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Sinue and Godot
“Elephantsbane”

Sinue wears a plastic human mask with a closed right eye and sewn shut mouth with black stitches. Still talks under the mask. They are trying to figure out the best ways to break glass picked from the window and wrapped up in parachute tissues out the window.

Conversations with kids in New York.

Up in an apartment with a kid named Travis, a lady shows up with a big black man saying she wants milk. Thought it was cops.

The ending is him talking to his mom while Sinue is in his room after figuring out harlequin configuration for glass breaking tissue.

The conversation between the kids in New York , talking to a black kid, Godot relates where he grew up to New York and tell the kids that he wishes he grew up there because he feels a part of them.

Ending is him as an old man holding a book he wrote called Waiting for Godot dedicated to his mother, a beautiful love poem on the back, almost a poem to a lover.

Throughout, he keeps picking up a dense biography of Lenin (mounted in a lighted frame on a lower counter wall) and telling his parents he was busy reading but he just repeats stuff up that they did that day and says Lenin did this in his childhood, acting like he’s reading.

Start with them trying different configurations of tissues out the window, end with them finding the best one.

The end is a lie to his mom.

Beginning is glass breaking and book, sneaking out.

Middle is just them going around, Travis’ place, the kids on the stoop conversation, and at night an old girl interested in Godot but him not into her, and sneaking back into the house at night.

Morning is glass breaking and book again. During stoop conversation he sees a friend from hometown, he explains his brother lives in New York and the brother is there in the crowd.

“Gah, what’s that smell? It’s like God gave this place a second hole!”

In flint, my family and extended family wanted to smoke, so I am driving around, running into people I knew, I’m in a gas station (clearly was a Ya Yas) and I buy some long papers, I try to get a vape but I hit it and it tastes terrible, I realize the thing I was hitting has to be placed into the vape, it was just the cartridge. Car is falling apart when I drive, really crazy. Once it was totally turned off but I drove it down the street and it started stalling so I started it up. Jakehite at a picnic table with me, somebody references marvels. I say I’m one of two of the songwriters, me and Jake laugh and he says well there’s actually three. We both laugh, like it was a diss at Gin. I meet this blonde girl there, I think. Talking, kissing her and falling in love. It turns to a subway bench, and a high school pool locker room, while conversations of how I can’t be with her occur, so she had created something very nice for me, and something very nice for my girlfriend, presumably back home while I am off at the military. They looked like just big letters on sticks, but they were very personal. I could hear that she had asthma. Then it turns into Ancient times, and I am a military soldier on a rooftop with priest. Laying down taking a break because there is a ceasefire. From the rooftop, I watch another young blonde girl, Anger, storming away from the military camp past our building. I only hear “but it’s a ceasefire” from all the army guards, she doesn’t care and crosses through, and is turned around. She is angry, stomping through puddles. She crosses back, and is taken captive by our men. Me, without my glasses on the rooftop look down, worried it’s the blonde girl I like, but it’s not. The setting was a religious military camp. High popes and priests among military ranks. Anyway the pope and his men intercept blonde Anger and take her captive. The priest on the rooftop with me, suspicious, asks me what I see. I had been holding my fists over my eyes to peek through the small crevice to make my eyesight good enough to see down there. I can see. The pope had taken her captive, but I turn and say “Ah, I can’t see anything.” acting all resigned. The priest walks to the edge, precarious, and says “no I won’t fall, don’t worry” with terrible eyesight and then he falls. I can tell, before it happens, he meant to do it and I know it will be pinned on me. The blonde I like is captured as well, slave collared next to the pope, Anger is placed with her, and the military ranks below are forming to capture me. Someone took all the labels off the canned goods and the pope has to use his can opener to find out what is in each one, in turn spoiling the food and dooming the military, and he asks for his can opener when he is going to open my head later as a punishment.

It was like we were in National Lampoon’s European Vacation, it was me and Jeremy, trying to find our room by stumbling and clumsily hurting ourselves while trying to open a double-layered door in the hotel, leading into a restaurant and we find Goldie Hawn with a huge mane of hair and bushy eyebrows, with small hoop eyebrow piercings from which hang fishhooks dangling a coin medallion - those are the keys to our room. We have to carefully detach the fishhook so as not to snag her eyebrows. She cries, she is his long lost love, her name is Kitty Boo Boo or Kitty Meow Meow. She totally looks like a cat.

Potter’s Neff

Sadie Estress

Now my looks are complete. Tell me one thing, my, my, total lack of, my

Ingle ghoat nub syin, Koal’nu. N’waka round tin. Wal, we’il fir, num hang ben tight on my sic side. Wa’lo ting pom in the ground wile singo tonal pome. Ad we miner vin loop on cool ralece. Cover up in kop’wra nim ghoat again.

Tell God I Don’t Know What To Say

(I Never Knew How Much Time I Would Spend) On My Knees Asking For Directions

A little girl whispering a secret into a jackolanterns ear

Man telling prostitute to go to a governor’s ranch to hide in the wild and wait for the scavenger hunt to start. You understand? Honey hunts. importing prostitutes for the enjoyment of the cowhands, who chased them, either on horseback or in jeeps. Sometimes water pistols, sometimes handguns.

“Filling up” your empty house by turning all the lights on.

In the 40’s, a young starlet, Moira, lives her life surrounded by glitz and glamour, but becomes engrossed with the life of Hank, a Bronx zookeeper that has let his wild dog exhibit slip into a surreal state of disrepair. Hank, disinterested in the trappings of wealth, becomes part and parcel of a larger scheme when he refutes her advances at first and grows fond of her later. Her father was using her to position himself somewhere in some vague corporate scheme, and she must fight against patriarchal maneuvering with her as a pawn, while Hank must fight against her father’s disapproval.

She’s at the zoo with the male lead of her new movie. Expected to date, set up on outings. She sees a zookeeper, Hank, as she rounds the corner for the wild dog exhibit. The dogs are behaving badly, biting at Hank and forcing him to use force and show himself as the alpha. He shouts them down, and she manages to stop him on his way out, asking him about himself. He denies her, and later he returns to work and finds a note on the door of the exhibit “lets meet later, 9 @ Leukister - Moira Gibbons” - They meet, she is enamored, Hank denies her again.


Man in bed zoned out on laptop, close in on his illuminates face. A droning lifeless VO: “I haven’t been feeling that good since my last acid trip...” zooming out farther to see the laptop, cutting to the screen to see a dopey barely-interactive flash game on the screen. “I’ve been thinking about how, the next time I trip out, I might lose my mind.” His fragile mental state was fractured by an internal disagreement. “I’m feeling like I’m inside my head more, and I talk to myself more often. I was caught in a state of panic, and I’m not sure if it ever ended.”

Don’t forget to get me that cream damnit!

Telling the bastards that ate my brain where I hid the money at

When eyes are closed and light is shone over the eyes, one can create feedback loops like a camera pointed at its own output on a television screen.

Oppressive Dugan Mockery

Night Danger

The Man with the Berylium Gun

Sunday Witch 8
You Retelling My Accident
Project the Image of Power and Wealth
Eliyah Palmpits
Message to Dutko / Dutko’s Loft
Chollybird
Horses on a Broken-Down Tree Farm

A kid lays down for bed. He hears the front door downstairs open and slam shut, and stomping up the stairs, up to his room, is a man in a black jump suit and black boots, bald head pale skin. All the while up the stairs, he's saying in an incredibly deep voice "Oh no, no, don't come in here again. Not tonight. No, don't, don't come back. Why won’t he just leave? If I close my eyes he’ll freeze and he won’t be able to get to me. He thinks we don't know he's awake. Look at us!”

A morally repugnant character - “I don’t eat ass and I don’t fuck ass. Women don’t deserve that, only men deserve to be fucked in the ass.” Revealing his secretly homoerotic fantasies through a Freudian insult.

Prologue / Doc’s Woods

Beginning / Homeroom
Meeting Characters / Lockers
Inciting Incident / Class
Mystery Begins / Sewers
Developing Characters / Party
Settle Relations / Radio Station
Life-Changing Event / Homes
Introduction of Evil / Prison
Mystery Deepens / The Static Man
Pursuit / Road
Characters Split / Jeff’s Demise




Someone insulted his wife, "Look who's talking! You look like an inchworm! You look like a fucking finger puppet!"

Star of the west company Frankenmuth

“Do you understand what I can give you? I can give you death. I can give you the dignity of being forgotten. The freedom to be forgotten. You can die both of your deaths properly...or you can remain a specter for the rest of time. Rest assured, I will speak in your voice as I polish your skull.”

A disgruntled employee of a futuristic “global chronological database” company becomes a whistleblower when he uncovers a conspiracy to rewrite history. Anything available to the public for consumption passes through them and can be changed down to the quantum level. A person can be manipulated endlessly on live video, and administrations can wipe entire events out of the public consciousness with a few commands. The whistleblower becomes trapped in the building when the management shuts down the systems and begins homeostasis. The whistleblower is faced with being manipulated to the public on the Internet and forever immortalized falsely, his spirit never being allowed to die its second death.

It’s so hard to make the news

Super Hopper Timpte since 1889

Rubbing cream all over black leather boots

Brazilian Syndicalia would look like a political thriller, examining the tensions and politics around the 60s and 70s in Brazil and the controlling of music, the controlling of people, people being taken advantage of, the protagonist would be Jorge Ben, tripping out constantly and being played three ways from Sunday by all conspirators. A paranormal aspect with the creatures of Jorge's songs.

Syndicalia is an

An undead monster hears that his son is terrorizing people and comes to find him, he walks and takes a year to get to his part of the world where he takes revenge on the kids that killed his son a year prior.

A white man hiring another man to be their social, financial, and political face. "For the last fifteen years I've paid you to be my social, financial, and political face. I pay you to be you for me. You go to the bank, you perform all of my actions in public, you collect my mail and manage my affairs. You vote for me. I pay you to go on the internet for me, and keep a meticulous record of actions. How can a man live his own life without this?"

A man sneaking into Heaven under false pretenses. When big disasters happen, people die and kill themselves under unrelated circumstances to enter into Heaven under a clerical error, saying "yeah I died on that bridge" and sneaking in with the rest of them. Sneaking bombs into Heaven. The same situation with an inmate in a prison. A man entered into the prison at the same time as a massive group of killers or gang members. He says he is one of them. But he is innocent.

The radio station operating in the same town that Sunn TPH is in would serve as a thermometer into the heat of this world, as well as a communication device throughout the story.

Cybil is newly exposed to the radio and is fascinated, constantly calling in and providing traffic tips and weather changes. We have a scene early on where Will, Jeff, and Cybil are driving around to Motorin', and Cybil is calling in to report a confirmation of a previous report of an accident and a lane blocked. Something that was just said on the radio prompted her to call as they were passing the site and relay the same exact message they had already said. Just a very eager and naive person in this new world for her. Later, during a tense chase scene with Will and Cybil escaping from Toroid Bill, Cybil is calling and providing reports about various horrific accidents that Toroid Bill is causing in the background. Jeff has a radio operator license with a corresponding radio antennaed car, black and white cop car type. He is run off the road and the resulting crash is caught on air leading Will, Cybil and Sean to realize where Jeff was at, and also Jeff's dad, the Blue Man, would pay close attention to the radio and realize that his son was nearby and leave the chemical shed to find him. They will all run into each other and head down into the sewer and find the dead bodies of Jeff and Sean. Or they will find Toroid Bill, waiting to kill the Blue Man and let the kids escape. The Blue Man has recently set his trap and will check it soon. When he checks it, Jeff comes back. The rabbit is born. Abbas comes back. He is not the same. Regardless, Jeff was driven off the road and ran into the tunnel, to the predetermined spot that Sean hid his tape recorder in. He travels to Terry's. Finds Abbas. The crew finds the Blue Man, recently set his trap. The are fucked up by Toroid Bill and the Blue Man is nearly killed. The rabbit strikes Toroid Bill, eating through his eye and circling his skull. Will and Cybil run into the sewer and find Jeff and Sean dead. They take the tape recorder and record over it during their car ride. The tape has to record the moments during the transfer. The loss of life on a magnet tape. Jeff recorded his last moments. They listen to them, partially. He begins to state his love for Cybil, and Will turns it off. Cybil begins crying. Will has already taken his pills. Cybil takes hers and hits record. They record over Jeff's love. They fall asleep crashing in the (same) car. Sean had previously stolen Jeff's recorder, realized it has this potential and traveled through to consult Terry, and he told him how to put all the pieces in place. Sean replaced Jeff's tape recorder with a duplicate, and took the original to the sewers. He concocted a plan to defeat Toroid Bill. It failed. He dies along with Jeff after the become trapped in the sewer during a flood.

Plain Words
Root Hog or Die

People either question understanding or don't
I am the cloud that God is hiding in.
Jesus Christ died to save sinners

George and Nina/Mina
Diana Montana

De*th
D*ath
Dea*h
Mango Trees
Mango Trees Revisited
Aries Wear Their Hair

Geordie Remon's "Indelible"

Ice and Cold on the side of truck

Mother and baby playing peek a boo. Or forth/here. The covering of eyes








     
 
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