PAUL ramble 2#

WELCOME BACK YOU SCUM OF THE EARTH!!! We’re back with another, yes ANOTHER ramble from yours truly!!! (he said as if anyone knew who the hell he was)

NOW STRAP IN FUCKERS, I’ve been saving up my thoughts just so I can personally pump my ideas into your, yes YOUR GUYS MINDS!!!

ID PUMP MY OWN MIND FULL BUT ITS CURRENTLY STUFFED FULL OF THOSE YUMMY THINGS WE CALL bullets…

WOW! I thought I learned from the last ramble, no suicidal shit… FUCK!!!

THINK OF SOMETHING QUICK, UHHH… UM… UHHHHHHHHH… I GOT IT!!! THE THRILLING TALE FEATURING JACK in… JACK’O LANTERN!!!! 

(spooky I know, fitting for January 24th)

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*the scene opens on a lovely wide field, as a house comes into view. County side, the easy life full of hard labor. The house stands before a large spanning field of pumpkins, after all Fall’s coming around.*

* The door swings open, there stands Jack, a man who would usually be accompanied by his brother Krill. But Krill’s out of town*

*Jack himself wears a pair of black jeans, roughed up by years of work. Paired with black long sleeve shirt, after all it’s quite cold out this time of year. Around his neck a necklace his mother gave before her passing, and hanging from the necklace the lighter he got from his dad. Though he never really liked that abusive man, the lighter was quite neat. Though it was out of fuel and only sparked.*

*and he’s off to start his day, or he was. As after a while of tending to the pumpkins, after a few hours in the field he stopped to get some water from the house.*

*once inside he took a bit of a break. Sitting back and turning on the tv. Though what he’d see would hardly faze him.*

*a local reporter snaps from the tv.*

 “All citizens are advised to stay inside, especially if you live on the countryside. There have been countless reports of a murderer in the area. He has been spotted roaming just off the main road, reports say he looke harmless at first and to stay weary of strangers, other reports refer to him as the “Bunny Man” and reports confirm he has killed a total of 27 people. Children and adults alike, so be weary… the Bunny Man is out there”

*Jack shuts off the tv, getting up from the chair, and he says to himself*

J- “yeah right… a Bunny Man…? Must be some sort of prank for halloween…”

*he goes outside, intending to go to the store just down the road, he grabs the gas canister by the front door, knowing he needs to refill his truck*

*and he walks out into the chill of the field, darkness already falling over the field as noon came. He walks down the porch and down the small dirt road to where his truck is*

*he opens the top to the gas tank of his truck it stops. Something feels off*

*he turns around frantically, seeing nothing but darkness he chalks it up to paranoia*

J- “damn news… always making me look over my shoulder…”

*he turns back to fill up his truck. And he stops again but this time he knows he’s being watched. He looks up. And there he is leaning against Jacks truck, the man wearing a suit composed of stitches together rabbit hides. Large bunny ears draped over his face. The eyeholes hallow, but he can feel the man’s stare from those dark hallow eyes. And he’s standing there so casually, leaning against the truck so close to Jack he can feel the man’s breath fan against his face*

*jacks mind races as he’s frozen in place. His mind running wild with questions. “THE BUNNY MANS REAL!?”, “HOWD HE GET SO CLOSE WITHOUT ME NOTICING!?”, “WHY DIDNT I JUST STAY INSIDE!?”, and “WHYS HE STANDING SO SMUG, THIS SEEMS PRACTICED?!”*

*then suddenly the bunny man suddenly swings whatever he had in his hand at Jack. And Jack learns real quick it’s a knife. Jacks raises the gas canister in his hand as his only defense*

*the knife punctures it, and with it so close to Jack, his chest as well, causing Jack to scream*

J- “AAAHHHH!”

*gas spills into the now open wound and down jacks clothes. He finally fights back and pushes the bunny man back. Seemingly catching the bunny man off guard by grabbing onto the stitched together costume the bunny man is wearing and slamming the bunny man face first into the trucks window. Glass breaks as the bunny man lets out a screech*

*Jack turns and books it back towards the house, but then turns towards the field. The bunny man would know if he went inside. Jack runs deep into the field, carrying the gas canister as it spills*

*jacks mind races turns around, the Bunny Man is standing there calmly just outside the field. Watching as Jack runs*

*Jack while looking back trips over a rock in the field. And just his luck, the lighter around his neck sparks. Catching the gas fumes and lighting the field a blaze. It spreads quick*

*we cut back to the Bunny Man’s view. Watching as the field burns, jacks cry’s for help echo into the dark night. And the bunny man joyfully skips away into the night* 

*the whole field burned that night, jacks charred corpse under the ashes. And the next day news covered the story*

Reporter- “we’re here at the local pumpkin field, as it appears things went up in flames last night. Luckily nobody was hurt in the unfortunate incident. As it appears the home owner Krill [redacted] isn’t home at the time. Authorities have contacted him to inform him about the situation. Seems like nobody’s gonna have a jack’o lantern this Halloween. Now back to Veronica for more about the Bunny Man Murder Cases.”

*Krill came home as soon as he got the news, returning to find only the house. He dug through the ashes till he found it. The bones of Jack, around his neck the Lighter. Krill connected the dots quickly. Though he didn’t have a clue about the Bunny Man that stuck*

*END*

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WOW, NOW TALK ABOUT STORY TELLING!? 

THOUGH THIS IS A VARIANT, SINCE THE ORIGINAL HAD A MORE MENTAL TURN OR EVENTS AND DIDNT INCLUDE THE “BUNNY MAN” pfft, what a dumb name anyway. the Bunny Man!

Anyway, I hope the people enjoyed another ramble from yours truly. Now excuse me as I have to get back to forcing bullets through my skull.

GOODNIGHT ALL MY PRECIOUS LIFEFORMS!!!