I haven't really touched my computer much recently which I suppose is a good thing. Though I feel bad because I'm getting behind on reading journals and keeping up with general deviantart stuff. BUT this does not mean I have not been up to stuff. I still have stories that are developing in the bear trap that is my mind. And I've been drawing more :3
I blame this story we read in english. There's a creeper-tastic character named "Arnold Friend"...well that's what he says his name is. But anyway...he's in his 30s, kinda short, Wears reflective glasses, has a sidekick named Ellie, Drives a gold painted jalopy with his name on it, and his first line is "I'm gonna get you, baby." to Connie who is the 15 year old he's all creeper-tastic about. He's a freak and a pedo but for some reason I love him. He's more amusing than normal people. Also, there's a real shock in this story...HE WINS. That's right! The creep wins for once. That NEVER happens. It made me laugh but then have to cover it up because the man's a creeper monkey in his thirties who's stalks a 15 year old...then again Connie is a self-centered, naive, girl so the hell with her...
ALSO! I watched part one of Alice on SyFy. I LOVE Hatter because he's absolutely adorable. :3 Also...when Tim Curry was around I was all OMG CURRY <3
But anyways...I decorated the tree on saturday which was awesome because it started to snow which was awesome. My buddy Marlena and i watched a moie called Waking Life which is all philsophical and junk. Made my head hurt and it made me think. I liked it. It was also a really funny coincidence because my graphic arts teacher had mentioned that movie on Friday to me specifically. It's animated...well animated over life action. Look..it's hard to explain but awesome. I also watched The Birdcage whicch is the American version of La Cage Aux Folles which I watched in French class. It was fun to see differences and similarities.
I stood about at the live nativity at church because I was dragged there...well there were live animals and some friends were there and I stole some of my friends giant loaf of sour dough bread. Also, got hot chocolate. Good times...and then I got pizza. FUN.
So yeah...it's been good.
Peace, Love, Pete Townshend, and Hatter
it's a hatter! --> <--Found it on DA
Like a wolf would stalk its prey, so Kevin would stalk the crowd, searching for his own variety of prey. This was a ritual that the guard was used to, having done it many nights before. The man would pick out the most desperate of his cousin, Tommy’s, groupies and use their desperation to his advantage. He could tell the weak ones by how they sat in their chairs and how they watched Tommy perform. Kevin had witnessed it enough times and could pick girls out with skill, and it was one of his favorite games. Many of these girls were so incredibly desperate that they would kill for the chance to have any connection to the Pinball Wizard, and Kevin could provide just that. Being a cousin as well as a head guard counted as a connection didn’t it? When Kevin thought about it he could never see himself actually committing himself to any of these girls long term and that suited him just fine. Besides, he knew these girls’ hearts were really with Tommy and not with the guard, but still, sex was sex after all and he tried not to let the thought bother him. Besides, this game wasn’t about feelings. It was about the prize at the end of the night.
Kevin moved through the crowd skillfully, walking past people without so much as bumping shoulders. Dark brown eyes scanning the crowd. His eyes fell on one girl who fit into the mold that Kevin was using for his purposes. She was at the end of her seat, and her eyes were focused on the stage as if there was some string holding her head in place. After assessing the girl for the proper amount of desperation, Kevin began to assess actual looks. She was a brunette, not too tall, not too short, and picture perfect for Kevin’s plans. An almost predatory smile came on his face as he took the empty seat next to the girl. Its occupant had left for the restroom but a second earlier. He tapped the girl on the shoulder, but she did not turn around.
Not to be put off so easily, Kevin leaned closer to the girl and said rather loudly in her ear, “Excuse me miss, I couldn’t help noticing how intently you were watching my cousin.” The girl turned her head reluctantly from the stage.
“Oh, yes…well, I…” she began, squinting a bit to get a good look at the man who was addressing her. It was darker down in the seats than gazing up at the stage. As her eyes adjusted to the change they widened in surprise. “OH MY GOD!” she exclaimed! It took a lot of self control for Kevin to hold back a laugh. “You’re Tommy’s cousin! The guard! Kevin! Oh wow! I’m so sorry. I can’t believe this!” Kevin actually laughed now. He’d been right in his prediction. This girl, whoever she was, was one of the more obsessed of Tommy’s fans. She knew who Kevin was for one thing. She absolutely reeked of desperation, and Kevin loved it.
Grinning, he tried to sound as modest as he could, saying, “I’m nothin’ special. Just another guard.”
“But you’re not! You’re not just another guard!” the girl seemed to gush. “You know Tommy! You’re his COUSIN! I can’t believe I’m meeting you!” Kevin couldn’t get a word in edgewise with this girl. He didn’t really mind though. Her chatter was funny enough for now. “My name’s Jess,” the girl finally blurted out.
“And you already know my name,” Kevin grinned, preparing to move in for the kill. “You know…” he began, reciting the little speech he’d used so many times before. “I’d really love it if I could see you after the show. Show you around back stage perhaps.” Jess’s eyes grew wide with surprise, but Kevin could also see a bit of interest. There was still a good chance that this would work. “I’d love to have someone to talk to. It’s awful lonely being on the road all the time...You’d like to keep me company wouldn’t you?” He put on as pathetic a face as his features would allow. Jess seemed to be contemplating this. Kevin could tell she knew all that his request entailed. God knows he did. Feeling slightly impatient Kevin quickly added what he was sure would help the girl make up her mind. “And who knows…we might even see Tommy.”
Those must have been the magic words because immediately Jess’s head was nodding frantically, the enthusiasm and excitement back on her face. “Oh yes! I mean…of course I will.”
“Good,” Kevin replied, sounding overly confident. He leaned over so he could whisper in the girl’s ear, “I look forward to it.” In the light of the stage he could see Jess’s face turn red in a blush. She turned to the blonde next to her, and Kevin took that as his cue to get up. He didn’t need to here her blabbering on about what had just happened to her friend. He’d heard it more than enough times anyway. In fact he could probably reenact it if he really wanted to. He didn’t want to.
Kevin waited patiently for the show to end, standing on the edge of the crowd looking as imposing and intimidating as his job required. Every so often he’d cast a glance over in Jess’s direction to make sure she was still there. If she wasn’t there he would have to go find another girl. Easy enough, but a pain now that he was looking forward to a specific girl. Finally, people started to trickle out as the show concluded, excitement still tangible in the air, and Kevin spied Jess sitting, nervously, in her seat. He made his way over to her, tapping her on the shoulder as he had earlier.
“What? Thought I’d forgotten you?” the guard laughed. Jess shook her head no, but looking clearly relieved. Kevin offered her his hand and helped her up out of her seat. “Let the tour begin.” He showed her all around the stage, and back stage, pointing out every last thing, playing to role of tour guide perfectly. Tommy was no where to be found. Probably off doing some interview, Kevin figured. Some of the crew looked up at the two, Kevin and Jess, as they passed and could only shake their heads. They knew of the head guard’s antics, but had given up on trying to get him to stop long ago.
Noticing this Jess asked, “What’s up with them?”
“Probably just jealous is all,” Kevin lied, coating his voice with a flattering tone. “Any of them would kill to have a lovely girl such as yourself hanging around with them.” Jess blushed even redder than before, holding on tighter to the man’s hand. Kevin could feel ultimate victory at his “game” drawing near.
Eventually the pair arrived at a door, leading to an actor’s vacant room. Kevin opened the door, holding it open for Jess like any true gentleman would, and followed after, locking the door behind him. The predatory look came back onto his face as he eyed the girl who had taken a seat on a couch that was in the room. He took a seat beside her, removing his guard cap. Kevin momentarily fussed with his hair which always looked funny after wearing the ridiculous hat for any period of time. “Sorry I couldn’t get you to see Tommy,” he sighed, putting on his best show to date.
“Oh no, it’s alright,” Jess smiled. “That was fun.”
“That’s good,” Kevin replied. “I’ve been a real gentleman haven’t I?”
“Yes, you certainly have…” Jess said, suddenly looking down at her feet as if something really interesting was on them.
“I think I deserve a little something for my efforts…” the guard grinned, pulling Jess close to him and using his free hand to take the girl’s chin and turn her face to his, though gently as not to frighten or hurt her. His brown eyes met her hazel ones and he could see no resistance in those eyes, and he kissed her. Jess kissed back and moved closer to the guard.
Hands had minds of their own and groped and tugged at and clothing they found, working impatiently and clumsily to remove it. Jess moaned as Kevin’s more skilled, practiced, hand moved sensuously down her back. Kevin’s instincts had put him on auto-pilot as his hips grinded in sync with Jess’s. A victorious smirk crossed his face as he found the girl’s sweet spot, just below her collarbone on the left, which caused her to moan in the most satisfying fashion.
Jess’s moans grew louder as Kevin fondled her breasts, and it made her want to call out…and she did.
“Mmmm…” It started as a soft moan but then formed into a name. “Oh….Tommy!” Jess blurted out not even realizing what she’d said. Kevin instantly froze, instincts overcome with a sudden, new, feeling. Resentment. He was well aware that he wasn’t exactly one of these girls’ ultimate fantasies on these adventures of his but to hear it spoken aloud made his skin crawl. He didn’t move until he heard the girl’s voice come again. “Something wrong?” Jess asked, still unaware of her slip.
“No, my girl…” Kevin replied, continuing where he left off and speaking between kisses. “But I do think our time is up,” he continued flatly, placing a kiss on Jess’s neck.
Finally, understanding what had happened the girl shook her head, hair messed up by wandering hands falling in front of her face. “Oh no…I didn’t mean that. I just-“
“I know, I know,” the guard interrupted, wrapping his arms around Jess’s waist, holding on tightly. “Don’t you worry.” He made his voice as comforting as he could.
“Then…you’re not mad?” Kevin shook his head “no”, but began to stand up, still holding Jess up to him as he headed for the door. “Huh? What are you doing?” The brunette asked, eyes widening in surprise and squirming unsuccessfully to release herself from the man's hold.
“Why….I’m showing you the way out,” the guard stated dryly, as he used one hand to unlock the door while the other restrained Jess.
“Oh no! Don’t do that! I’m sorry! I really am! Can’t we just try again?” the girl pleaded.
Kevin turned his head away from the door and stared at the girl. Though his face was stoic, his brown eyes were brimming with anger. A crooked smile worked its way onto his face as he brought it close to Jess’s. “So sorry,” he said, voice filled with fake remorse, and tilting his head ever so slightly as if he was going to kiss the girl ,but as his lips brushed hers his face became stony again, and all the remorse completely leaving any part of him. The anger was no longer veiled in his voice as he concluded, “But, no.”
Moving quicker than Jess thought possible he opened the door, dropped her flat on her rump, and closed the door with an angry slam. Leaving her there to sit on the cold back stage floor in her undies. Staring up at the door confused and speechless as the stagehands just shook their heads and sighed.