Masøn M.Kneel
Masøn M.Potato
Masøn M.Monster
Masøn M.Mystery
Masøn M.What we tend to do is go on a short hiatus between kerfuffles. For one, it makes the kerfuffle feel… more special. Also, we need time to recollect ourselves lol. It would have worked a lot better if the people in the episode had commented, but alas, sometimes things don’t go to plan. I would say to possibly wait for an episode that just has LOADS of stuff to talk about. Who knows when it’ll be, but hey…
That’s just what I think…
Masøn M.As they were flying through space, Peter tried to calm his mind and think about everything that had taken place. It’d only been a few hours since he’d gone off, traveling to the city, lost his best friend, met new friends, and now traveling through time and space. It seemed impossible. Yet he thought back to what the old man had said. “You never know what tomorrow holds”.
“Maybe he’s right,” Peter thought to himself. “Maybe there’s more to my life than… than my little village, my dreams… Carlos…”
Suddenly, the snow globe began blinking red from some unknown light source.
“Uh… uh, don’t worry!” Josiah said, trying to reassure everyone but with nervousness in his voice. “Everything is under control! Nothing is wrong! We’re all safe. Definitely. This happens all the time!”
Masøn M.Joker
(I don’t really know either, I believe it’s Stephen King, but you mighta heard it somewhere before and it was there subliminally)
Masøn M.(Children of the Corn?)
Masøn M.Puns
Masøn M.“Okay, although I AM kind of amazed, WHY IN THE BUTTERFLY APOCALYPSE WOULD YOU NOT SHOW US THAT BEFORE!” yelled Peter.
“First off, do not use the Butterfly Apocalypse’s name in vain. That was long before your time, and it is not something to joke about. Second, I simply forgot I had it… I have quite a few things, actually…”
“Can we just go?” asked Dawn quietly.
“Definitely,” responded Josiah. “However, I must warn you… This thing is kind of unpredictable… You never know where we’ll end up…”
Masøn M.(Hah, never mind)
Masøn M.[Ignore]
Masøn M.I’ve seen them all except Britt Nicole in concert, they’re… Well, I always prefer live shows than I do recordings, and they’re great!
Masøn M.All their heads turned to the sound of the scream. A shadowy figure holding a torch was staring at them in horror.
“Wh-who are you?” he asked, quivering. “P-please, don’t hurt me. I don’t have it anymore. I swear. They already got it. Just leave me alone.”
“Hey hey hey, calm down,” said Dawn, trying to soothe the stranger. “We’re not here to hurt you, we’re just lost.”
“No… No I’ve seen your kind before… Don’t lie to me… I know why you’re here…”
“Look, she is telling the truth,” interjected Peter. “We fell into this cave and we’ve been trying to find a way out for nearly an hour. We don’t want to hurt you, or take something from you… We just wanna get outta here.”
“And how can I trust you?” the stranger asked.
“Because of me,” Josiah bluntly stated, stepping forward.
“Oh. Oh my. Are… Are you?…”
“Yes,”
With a sudden change in demeanor and tone, the stranger whispered, “I apologize greatly. Uh, please, allow me to, uh, show you to my home.”
Dawn and Peter shared an equally confused glance. The stranger led them down a long tunnel, finally stopping st what looked to be a dead end. Without saying a word, he pushed on the rocks and they swing open with a creak.
“Please, make yourselves at home,” he said softly.
Inside the house, if you could even call it that, was, well, not actually all that much. To the side there was a fire pit, filled with ash. To the other side was what looked like a cot, made from thick branches from some unknown plant. To the back of the room was what appeared to be a shelf, carved out of the stone wall. It appeared there were spots where things once were, but the shelf was bare. But most shocking of all were the walls. Thousands and thousands of tally marks were carved into the cold stone, like something out of a cliche survival story. Besides these things, not much else crowded the room.
“Sorry there’s not more room. I’ve never really had, er, visitors before. Or at least not welcome ones,” mumbling the last part quietly.
“I’m… I’m so sorry. How long have you… you know, been here?” asked Peter, sadness in his voice.
“I don’t even know anymore. I gave up counting a long time ago. I gave up ‘hope’ a long time ago…”
“So, there’s no way out?”
The stranger began to laugh. “You really think I’d be here if I had a way out? My kind… We don’t have the special powers like that of HIS kind,” he said, gesturing to Josiah.
“We don’t have the… well, whatever you would call what SHE has,” he said, pointing at Dawn with disgust on his voice. “No, I was left down here. I don’t know why, I don’t know by who. I’ve had to learn to adapt. To survive. I had very little. A couple things I’d owned up on the surface. And the one thing that gave me a purpose. That gave me worth. And then they just came and TOOK IT FROM ME!” he said, rage filling his eyes.
“Calm down, please. I didn’t mean to…”
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… I’m sorry…” a tear dripped down his cheek and splashed onto the floor.
Some time passed before Dawn spoke up and said, “Well, we never got to introduce ourselves. My names Dawn, and this is Peter and Ca-I mean Josiah. If you don’t mind me asking, what’s your name?”
He gestured to the corner where some kind of tag appeared to be buried. On it you could faintly make out an inscription.
‘Mason’
(Okay, yeah, this segment is kind of… well, REALLY long… but my brain works best at midnight, and it’s when creative juices are flowing… Also, how could I resist writing myself into the story, especially as a homeless, forgotten survivor. Wouldn’t have it any other way. Only a matter of time before everyone gets written in, and the entire gang is together. TOPHAT will be a thing.)
Masøn M.Taco Bell
Masøn M.Jesus
(Hay-Sue-S… *shrug*)
Masøn M.(Can I just say how much I absolutely love this story so far… It’s amazing…)
Masøn M.Martyr
(Just started reading a gruesome book about post-Christ martyrs for school… It’s brutal…)
Masøn M.Pun Diddley
Masøn M.Full House
Masøn M.Mii
Masøn M.Fallon
Masøn M.Soapbox
(MEMESSSSSS)
Masøn M.Tractor
Masøn M.Noah
Masøn M.Drowning
Masøn M.Masøn M.Skittles
Masøn M.Me
(No comment…)
Masøn M.House
