"All right," grouses the skull, speaking over the guitar, "so maybe I ain't a harmless little floating encyclopedia on the world at large. So maybe the story's more like this:
Well, I told a lie to some berk The way I always did How was I to know That the guy would wind up dead?
And when my final time came Justice got its kicks The kind that had me beggin’ "Someone, get me outta this!"
I was an innocent bystander Somehow I got stuck On top a Pillar of Skulls Damned and down on my luck Damned and down on my luck Damned and down on my luck
Got pulled off after centuries By the guy I killed, you see Turns out he was immortal, Didn't stop me feelin' guilty,
It's cruel, sad and funny... It's cruel, sad and funny...
I was an innocent bystander (practically!) Somehow I got stuck On top a Pillar of Skulls Damned and down on my luck Damned and down on my luck Damned and down on my luck."
And because music is cruel, Morte makes headbanging motions for most of this. There's not many ways he can dance.
"WELL APPARENTLY YES!" shrieks the skull, his voice a mixture of outraged and offended. His bobs up and down, like some agitated bouncey ball.
"I KEEP THIS THING TO MYSELF FOR CENTURIES - AND IT COMES OUT IN THIS PLACE! GAH!"
He clicks his teeth together rapidly - perhaps his version of foaming at the mouth? "AND IT WASN'T EVEN IN FRONT OF SOME CHIT I COULD GET A LITTLE SYMPATHY FROM! JUST SOME...SOME GUY! SOME GUY I DON'T EVEN KNOW! SOME UGLY, STUPID BUBBER!"
That? gets him a little irritasted, but he chuckles.
"Reallly? You should check yuour cfacts before you start spewing too much idiocy. And stop throwing insuklts at someone who hasnt done you harm just because you humiliated yourself."
Morte is actually silent for a moment. He's not thinking of what he does - that's easy enough to recall - but the fact that he actually said the words "Pillar of Skulls" in a conversation that wasn't a guilty confession. Times have changed.
"Huh? Well, I just finished a quest to make an immortal acquaintance...I might've mentioned him in song...mortal again. And don't think I can repeat the experience," he adds quickly.
"So, now I'm kinda on my own. Living life my style."
Cain didn't grab Morte and immediately demand to make him a mortal again. That's good!
"First Man on Earth?" Morte remembers. He looks Cain over. "Is it true they used to be monkeys? From what I ken, that's what most modern tomes say 'bout 'em these days."
"Nope. It is a bunch of falderal. Oh, there is a part of mankind descended from apes, evolved by uberscience, but the mainline of men comes from a series of creator Gods. My God was first at it, creating my father and mother, even if he didnt make much of a splash in those days."
Well, I told a lie to some berk
The way I always did
How was I to know
That the guy would wind up dead?
And when my final time came
Justice got its kicks
The kind that had me beggin’
"Someone, get me outta this!"
I was an innocent bystander
Somehow I got stuck
On top a Pillar of Skulls
Damned and down on my luck
Damned and down on my luck
Damned and down on my luck
Got pulled off after centuries
By the guy I killed, you see
Turns out he was immortal,
Didn't stop me feelin' guilty,
It's cruel, sad and funny...
It's cruel, sad and funny...
I was an innocent bystander (practically!)
Somehow I got stuck
On top a Pillar of Skulls
Damned and down on my luck
Damned and down on my luck
Damned and down on my luck."
And because music is cruel, Morte makes headbanging motions for most of this. There's not many ways he can dance.
[ooc: stolen from the Wallflower's version of Warren Zevon's Lawyers, Guns and Money]
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"That was... interesting. You got zapped by the curse too, eh?"
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"I KEEP THIS THING TO MYSELF FOR CENTURIES - AND IT COMES OUT IN THIS PLACE! GAH!"
He clicks his teeth together rapidly - perhaps his version of foaming at the mouth? "AND IT WASN'T EVEN IN FRONT OF SOME CHIT I COULD GET A LITTLE SYMPATHY FROM! JUST SOME...SOME GUY! SOME GUY I DON'T EVEN KNOW! SOME UGLY, STUPID BUBBER!"
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"Yup."
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"Reallly? You should check yuour cfacts before you start spewing too much idiocy. And stop throwing insuklts at someone who hasnt done you harm just because you humiliated yourself."
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An idea hits, and with a visible effort he chokes back his rage.
"Or maybe I do. So, cutter, just who are you?"
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he eyes the skull.
"Can you drink anything? Arguing is thirsty work."
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However, he just can't help it. He gives a wail of frustration. "Just when I think I'm through with you immortals!"
The offer of a drink is rebuffed with a snap of Morte's teeth. "It was Pillar of Skulls, not Pillar of Skulls And Digestive Systems."
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"Sorry. Sounds like a hell of a thing to do to a man. What do you do these days?"
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"Huh? Well, I just finished a quest to make an immortal acquaintance...I might've mentioned him in song...mortal again. And don't think I can repeat the experience," he adds quickly.
"So, now I'm kinda on my own. Living life my style."
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he smiles.
"Nothing wrong with finding your own way."
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"First Man on Earth?" Morte remembers. He looks Cain over. "Is it true they used to be monkeys? From what I ken, that's what most modern tomes say 'bout 'em these days."
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"Nope. It is a bunch of falderal. Oh, there is a part of mankind descended from apes, evolved by uberscience, but the mainline of men comes from a series of creator Gods. My God was first at it, creating my father and mother, even if he didnt make much of a splash in those days."
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