillsbury Doughboys (Mr Fuck and Psycho Doughboy, originally voices of mania and depression, respectively).
A series of events, including a gun rigged to a phone, results in Nny being shot right through the forehead. Due to the intervention of the monster, though, he does not die and suffers and bleeds for days. However, the monster, revealing itself to be an amorphous Lovecraftian mass of tentacles, blades, eyes and mouths, breaks free from the bloodless wall and wreaks havoc, eventually tearing the fabric of the universe itself and plunging reality into oblivion.
Pretty intense, huh.
Johnny, finally being dead, ends up in Heaven, which is not a very nice place. Outside the gates, it is dirty and foul because Heaven has more important things to concern itself with appearances. The gatekeeper angel reveals that Johnny is not meant to be in heaven, but he may stay and visit until they figure out what to do with him. Nny visits God, who turns out to be a fat troll like creature who is too lazy to answer any of his questions. Johnny heads into the main part of heaven, where he discovers that heaven is just... sitting around. Doing nothing. The souls of the dead simply sit in chairs and stare into oblivion, perfectly content. However, they have the power to explode heads just by thinking about it for whatever reason. Nny is obviously totally psyched about this and starts a huge head-exploding fight and it's all very funny. During this fight, Nny gets poofed down into Hell.
Hell is a self-made horror. People continue to focus on the mundane and unimportant. They use money even though they don't have to and complain about the most trivial things. Here, Johnny meets Satan, who tells him all about the waste lock principle. He says that in allowing the monster to escape and destroy reality, he served his duty as a lock and "flushed" all the negativity down the drain of oblivion. The world had already been reset from a backup and the cycle could continue. Johnny spends some time in Hell, marveling at how stupid and shallow people are and observing that Hell is, indeed, other people. Eventually Satan reappears (in the form of Johnny's worst fear; a cheerleader) and tells him he's getting sent back to Earth to live again since neither Heaven nor Hell have a place for him.
PERSONALITY:
Wikipedia puts it best when it says "He is delusional, paranoid and devoid of remorse." Johnny has all the markers of a mass murdering psychopath. He suffers from many, many different mental and personality disorders. He is incredibly misanthropic, hating humanity for all of its selfishness and flaws. Every person he comes across is perceived as a threat, as someone who will inevitably hurt him (or already has in some way). This is why he kills and tortures people, either because they have slighted him (in such minor ways as talking during movies, messing up his food order, making fun of how he looks, etc) or because they may eventually slight him in the future. He doesn't seek to purify the human race, he simply wishes to give them what he thinks they deserve.
His moods change drastically, implying that he does have a form of bipolar disease. In some instances, he kills people just for the fun of it, relishing his insanity and lack of any remorse. In others, he bemoans his own actions and hates himself for what he has become, killing only to satisfy the wall. It all depends on his state of mind, really.
Paradoxically, considering his violent hatred of his own species, Nny often complains of how lonely he is, and how much he misses his social life, which has obviously been irreparably damaged by the whole "psychotic mass murderer" thing. Early in canon, he even has a normal relationship with a woman named Devi. Devi finds him to be interesting, smart and observant and Nny finds her to be a worthy companion. However, all goes awry when Devi goes over to Nny's home, and Nny has a psychotic episode. He attempts to kill Devi in order to "immortalize the moment" and prevent their relationship from what he believes is inevitable decay. Later in the series, he seeks to distance himself entirely from his human emotions, wishing to become like an insect, a creature driven only by instinct and need. Of course, this is impossible for someone like Nny who is so very rooted into emotion.
Johnny doesn't like to sleep, as he has difficulties distinguishing reality from imagination without the added complication of dreams.
As stated earlier, Johnny does, in fact, hear voices and often projects them on to inanimate objects, though he is aware he is only speaking to himself when he converses with them. One of the main voices is his only "conscience", which takes the form of a dead rabbit called Nailbunny. His mania and depression are manifest in the two Doughboys, Mr Eff and Psycho Doughboy, though they later become part of the wall monster.
IN SHORT.
boy ain't right.
POWER:
Hoo boy. This is gonna be complex, so just bear with me here.
So that wall monster I mentioned earlier. I'm going to call it "NotAMoose" due to a joke in the comic. NotAMoose resides inside one of Nny's house's walls in the comic. For his power? It's being moved to inside his body.
What does this mean, specifically, you may ask. Well, it will bequeath the following powers.
Anonymity/Super Luck: NOTE:This power has a maximum functionality of 60%. The more Johnny does stuff to invoke this power (kills people, attempts suicide, etc), the less effective it will become, with a hard "reset" back to 60% after a month or so of "good behavior".
As in canon, it will be very hard (nigh impossible) for NPCs to catch him at what he does. People will have conflicting stories, security cameras will malfunction, etc. Other ImPorts will have an easier time of it, but it will still be very difficult to catch him. The demon inside will also protect Nny from killing or injuring himself most times, but there is very little it can do about other people injuring him. Except...
Manifestation: ...through this ability. If Nny is compromised in some way (unconscious, very very angry or upset, in immediate danger, or even just asleep) the demon will try to take over his body. In these instances, Johnny's body will erupt with tentacles (painfully) and the monster will use and speak through him like a puppet. NotAMoose is much less discerning about its victims and will attack any person it sees. However, it can be stopped. Manifestation can be completely sealed by putting human blood somewhere on Johnny's body (head or torso work best). This seal lasts as long as the blood remains and is not degraded. If NotAMoose has already manifested, then it can be contained inside a room if one or more of the walls is covered (at least one square foot) in human blood. Johnny's own blood will not work for either of these seals.
Depending on how Johnny works out in the City, NotAMoose's role in his life will also change. If he becomes more distraught, unstable and sad, then it will be able to manifest much easier and wreak more havoc. If Nny actually manages to make some friends and accept emotions, then he will have greater control over the monster inside him.
Negativity Siphoning: A passive ability of NotAMoose. Since it feeds and grows on negative feelings, anyone in the immediate vicinity (within 7 feet or so) of Nny will feel their negative emotions and thoughts being drained away. This can either be good or bad for them. A person with other emotions besides negative ones will feel their positive emotions more strongly due to the lack of balancing negative. A person who is very negative or pessimistic may feel very empty and drained. This ability will work on a mun-permissive basis. Either way, the effects only last as long as the person is near Johnny; after all, negative feelings re-accumulate quickly.
So, in short, most of the time he will be a scrawny little murderer who happens to be very hard to catch. The prevalence of the Manifestation power will depend on his state of mind.
[CHARACTER SAMPLES]
COMMUNITY POST (FIRST PERSON) SAMPLE:
[the entry is text, as is normal for Nny. Also per usual, there are no goddamn paragraph breaks. Dammit Nny. It begins familiarly...]
Dear Die-ary,
I still haven't managed to come up with a clever macabre pun using the word "blog", so I will continue to refer to this electronic journal as a "die-ary". I've become very attached to that name over the years. It's clever, don't you think? I have searched this City, from the pretentious uptown districts to the filthy downtown alleys, and I HAVE NOT FOUND A CHERRY FLAVORED SLUSHIE THAT PLEASES ME!!! Nothing I have yet tried compares to the wonder that is a Cherry Doom Brainfreezy from the 24/7. Also, a pimply little teenage twat of a clerk tried to tell me that "brainfreezy" was the stupidest name he'd ever heard for a slushie. That fuck. I put a straw through his eyeball and watched the blood and vitreous humor leak out as he ran around the store, screaming and screaming! Now who's stupid, you have a straw in your eye socket, you pizza-faced son of a bitch!! Some of the blood got in my slurpee though, so I had to get a new one. What a waste. My fruitless and depressing search for a suitable freezy-substitute aside, I will use this post to ask a question. Fascinating, how you meatsacks in this city love questions so much. I say you should all get jobs filling out polls. So, my beloved rotting carcass of a town, riddle me this; is it possible for a human being to become devoid of all emotion? How would one go about this task? Something for you all to ponder in your little monkey brains.
LOGS POST (THIRD PERSON) SAMPLE: "Hero", huh. Johnny was no hero. He never was, wasn't now, and never would be. This really wasn't what he was expecting when the Devil told him he was getting sent back to life, either. A high tech building and a female-voiced computer who wouldn't answer any of his questions.
Well fuck you, computer, he was going to sit there until his questions were answered! Or until he figured out how to use this phone... thing that he was given. It was so much more complex than any cell phone he'd ever seen. As he fiddled with the communicator, he couldn't help but notice a weight, a feeling. Something similar to before, before he'd died, before... what was it. What was this feeling. It was like something was alive inside him, crawling around, chewing his insides... but only in a vaguely metaphorical way. But he noticed something else; silence inside his head, at least for the time being. No Doughboys arguing about whether he should live or die, no Nailbunny giving him advice and no as of yet unnamed voice telling him to go find a cheerleader and saw her legs off.
It was very lonely.
Fucking fucknuts, was his only thought at the moment. It seemed appropriate, given his situation. Finally, after about an hour inside the building, and with no responses from that goddamn motherfucking bitch of a machine, Nny exited and looked out on the City. Welp, it wasn't LA. Or anywhere else he had ever been. And what kind of a name was "The City" anyway? Talk about uncreative. Johnny thought that even he could come up with a better name.
"I think I will call you Annoying Enigma Land," he said outloud to no one in particular, garnering a few stares from people on the street. If he noticed, he didn't react. "AEL for short. Ael. Ale. Aaaaaaaailllllll." He played with the word on his tongue, then set off in a random direction. He took a long knife out of his boot and stabbed one of the people who had been staring at him right in the neck. Turns out he noticed after all. He went from being a curious newcomer to a raging psychopath almost instantaneously. "AND WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT, YOU GAWKING FUCK?! So I amuse you?! Not so amused now are you?! ARE YOU! Oh right, you can't speak, I JUST STABBED OUT YOUR VOCAL CHORDS!!"
The murderer removed his knife and sneered. His victim gurgled and collapsed to the ground, holding his neck. People gathered all around. Some screamed, some puked, and some actually had the good sense to call 911.
Johnny, however, walked off as if nothing had happened, bloody knife still in hand.
People are the same no matter where you are, Nny. Goblins, who need your special brand of attention. Let me help you.
...
who said that?
NAME: Toastbat
AGE: 21
JOURNAL: thanatoast
IM: The Devil Ace
E-MAIL: twilightess(at)gmail.com
RETURNING: Yes! Play four (sob). Hiruma, Link, Nero and Hollow Ichigo.
[CHARACTER INFO]
CHARACTER NAME: Johnny C.
FANDOM: Johnny the Homicidal Maniac (comic)
CHRONOLOGY: Before Satan returns him to life from Hell
CLASS: Probably Mass Murdering Psychopath. But not really a villain! Sigh who knows.
SUPERHERO NAME: So tempted to say "Neeneeman" as a nod to an ANCIENT INSIDE JOKE but uh... none :D
ALTER EGO: Nny, crappy comic artist.
[ SKIP TO POWER INFO ]
BACKGROUND:
Johnny comes from a parody-ish version of our own world. It doesn't have much in the way of the supernatural, at least on the surface. Familiar franchises are renamed humorously (Taco Bell is now Taco HELL, etc). But for the most part, it is a normal Earth, albeit fairly gritty.
Johnny (who prefers to be called "Nny" as in Johnny) doesn't have a backstory, at least not one he can remember. The creator of the series has been quoted as saying that "[I] find the blurriness of it all much more appealing than making him go nuts over being pantsed in school once." The canon answer to this is that Nny's insanity affects his memory, and causes him to forget his past, among other things (such as his own last name).
However, it is generally accepted that Nny is a 20 something man with self inflicted insomnia who was, at some point in his life, a very talented artist of the macabre and likely a little screwloose (as all the best artists are). At some point prior to the beginning of the series, he becomes what is known as a "waste lock." In this version of Earth, all of the negative feelings created by human beings (their emotional waste, so to speak) builds up like invisible garbage in the street. In order to "clean up" this garbage, points in space of an alternate dimension are designated as receptacles for this waste. They can be anything, but in Johnny's case, the place is a certain wall in his house. Johnny's task is to be the seal on this receptacle, the flusher for the cosmic toilet, so to speak. However, he is not a very good waste lock. Most locks are quiet, self absorbed people who quietly collapse and take the waste with them, effectively flushing themselves and the waste they protect into oblivion. But Johnny was already disturbed to begin with, and all of the negative waste flowing through him only served to worsen his condition.
In order to keep the monster formed by the negative waste at bay, Nny had to paint the wall with coats and coats of human blood. So while murder is something he no doubt enjoys at various points in his life (see personality below), killing became a necessity to keep the wall wet and keep the unknown horror within. To facilitate these feedings, the monster (or perhaps another force, it is never properly explained. For now, let's go with the monster) provided Johnny with the necessary tools to ensure his safety. Johnny became anonymous, unable to be caught. There could be hundreds of witnesses to the scene of a crime of his and no one would be able to get the story straight. The police didn't believe he existed. Security cameras would mysteriously malfunction when Nny was caught on tape. An escaped victim of his even mentions that she called the police a dozen different times to report the murderer, and they "never knew what [she] was talking about". The monster also works to protect it's lock; it prevents Johnny from killing himself by strange interventions or distractions (funny commercials, cherry cola, malfunctioning equipment) even when he is desperate to end it all.
Nny seems to be aware of this, too. He mentions several times that he doesn't seem to be able to die, and even hints that he thinks he is the very anchor for all of existence. Eventually the monster began acting through two of Johnny's headvoices, manifest through two styrofoam Pillsbury Doughboys (Mr Fuck and Psycho Doughboy, originally voices of mania and depression, respectively).
A series of events, including a gun rigged to a phone, results in Nny being shot right through the forehead. Due to the intervention of the monster, though, he does not die and suffers and bleeds for days. However, the monster, revealing itself to be an amorphous Lovecraftian mass of tentacles, blades, eyes and mouths, breaks free from the bloodless wall and wreaks havoc, eventually tearing the fabric of the universe itself and plunging reality into oblivion.
Pretty intense, huh.
Johnny, finally being dead, ends up in Heaven, which is not a very nice place. Outside the gates, it is dirty and foul because Heaven has more important things to concern itself with appearances. The gatekeeper angel reveals that Johnny is not meant to be in heaven, but he may stay and visit until they figure out what to do with him. Nny visits God, who turns out to be a fat troll like creature who is too lazy to answer any of his questions. Johnny heads into the main part of heaven, where he discovers that heaven is just... sitting around. Doing nothing. The souls of the dead simply sit in chairs and stare into oblivion, perfectly content. However, they have the power to explode heads just by thinking about it for whatever reason. Nny is obviously totally psyched about this and starts a huge head-exploding fight and it's all very funny. During this fight, Nny gets poofed down into Hell.
Hell is a self-made horror. People continue to focus on the mundane and unimportant. They use money even though they don't have to and complain about the most trivial things. Here, Johnny meets Satan, who tells him all about the waste lock principle. He says that in allowing the monster to escape and destroy reality, he served his duty as a lock and "flushed" all the negativity down the drain of oblivion. The world had already been reset from a backup and the cycle could continue. Johnny spends some time in Hell, marveling at how stupid and shallow people are and observing that Hell is, indeed, other people. Eventually Satan reappears (in the form of Johnny's worst fear; a cheerleader) and tells him he's getting sent back to Earth to live again since neither Heaven nor Hell have a place for him.
PERSONALITY:
Wikipedia puts it best when it says "He is delusional, paranoid and devoid of remorse." Johnny has all the markers of a mass murdering psychopath. He suffers from many, many different mental and personality disorders. He is incredibly misanthropic, hating humanity for all of its selfishness and flaws. Every person he comes across is perceived as a threat, as someone who will inevitably hurt him (or already has in some way). This is why he kills and tortures people, either because they have slighted him (in such minor ways as talking during movies, messing up his food order, making fun of how he looks, etc) or because they may eventually slight him in the future. He doesn't seek to purify the human race, he simply wishes to give them what he thinks they deserve.
His moods change drastically, implying that he does have a form of bipolar disease. In some instances, he kills people just for the fun of it, relishing his insanity and lack of any remorse. In others, he bemoans his own actions and hates himself for what he has become, killing only to satisfy the wall. It all depends on his state of mind, really.
Paradoxically, considering his violent hatred of his own species, Nny often complains of how lonely he is, and how much he misses his social life, which has obviously been irreparably damaged by the whole "psychotic mass murderer" thing. Early in canon, he even has a normal relationship with a woman named Devi. Devi finds him to be interesting, smart and observant and Nny finds her to be a worthy companion. However, all goes awry when Devi goes over to Nny's home, and Nny has a psychotic episode. He attempts to kill Devi in order to "immortalize the moment" and prevent their relationship from what he believes is inevitable decay. Later in the series, he seeks to distance himself entirely from his human emotions, wishing to become like an insect, a creature driven only by instinct and need. Of course, this is impossible for someone like Nny who is so very rooted into emotion.
Johnny doesn't like to sleep, as he has difficulties distinguishing reality from imagination without the added complication of dreams.
As stated earlier, Johnny does, in fact, hear voices and often projects them on to inanimate objects, though he is aware he is only speaking to himself when he converses with them. One of the main voices is his only "conscience", which takes the form of a dead rabbit called Nailbunny. His mania and depression are manifest in the two Doughboys, Mr Eff and Psycho Doughboy, though they later become part of the wall monster.
IN SHORT.
boy ain't right.
POWER:
Hoo boy. This is gonna be complex, so just bear with me here.
So that wall monster I mentioned earlier. I'm going to call it "NotAMoose" due to a joke in the comic. NotAMoose resides inside one of Nny's house's walls in the comic. For his power? It's being moved to inside his body.
What does this mean, specifically, you may ask. Well, it will bequeath the following powers.
Anonymity/Super Luck: NOTE:This power has a maximum functionality of 60%. The more Johnny does stuff to invoke this power (kills people, attempts suicide, etc), the less effective it will become, with a hard "reset" back to 60% after a month or so of "good behavior".
As in canon, it will be very hard (nigh impossible) for NPCs to catch him at what he does. People will have conflicting stories, security cameras will malfunction, etc. Other ImPorts will have an easier time of it, but it will still be very difficult to catch him. The demon inside will also protect Nny from killing or injuring himself most times, but there is very little it can do about other people injuring him. Except...
Manifestation: ...through this ability. If Nny is compromised in some way (unconscious, very very angry or upset, in immediate danger, or even just asleep) the demon will try to take over his body. In these instances, Johnny's body will erupt with tentacles (painfully) and the monster will use and speak through him like a puppet. NotAMoose is much less discerning about its victims and will attack any person it sees. However, it can be stopped. Manifestation can be completely sealed by putting human blood somewhere on Johnny's body (head or torso work best). This seal lasts as long as the blood remains and is not degraded. If NotAMoose has already manifested, then it can be contained inside a room if one or more of the walls is covered (at least one square foot) in human blood. Johnny's own blood will not work for either of these seals.
Depending on how Johnny works out in the City, NotAMoose's role in his life will also change. If he becomes more distraught, unstable and sad, then it will be able to manifest much easier and wreak more havoc. If Nny actually manages to make some friends and accept emotions, then he will have greater control over the monster inside him.
Negativity Siphoning: A passive ability of NotAMoose. Since it feeds and grows on negative feelings, anyone in the immediate vicinity (within 7 feet or so) of Nny will feel their negative emotions and thoughts being drained away. This can either be good or bad for them. A person with other emotions besides negative ones will feel their positive emotions more strongly due to the lack of balancing negative. A person who is very negative or pessimistic may feel very empty and drained. This ability will work on a mun-permissive basis. Either way, the effects only last as long as the person is near Johnny; after all, negative feelings re-accumulate quickly.
So, in short, most of the time he will be a scrawny little murderer who happens to be very hard to catch. The prevalence of the Manifestation power will depend on his state of mind.
[CHARACTER SAMPLES]
COMMUNITY POST (FIRST PERSON) SAMPLE:
[the entry is text, as is normal for Nny. Also per usual, there are no goddamn paragraph breaks. Dammit Nny. It begins familiarly...]
Dear Die-ary,
I still haven't managed to come up with a clever macabre pun using the word "blog", so I will continue to refer to this electronic journal as a "die-ary". I've become very attached to that name over the years. It's clever, don't you think? I have searched this City, from the pretentious uptown districts to the filthy downtown alleys, and I HAVE NOT FOUND A CHERRY FLAVORED SLUSHIE THAT PLEASES ME!!! Nothing I have yet tried compares to the wonder that is a Cherry Doom Brainfreezy from the 24/7. Also, a pimply little teenage twat of a clerk tried to tell me that "brainfreezy" was the stupidest name he'd ever heard for a slushie. That fuck. I put a straw through his eyeball and watched the blood and vitreous humor leak out as he ran around the store, screaming and screaming! Now who's stupid, you have a straw in your eye socket, you pizza-faced son of a bitch!! Some of the blood got in my slurpee though, so I had to get a new one. What a waste. My fruitless and depressing search for a suitable freezy-substitute aside, I will use this post to ask a question. Fascinating, how you meatsacks in this city love questions so much. I say you should all get jobs filling out polls. So, my beloved rotting carcass of a town, riddle me this; is it possible for a human being to become devoid of all emotion? How would one go about this task? Something for you all to ponder in your little monkey brains.
LOGS POST (THIRD PERSON) SAMPLE: "Hero", huh. Johnny was no hero. He never was, wasn't now, and never would be. This really wasn't what he was expecting when the Devil told him he was getting sent back to life, either. A high tech building and a female-voiced computer who wouldn't answer any of his questions.
Well fuck you, computer, he was going to sit there until his questions were answered! Or until he figured out how to use this phone... thing that he was given. It was so much more complex than any cell phone he'd ever seen. As he fiddled with the communicator, he couldn't help but notice a weight, a feeling. Something similar to before, before he'd died, before... what was it. What was this feeling. It was like something was alive inside him, crawling around, chewing his insides... but only in a vaguely metaphorical way. But he noticed something else; silence inside his head, at least for the time being. No Doughboys arguing about whether he should live or die, no Nailbunny giving him advice and no as of yet unnamed voice telling him to go find a cheerleader and saw her legs off.
It was very lonely.
Fucking fucknuts, was his only thought at the moment. It seemed appropriate, given his situation. Finally, after about an hour inside the building, and with no responses from that goddamn motherfucking bitch of a machine, Nny exited and looked out on the City. Welp, it wasn't LA. Or anywhere else he had ever been. And what kind of a name was "The City" anyway? Talk about uncreative. Johnny thought that even he could come up with a better name.
"I think I will call you Annoying Enigma Land," he said outloud to no one in particular, garnering a few stares from people on the street. If he noticed, he didn't react. "AEL for short. Ael. Ale. Aaaaaaaailllllll." He played with the word on his tongue, then set off in a random direction. He took a long knife out of his boot and stabbed one of the people who had been staring at him right in the neck. Turns out he noticed after all. He went from being a curious newcomer to a raging psychopath almost instantaneously. "AND WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT, YOU GAWKING FUCK?! So I amuse you?! Not so amused now are you?! ARE YOU! Oh right, you can't speak, I JUST STABBED OUT YOUR VOCAL CHORDS!!"
The murderer removed his knife and sneered. His victim gurgled and collapsed to the ground, holding his neck. People gathered all around. Some screamed, some puked, and some actually had the good sense to call 911.
Johnny, however, walked off as if nothing had happened, bloody knife still in hand.
People are the same no matter where you are, Nny. Goblins, who need your special brand of attention. Let me help you.
...
who said that?