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A Voice from the Basement, part V of V.

Started by The Good Reverend Roger, February 09, 2011, 04:49:42 PM

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The Good Reverend Roger

I was walking up the stairs.  It was time.  I'd had my fill of bad water down there in that moldy basement, and it was simply time to leave.

Halfway up, something reached through the riser and grabbed my ankles.  I glanced down and saw dozens of grey, leprous hands...Then the voices started.

"Don't go, Roger.  They'll only stab you in the back.", I heard, in my own voice.

"Have you forgotten already?  How they fucked you over?", that sounded like my grandmother, who spent the last 55 years of her life in the basement.

"What about me?", asked Michelle - the old girlfriend who had left me for my brother, "How can you leave me?  How can you forget me?"

"PWNT!", said Hugh.

"Hey, runt, you can't forget me and Paul Hicks.  We left you in the road when you got hit by that car when you were six, while you were chasing us that time we ditched you.  That has to count for something, right?"  That was my brother.

A dozen, a hundred, a thousand old hatreds continued the litany.  The temptation to return to my vintage hatreds was pretty immense.  Just hearing about them again made me angry.  But I also heard my grandfather, The Terrible Old Man.

"It's been years, Roger.  How long are you going to let these pissants control you?

The screeching under the stairs rose to a fever-pitch.  Things that happened from 1973 to just last month, howling and clamoring to not be forgotten.  All those years, all those horrible shitty things that others did to me, or I did to myself, festering in that basement.

I looked down through the risers, at the grey things down there.  After a moment, they paused their screaming, as if waiting for my answer.

What could I answer?  There was really no choice, obviously.

"You don't haunt me anymore."

I walked out of the basement, into the bright daylight.  I squinted until my eyes adjusted, while fists pounded on the other side of the door.  Then I grabbed a hammer and nailed the door shut.

After all this time, it was really that easy.

Or Kill Me.
" It's just that Depeche Mode were a bunch of optimistic loveburgers."
- TGRR, shaming himself forever, 7/8/2017

"Billy, when I say that ethics is our number one priority and safety is also our number one priority, you should take that to mean exactly what I said. Also quality. That's our number one priority as well. Don't look at me that way, you're in the corporate world now and this is how it works."
- TGRR, raising the bar at work.

Dysfunctional Cunt

FUCKING AWESOME!!!

:mittens:

If this series doesn't speak to everyone on some level, they are lying to themselves.


Luna

Death-dealing hormone freak of deliciousness
Pagan-Stomping Valkyrie of the Interbutts™
Rampaging Slayer of Shit-Fountain Habitues

"My father says that almost the whole world is asleep. Everybody you know, everybody you see, everybody you talk to. He says that only a few people are awake, and they live in a state of constant, total amazement."

Quote from: The Payne on November 16, 2011, 07:08:55 PM
If Luna was a furry, she'd sex humans and scream "BEASTIALITY!" at the top of her lungs at inopportune times.

Quote from: Nigel on March 24, 2011, 01:54:48 AM
I like the Luna one. She is a good one.

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"Stop talking to yourself.  You don't like you any better than anyone else who knows you."

Cainad (dec.)

This is another series that works best when read in order. Excellent conclusion to a darn good set, Rog.

LMNO

Loved this series.  Loved it.  I want to print these out and hang them in my office cube.

Richter

Quote from: Eater of Clowns on May 22, 2015, 03:00:53 AM
Anyone ever think about how Richter inhabits the same reality as you and just scream and scream and scream, but in a good way?   :lulz:

Friendly Neighborhood Mentat

Sister Fracture

Roaring Berserkery Bunny of the North End™

A Tucsonite is like a Christian in several important ways.  For one thing, they believe what they say about their god in the most literal, straightfaced way possible.  For another, they both know their god can hear them.  The difference between the two, however, is quite vast in terms of their relationship with their god; Christians believe in His benevolence, but Tucsonites KNOW of The City's spite and hate.

P3nT4gR4m

Holy fuck, Rog. If this is on the level this is big fucking change for you! What gives? Some kind of epiphany?

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
Not actually a meat product.
Ass-Kicking & Foot-Stomping Ancient Master of SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK
Awful and Bent Behemothic Results of Last Night's Painful Squat.
High Altitude Haggis-Filled Sex Bucket From Beyond Time and Space.
Internet Monkey Person of Filthy and Immoral Pygmy-Porn Wart Contagion
Octomom Auxillary Heat Exchanger Repairman
walking the fine line line between genius and batshit fucking crazy

"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark

The Good Reverend Roger

Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on February 09, 2011, 06:10:27 PM
Holy fuck, Rog. If this is on the level this is big fucking change for you! What gives? Some kind of epiphany?

Nope.  Just some self-examination.  I figured out that all that "see things the way they really are" stuff applies to me, too.
" It's just that Depeche Mode were a bunch of optimistic loveburgers."
- TGRR, shaming himself forever, 7/8/2017

"Billy, when I say that ethics is our number one priority and safety is also our number one priority, you should take that to mean exactly what I said. Also quality. That's our number one priority as well. Don't look at me that way, you're in the corporate world now and this is how it works."
- TGRR, raising the bar at work.

LMNO

Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 09, 2011, 06:11:32 PM
Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on February 09, 2011, 06:10:27 PM
Holy fuck, Rog. If this is on the level this is big fucking change for you! What gives? Some kind of epiphany?

Nope.  Just some self-examination.  I figured out that all that "see things the way they really are" stuff applies to me, too.

:mittens:

P3nT4gR4m

WTG! I'm sure your blood pressure will thank you :D

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
Not actually a meat product.
Ass-Kicking & Foot-Stomping Ancient Master of SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK
Awful and Bent Behemothic Results of Last Night's Painful Squat.
High Altitude Haggis-Filled Sex Bucket From Beyond Time and Space.
Internet Monkey Person of Filthy and Immoral Pygmy-Porn Wart Contagion
Octomom Auxillary Heat Exchanger Repairman
walking the fine line line between genius and batshit fucking crazy

"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark

The Good Reverend Roger

Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on February 09, 2011, 06:13:56 PM
WTG! I'm sure your blood pressure will thank you :D

Oh, I'm still full of rage.  It's just directly differently, now.

" It's just that Depeche Mode were a bunch of optimistic loveburgers."
- TGRR, shaming himself forever, 7/8/2017

"Billy, when I say that ethics is our number one priority and safety is also our number one priority, you should take that to mean exactly what I said. Also quality. That's our number one priority as well. Don't look at me that way, you're in the corporate world now and this is how it works."
- TGRR, raising the bar at work.


President Television

:mittens: The bit about your grandfather really did it for me. It's exactly what I tell myself when I get pissed off at people and I know it's a better idea to let it slide.
My shit list: Stephen Harper, anarchists that complain about taxes instead of institutionalized torture, those people walking, anyone who lets a single aspect of themselves define their entire personality, salesmen that don't smoke pipes, Fredericton New Brunswick, bigots, philosophy majors, my nemesis, pirates that don't do anything, criminals without class, sociopaths, narcissists, furries, juggalos, foes.

Sister Fracture

Roaring Berserkery Bunny of the North End™

A Tucsonite is like a Christian in several important ways.  For one thing, they believe what they say about their god in the most literal, straightfaced way possible.  For another, they both know their god can hear them.  The difference between the two, however, is quite vast in terms of their relationship with their god; Christians believe in His benevolence, but Tucsonites KNOW of The City's spite and hate.