I Was Known (Sample Scene) INT. LIVING ROOM - EVENING We open to a dimly-lit living room. A bespectacled man named DEVIN is in the midst of hastily writing a message with a red permanent marker on a mirror hanging on a wood-paneled wall. His hair is unkempt, he is wearing a brown parka, and sweat could be seen coming from his forehead. He wipes some of the sweat with the back of his left hand as he is writing the message. The handwriting is noticeably messy - almost illegible had it not been for the very visible red color of the writing. DEVIN's eyebrows are furrowed and his mouth is in a scowl. His eyes are intently focused as he quickly
Blessed from BirthBLESSED FROM BIRTHa poem by Johnny EtherWobbling, wailing, slobbering,forming incoherent chatter,words so unintelligible,and the loudness, the dissonanceof that chatter is utterly harrowing.Flailing his arms aroundfaster than helicopter wings,his steps so disjointed,he’s about to collapse, but doesn’t.And people created him.Good.God.
DarrellDARRELLa short story by Johnny Ether“Darrell,” my wife chimed in, with a somewhat annoyed tone in her voice, “what the hell are you doing?”I was kneeling down on the worn-out beige carpet in our bedroom, in the middle of packing my huge black luggage case. I turned my head towards her, and she was in the doorway, leaning on one side of it with her arms folded. She scanned her eyes quickly towards the case and then back at me, her mouth slightly open as she moved a strand of her hair out of her face. Obviously, she wanted to know what was going on.“Honey,” I began, attempting to reassure her about my situation with a nervous tremble, looking down at the ground first, then back at her. “God, look... t-there’s nothing to worry about-”“Well, what’s with the bag then?” she asked again, sounding strangely worried and angered at the same time. Her eyebrows were preparing to point downward at any given m
This is Getting OldTHIS IS GETTING OLDa South Park fanfic by Johnny EtherIt is October 19th. Today, you would've been twenty-five years old. A quarter of a century of life, love, memories. A life of some kind of prosperity, or at least some kind of responsibility for a man your age.But today, you've only just turned ten. Once again, you're sitting in a fourth-grade classroom, as if nothing much has changed. You would be waiting to celebrate your birthday somewhere, either at that pizza place or at home or wherever. You would still be hanging out with friends on the playground at recess. You're still just a boy.Meanwhile, it's been thirteen years since the towers had fallen, fifteen years since that massacre near your town, seventeen years since your "friend" and his first encounter with the Visitors… the whole world around you has changed, but nobody else has.What the hell happened?You've sat through six different Presidential elections since you were born, and four different Pr
FIN. Ch. 1 - 33FIN.a Smash Bros. fanfic by Johnny EtherCh. 1 - 33“Shit,” was all I could say when the Earth was falling away for reasons unknown. This phenomenon couldn’t possibly happen like this. It shouldn’t even happen at all, but when it did, all hell broke loose. The small town where my girlfriend and I lived was devoured by this pitch black matter that expanded almost infinitely, and once it reached us, we fell into it, too.Every single thing in sight had simply become a nuance of nothing. Every person, animal, plant, object, building, inch of earth and water had disappeared into this unknown black spherical mass. My girlfriend and I held each other’s hands, but when the sphere reached us, that tight grip was gone. All feeling was gone, and the only thing I could sense was the smell of chaos and fear around me.I tried to yell out to my girlfriend, who I couldn’t see or reach anymore, but my voice was sucked dry by this godforsaken b