Drown Me In Bullshit [ Willy was supposed to be going east. Road trip, broadened horizons, the whole nine, except the bright sunshine and open road gave way to fog and drizzle, and then his car stalled and he couldn't get it running again. So he started walking, in the rain, and the fucking cold, and everything else, but it didn't get any better. He just got soaked, which made him increasingly annoyed.
And then there was a little girl. Well, dreams about a little girl, and then she started following him around. He wasn't necessarily a paranoid type of person, but it started unnerving him, putting him on edge. ]
I've seen Poltergeist. Don't come any closer, you creepy fucking kid.
[ Yes. Yes he will start running if she moves closer, extremely undignified and ridiculous; THIS WHOLE THING IS SUPER MESSED UP OKAY. ]
I'm on a Boat [ William is just lucky he made it onto the ship, honestly. Yes, he's supposed to be there, it's kind of obligatory for staff, but considering he's drunk more than he's not, and not especially great at actually working, far more likely to be found sleeping off the previous night's revelry than making sure the guests are taken care of, it's not necessarily altogether helpful.
One night, he finds himself staring off over the railing, and there's...something out there. Something ominous, and slithering, something that saddles him with lingering unease and paranoia, which really only makes him drink more. Helpful. But he tries to be; he tries to tell the rest of the staff, and the passengers, mumbles about it whether or not it seems important or relevant. ]
Stay away from the ledge, there's somethin'...there's somethin' out there.
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[ Willy was supposed to be going east. Road trip, broadened horizons, the whole nine, except the bright sunshine and open road gave way to fog and drizzle, and then his car stalled and he couldn't get it running again. So he started walking, in the rain, and the fucking cold, and everything else, but it didn't get any better. He just got soaked, which made him increasingly annoyed.
And then there was a little girl. Well, dreams about a little girl, and then she started following him around. He wasn't necessarily a paranoid type of person, but it started unnerving him, putting him on edge. ]
I've seen Poltergeist. Don't come any closer, you creepy fucking kid.
[ Yes. Yes he will start running if she moves closer, extremely undignified and ridiculous; THIS WHOLE THING IS SUPER MESSED UP OKAY. ]
I'm on a Boat
[ William is just lucky he made it onto the ship, honestly. Yes, he's supposed to be there, it's kind of obligatory for staff, but considering he's drunk more than he's not, and not especially great at actually working, far more likely to be found sleeping off the previous night's revelry than making sure the guests are taken care of, it's not necessarily altogether helpful.
One night, he finds himself staring off over the railing, and there's...something out there. Something ominous, and slithering, something that saddles him with lingering unease and paranoia, which really only makes him drink more. Helpful. But he tries to be; he tries to tell the rest of the staff, and the passengers, mumbles about it whether or not it seems important or relevant. ]
Stay away from the ledge, there's somethin'...there's somethin' out there.