PrideWe shall paint our faces inMore Like This
The war-paint of beaten Jesters.
Preperation for the oncoming,
We shall thrust gloved hands and mohawks
Skywards, betting out chants of pride
And forbidden happiness.
Send in the clowns;
Soldiers in an unkempt, unwritten war.
Send in the clowns
With weapons of grease-paint and unsophisticated
Rhyme schemes, disguised morals and
We, the people, the dreadlocked, braided,
Lyric riddled nation,
Will not deny the existance of The Carnival
Or renounced our love to please the masses.
Shut the fuck up and let the Juggler sing.
Scarves and Smiles Part 4The apartment was furnished nicely, but no real theme tied it together. It looked as if Thomas had simply bought whatever suited his fancy and tossed it all together. There was a lot of nerd gear spanning from everything from Doctor Who to the Marvel universe. Natty was pleased to see a Turret plushie from Portal resting on the couch.More Like This
"Sit down, I guess," Thomas said, taking a seat in a plush arm chair. Natty and Ringleader sat on either side of the Turret plushie while Rex stretched out on the floor.
"Why did you call in today?" Natty asked. "You aren't sick and you don't seem busy."
"I was scared," Thomas sighed. "After what I saw last night, I was scared to come in today."
"What did you see?" Natty asked. Thomas rubbed his eyes and began to chew his thumbnail.
"That woman thing."
"What can you tell us about her, Mr. Elkerson?"
"Um " Thomas thought for a moment, "she was about my height, slender with long black hair. I couldn't quite tell what color her ey