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Cereal · 08-17-2021, 02:13 AM

universe verse:

*Note: This is a choose your own adventure-type piece, divided into three sections that can be approached in three different ways depending on what type of reader you are or how you want to experience it. In order to fully enjoy the story below, please follow whichever path you've chosen as instructed.

Path A (for those who like the slow buildup of a story with a payoff at the end)

1.) Deserted
2.) Creep Up On You
3.) Twisted Hours

Path B (for those who like to get right into the thick of it and learn about the backstory later)

1.) Creep Up On You
2.) Deserted
3.) Twisted Hours

Path C (for those who read spoilers before watching a movie)

1.) Twisted Hours
2.) Deserted
3.) Creep Up On You

~

The Process of Aging

"When the sands of time come falling down, we are only left with our choices. Choose wisely; however, some may argue wisdom is relative." - Virginia Vayna

......

1.) Deserted

For a moment I was forever young... The beach I remembered vividly
The old woman I've become just dismembered the kid in me
Beheaded instantly; Silence is no cure for the hell earth breeds
My humble abode a malevolent retirement home for the elderly
'Alzheimers disease' is what they're telling me... I'm set in my ways
Listening to 'The Twist' by Chubby Checker - The one song my record played
A speck of sand triggered memories, blinding me fast as pepper spray
Back to square one like chess games, like it all happened yesterday...
The names Johnny & Jake stayed with me like a gatekeeper's key
I still felt so young laying this deep in an old lady's physique
Take it from me, usually I'm feeling like a baby in the womb
Must be a few cracks in the ceiling because it's raining in my room...
But it's not draining fluid, no winter wonderland had made its rounds
Wrinkled up pants had straightened out in sprinkles of sand cascading down
My hourglass figure is the sign for infinity crammed inside
Guess the sands of time turn to mud in these sweaty hands of mine...
Press rewind - When weeks were full of handstands and scenic strolls
Sprinting along the shoreline, feeling the wet sand between my toes
Passing beach balls to and fro until one team was down to nothing
Hands in the sky - Seems we were always reaching out for something...
Adolescent girls discover puberty lets them bend the rules
Can still hear laughs I shared with my two nerdy best friends from school
Johnny & Jake - Blond haired Blue eyed brothers from across the block
Both strong and tall - Their mother was a nurse, their father was a cop
One (un)lucky fall they made sure their parents brought me on vacation
We arrived at the last resort that contained no wifi or TV stations
It inspired Concentration... a place you feel grateful to breathe
This vacation retreat should've literally been a day at the beach...

2.) Creep Up On You

Black and white fades to gray for... whatever the reason was
What creeped above stopped our day in the waves beneath the sun
Memory jumped out of focus here - My eyes blinked to try and heal
It was while laying out tanning that I noticed my skin begin to peel...
What does it reveal? I prayed for someone to wake me up at once
Sought out shade of an umbrella while skin was flaking off in chunks
Spreading a fortress of sunscreen didn't seem to help anymore
I felt droopy... like everything within me just fell to the floor
Then came the yelling; A conundrum I could hardly manage solving
Knew we had a problem when I saw Johnny in the sand convulsing
His dad started running but stumbled; then I heard a snapping sound
He held his hip while crying out, hands grappling with the ground
Johnny's mom looked down to see her son frothing like a fountain piece
His towel creased, she turned him on his side so he wouldn't drown at least
Now it seems that extracted a Cyanide gas that was brown-ish green
She leaned down for CPR, press the chest, exhale... count to three
Then inhaled without her teeth... a slow stare in the distance
Chest cavity exposed, clearly with no air left to give him
She fell backwards, limbs all twisted; Jake backed away to the water...
Stepping in ankle-deep, gazing at the pained face of his father
Who hadn't aged well, saying "Jake, help" hobbled with liver spots
Jake said "grandpa?" as he watched his father wither to rot
The process of aging had condensed itself into an awful day
I noticed that Jake's feet were just bone - all the pale skin had washed away
Frozen in place yet overheating, I knew it's either sink or swim
But had zero strength to give after seeing my own wrinkled skin
Supposedly if you walk before you crawl you get random nosebleeds...
I saw my blood dripping on a Swastika scrawled in the sand below me
Jake stammered some foreign speech, then stopped when his jaw collapsed
I felt a warmth creep along my back...

Then it all went black.

3.) Twisted Hours

Awoke to beeping sounds... No sleep allowed while tied up to a bed
Sand sprinkled on me like a beach was right above my head
'Was ist los' I thought, my drops of sweat swimming in regret
A dark skinned man sat in front of me - A doctor of indian descent
Why had my english left? My native tongue must've steered right
How can my skin be loose when every thought was this airtight?
The doctor revolved around the room like a helicopter in flight
In one pocket was a pen light, his name tag read, 'Dr. M. Night'
"Hello Heidi..." he said softly, "try not to move we're nearly done"
"Just stare above... transparent dust will help to clear things up..."
"I read this graphic novel once... even ripped out a page in secret"
"It was the basis for the movie 'Old'... I doubt you may've seen it..."
I thought of Johnny & Jake... "The logic was to integrate my thesis"
"Could I simulate time to research diseases AND stimulate ideas?"
I'm a host to faded features, yet my mind wasn't clouded or slow
How does one get old when they were a child a few hours ago?
He wrote down a note, "The lure of age the young never refuse"
"Gaps in time allow me to turn the page to whatever I choose"
"It's how we sever what blooms; You're what's called an expedient seed"
"I'll bring you up to speed until you're whatever I need you to be..."
"Least we agree you're inspiring some writing for a character..."
"Like the idea for my next film - a Nazi uprising in America"
"Time is relative for everyone, Heidi - I don't mean to provoke you..."
"But you're great granddaughter Sophie is here..."

"You remember her, don't you?"

http://www.netcees.org/showthread.php?t=144216

Everything connected... I had a backstory now, a history I've yet to live
With nothing left to give theories can get embedded in you quick
Health or safety will not exist until I get developed more
I now had inherited hate deep within that I've never felt before
Was lost on the cutting room floor of opinions never formed
"What do you call a line that doesn't age?" He asked, "A lineage, of course"
Was pre-determined that I remembered encounters with each person
As speech worsened I weirdly learned quick how to speak German
Ideas averted by the mind pits you in a constant fight
I realized now my entire life was to exist as a plot device
A broken clock's right twice a day without accurate ticks
The doctor quipped, "When Sophie arrives don't stray off the path of the script"
"Or it's back to the beginning for you, where all the actor's are kids"
"Truly a disastrous trick to admit who the mastermind is..."
I asked in practiced english, "Was I never meant to actually fit?"
That's when a familiar record by Chubby Checker began to crackle and skip...
There's two sides to every story... I guess I'm just a chapter in his
Dr. M. Night laughed and just grinned...

"How's THAT for a twist?"

08-17-2021, 02:13 AM	#2
Cereal killa Join Date: Jun 2018 Posts: 860 Battle Record: 1-6 Rep Power: 1312300	universe verse: *Note: This is a choose your own adventure-type piece, divided into three sections that can be approached in three different ways depending on what type of reader you are or how you want to experience it. In order to fully enjoy the story below, please follow whichever path you've chosen as instructed. Path A (for those who like the slow buildup of a story with a payoff at the end) 1.) Deserted 2.) Creep Up On You 3.) Twisted Hours Path B (for those who like to get right into the thick of it and learn about the backstory later) 1.) Creep Up On You 2.) Deserted 3.) Twisted Hours Path C (for those who read spoilers before watching a movie) 1.) Twisted Hours 2.) Deserted 3.) Creep Up On You ~ The Process of Aging "When the sands of time come falling down, we are only left with our choices. Choose wisely; however, some may argue wisdom is relative." - Virginia Vayna ...... 1.) Deserted For a moment I was forever young... The beach I remembered vividly The old woman I've become just dismembered the kid in me Beheaded instantly; Silence is no cure for the hell earth breeds My humble abode a malevolent retirement home for the elderly 'Alzheimers disease' is what they're telling me... I'm set in my ways Listening to 'The Twist' by Chubby Checker - The one song my record played A speck of sand triggered memories, blinding me fast as pepper spray Back to square one like chess games, like it all happened yesterday... The names Johnny & Jake stayed with me like a gatekeeper's key I still felt so young laying this deep in an old lady's physique Take it from me, usually I'm feeling like a baby in the womb Must be a few cracks in the ceiling because it's raining in my room... But it's not draining fluid, no winter wonderland had made its rounds Wrinkled up pants had straightened out in sprinkles of sand cascading down My hourglass figure is the sign for infinity crammed inside Guess the sands of time turn to mud in these sweaty hands of mine... Press rewind - When weeks were full of handstands and scenic strolls Sprinting along the shoreline, feeling the wet sand between my toes Passing beach balls to and fro until one team was down to nothing Hands in the sky - Seems we were always reaching out for something... Adolescent girls discover puberty lets them bend the rules Can still hear laughs I shared with my two nerdy best friends from school Johnny & Jake - Blond haired Blue eyed brothers from across the block Both strong and tall - Their mother was a nurse, their father was a cop One (un)lucky fall they made sure their parents brought me on vacation We arrived at the last resort that contained no wifi or TV stations It inspired Concentration... a place you feel grateful to breathe This vacation retreat should've literally been a day at the beach... 2.) Creep Up On You Black and white fades to gray for... whatever the reason was What creeped above stopped our day in the waves beneath the sun Memory jumped out of focus here - My eyes blinked to try and heal It was while laying out tanning that I noticed my skin begin to peel... What does it reveal? I prayed for someone to wake me up at once Sought out shade of an umbrella while skin was flaking off in chunks Spreading a fortress of sunscreen didn't seem to help anymore I felt droopy... like everything within me just fell to the floor Then came the yelling; A conundrum I could hardly manage solving Knew we had a problem when I saw Johnny in the sand convulsing His dad started running but stumbled; then I heard a snapping sound He held his hip while crying out, hands grappling with the ground Johnny's mom looked down to see her son frothing like a fountain piece His towel creased, she turned him on his side so he wouldn't drown at least Now it seems that extracted a Cyanide gas that was brown-ish green She leaned down for CPR, press the chest, exhale... count to three Then inhaled without her teeth... a slow stare in the distance Chest cavity exposed, clearly with no air left to give him She fell backwards, limbs all twisted; Jake backed away to the water... Stepping in ankle-deep, gazing at the pained face of his father Who hadn't aged well, saying "Jake, help" hobbled with liver spots Jake said "grandpa?" as he watched his father wither to rot The process of aging had condensed itself into an awful day I noticed that Jake's feet were just bone - all the pale skin had washed away Frozen in place yet overheating, I knew it's either sink or swim But had zero strength to give after seeing my own wrinkled skin Supposedly if you walk before you crawl you get random nosebleeds... I saw my blood dripping on a Swastika scrawled in the sand below me Jake stammered some foreign speech, then stopped when his jaw collapsed I felt a warmth creep along my back... Then it all went black. 3.) Twisted Hours Awoke to beeping sounds... No sleep allowed while tied up to a bed Sand sprinkled on me like a beach was right above my head 'Was ist los' I thought, my drops of sweat swimming in regret A dark skinned man sat in front of me - A doctor of indian descent Why had my english left? My native tongue must've steered right How can my skin be loose when every thought was this airtight? The doctor revolved around the room like a helicopter in flight In one pocket was a pen light, his name tag read, 'Dr. M. Night' "Hello Heidi..." he said softly, "try not to move we're nearly done" "Just stare above... transparent dust will help to clear things up..." "I read this graphic novel once... even ripped out a page in secret" "It was the basis for the movie 'Old'... I doubt you may've seen it..." I thought of Johnny & Jake... "The logic was to integrate my thesis" "Could I simulate time to research diseases AND stimulate ideas?" I'm a host to faded features, yet my mind wasn't clouded or slow How does one get old when they were a child a few hours ago? He wrote down a note, "The lure of age the young never refuse" "Gaps in time allow me to turn the page to whatever I choose" "It's how we sever what blooms; You're what's called an expedient seed" "I'll bring you up to speed until you're whatever I need you to be..." "Least we agree you're inspiring some writing for a character..." "Like the idea for my next film - a Nazi uprising in America" "Time is relative for everyone, Heidi - I don't mean to provoke you..." "But you're great granddaughter Sophie is here..." "You remember her, don't you?" http://www.netcees.org/showthread.php?t=144216 Everything connected... I had a backstory now, a history I've yet to live With nothing left to give theories can get embedded in you quick Health or safety will not exist until I get developed more I now had inherited hate deep within that I've never felt before Was lost on the cutting room floor of opinions never formed "What do you call a line that doesn't age?" He asked, "A lineage, of course" Was pre-determined that I remembered encounters with each person As speech worsened I weirdly learned quick how to speak German Ideas averted by the mind pits you in a constant fight I realized now my entire life was to exist as a plot device A broken clock's right twice a day without accurate ticks The doctor quipped, "When Sophie arrives don't stray off the path of the script" "Or it's back to the beginning for you, where all the actor's are kids" "Truly a disastrous trick to admit who the mastermind is..." I asked in practiced english, "Was I never meant to actually fit?" That's when a familiar record by Chubby Checker began to crackle and skip... There's two sides to every story... I guess I'm just a chapter in his Dr. M. Night laughed and just grinned... "How's THAT for a twist?" __________________ A-double scribble - A 19 th century euphemism for ass ..