Boogie Man Boogie Down (AKA He is not dead ye- oh wait, yes he is)
I decided to revamp another part of the story, simply cause I spent night reading the funniest fic I've read in a while and I was in a FREAKIN GOOD MOOD this morning and so I've been giggling all day, and in that weird delusional giggling, I just imagined Marlow drawing a characature (sp?) of Melissa looking all evil and mean with the words "HUGE BITCH" over her head.
Also, Marlow mentioning Rasputin to her and she's like, "Who's that?"
And he about to go on rant about how he doesn't even know about the bane of her son's existence when Dib grabs him and is like:
Dib: If you tell her about Rasputin, I will quit school and join Boogie Man in his artistic conquest. He mutilates people and I'll paint really weird designs on their faces. >[
Marlow: ...... You wouldn't.
Dib: Fuck, I would.
Marlow: You like it here too much.
Dib: Not after she's done with me.
Marlow: ....... Fine.
So the part I wanted to revamp was the whole, "Oh god, Boogie Man is dead and kinda crazy but kinda cool at the same time. Also, he went to Brahms."
So instead of this whole memory thing which I've always been really iffy about anyway, the idea would be that Dib just met him like he met all the other experiments - in the cells. Apparently, Rasputin dragged him back or something. Hell if I know. So Dib and Boogie Man would have a really awesome convo in the cells about art and whatnot. And BM would mention he went to Brahms and has art displayed there. And Dib'd like, "Cool story, bro. I'll have to visit." And through some circumstance or whatever, BM (AKA Caleb) dies and Dib is kinda sad, but whatever.
But he doesn't recognize his AS BM because, well, everyone just probably assumed he knew. I mean, Zim surely wouldn't think of showing him a picture. Just the art. And everyone at Brahms would just assume he knew.
So when some of his friends are reading maybe an older article about BM and Dib walks in and is like, "Oh, hey, I knew that guy." And they're like, "Um, what?"
Dib: Yeah, we hung out in the cells. Well, as much as you can hang out anyway.
Friends: o__________o
Dib: He was an artist. He never finished school, but he went here. His art is displayed in the South Wing.
Friends: O______O Now they don't!
Dib: Uh, yeah they do. That really weird painting that's kinda disturbing to stare at for a while.
Friends: No! This guy doesn't paint! He.... he kills people and turns them into art.
Dib: No, that's Boogie Man, isn't it?
Friends: This IS Boogie Man!
Dib: .......... what.
Friends: Yeah! Look, here's the caption.
Dib: That can't be Boogie Man, because that's... Caleb...
Friends: .................
Dib: ...................
Friends: ................
Dib: ..............OH GOD RASPUTIN CREATED BOOGIE MAN WHAT THE FUCK HOW DOES THAT EVEN MAKES SENSE HE HATED ART.
Friends: .............. Does that mean he's still running around? With the REBELS BACKING HIM UP????
Dib: Uh, no. He, uh..... died.
Friends: ................... Oh gods, Dib, your life.
Dib: I know. What the fuck.
I suppose I should be studying but THAT SCENE (and my case of the extreme and random giggles) just won't go away. *starts giggling for no reason again*
And now for... trying to stop giggling like a maniac for second and go STUDY for something.
Also, Marlow mentioning Rasputin to her and she's like, "Who's that?"
And he about to go on rant about how he doesn't even know about the bane of her son's existence when Dib grabs him and is like:
Dib: If you tell her about Rasputin, I will quit school and join Boogie Man in his artistic conquest. He mutilates people and I'll paint really weird designs on their faces. >[
Marlow: ...... You wouldn't.
Dib: Fuck, I would.
Marlow: You like it here too much.
Dib: Not after she's done with me.
Marlow: ....... Fine.
So the part I wanted to revamp was the whole, "Oh god, Boogie Man is dead and kinda crazy but kinda cool at the same time. Also, he went to Brahms."
So instead of this whole memory thing which I've always been really iffy about anyway, the idea would be that Dib just met him like he met all the other experiments - in the cells. Apparently, Rasputin dragged him back or something. Hell if I know. So Dib and Boogie Man would have a really awesome convo in the cells about art and whatnot. And BM would mention he went to Brahms and has art displayed there. And Dib'd like, "Cool story, bro. I'll have to visit." And through some circumstance or whatever, BM (AKA Caleb) dies and Dib is kinda sad, but whatever.
But he doesn't recognize his AS BM because, well, everyone just probably assumed he knew. I mean, Zim surely wouldn't think of showing him a picture. Just the art. And everyone at Brahms would just assume he knew.
So when some of his friends are reading maybe an older article about BM and Dib walks in and is like, "Oh, hey, I knew that guy." And they're like, "Um, what?"
Dib: Yeah, we hung out in the cells. Well, as much as you can hang out anyway.
Friends: o__________o
Dib: He was an artist. He never finished school, but he went here. His art is displayed in the South Wing.
Friends: O______O Now they don't!
Dib: Uh, yeah they do. That really weird painting that's kinda disturbing to stare at for a while.
Friends: No! This guy doesn't paint! He.... he kills people and turns them into art.
Dib: No, that's Boogie Man, isn't it?
Friends: This IS Boogie Man!
Dib: .......... what.
Friends: Yeah! Look, here's the caption.
Dib: That can't be Boogie Man, because that's... Caleb...
Friends: .................
Dib: ...................
Friends: ................
Dib: ..............OH GOD RASPUTIN CREATED BOOGIE MAN WHAT THE FUCK HOW DOES THAT EVEN MAKES SENSE HE HATED ART.
Friends: .............. Does that mean he's still running around? With the REBELS BACKING HIM UP????
Dib: Uh, no. He, uh..... died.
Friends: ................... Oh gods, Dib, your life.
Dib: I know. What the fuck.
I suppose I should be studying but THAT SCENE (and my case of the extreme and random giggles) just won't go away. *starts giggling for no reason again*
And now for... trying to stop giggling like a maniac for second and go STUDY for something.