And so began the plan to ensure Joe-jack was on the next Ship to Harmonis. And to do that, it was decided that Joe-Jack had to "kill" SatanicOstrich. They knew Sabaru, would never allow anyone from Earth on Joe-jack's merit alone to join her League of Heroes, so they had to do something on video to persuade the board, The Mara headed. Afterall, Joe-Jack was stupid, but he figured out that Sabaru ran the Galactic G-Men as a sports Team. The fights were match fixtures, the heroes the players and this fake life Eamonn was living with his "Children", well, Ostrich was shtum to tell the truth. After all, the Devil and all that!
So Joe-Jack had killed many before, ( see The Culchie Christmas Carol on Boggerboxoffice for more info.) The Zombies that haunt his house, a former Bed and Breakfast, all former tourists who unwittingly stayed after the first murder by his father. his wife, Joe-Jack's Mammie, cheated on her husband with a guest. She didn't know who, only that he was Foreign. That led to Padraig on a spree hat had led to innumerable deaths. A skill, a legacy he inherited, before somehow, for reasons, only making sense in his twisted honour system, ending up with Eamonn, then Eighties Lad Turned up, and then the adventures, the fights against Hell, the Fights to SAVE Hell, the time he was wrongly convicted of a child murder and Eamonn saved him
"So, Oi guessh dis time it's even, so it is!" He mumbled as he loaded his sawn off shotgun and cocked it.
He past his mother's room, and was tempted to say Goodbye, but he doubted that she would understand In her condition. Play fight or not. Whatever happened next, will be real.
Or not....as he arrived Ostrich had made it's arrival.
Or should I say, Entrance.
He had turned a manhole cover in the middle of Butt-Craic into Doom Fucking Mountain and made an Entrance that looked like a Music Number as it in all it's unnerving glory, stood in a one Shoulder Dress with a corsage and kinky boots.
Oh Joe-Jack here you are, to Greet me on my Coming out Party, my Darling!
(Jaysus, Oi thought oi tole 'im to tone it down, or People would get suspicious!)
Hey, you! Come down here, and face justice for your crimes, You Fiend!
"Fiend? That's the best you can do? I'm the lord of darkness, Bitch! I'll do things to that you will never think of, and get my Rocks off from it! And you want to kill me? You? You are not exactly on the Supply end of Virtue, you human Maggot-pie!
Yeah well, er....You....?.....FUCK YOU!
(He's calm down and sticking to the plan, that's good, if I just teleported, Saburu will just be suspicious of my lack of artistic flair.)
On cue it sensed it, one of The Mara's Camera Bio-Drones, this one not a Spider, but a dog shaped Cyborg that looked like it was once a Doberman, but stitched together with Camera parts and bionic Legs. It's muzzle stitched under a face that was stuck with blackened eyes filled with terror covered was replaced with a camcorder, which extended and retracted it's Scope every few minutes,
Well, that is the most Fucked up thing I've ever seen!
(But it mean she sent a drone meant for documenting, high paced, Quick moving action.)
Let's not disappoint our captive audience, you Second Banana, maybe I'll end you by peeling your skin and eat your insides!
And so the fight happened, in convincing fashion, a lot of timed moves, dodged spells hitting their marks, it looked like Satan was winning the fight until Joe-Jack said the line that would ensure Sabaru got the message.
"I have a weapon made, by da Gawds, t"kill Divils!"
AND WE END ON A CLIFFHANGER, OH THE SUPSENSE OF IT ALL, JOIN US ON MONDAY FOR THE 3RD CHAPTER AND SEE IF SABURA FALLS FOR OR CALLS JOE-JACK'S BLUFF!
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