"Yeah, you! Are you tired of being too young to buy booze? Sick of High School? Don't you just hate those creeps hitting on you at the gym?! Hey, don't you wanna eat whenever you want, however much you want without anyone judging you for it?!Are you sick of waking up so god damn early?! Huh? Are you sick of it?! Huh?! Yeah, I bet you are! So, try Chrono Soda, taste the prunes and live a quiet, relaxing life away from the bullshit of being a teenager! There, don't you look nice! Feel good, grandma?!"
"Good! Chrono Soda, for the young at heart, but, old in body!"
"I'll miss you, Babe." The Young Woman's boyfriend smiles, rubbing his hand against her soft cheek.
As a response, Heather touches her own cheek with the back of her hand. It felt so round and dry, nothing at all what she was familiar with!
"I'll miss you, too." The Young Woman smiles. "But I have to do this."
"I know and I promise I'll visit winter break and spring break and I'll even transfer schools if I have too!"
"Treavor!" The young woman awes.
"I love you."
"I love you, too!" The Young woman again locks arms around her lover, giving him a few pecks on the neck.
As he leaves in his rusted volkswagen, The Young woman's mood goes from chipper and sweet to cold and icy as she glares at Heather.
"Mother." The Young woman crosses her arms in a pose Heather was quite familiar with. "What, are you going to nag at me some more?"
The Young woman rolls her eyes.
"Look, I don't want to go to college, all right? Modeling is my dream and I'm going to do it. I don't care what you say, I'd rather try and fail then end up miserable and fat like you!"
"Miserable and fat?! Young lady, how dare you say that to your mother! I am not..."
But she was. She'd been working the same office job since she was 22. The same boring, monotonous nine to five every week day, with the breaks of having three kids, since she was 22 years old. She's 40 now!
"I'm done with this fight." The Young woman raises a hand to halt Heather from continuing her train of thought. "I'm moving to New York and there's nothing you can do to stop me!
Party Pat shows up to fuck with Heather before he sends her to her second possible future.
Heather is once again whooshed away to another possible future.
You, All of You, are Demons. Be Proud, Be Unique, Be You.
"I'm Pauline FallenGrace and I approve this message."
Vote FallenGrace for Supreme Demon, sponsored by the Demonic Alliance and the Progressive Party *** At Nineteen, Heather went for her dreams.
She dropped out of community college and spent three years as a professional model.
...It didn't pan out the way she planned, unfortunately.
Heather went for her dreams, yes, but fell shortly after. She just didn't have 'it'... whatever that was!
Shortly after falling on her ass, Heather took online classes and eventually received a teaching degree.
Now, she spends every Tuesday and Thursday night helping adults get their GED. It's rewarding, although in now way where she wanted her life to be at 40.
If anything it crushes her spirit teaching kids five days a week and adults every two! Just looking at their miserable faces trying their damnedest to have a somewhat better, albeit mediocre life is agonizing ordeal!
With a sigh, Heather sits at her desk as the last student exits her classroom. It's Thursday night. Which means she's yet another day away before a weekend of wine, Ben & Jerry, and a night filled of watching Fifty Shades of Grey!
This: Party Pat shows up to torment Heather
That: Heather is whisked back to Party Pat's Party!
Party Pat was doing lines of purple powder at a table on an orange futon with six beautiful women with blue skin and yellow eyes as Heather, body returned to her teenage form, appears in front of him.
"Sup, yo!" Party Pat makes a peace sign. "Wanna try some 'Hell No'?!"
Heather sits down at a chair, trying to process what happened.
She saw two futures. One where she listens to her father and ends up a miserable cow and a job she hates. And another where she gives it all she gots, but ends up failing all the same.
"Don't feel too bad, Yo." Party Pat shouts as he sniffs the dust up his nose, his eyes a pure purple in color. "I mean, you're pretty basic."
Heather raises an eyebrow, unsure what that means.
"Naw I mean? The whole school or dream thang? Yo, fo real, you don't to bad either way. I think chunky milfs are hot, yo, I'd feed you cake till ya pop!" Pat smiles, licking his lips. "And you were pretty sexy as a teach too, yo. Had that whole sophisticated older woman deal going on. You know that's hot, yo! YOU KNOW!"
Heather shakes her head.
"I... I hated both futures."
"I... I want more than anything to be a model. I don't want to settle and seeing a world where I failed was... it was awful."
"Imma keep it hundred for ya, yo. I can give you that dream of yours."
"Fo sure, dog. But bitch, don't be crazy now, this ain't some hand out. There's a price to be paid, yo."
You're watching Behind the Mayhem with Maya De Lust.
"Today, we have a special guest, Hell TV Legend, Tim McReaper."
The Skeleton in a tux sits down left of Maya, shaking her hand for a good five seconds.
"Thanks for doing this, Mr. McReaper."
" Please, call me Tim, Maya. Thanks for having me. I love interviews." Tim speaks kindly. "Especially the more casual ones."
"So, I hear Party Pat will be on your show this month?"
"Have you... well, have you heard the rumors?"
"They say the Hell TV Executives want him to takeover your show when you... you know? Take a certain position for a certain Fallen Angel?"
"I know it's been spread a lot online, but no, I'm not going to be Pauline FallenGrace's running mate. Politics were never my thing, they were my Father's. Now, back to Party Pat, if I were to give my show to anyone it'd be Pat."
"You know, his Dad and I were best friends. I've known Pat his whole life and if Party Pete hadn't been reborn a mortal, he'd be so proud of Pat. He'd be as proud as I am right now, even more."
"You know, traditionally, Pat should've taken over the Adrenaline Zone in Hades."
"I... I don't care for that place."
"Neither do I." Tim pats his torso. "Never had the stomach for it!"
"I can't believe the humans have a version of it now. Uh... the Purge?"
"It's not exactly like the Adrenaline Zone, but there is a similarity, yes. Anyways, Party Pete was an amazing father, for me, a role model, who let Pat be Pat. Did you know Pat actually wanted to be a psychopomp?"
"Really? I didn't know that."
"He idiolized the reincarnation division. Truth be told, his work is heavily influenced by them."
"Wow. That's interesting."
For the full interview, go online to HellTv.spiderwebnet
"And you get everything you wanted. You'd have been a successful model, you'd have had fame from Paris to uh... Tormentrent?"
"Yeah?" Party Pat's sidekick, doing magma shots with two muscular men in Black v necks, nods.
"What's that other fashion city, yo?"
"No, the other one, Yo!"
"Yeah, Kung Fu City, Yo!" Party Pat makes a karate chop like a god damn idiot. "You'd be a legend. Also, you'd get a fashion label and a penthouse in Manhattan, yo."
"And all I have to do is age 70 years?"
Party Pat nods.
"I wanna be clear bout this, yo. Those two futures? They are the most likely possibilities for ya, yo. You will either be a doughnut munching office drone till the day you can retire or a miserable, old hag looking at old, second rate magazines that you're barely in."
Heather frowns at Pat's words. It stung pretty bad. It would've been cruel, had she not believe it likely.
"You get everything you want this way, yo. Whaddya say? Wanna be a Grandma for the fame, yo? " *** "Did everybody have a good time?!" The DJ shouts, making a blow horn sound with his equipment.
The crowd cheers.
"I wanna thank Party Pat for throwing this kickin bash. And a special shout out to the Modeling Legend, Hea-Ther Lẻ-Món!" The DJ once again makes a blow horn sound as Party Pat escorts an elderly woman outside his crib.
ark: Whooaaa that mattress scene
Jun 10, 2020 18:34:55 GMT -6
MeanMark: Right? I maintain the opinion that they should have showed some sort of process for the TF, but still a great scene nonetheless.
Jun 11, 2020 8:26:26 GMT -6
kappa: I feel like the point of that scene was a conversation towards her fears with monogamous long term relationship. The Aging was merely an extension personified, AND, in the backseat of what was really going on. A couple communicating.
Jun 11, 2020 9:13:11 GMT -6
kappa: However, I'd have enjoyed a gradual progression, still, I kinda get that execution
Jun 11, 2020 9:13:59 GMT -6
amoscrow: How do I post some WIPS on here? I wanna post some progress on something me and my GF are working on!
Jun 13, 2020 15:57:38 GMT -6
kappa: Not an expert, but, I think you just insert it on one of the square below the attachmentS
Jun 13, 2020 16:01:03 GMT -6
kappa: the group of boxes, the fourth one
Jun 13, 2020 16:01:34 GMT -6