Post by Goth on Mar 30, 2024 15:28:33 GMT -5
A chase for an Easter Bobby
Its late at night, not so many people are walking around the streets as a figure stands in a corner of an alleyway. He is wearing a long black raincoat that covers his black suit, he is supporting his weight on a walking cane that is from dark oak and has a silver skull on top of it that is mostly hidden underneath both of his hands. The wind blows hard, letting his long dark hair fly in front of his face as it gives his face a dark sinister look.
“Welcome to the Easter egg hunt of one Bobby Ray Willis, this years Easter Bobby.”
He gives a smirk as he pushes some stray of hair out of his face, he closes his eyes for a moment as he takes in a deep breath before letting out an even deeper sigh.
“It’s quite simple, it is a tale about a bunny named Bobby. He likes to be different, he likes to have fun… and he likes to drop eggs from left to right, but can you tell me where he has left them??”
The camera looks around, turns first to the left of Goth and then to the right. Only to return towards him as he suddenly holds an empty basket.
“I guess I forgot to mention an important detail about this certain little bunny, he always comes home empty handed. It is quite extraordinary to see that this little bunny likes to parade with promises that he cannot keep, but then again little misinformed children, why would you keep your hopes up for something that does not exist???”
Goth turns the basket sideways, allowing the camera to look into it, revealing that the basket indeed is empty.
“I know it must be a huge shock to all of you that fictional characters like the Easter Bunny, Santa and yes even Count tell are imaginations of the human mind. Trying to take over the true meaning of a Christian holiday, merely to make money out of it. Oh and obviously if you have been paying close attention, then you would have known that Count Tell was the closest thing to a celebration ever would be.”
He lets out a laugh as his eyes open to slits, staring at the camera through them with a glee upon his face.
“And yet I hear you ask me, please tell about this bunny Goth. What makes him different than lets say Bugs?? Is it perhaps more than Roger Rabbit??”
He shakes his head and sighs in delight.
“Little Bobby is nothing more than what he wants you to make of it, little Bobby is a class act mindfuck that is even more pathetic than a mere clown. And all he ever does annoy you like that little friend of Bambi… Always sticking it’s head where it doesn’t belong. So rejoice people, please rejoice over the fact that Easter is upon us!! We have already survived Good Friday, where the Jewish people demanded their saviour to be hung upon a cross!! Merely because HE willingly allowed it to happen…. As his task was fulfilled… I guess little Bobby needs to do so much more to even fill a basket… a simple task that even all of you watching can do.”
He gently places his other hand upon the one that is still resting on his walking cane, letting the basket fall upon a puddle before he stomps it down with his foot and trashes it.
“Easter bunnies are wrong people, they do not exist. No chocolate eggs will fly out of their thumping asses. Yet you all want to be a stuffed little boy or girl filled with an overkill of sugar and everything supposedly nice. While the true reality is that we should celebrate HIS victory over death. And yet, we prefer a stuffed little animal?? How pathetic you lot are…”
He looks over his shoulder as we see Jebediah stand there while holding Amby, Jenny Myst’s doll.
“She had to be taught a hard lesson, but she is very thankful for the truth that has set her free. And all of you Bunny lovers will respect me as well upon Monday Night. Where I will take down a bunny once and for all…”
With that the shot fades.
Hello Bobby
We return with Goth holding Amby in his hands while Jebediah is standing behind him, he is holding Amby on his lap as if he is talking to a young child.
“We are only a few weeks away little Amby, where you will come face to face with an old friend named Jenny.”
The doll obviously does not respond as it is nothing but a doll, but Goth smiles as he brushes its “hair”
“But before all of that can happen I must dispose of one Bobby Ray Willis, I know it is a difficult word. But I will try to explain it to you Amby. Disposing of someone means that you want to get rid of him, like make him disappear so it will never come back again. Just like what I intend to your former “friend” Jenny Myst”
He holds his fingers underneath the neck of Amby, making it move its head forward and back as if it understands what Goth is saying.
“I know it must be difficult for you to talk about Jenny, so that’s why I will not go into that difficult conversation just yet. I rather want to stick with the more current objective at hand Amby, a little boy named Bobby. Have you ever been in contact with little boys before??”
Goth makes the doll move its head from left to right, gesturing that it has not.
“Well boys like Bobby often want to show you theirs if you show them yours…., now before you misunderstand me for what I am try to tell you. Because in Bobby’s case, it is more simpler than it tends to sound like… Bobby’s only dream is to be liberated, freed from all the restrictions and rules that tends to guide us people to the promised land. And you see little Amby, little Bobby is more of a wolf in sheep clothing than one of our own. He merely wishes to convince you that the fields beyond that hill is greener than where the shepherd takes it’s sheep to eat. Do you understand Amby??”
Goth makes the doll nod yes as he chuckles.
“I know little Amby, boys are bad. Well at least those who want to be the master of their own decisions, not wanting to have someone like me take away their objectivity and just follow where I tell them to go. To do what I tell them to do and believe what I tell them to believe…, just like…”
He stops as he places his hand in front of his face in a pretend shock
“Let us not go into that subject, because there are some girls that are even worse than little boys.”
He picks up little Amby and walks over towards a crib, there he places her underneath a small blanket and watches over her as if he is a proud parent.
“Why don’t you just go to sleep little Amby, while in the meantime Goth is going to think of all the things that I am going to do to bad little Bobby. But seeing that you are just a tad too innocent to even be around these thoughts makes me want to leave your room and keep you safe. But don’t worry, uncle Jebediah is right next door, so any time you need help just call and he will be there.”
Goth runs his fingers through the “hair” of Amby before walking off as he turns off the light and closes the door. He walks through the hallway with a smile upon his face as he nods towards the camera crew as if he has noticed them for the very first time.
“Don’t you just love the way a true role model operates? And yet it is quite simple when you come to think about it, I just open my mouth and magic happens. Just like it will end your futile attempt to make yourself meaningful Bobby, you cost me that tag team match against Jenny and Vaughn… Whereas I had no ideals of you holding up to your end of the deal…, but then to have you intertwine yourself once again in my business?? Well that changes the definition of me ignoring you to giving you all the attention that you desperately seek but ultimately don’t want. Because at Brawl my dear Bobby, I will teach you a lesson of what happens when you cross the path of the Messiah…. It will be a lesson learned in pain and misery…, until Monday Bobby… Happy Easter…”
With that Goth walks off as the shot ends