THE HEAD...
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(The kitchen looked... filthier then usual. It's always filthy, just not usually this, um, bloody. It's also fairly abnormal to have a full set of vampire extremities hung from the ceiling with shoelaces.)

Elguapo> did you really need to do this in the kitchen?
Tim> Actually i started in the bathroom but the tub clogged... and if i clog the toilet too things will get bad fast.

(Tim felt satisfied with his answer and went back to the copy of GLAMOURE GIRL he was reading when El had entered the room. He was sitting on a wooden chair next to the stove on the far side of the room from where El was standing, he leaned back in the chair and his head disapeared behind a severed torso turned upside down draining into one of many grey buckets on the floor.)

Elguapo> How much Vamp blood have you collected so far?
Tim> I dunno... (came the voice from behind the torso) approximately, um, (he leaned foreward slamming the front legs of the chair on the floor) alot.
Elguapo> Your a real dick, (he set off across the kitchen, his body passing in·cor·po·re·al·ly through a dangling arm) the ritual calls for some very exact...
Tim>ya... that's the typical spell thing, exact. I've yet to see on the reads like "just a splash of lambs blood", or "smear the virgin vag fluid liberally"(he went back to the magazine) it's alway so damn exact, nothing left to interpretation.

(El looked more pissed then any dead person had been since the last suicide bomber got to heaven and found out that the koran never specified the sex of the promised virgins.)

Elguapo> I'm beginning to think your hearts not into this...
TiM>Hey...(his voice becomes very resolute, tim becomes noticable pissed, even though he never looks up from his reading) i've been working my ass off all afternoon. I never knew dismembering took so much out of a person, my back is killing me. all for you and your sissy resurection... so if your not to busy, do me a fav and go fuck yourself.
Unseen Voice> It is true, he worked very hard, he's a good boy.

(El became very confused, and walked closer to tim till he noticed the severed head on the counter next to tim. It was reading a copy of GARDENERS SEMI-WEEKLY that was proped up by a cereal box.)

Zanferbach> you should really be more greatful...(he was reading about lilacs. he really likes lilacs. no relivence. just thought you should know) if i had someone this capable watching my back... well, i might not be decapitated right now.
El> Why is he still alive!
Tim> What? (tim glances up, obviously not listening... he doubled takes between guap and zandi. he stares at the head for a few seconds, allowing time for his brain to collect all neccessary data required for his response.) oh, him... umm well, i just thought... ya know, since there was plenty of blood in the body i didn't think it would be a big deal if i left his head alive... you know, someone to talk to, he knows lots of cool stuff. mainly about lilacs, granted, but somethings that might end up being important at some later point...
El> Your hanging out with a severed vampires head, and yourrr... ok with this, really.
Tim> Ya... since it's such a stretch from spending all my time with a ghost, or wandering the streets brutally murdering people, and kittens, for some reasons lately i've been killing alot of kittens,(he turns a page)
El> I'm starting to become a little concerened,
Tim> It's not that big of a deal, i guess the demons just not much of a cat person...
El> not that, you, i don't no if any mortal mind was ever meant to deal with the images you've consumed recently... and your getting... a little, not normal.
Tim>I'm fine elguapo.
El> no, tim, your not!
Zanfi> He's right you know, this situation is a bit creepy.
Tim>(dropping his magizine to his lap reveiling the "do you please him in bed" quiz he was reading) why are you taking his side!?!
Zanfi> i'm not 'taking' his side, I'm just saying that it isn't healthy for a human brain, and from what i've noticed you weren't all that healthy to begin with.



MEANWHILE NEXTDOOR....
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Marbles> you don't want to do this Blake, please. think about all you have to live for!
Blake> live for... I have nothing to live for. i can't take this anymore.

(allow me to introduce you to everyone, the crying kid with the gun is Blake. The screaming girl infront of him is Marbles. there are a few things you should know to understand this whole situation. Blake came home earlier in the night and found Marbles in bed with another girl, his mother to be exact. Blake, who for some reason found distress in the boinking of his mom by his girl freind lost it, ran screaming from the building and hooked up with his drug dealer who supplied him with enough heroin to send a humpbacked whale into a coma. This was appropriate since Blake generally dealt with his problems by breaking into the aquarium and sedating the marine mammels. he liked to see them all silly. Sadly he was spotted by security and run off before getting his kicks. so he just decided to kill himself instead.)

Blake> how could you do this to me!?!? after everything i've done for you!?!?
Marbles> I'm sorry! just please, blake, for fucks sake put down the gun!
Blake>why should I?!?! i don't want to live like this anymore!!! do you have any idea how many times this has happened to me!?

(Seven. incase you were wondering. his mums had done this to him exactly seven times... that he knew of anyways.)

Blake> you couldn't imagine what i've been through!!!
Marbles> Please, your scaring me, now stop with the unnessacary punctuation and put the gun down!
Blake> i cant... i just... cant loose another girl i love... *sniffle*... to my mother,
Marbles> your not loosing anyone... i love you Blake! what happened earlier was a REALLY big mistake... and i'm not going anywhere. your my entire world baby, i never want to loose you.(her voice becomes calmer, empathetic) you, all of you, even your excessive use of exclamation points.

Blake> oh baby... (Blakes anger fades and his expression softens.)i love you so much!!!

(Blake drops his gun to the floor and opens his arms wide, the two si·mul·ta·neous·ly move forward to imbrace. But this just isn't Blakes night, and a bullet rips through the seperating wall and lodges its self in his right temple, killing him instantly)



BACK AT TIMS...
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(tim lays his gun on the table, retakes his seat, and furiously flips through pages till he finds his unfinished sex quiz.)

El>What the fuck was that all about?(he gives a mild gesture to the freshly made smoking hole in the wall)
Tim>I hate irrelevant scene changes.... ooohh ooo... EL... (tim begins to read the last question from his quiz) if i was a kind of animal, what would it be?(he glances up at El and raises one eyebrow)
El> how about one that shouldn't have access to fire arms...