[Most Recent Entries]
Below are the 14 most recent journal entries recorded in
yet another Johnny the Homicidal Maniac RPG's LiveJournal:
|Saturday, June 23rd, 2007|
Current Mood: cold
|Sunday, November 12th, 2006|
|Friday, May 26th, 2006|
And the truth comes out.
All OOC- So, I think for the summer maybe, I haven't gotten full word from Alex yet, but we may need to find a sub Johnny. *cringe* I don't want that really unless I know they can write well. So, I think it's best that we don't continue until I actually talk to Alex about her maybe mooching off someone in the neighborhood everyonce in awhile. It wouldn't really be mooching though because she's friends withs someone with computer access. But I'm not sure what she'd say. That was my whole dollar of wisdom (oh yes, I said it, DOLLAR!)
|Monday, May 1st, 2006|
(OOC: K new fresh thread!! I feel lost with only one Nny icon to use now...lol since I flipped my LJ theme...hmmm so pay no mind to it. I usually use icons to show mood for my post but in this case blah...lol.)
Devi stood froze in place, here eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape.What the hell just happened now?
she thought to herself. This was familiar...way too familiar. It was the same way she reacted to her own 'voices' It was also the first time she had seen Nny do this. She looked down at the statue now on it's side, slightly dented from Nny's violent looking boot, her eyes went back to him.
She grabbed both his hands tightly bringing them close to her chest.
"What was that...what just happened??"
Her eyes locked on his without moving. She was somewhat scared in two different ways...one being that he was gonna go off on her again, two the unknowing of what just happened and what was said. She was shaking as well, from Nny screaming suddenly and the matter at hand. She could also feel Johnny trembling under her grip.
"Who were you talking to?" Current Mood: calm
|Friday, April 7th, 2006|
I don't think I'm capable of writing sentences without commas...
(OOC-okay, saw the posting, and am starting new post. Makes me feel warm and fuzzy to see my name all over the place.)
Johnny, returning from his trip from the house, found his house once again empty. If he wouldn’t have seen her note laying out in plain view, promising to be back, he might have gone crazy and ran all the way to her apartment screaming, knife in hand.
Or maybe not. Maybe this time he had learned enough ‘manners’ to suit even Nailbunny regarding Devi.
Either way, he really wasn’t sure what to do while he waited. Should he clean? There was too much filth to expect to annihilate in one afternoon, and it wasn’t like she hadn’t seen the general clutter strewn throughout the living room and kitchen. It was a little too late for that.
To comfort himself and to waste some time, he wandered over to the kitchen. Even though Devi had already seen the mountain of unwashed dishes in the sink, there would be no harm in washing them. As he traveled over to his destination, rolling up his black and white striped sleeves as he did so, Johnny noticed a menacing glitter shining up at him from the tiles.
The knife that she had thrown at him, daring him to kill her. He stooped over, picking it up and looking at it, admiring its sharp edge. There was a lot going on right now in her mind, wasn’t there? They seemed to be thinking so alike since he saw her at the bookstore: looking for the same book, having the same forces plague them. It was canny…
Johnny pulled his sleeves back down, resolving to do the dishes later if he remembered. He needed to commit some more thought to this subject at hand. What was it that was bothering Devi? What was it really that was bothering him? Did he even know what he was dealing with? Was he the one who could really help her or would he pull her further into the darkness?
(OOC- I couldn’t think of anything else to write. Sorry.) Current Mood: anxious
|Tuesday, April 4th, 2006|
(OOC: I really need to stop being so lazy and log into the right name...lol. I'm guessing you, Katie are being Tenna? I kinda view Tenna as being uber protective over Devi ya know? I'm guessing you picked up on that.)
Devi stopped about a yard from the door going in her apartment building, she sighed. She wished there was someway she could just slither past Tenna's door and get into her own door without being noticed, get a shower, eat and go back to Johnny's.
"That isn't gonna happen." she said to herself. She fumbled through her pockets for her keys and headed to the door. She entered the long dark hallway of her building and headed up the stairs.
Trying to be as quiet as possible. Maybe she could get past Tenna's door and just leave her a note.
"Ugh, the explaining I'm going to have to do if she spots me."
She turned off the stairwell to her floor and proceeded to her door.
|Thursday, March 23rd, 2006|
OOC- you're asian
(OOC- "You're asian" had nothing to do with this post. Mmmmm...Nirvana...)
Squee woke up surprisingly early that morning. Considering it wasn't a skool day. He slipped out of bed and streched his arms as he yawned the cliche morning sigh. He looked out his window and saw the sun steadily rising above the horizon. Something didn't feel quite right. Maybe it was the late night visitor before his slumber or maybe it was just the fact that for once he didn't have a horrible dream about being auctioned off by aliens. It was an unsettling thought that he deciced to abandon there and then.
He got dressed and walked downstairs, only to see his mother in the same position she was the night before. And the remenents of a sandwich on his father's desk. Maybe one day mom won't be passed out when I wake up.
After he grabbed a glass of milk from the fridge he went back up to his room to contemplate what to do with his day. After staring out his window, watching for signs of movement from nextdoor, he decided what to do. But by the time he had decided over and hour or two had passed. His milk was long since gone. Shmee was still laying peacefully on his bed and for once wasn't talking to Squee and explaining why
he should burn the house down.
After looking out the window for over an hour something moved from inside Johnny's house. Squee's eyes got big as he watched the movement through the crack inbetween the boarded up windows. He couldn't tell who was walking but that quickly was fixed when he saw the front door of Johnny's house open. Johnny very casually walked outside and down the street. This left Squee to wondering when Devi had left (if she did). The unsettling thought that racked his brain the moment he woke up came back. He was a little worried about Devi. The night before he had given Johnny a raw piece of steak for reasons unknown to him. An image of Devi being force-fed raw meat flashed through his mind. He shook away the thought because he didn't want to sleep with another disgusting nightmare. After he saw Johnny's silohette disappear he decided it would be safe to go outside.
He grabbed some fluff from Shmee and stuffed it in his pocket as he went outside to ride his tricycle. As he dragged it ouside the sun shone into his eyes and he squinted wondering why the sun had to be so bright.
(OOC- Oh yeah. Im just that cool. I update while listening to Nirvana, that's how I am. Steal the life that's inside of me. By the way, Squee's one shmert lil kid. He's also the mini-Johnny in training wheels. Don't deny. So ignore the "big-kid" vocabulary. Squee's just that poetic. Deal with it. Mwahaha!)
|Friday, March 17th, 2006|
(OOC: Started a new fresh posting due to crowding. Not sure where I am going with this...I have two options at the moment. And if I have Devi just up and leave...well, due to the lack of players we'd be kinda stumped. And she can't die either..lol. Oi... Lesse...)
Devi sighed heavily and she stopped fumbling through the sink. ..ooooOooo this is gonna be good...
Devi's eyes widened in disgust of it's voice and mockery. "SHUT UP!! SHUT UP!!!" She slammed her fist on the side of the sink. She turned around looking at Johnny. She looked as sad and pitiful as a small animal caught in a storm.
"It's her...she is trying to take me over or something..."
She picked at the rotted wood counter top with her fingernail. Her other hand that had been behind her back fell to her side, it held a knife from the sink. She gazed up, avoiding eye contact with Johnny. Everyone else she told this story too, insisted she was nuts. She wasn't even sure even Johnny would....but if not him then who?
She held out the knife.
"You still want to kill me Nny? I can't do it..." She dropped the knife towards his feet.
She looked so spaced out, yet stern.
"Nothing is gonna take over my body, and I don't know how to stop it, if I can't be in control of myself...I'm better off dead."
(OOC: Eep, I didn't know what else to do here..lol. I'd like to see them both kiss or even hug but then where would we go from there? Hmmmmmmm... Hope you can work something magical with this.) Current Mood: calm
|Thursday, March 9th, 2006|
|Monday, February 27th, 2006|
Here's another thread
(OOC- Hey, I’m typing this out on word first, so if someone already posted, my bad. Sorry that it took so long for this update…)
Johnny ran back to his house, though not as fast as he had getting next door for the medical supplies in the first place. He had no desire to sprain his ankle and then have to use the steak on himself. He forced the pessimistic thoughts in his head to quiet as he threw open the front door. Sure enough, Devi was still sleeping/unconscious, and he had nothing to fear.
He tucked a stray strand of her hair that had come loose from the ponytails behind her ear to get a better look at her earlier wound. It seemed fine, and now he felt stupid about his panic from before. She was good, she didn’t even really need his help. Sheepishly, he put the steak down on the end of the couch and drew away from her. All this contact was making him more than a little bit uncomfortable…
(OOC-sorry so short, I'm short on time. Hopefully, you can work with this, Mysti. ) Current Mood: contemplative
|Friday, February 10th, 2006|
(OOC- So I decided that we needed a new thread because like Mysti said about a week ago, its getting really crowded. When I have to scroll for five million years to find a new post...new thread)
The moment Squee got home from Dragon Books he went up to his room to draw. About an hour later he decided he wanted something to eat before he went to bed. So Squee walked to the kitchen, ignoring his mother sprawled on the couch, he then proceeded to grab what he wanted. A large glass of milk and some cookies. I hope nothing weird happens tonight. Sleep does sound good, but I never seem to be able to catch any.
He walked back to his room, pushing the door open with his shoulder because his tiny hands were full. He put his food down on the floor and turned to shut his door.
(OOC- Yeah, I know, it's short. By the way Alex, the italics go like this <*i>type something without a space between the math symbol<*/i> but dont put in the star. slash points to the right and goes before the i. :) )
|Wednesday, February 1st, 2006|
(OOC: OK this is picking up from where we were, it was getting crowded lol)
Her smile faded from her face after Johnny spoke. She glanced down at the small child then back to Nny.
"Yes...I guess you have to." She adjusted her coat nervously and slowly brushed past Johnny. As she did the soft breeze blew a scent off him.Candy...no wait...cherries, he smells like candy like cherries.
She smiled a little to herself, she re-called this scent from their first and only date. She stopped in her tracks as more memories entered her mind. How they sat on his car staring at the stars and the city lights below. Maybe she was crazy for what she was about to say and do, but something was telling her to.
She turned around and puffed her chest out in her usual "I'm trying to act brave" stance.
"But! You can at least...walk me home, it's getting dark."
She felt a shiver run up her spine.Did I actually just ask him to walk me home??
She swallowed hard but kept a determined expression on her face.
|Friday, January 27th, 2006|
I fixed up the info page a lil bit while I had some free time. Let me know what ya think! Current Mood: artistic
|Wednesday, January 11th, 2006|
The sky was overcast but not that depressing kind of dreary. A cool breeze whipped around the bottom of her dark coat. Devi D. was venturing outdoors by herself, this would be her third attempt to make it further than the end of her sidewalk.
"Third times a charm right Devi?" she asked herself aloud. She wound the street corner and stopped at the crosswalk. Once the little flashing sign gave the go she crossed. her eyes continued to dart left and right. Her nerves were still so shot from 'him' She couldn't help but wonder though, what ever happened to him, if he even still lived in that old, broken down house.
She kicked an empty cherry brainfreezy cup across the walkway, knocking it into the gutter.
If only Johnny would have been normal, he would have been perfect. She tugged her coat tighter around herself and she turned into her old workplace "Dragon Books", hoping to find a copy of the new "Art of The Mind" book.
(OOC: Sorry for this being so short...I'm kinda sick today...but it gets the ball rolling) Current Mood: determined