Rhi's Stories. - Page 2

Random181 · 03-05-2007, 02:44

Timothy's Saga, part whatever-im-up-to-now.

“My childhood was fairly normal, I suppose,” he started. “You know, 2 kids, I was the eldest, everything was pretty smooth, until I got to high school anyway.”
Ah, I’ve seen a few schools about people at schools, I mused. No wonder you’re crazy, I couldn’t put up with it myself. I have a distant cousin who lives at the local school though, in the cleaner’s closet. Reckon’s hes seen more sex than a well used DVD player.
“Yeah, I was one of those kids. Got a girlfriend early on, and was rarely without one during school. It was always a competition between us blokes, pretty cruel I guess, to see who could get the most shags in oddest places.”
Lucky you.
“Yeah, I guess. Anyway, one day in Science, I got bitten. By a spider.”
Hang on man, I’ve seen Spiderman too, can I have a different story?
“This is for real. I felt pretty sick that afternoon, but the next day felt better, and thought nothing of it. But one day, after school, I was shagging this chick in a classroom, when I could have SWORN she said to me ‘Whoa, look at them two going for it!’ So I looked around, and said, ‘What two?’ The girl looked at me strange, unfortunately more because she hadn’t said anything, than the fact that I was giving her the orgasm of a lifetime.”
Lucky her?
“But yeah, it wasn’t her. And the more I kept asking her what she was talking about, the more scared she got. She eventually buggered off, and left me there pantless.”
Damn, that’s gotta suck.
“Yeah. I mean, my hand didn’t complain, but the cleaning lady did the next day when she had a few stains to clean up.’
Wrong man, just wrong. So what happened next?
“I didn’t hear anything again for a while. A few months in fact. This time, I was in a Post Office, paying a couple of bills and sending a letter, when I heard someone say ‘Ha! Look at that chick, she’s got toilet paper hanging out of her skirt!’ I burst out laughing and said ‘Who, where?!’ Everyone just stared at me. Like I was crazy.”
Considering you’re in here, they were probably right.
“Maybe, but at the time, it was pretty horrifying.”
So did you see the girl?
“Hahaha! I did, actually. I’d run out of there pretty quick, I was so embarrassed, but got a glimpse of her paper-train on the way out.”
So who had said it?
“No idea, but it started happening more frequently. First, every few days, then every few hours. Then, constantly. Everywhere I went, I could hear voices. Took me a while to figure it out, but I eventually realised it was spiders, and only spiders, that I could hear.”
So.... Not quite like Spiderman.
“No, unfortunately, I didn’t get any other superhuman abilities. My ability to shag stayed the same though, thank god.”
..Lucky you?
“Not really- because one day I fell for a girl. Like really fell. Head over heels in love. This was about 4 months ago. She invited me back to her place one night, and lo and behold, there were spiders everywhere. You know, one of those kooky girls who doesn’t want to kill spiders because, well, I never found out why.”
Why?
“Because as soon as I walked in her door, it was just a barrage of voices. From the kitchen, the toilet, the bathroom, the lounge room, her room, nowhere was safe. It quite literally drove me insane, and within minutes I was smashing my haid against the wall.”
Do I sense a wall related theme coming on?
“Not just yet. Anyway, she freaked out, called the Police, who called the ambos, because by the time they arrived, I was on the floor, with my hands over my ears, shaking madly. They must have thought I had a brain tumour or something. So they took me to the hospital, which thankfully had a hell of a lot less spiders, did some scans, but nothing came up. So they gave me a few painkillers, putting it down to a whopping headache, and that was that.”
Then what? I had to admit, I was intrigued. Poor Timothy’s story was so vastly unusual, yet so unlike the Spiderman movies, that I almost wanted to dub him Spiderboy.

“Well, I figured out that for whatever reason, whilst I was talking, I could shut the voices out. But only while I was talking.”
Dang. But why the walls?
“Stuffed if I know.”
But then... Why.... The wall?
“Do you see much else to talk to in here?”
Uh, the doctors maybe? That’s what they’re here for after all. Maybe not yours though, he seems more retarded than you. And I mean that in the nicest way possible, of course.
“Nah, I have to agree with you.”
So why don’t you talk to him?
“You think he’d believe me? Hell, if I started telling everyone I can hear spiders, and only spiders, I’d be out of here and into a padded room before you could say Mortein.”
I shuddered. Soo... What are you going to do?
“Well, that’s what I was hoping you could help me with. You know, being a spider and all.”
But why me? Why not any of the other spiders?
“You seemed more intelligent than the rest.”
Really?!
“Yeah, you’ve come up with so much funny stuff since I’ve been here. Most other spiders are all so material, artificial.”
i briefly remembered my obsession with sharp knives. Well, you can’t blame us, an existence of webs and flies doesn’t do much for one’s imagination.
“So what makes you so special?”
TV.

Almost done...! Bear with me!

BeautUtes

Octiris · 03-05-2007, 13:13

voice of the reason....... voice of the conscience........ voice of the past........ and I can continue enumerating the voices that a human being can listen during all his life.
until this point, everything is normal.......
that it is what bothers to tomy?........
I can arrisgar and say that the voice of the past, that wishes to drown the voice of the future
and I risk more...... I dare to say to him to the voice of the reason, that she fights, by on living only to the voice of the "present"
that it means?
that tomy wishes in one hour determined, "determined" that its brain, less sends the menzaje with clear voice to the voice of the past "in this second of my life, alive with a spider"
perhaps, the voices of the past ask to him: and who gives the right you to erase to us of your life?
tomy must respond: "I" that I have all the right of being happy without your presence.
I that I have made the decision to live, and to give life to everything what it surrounds to me, except a you
and when tarantula sees one, you did not remember to me the past, since tarantula has "life", and the past "not".

03-05-2007, 02:44	#21 (permalink)
Random181 Status: September 2006 Best 4x4 Ute! Join Date: Nov 2004 Location: Adelaide Posts: 3,310 Rep Power: 8	Re: Rhi's Stories. Timothy's Saga, part whatever-im-up-to-now. “My childhood was fairly normal, I suppose,” he started. “You know, 2 kids, I was the eldest, everything was pretty smooth, until I got to high school anyway.” Ah, I’ve seen a few schools about people at schools, I mused. No wonder you’re crazy, I couldn’t put up with it myself. I have a distant cousin who lives at the local school though, in the cleaner’s closet. Reckon’s hes seen more sex than a well used DVD player. “Yeah, I was one of those kids. Got a girlfriend early on, and was rarely without one during school. It was always a competition between us blokes, pretty cruel I guess, to see who could get the most shags in oddest places.” Lucky you. “Yeah, I guess. Anyway, one day in Science, I got bitten. By a spider.” Hang on man, I’ve seen Spiderman too, can I have a different story? “This is for real. I felt pretty sick that afternoon, but the next day felt better, and thought nothing of it. But one day, after school, I was shagging this chick in a classroom, when I could have SWORN she said to me ‘Whoa, look at them two going for it!’ So I looked around, and said, ‘What two?’ The girl looked at me strange, unfortunately more because she hadn’t said anything, than the fact that I was giving her the orgasm of a lifetime.” Lucky her? “But yeah, it wasn’t her. And the more I kept asking her what she was talking about, the more scared she got. She eventually buggered off, and left me there pantless.” Damn, that’s gotta suck. “Yeah. I mean, my hand didn’t complain, but the cleaning lady did the next day when she had a few stains to clean up.’ Wrong man, just wrong. So what happened next? “I didn’t hear anything again for a while. A few months in fact. This time, I was in a Post Office, paying a couple of bills and sending a letter, when I heard someone say ‘Ha! Look at that chick, she’s got toilet paper hanging out of her skirt!’ I burst out laughing and said ‘Who, where?!’ Everyone just stared at me. Like I was crazy.” Considering you’re in here, they were probably right. “Maybe, but at the time, it was pretty horrifying.” So did you see the girl? “Hahaha! I did, actually. I’d run out of there pretty quick, I was so embarrassed, but got a glimpse of her paper-train on the way out.” So who had said it? “No idea, but it started happening more frequently. First, every few days, then every few hours. Then, constantly. Everywhere I went, I could hear voices. Took me a while to figure it out, but I eventually realised it was spiders, and only spiders, that I could hear.” So.... Not quite like Spiderman. “No, unfortunately, I didn’t get any other superhuman abilities. My ability to shag stayed the same though, thank god.” ..Lucky you? “Not really- because one day I fell for a girl. Like really fell. Head over heels in love. This was about 4 months ago. She invited me back to her place one night, and lo and behold, there were spiders everywhere. You know, one of those kooky girls who doesn’t want to kill spiders because, well, I never found out why.” Why? “Because as soon as I walked in her door, it was just a barrage of voices. From the kitchen, the toilet, the bathroom, the lounge room, her room, nowhere was safe. It quite literally drove me insane, and within minutes I was smashing my haid against the wall.” Do I sense a wall related theme coming on? “Not just yet. Anyway, she freaked out, called the Police, who called the ambos, because by the time they arrived, I was on the floor, with my hands over my ears, shaking madly. They must have thought I had a brain tumour or something. So they took me to the hospital, which thankfully had a hell of a lot less spiders, did some scans, but nothing came up. So they gave me a few painkillers, putting it down to a whopping headache, and that was that.” Then what? I had to admit, I was intrigued. Poor Timothy’s story was so vastly unusual, yet so unlike the Spiderman movies, that I almost wanted to dub him Spiderboy. “Well, I figured out that for whatever reason, whilst I was talking, I could shut the voices out. But only while I was talking.” Dang. But why the walls? “Stuffed if I know.” But then... Why.... The wall? “Do you see much else to talk to in here?” Uh, the doctors maybe? That’s what they’re here for after all. Maybe not yours though, he seems more retarded than you. And I mean that in the nicest way possible, of course. “Nah, I have to agree with you.” So why don’t you talk to him? “You think he’d believe me? Hell, if I started telling everyone I can hear spiders, and only spiders, I’d be out of here and into a padded room before you could say Mortein.” I shuddered. Soo... What are you going to do? “Well, that’s what I was hoping you could help me with. You know, being a spider and all.” But why me? Why not any of the other spiders? “You seemed more intelligent than the rest.” Really?! “Yeah, you’ve come up with so much funny stuff since I’ve been here. Most other spiders are all so material, artificial.” i briefly remembered my obsession with sharp knives. Well, you can’t blame us, an existence of webs and flies doesn’t do much for one’s imagination. “So what makes you so special?” TV. Almost done...! Bear with me! __________________ Sellaxxar- Level 70 Undead Holy Priest- 1441 Unbuffed heals. Jubei'Thos - Cheese Addicts Anonymous (I know this means nothing to any of you but I'm proud).

03-05-2007, 13:13	#22 (permalink)
Octiris Status: Hardcore Member Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: Valencia, Venezuela Posts: 2,332 Rep Power: 6	Re: Rhi's Stories. voice of the reason....... voice of the conscience........ voice of the past........ and I can continue enumerating the voices that a human being can listen during all his life. until this point, everything is normal....... that it is what bothers to tomy?........ I can arrisgar and say that the voice of the past, that wishes to drown the voice of the future and I risk more...... I dare to say to him to the voice of the reason, that she fights, by on living only to the voice of the "present" that it means? that tomy wishes in one hour determined, "determined" that its brain, less sends the menzaje with clear voice to the voice of the past "in this second of my life, alive with a spider" perhaps, the voices of the past ask to him: and who gives the right you to erase to us of your life? tomy must respond: "I" that I have all the right of being happy without your presence. I that I have made the decision to live, and to give life to everything what it surrounds to me, except a you and when tarantula sees one, you did not remember to me the past, since tarantula has "life", and the past "not".

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