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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 18, 2022 3:31:49 GMT
He waited through a long line calmly and patiently until he was able to get inside of what looked like a magnificent golden palace! This place was the highest class restaurant in Hinansho with everyone here. It looked like something out of a movie. Everyone wearing fancy suits and dresses, both the customers and staff were dressed fancy and high class and enjoying gourmet meals and fancy wines. The maitre d' of the restaurant was waiting for him. "Ahhh hello Mr. Brannon. How are you this fine evening?" "No complaints on my end." John glanced around, admiring the presentation. "Hopefully the dining here is just as good as the decor" "I assure you good sir the food here is simply divine." He promised as a waiter walked up to them. "Perfect timing Sasaki. Please escort Mr. Brannon to his table if you'd please." "Of course. My name is Sasaki Saikaku, sir, and I am honored to be your waiter tonight. If you'll please follow me your table is already prepared." |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 18, 2022 3:43:03 GMT
Suko's restaurant is The Queen's Rose!  IC!  Within the confines of the house Linda Sue heard Johnny's call. She squealed with delight and ran out of the house towards Johnny who quickly ran up to her and scooped her up in his arms and spun her around. "Welcome home, brother, ya brilliant, brilliant genius!" Johnny smiled and rubbed his sister's head. "You're Goddamned right I am!" "No blasphemy!" Gretchen warned "No disrespect intended" Johnny spoke while taking the bags from the trunk of his car then commands it closed. He also proceeds to command it to go park somewhere and rest. The car automatically drove off. Linda whistled, impressed. "If you think that's something. Wait till you see Faith" Johnny smiled while he walked along with Linda and Gretchen to the house "Speaking of, how's Grandfather?" "Oh he's doing great! He's currently in Hinansho on a business trip" Johnny said "Hinansho, huh? That there's all the way ovuurr in Japan right? Awful big city playe?" Linda asked. "It's one of the most beautiful cities in the world. It's almost right up there with Paradiso." "Paradiso, huh? Is that there Piper's city?" "I believe so." Gretchen sighed and shook her head. "Man oh man. High class woman like that there a-livin' at thay top ov thay wawld, ay ken only imagahn what she would taste like. Ay've done thought about it y'all know? Often. About how ay'd get past huurr security aw get her out here but...ay just ken't come up with ayy solushun ayn' The Cawn God has yet ta advise me." "That's...probably for the best. Khrysos is far too high profile of a target. It's easier to stick with how we've been operating." |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 18, 2022 3:44:50 GMT
NIGHT! 
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Sept 18, 2022 23:22:48 GMT
Jaylnn dropped Jean on the floor. Hearing the sounds of her brother calling for Linda made her ears ring. She looked up to find herself within the family living room. It's like its straight from a horror film. Complete with furniture made out of the remains of the victims. She felt Jay's large hand grabbing her head and gently pulled it up. She froze when she hears heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. "Well I'll be double dog damned. The Prodigal Child of our Clan has returned. I knew you'd be a pain in Pa's backside but this is just too good" Jean isn't ignorant to the concept of heaven and hell. As far as she's concerned she's forced right back into the latter. Facing the one man who she hoped would never meet again. The heavy footsteps stopped before her. She looked up at the tall man, whose gaze stare through her terrified frame and into the pit of her very soul. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes, Little Rabbit?" Thaddeus Brannon smiled down at Jean, as he rested his Ax on his shoulders. But there was no love and compassion within those eyes. All Jean see is pure evil.  Note: Thaddeus Brannon. The Patriarch of The Brannon Clan. And, depending on who you talk to, The Original Ax-Man. What makes him stand out as the most dangerous among the clan. Is how well spoken he is. Jean couldn't respond when she sees her Father. She feels like a deer being cornered by a large hungry predator. Thaddeus sucked in a deep breath and scanned her petite frame. "Just look at ya. Quite the twiggy little thing, just what has City Life been feeding ya? Well since you're here and you look lovely on your knees. Why don't we start things off by you crawling on your knees and lick the mud off my boots?" Jean's terror soon turned into pure anger. She's no longer the shrinking violet from before. "Fuck. Off." Jaylnn tilted her head at that response Thaddeus crouched down till he's nearly eye level. "I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that. Mind repeating it" Her defiant expression never faltering, as she knows she's screwed anyway, "Fuck. Off. Daddy" |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 18, 2022 23:31:58 GMT
Linda Sue shoved a knife into the picture of a certain Brat on her table and sighed. "She's praying ta thay ...uhh cawn agayn. Should we be done concerned about that there?" "Now, now, whethuurr it's bullshit aw nahwt we're still getting some damn darn good cawn. Don't quesshun huurr methods." Horace replied while cutting up the meat for the fondue. "Besides, Thaddeus regulaarly bled livestok out into thay fields ayn' they always done got ayy darn good harvest. Thay method wawks." "Uggh, do nahwt talk ta me about Thaddeus raheet now. Ay'm nahwt ready ta talk about that yet. Ay still ken't believe how they done went down." "Fine. We'll talk about it when you ready. But the method still wawks." "Whethuurr it wawks aw nahwt should she mighty be considering the cawn huurr one true God?" "Linda, if there is ayy Hell, we're done headed there anyway when we die. Let huurr have huurr fun. It makes huurr awful happy." "Alright, awful fine, but weez gunna need-ta have ayy conversashun about this here latuurr. Ay'm wawried about huurr." "Latuur." He agreed. "Thanks brothuurr. Anytahm sistuurr dear." They embraced one another and then resumed chopping up and hacking apart the human remains on the cutting boards along with the other ingredients to add to the fondue.   Out of curiosity is this a different Thaddeus or has the Blackburn fight not happened yet in this timeline? I was under the impression it had but I'm happy to talk it out!  |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Sept 18, 2022 23:36:46 GMT
My mistake  Whose the patriarch of the clan again? |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Sept 18, 2022 23:41:16 GMT
Solution! Since it's alternate continuity he could be Thaddeus Jr. Or TJ for short
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 18, 2022 23:41:20 GMT
My mistake Whose the patriarch of the clan again? James Brannon!
 The Great Great Great, well you get the idea  , Uncle and Patriarch of the more Feral side of The Brannon's. Based on the hillbilly horror family who is more feral in nature.  |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 18, 2022 23:41:48 GMT
Solution! Since it's alternate continuity he could be Thaddeus Jr. Or TJ for short Sweetness! AU Thaddeus gonna bring the pain to everyone and everything!  |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Sept 18, 2022 23:42:49 GMT
My mistake Whose the patriarch of the clan again? James Brannon!
The Great Great Great, well you get the idea , Uncle and Patriarch of the more Feral side of The Brannon's. Based on the hillbilly horror family who is more feral in nature. Oh obvious but he comes later |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 18, 2022 23:44:18 GMT
Oh obvious but he comes later |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Sept 18, 2022 23:56:08 GMT
Jaylnn dropped Jean on the floor. Hearing the sounds of her brother calling for Linda made her ears ring. She looked up to find herself within the family living room. It's like its straight from a horror film. Complete with furniture made out of the remains of the victims. She felt Jay's large hand grabbing her head and gently pulled it up. She froze when she hears heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. "Well I'll be double dog damned. The Prodigal Child of our Clan has returned. I knew you'd be a pain in Pa's backside but this is just too good" Jean isn't ignorant to the concept of heaven and hell. As far as she's concerned she's forced right back into the latter. Facing the one man who she hoped would never meet again. The heavy footsteps stopped before her. She looked up at the tall man, whose gaze stare through her terrified frame and into the pit of her very soul. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes, Little Rabbit?" Thaddeus Brannon smiled down at Jean, as he rested his Ax on his shoulders. But there was no love and compassion within those eyes. All Jean see is pure evil. Note: Thaddeus Brannon. The Patriarch of The Brannon Clan. And, depending on who you talk to, The Original Ax-Man. What makes him stand out as the most dangerous among the clan. Is how well spoken he is. Jean couldn't respond when she sees her Father. She feels like a deer being cornered by a large hungry predator. Thaddeus sucked in a deep breath and scanned her petite frame. "Just look at ya. Quite the twiggy little thing, just what has City Life been feeding ya? Well since you're here and you look lovely on your knees. Why don't we start things off by you crawling on your knees and lick the mud off my boots?" Jean's terror soon turned into pure anger. She's no longer the shrinking violet from before. "Fuck. Off." Jaylnn tilted her head at that response Thaddeus crouched down till he's nearly eye level. "I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that. Mind repeating it" Her defiant expression never faltering, as she knows she's screwed anyway, "Fuck. Off. Daddy" |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 19, 2022 0:35:16 GMT
Jaylnn dropped Jean on the floor. Hearing the sounds of her brother calling for Linda made her ears ring. She looked up to find herself within the family living room. It's like its straight from a horror film. Complete with furniture made out of the remains of the victims. She felt Jay's large hand grabbing her head and gently pulled it up. She froze when she hears heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. "Well I'll be double dog damned. The Prodigal Child of our Clan has returned. I knew you'd be a pain in Pa's backside but this is just too good" Jean isn't ignorant to the concept of heaven and hell. As far as she's concerned she's forced right back into the latter. Facing the one man who she hoped would never meet again. The heavy footsteps stopped before her. She looked up at the tall man, whose gaze stare through her terrified frame and into the pit of her very soul. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes, Little Rabbit?" Thaddeus Brannon smiled down at Jean, as he rested his Ax on his shoulders. But there was no love and compassion within those eyes. All Jean see is pure evil. Note: Thaddeus Brannon. The Patriarch of The Brannon Clan. And, depending on who you talk to, The Original Ax-Man. What makes him stand out as the most dangerous among the clan. Is how well spoken he is. Jean couldn't respond when she sees her Father. She feels like a deer being cornered by a large hungry predator. Thaddeus sucked in a deep breath and scanned her petite frame. "Just look at ya. Quite the twiggy little thing, just what has City Life been feeding ya? Well since you're here and you look lovely on your knees. Why don't we start things off by you crawling on your knees and lick the mud off my boots?" Jean's terror soon turned into pure anger. She's no longer the shrinking violet from before. "Fuck. Off." Jaylnn tilted her head at that response Thaddeus crouched down till he's nearly eye level. "I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that. Mind repeating it" Her defiant expression never faltering, as she knows she's screwed anyway, "Fuck. Off. Daddy" "Language, Young Lady, living the big city life may have clouded your mind but here we respect Family!" "Family? Family?" Jean scoffed. "You call this fucking cannibal cult of psychopaths a family? Look at us! We're a disaster! Gretchen's lost her mind! Linda's dressing like a punked out Goth! I don't know even know what you did to Jaylnn but she's nothing like the sweethearted little girl I remember! You broke her and turned her into something she isn't! You destroyed her just like you destroyed all of this innocent people you hunted down and murdered to satisfy your sick fucking desires! Leaving was the best thing I ever did." Thaddeus sighed and blew out his breath and he turned to the now cowering Jaylnn who was mumbling and ducking away. "Jaylnn, dear, would you mind stepping away for a second? Go help your family in the kitchen." "Uhhh...uhhh." She nodded and walked away. Thaddeus sat down next to Jean. "Now Jean. I sincerely hope that getting that feeling off your chest makes you feel better. Understand that I love you with all my heart. I love all my children. But this is still my house and there needs to be a sense of discipline among us." He placed a hand on her head. "So please understand I am not taking this action lightly. This is going to hurt you just as much as it hurts me. Not physically of course but, you know, emotionally. You might want to brace yourself. Okay? Okay. On the count of three." He informed her and then slammed her face first into a coffee table hard enough to send an explosion of pain through Jean's face! "Three." He let her go and left Jean sobbing on the floor from a broken nose. "Just let it pass, Jean, you brought that on yourself." Gretchen grabbed a couple of paper towels for Jean and waited for Thaddeus to call her in. |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Sept 19, 2022 0:56:34 GMT
Jaylnn dropped Jean on the floor. Hearing the sounds of her brother calling for Linda made her ears ring. She looked up to find herself within the family living room. It's like its straight from a horror film. Complete with furniture made out of the remains of the victims. She felt Jay's large hand grabbing her head and gently pulled it up. She froze when she hears heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. "Well I'll be double dog damned. The Prodigal Child of our Clan has returned. I knew you'd be a pain in Pa's backside but this is just too good" Jean isn't ignorant to the concept of heaven and hell. As far as she's concerned she's forced right back into the latter. Facing the one man who she hoped would never meet again. The heavy footsteps stopped before her. She looked up at the tall man, whose gaze stare through her terrified frame and into the pit of her very soul. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes, Little Rabbit?" Thaddeus Brannon smiled down at Jean, as he rested his Ax on his shoulders. But there was no love and compassion within those eyes. All Jean see is pure evil. Note: Thaddeus Brannon. The Patriarch of The Brannon Clan. And, depending on who you talk to, The Original Ax-Man. What makes him stand out as the most dangerous among the clan. Is how well spoken he is. Jean couldn't respond when she sees her Father. She feels like a deer being cornered by a large hungry predator. Thaddeus sucked in a deep breath and scanned her petite frame. "Just look at ya. Quite the twiggy little thing, just what has City Life been feeding ya? Well since you're here and you look lovely on your knees. Why don't we start things off by you crawling on your knees and lick the mud off my boots?" Jean's terror soon turned into pure anger. She's no longer the shrinking violet from before. "Fuck. Off." Jaylnn tilted her head at that response Thaddeus crouched down till he's nearly eye level. "I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that. Mind repeating it" Her defiant expression never faltering, as she knows she's screwed anyway, "Fuck. Off. Daddy" "Language, Young Lady, living the big city life may have clouded your mind but here we respect Family!" "Family? Family?" Jean scoffed. "You call this fucking cannibal cult of psychopaths a family? Look at us! We're a disaster! Gretchen's lost her mind! Linda's dressing like a punked out Goth! I don't know even know what you did to Jaylnn but she's nothing like the sweethearted little girl I remember! You broke her and turned her into something she isn't! You destroyed her just like you destroyed all of this innocent people you hunted down and murdered to satisfy your sick fucking desires! Leaving was the best thing I ever did." Thaddeus sighed and blew out his breath and he turned to the now cowering Jaylnn who was mumbling and ducking away. "Jaylnn, dear, would you mind stepping away for a second? Go help your family in the kitchen." "Uhhh...uhhh." She nodded and walked away. Thaddeus sat down next to Jean. "Now Jean. I sincerely hope that getting that feeling off your chest makes you feel better. Understand that I love you with all my heart. I love all my children. But this is still my house and there needs to be a sense of discipline among us." He placed a hand on her head. "So please understand I am not taking this action lightly. This is going to hurt you just as much as it hurts me. Not physically of course but, you know, emotionally. You might want to brace yourself. Okay? Okay. On the count of three." He informed her and then slammed her face first into a coffee table hard enough to send an explosion of pain through Jean's face! "Three." He let her go and left Jean sobbing on the floor from a broken nose. "Just let it pass, Jean, you brought that on yourself." Gretchen grabbed a couple of paper towels for Jean and waited for Thaddeus to call her in. Johnny can hear the sobs of his sister. He can feel the flames within him rising. "That old bastard. Only YOU have the right to make her cry. Remember the drive here? Good times, am I right? Just put up with it a little longer. One day he'll let his defenses down. And THAT is where you'd strike." The Mysterious Passenger comment while he rest against the kitchen counter, eating an apple in his hand. "I don't blame her you know" Gretchen commented. Within Johnny's head she spoke in a manner that he deem more civilized "It's that wretched City Life. No matter how fancied it carries itself it's all rotten within. No respect for family anymore. Grandfather did the right thing in the end though" Gretchen turned and pats Johnny on the shoulder. "Now John. Look Presentable would you?" Johnny sucked in a deep breath and nods. He proceeds to shift. Every ounce of his skin and even his bones start to shimmer. His brown locks flowed past his shoulders and his body altered till it resembled a female variant of himself. As Thaddeus walked in he smiled at the sight of Johnny before him. "Little Princess, is that you?" Johnny produced the most phony smile ever. "Hi, Daddy" Thaddeus beamed and lifted Johnny off her feet like she's nothing. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Nice to see City Life hasn't ruined you." He lets her down and look into her eyes with both hands on her shoulders. "But don't worry. She'll see things are way soon enough" Author's Note: I'd like to humbly apologize for the Bambi reference |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 19, 2022 1:22:28 GMT
"Language, Young Lady, living the big city life may have clouded your mind but here we respect Family!" "Family? Family?" Jean scoffed. "You call this fucking cannibal cult of psychopaths a family? Look at us! We're a disaster! Gretchen's lost her mind! Linda's dressing like a punked out Goth! I don't know even know what you did to Jaylnn but she's nothing like the sweethearted little girl I remember! You broke her and turned her into something she isn't! You destroyed her just like you destroyed all of this innocent people you hunted down and murdered to satisfy your sick fucking desires! Leaving was the best thing I ever did." Thaddeus sighed and blew out his breath and he turned to the now cowering Jaylnn who was mumbling and ducking away. "Jaylnn, dear, would you mind stepping away for a second? Go help your family in the kitchen." "Uhhh...uhhh." She nodded and walked away. Thaddeus sat down next to Jean. "Now Jean. I sincerely hope that getting that feeling off your chest makes you feel better. Understand that I love you with all my heart. I love all my children. But this is still my house and there needs to be a sense of discipline among us." He placed a hand on her head. "So please understand I am not taking this action lightly. This is going to hurt you just as much as it hurts me. Not physically of course but, you know, emotionally. You might want to brace yourself. Okay? Okay. On the count of three." He informed her and then slammed her face first into a coffee table hard enough to send an explosion of pain through Jean's face! "Three." He let her go and left Jean sobbing on the floor from a broken nose. "Just let it pass, Jean, you brought that on yourself." Gretchen grabbed a couple of paper towels for Jean and waited for Thaddeus to call her in. Johnny can hear the sobs of his sister. He can feel the flames within him rising. "That old bastard. Only YOU have the right to make her cry. Remember the drive here? Good times, am I right? Just put up with it a little longer. One day he'll let his defenses down. And THAT is where you'd strike." The Mysterious Passenger comment while he rest against the kitchen counter, eating an apple in his hand. "I don't blame her you know" Gretchen commented. Within Johnny's head she spoke in a manner that he deem more civilized "It's that wretched City Life. No matter how fancied it carries itself it's all rotten within. No respect for family anymore. Grandfather did the right thing in the end though" Gretchen turned and pats Johnny on the shoulder. "Now John. Look Presentable would you?" Johnny sucked in a deep breath and nods. He proceeds to shift. Every ounce of his skin and even his bones start to shimmer. His brown locks flowed past his shoulders and his body altered till it resembled a female variant of himself. As Thaddeus walked in he smiled at the sight of Johnny before him. "Little Princess, is that you?" Johnny produced the most phony smile ever. "Hi, Daddy" Thaddeus beamed and lifted Johnny off her feet like she's nothing. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Nice to see City Life hasn't ruined you." He lets her down and look into her eyes with both hands on her shoulders. "But don't worry. She'll see things are way soon enough" Author's Note: I'd like to humbly apologize for the Bambi reference OOC: It's cool! We'll just blame it on Gaston.  IC! "That there's better! welcome bak now johnny!" Gretchen greeted. "Cawn Gods be praised!" She crossed the room into the living room and crouched down next to Jean and began tending to her nose with her paper towels. "What...what...the f-f-fuuuck ...what happened to you guys?" She sobbed. We done grew up gerl. Ay done found religion. She done got awful big. Everyone's done changed ayn' grown up. Ya need-ta do the same. It'll make things easiuurr." "Is that what you tell yourself at night?" "Don't make me smak ya too." Gretchen replied while dabbing at her nose and cleaned her face. Jaylnn just kept her head down and assisted with the meal preparation. "Just relax, vermint, ever'thing will calm down once she geds done settled in." Horace informed her and patted Jaylnn on the back. |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Sept 19, 2022 1:36:57 GMT
Johnny can hear the sobs of his sister. He can feel the flames within him rising. "That old bastard. Only YOU have the right to make her cry. Remember the drive here? Good times, am I right? Just put up with it a little longer. One day he'll let his defenses down. And THAT is where you'd strike." The Mysterious Passenger comment while he rest against the kitchen counter, eating an apple in his hand. "I don't blame her you know" Gretchen commented. Within Johnny's head she spoke in a manner that he deem more civilized "It's that wretched City Life. No matter how fancied it carries itself it's all rotten within. No respect for family anymore. Grandfather did the right thing in the end though" Gretchen turned and pats Johnny on the shoulder. "Now John. Look Presentable would you?" Johnny sucked in a deep breath and nods. He proceeds to shift. Every ounce of his skin and even his bones start to shimmer. His brown locks flowed past his shoulders and his body altered till it resembled a female variant of himself. As Thaddeus walked in he smiled at the sight of Johnny before him. "Little Princess, is that you?" Johnny produced the most phony smile ever. "Hi, Daddy" Thaddeus beamed and lifted Johnny off her feet like she's nothing. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Nice to see City Life hasn't ruined you." He lets her down and look into her eyes with both hands on her shoulders. "But don't worry. She'll see things are way soon enough" Author's Note: I'd like to humbly apologize for the Bambi reference OOC: It's cool! We'll just blame it on Gaston. IC! "That there's better! welcome bak now johnny!" Gretchen greeted. "Cawn Gods be praised!" She crossed the room into the living room and crouched down next to Jean and began tending to her nose with her paper towels. "What...what...the f-f-fuuuck ...what happened to you guys?" She sobbed. We done grew up gerl. Ay done found religion. She done got awful big. Everyone's done changed ayn' grown up. Ya need-ta do the same. It'll make things easiuurr." "Is that what you tell yourself at night?" "Don't make me smak ya too." Gretchen replied while dabbing at her nose and cleaned her face. Jaylnn just kept her head down and assisted with the meal preparation. "Just relax, vermint, ever'thing will calm down once she geds done settled in." Horace informed her and patted Jaylnn on the back. "Should I go check on Jean, Daddy?' Johnny asked Thaddeus shook his head. "That won't be necessary darling. What you can do is help Jaylnn prepare the meals" Johnny nods, her gaze cast towards the entrance to the living room for a moment then went to help Jaylnn. Once Gretchen has done tending to her injuries she cupped the sides of Jean's face gently then lift it till her gaze met her own. "Aht tha vury lest you don ave ta deal wit yer Uncle." |
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 19, 2022 1:53:52 GMT
OOC: It's cool! We'll just blame it on Gaston. IC! "That there's better! welcome bak now johnny!" Gretchen greeted. "Cawn Gods be praised!" She crossed the room into the living room and crouched down next to Jean and began tending to her nose with her paper towels. "What...what...the f-f-fuuuck ...what happened to you guys?" She sobbed. We done grew up gerl. Ay done found religion. She done got awful big. Everyone's done changed ayn' grown up. Ya need-ta do the same. It'll make things easiuurr." "Is that what you tell yourself at night?" "Don't make me smak ya too." Gretchen replied while dabbing at her nose and cleaned her face. Jaylnn just kept her head down and assisted with the meal preparation. "Just relax, vermint, ever'thing will calm down once she geds done settled in." Horace informed her and patted Jaylnn on the back. "Should I go check on Jean, Daddy?' Johnny asked Thaddeus shook his head. "That won't be necessary darling. What you can do is help Jaylnn prepare the meals" Johnny nods, her gaze cast towards the entrance to the living room for a moment then went to help Jaylnn. Once Gretchen has done tending to her injuries she cupped the sides of Jean's face gently then lift it till her gaze met her own. "Aht tha vury lest you don ave ta deal wit yer Uncle." Throwing a fit wouldn't help. She would have to play the field for now. At the very least Gretchen and Jaylnn had weaknesses she could exploit. But she would have to wait for the right moment. "I-I understand. You're right. I won't cause trouble." Darn good. That there's ayy darn good gerl. Come on now. Leds go get y'all done cleaned up ayn' preytty y'all up faw dinnuurr. Ya should look at least somewhat preysentable faw family tahm." She picked her up in a bridal carry and gently carried Jean across their home en route to Gretchen's room. Everything she'd seen until now however did not prepare her for the horror inside. The horrific furniture made of human skin and bones and lamps covered in human faces were the same as always of course but there was also utterly nonsensical ramblings written all over the walls and drawings of the corn and some kind of inhuman...shadowy thing emerging from the corn that took up an entire wall of her room. The drawings and writings were obviously written in human blood but it was what she used to write that caught her attention. An ear of corn lay on a table covered in dried blood like a used quill. She even had miniature scarecrows stuffed with corn husks crucified into her religious drawings. This was bad. This was not normal. Gretchen's delusions ran far deeper than she thought. Something had happened to her out there and Jean a sinking feeling it wasn't just her father's abuse. Gretchen sat Jean down in her bathroom and began hunting for her makeup kit. |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Sept 19, 2022 2:23:37 GMT
Author's Note: To all you True Believers out there. We did warn that the family is fucked up!  But don't worry. There will be light at the end of a dark tunnel. And boy I was not expecting Johnny to get her share of the torment! |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Sept 19, 2022 3:19:42 GMT
While setting some of the food on the kitchen table Johnny glanced over at Jaylnn, whose expression was completely different the moment Jean defied Thaddeus. "You know? I've picked up on some new Shifting Forms I think you'd like. I'd be honored to show you a few once dinner is over" she playfully nudged her arm. That managed to perk Jaylnn up a little more.
"I was wondering. Can you tell me a few things about the Corn God? I've always been interested on the subject of different religions. It can be brief for now as we don't want to hold anyone up." Jean asked as Gretchen prepares for the make up. Already the gears forming in motion. (If this goes our way and we somehow get out of this, I hope you don't hold a grudge)
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Post by SuperKamiGuy1 on Sept 20, 2022 0:59:44 GMT
While setting some of the food on the kitchen table Johnny glanced over at Jaylnn, whose expression was completely different the moment Jean defied Thaddeus. "You know? I've picked up on some new Shifting Forms I think you'd like. I'd be honored to show you a few once dinner is over" she playfully nudged her arm. That managed to perk Jaylnn up a little more. "I was wondering. Can you tell me a few things about the Corn God? I've always been interested on the subject of different religions. It can be brief for now as we don't want to hold anyone up." Jean asked as Gretchen prepares for the make up. Already the gears forming in motion. (If this goes our way and we somehow get out of this, I hope you don't hold a grudge) "Haaaahhhh....hur-hur...hah. Heh." Jaylnn smiled and nodded eagerly. Johnny held her gently. "Just you wait. I'm the person of a Million Faces!" Gretchen perked back up. "Am ay finally getting through ta ya?" "Sure. I mean, we've been apart for a long time now, I think you and I should start reconnecting and this would be a good start." "Ahhhh mah girl. Hold on one minute ayn' ay'll tell ya." She shoved a large wad of paper in her mouth. "Bite down on this here." "HMMMPHHH?" Gretchen smiled, grabbed her nose and twisted it back in place. "MMMMMMMMMPPPPHHHHHMMMHHHH!" (FUUUUUUUCK YOU GRETCHEN!) "Better." She kept the ball while she swore up a storm and Gretchen continued to clean her up until Jean was finished and she took the wad out and tossed it in the trash. "It done happened ayy few years bak. Ay were a-tendin' ta the fields when the wawld done started a-shakin' ayn' shifting ayn' a-goin' all topsy turvy ayn' ay done fell down into the middle av the field at the feet av The Cawn Man. Ashanti, Oshun, Hathaw, Oya, Chimalman, all them Gods? All the Cawn Gods. They accept the love." She began doing Jean's makeup while she spoke to her. "They accept all the love the folk give ta the othuurr Gods ayn' all that there we do ta take care av the fields. Ov thay wawk we put inta a-takin' care ov thay crops. Ov the wawk we put into a-takin' care ov the cawn. But we're nahwt a-doin' it quite raheet. Ta get thay best crops? ta get thay best cawn? They need sacrifice. We need-ta show them our devoshun by spilling blood ayn' letting the cawn drink av it. We pray ta them. We pray ta thay Cawn Man. We pray ta thay Cawn. We sacrifice the lifeblood av our fellow man ta the Cawn ayn' they bless us with the mowst beautiful bountiful harvests we could evuurr feast upon." |
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Whose the patriarch of the clan again?
, Uncle and Patriarch of the more Feral side of The Brannon's. Based on the hillbilly horror family who is more feral in nature.
But don't worry. There will be light at the end of a dark tunnel. And boy I was not expecting Johnny to get her share of the torment!