Jenediah's Kismet - Definitions -

After publishing a few episodes, I find it irresponsible not to define a few words and terms that were used for the mentioned chapters. So here you go =)

Enigma : something mysterious: something that baffles understanding and cannot be explained; "how it got out is a mystery"; "it remains one of nature's secrets".


Eidolons: The Summoner (sometimes referred to in English localizations as Caller)


The Vitruvian Man: The Vitruvian Man is a world renowned drawing with accompanying notes created by Leonardo da Vinci around the year 1492 as recorded in one of his journals. It depicts a nude male figure in two superimposed positions with his arms and legs apart and simultaneously inscribed in a circle and square. The drawing and text are sometimes called the Canon of Proportions or, less often, Proportions of Man. It is stored in the Gallerie dell'Accademia in Venice, Italy, but is only displayed on special occasions.^[1][2]

The Horned Star: Originated from the usual five pointed star with one of it's points facing upward which was used during the period of Christ as a symbol of worship towards the Father, the horned star is a mockery towards the five pointed star, turned upside down with an outlining circling it, depicting the ruling of Satan over Christ and the Father. This star is also known better by the occult as The Devil's Star.


Succubus:

The succubus is characterized as a female counterpart of the incubus. The core of this belief is said to stem from the legend in Jewish folklore of a demon named Lilith. In later Jewish literature, Lilith is identified as Adam's first wife who ran from him instead of acting as his subservient. Following, God sent three angels to bring her back to Adam. If she refused, one of her children would be killed each day. ...
www.georgiasouthern.edu/~dougt/goth.html

A female demon who would visit men at night and engage in sexual activity. This belief was commonly held during the late Middle Ages and Renaissance. There were also male demons, called incubi who were believed to visit women.
www.religioustolerance.org/gl_s1.htm

Genocide:

Deliberate and systematic destruction of a racial, political, or cultural group.
library.thinkquest.org/13915/gather/glossary.htm

A systematic attempt to annihilate a racial group or nation. The word was first used in 1944.
www.bl.uk/services/learning/curriculum/voices/refglos.html


Now that I am done with the usual formalities, I shall thence continue to post up a few more slangs used by my daily group. Note : This is for people reading this blog that may not understand a few slangs used. Though I think there is only one slang that I could record that needs proper translation.


"StunTED for 10 seconds" : Not sure about the backgrounds of where this term first came from: whom, when, and where was it first used. But this was used every now and then by us especially by Koon Teng or Chin Huei to regard to someone who became dumbfounded and outright stoned after getting banged by one of us or hearing something stupid from the latter

Jenediah's Kismet : Chapter 3 - Return to Innocence -

*Chin Huei woke up to a very desolate and unfamiliar place. A thousand nerves at the back of his head cried out in pain as though he was knocked by something blunt and hard. He wanted to reach for that part of his head that is stinging the wits out of him, but as he did so, he realized he was bound to the ground by iron chains that had razor sharp edges at the inner cuff links. The inner cuff links were designed as such that if a victim bound to it were to struggle or move as to even more than an inch of it's original bound position, that particular limb would be severed right off of him. Stretch out into a position which mimics the likes of 'The Vitruvian Man' made by Leonardo Da Vincci, Chin Huei though it is best to just stay put and thank God that unlike 'The Vitruvian Man' , Chin Huei still had his clothes on. A brief inspection made Chin Huei realise that although the position in which he was bound was the same as the likes of Da Vincci's artwork, the circles in which surrounds him is somehow more sinister. It is a well drawn parabolic circle that has lines that stretches out from five points all in the same angle as each other. In seeing that the lines are co-joined to one another, Chin Huei realised that this is no mimic of The Vitruvian Man for it contains something more diabolical in it. He then whispered to himself, "The Horned Star . . . . . "

????: Very wise of you Chin Huei, it seems there is more inside you than meets the eye. Tsk tsk tsk, what a wasted soul. Too bad I picked you first other than the rest.

CH: Wha?! dude whats happening man? eh help me take these chains off, and where the fuck are we?

????: Relax Chin Huei, the more you struggle the more you will appease to the devils inside you and the devils beneat.

CH: What in the !@##@$#@$!@#@#%$#%!!@##@#$!@#!@#(censored) are you talking about? stop fooling around and help me out la! I swear to God the moment I am free I'll fucking pwn you!

????: Hoho take it easy my friend, God would not answer you're prayers from here, this place is a place even a great and mighty being such as God would not dare enter.

CH: TIU LEI MEH?! Your brain masuk air arh?! RELEASE ME!!!!

????: *sigh* well I do wish I still have the time to chat my friend. But it seems the ritual is about to begin. Do enjoy the company of my . . . . "dogs", they may be real ghastly looking from the outside, but don't worry, you'll find out soon that they bite WORST than how they look *grins*

CH: WAIT! WHATS HAPPENiNG?! WTF?! WHAT ARE THOSE THINGS?! YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME HERE?!?! LIKE THAT CALL BROTHER La?! NO!!! WAIT!! DON'T!! JENEDIAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*


Abel woke up startled from a horrifying dream, he quickly surveys his surroundings and a wave of ease came upon him the moment he registered in his mind again that he is in Thim Zing's car.

TZ: You alright? You were murmuring something, nightmare huh?

Abel: *groans* gawd.. yeah, haven't been sleeping for the past few days.

TZ: Are the dreams to blame for you not being able to sleep?

Abel: I don't know, I know I'm sadistic at times but what I dream of is too, horrid? I don't know, I'm not sure myself. Words can't describe what I see

TZ: Relax, it must be the Genocide research paper that you're working on that is stressing you out so badly. Seriously, even a mentally strong researcher once went mad researching and investigating on each individual cases of mass murder. You're doing a whole compilation of every single case ever recorded in history, all those gore images must be the reason why you're so disturbed now.

Abel: I don't know man, I keep thinking that my dreams are somehow connected to the event that just took place. It gives me the hibbie jibbies.

TZ: Well we'll find out sooner or later bro, time will reveal and heal everything.

Abel: You're starting to sound like some witch-doctor now.... Anyways screw that, are we there yet?

TZ: Yeah we are, push you're seat back up man.. it's time to save yo' chick!

Abel: A'ight, I dig that *smiles* let's go

Thim Zing pulled over to the side of the road as they reached the residence of Abel's beloved. Abel was quick to get out of the car, as if he was a little young boy that just got off bed and is thrilled to face the day with a fully charged battery. Thim Zing was marvelled at how Abel could be so dead at one moment then energetic the other. Thim Zing threaded lightly towards the gate of Yin Shi's house where Abel was already standing, as if knowing something has gone wrong.

Thim Zing: So.... do we ring or----

Thim Zing's words were cut short when Abel climbed over the electric gate and hurdled himself over to the other side. Upon landing, Abel quickly ventured over to the front door of the house. Thim Zing on the other hand, took his sweet time as he was rather indecisive on his instincts. *Am I breaking in or what?.. hmm.. screw it.. I already broke into Abel's house... what difference would this make ? * He climbed over and approached Abel who seems to be stoning at the gate holding something in his hands.

Abel: The alarm...... my girlfriend's house has an alarm system just like yours,it's wired all the way to her parent's room, any kind of entry through this door would trigger it, and here it is... broken...

Thim Zing: Hey, relax.. maybe we would ---

Yet again Abel cut Thim's words short as Abel hastily made his way through the door and into the house searching for Yin Shi. Rather annoyed, he chose to just brush it and try to understand what is going through Abel's mind right now. He stepped into the house with caution and quickly took a glance over his surroundings. What he saw after he entered sent horrid blistering chills down his spine. Blood, splattered all over the living room portraying words of yet again, an unknown tongue or dialect. The house seemed alright from the outside but the interior was all but ravaged.

Abel: Hebrew, the words painted on these walls are the old nearly forgotten Hebrew language. On this part of the wall, it states . . . . " Thy bearer of all creation hath forsaken thee"

TZ: You know Hebrew?

Abel: No... but I've seen this scripture before in one of the books of the Cult.

TZ: Well whatever it is we better search for her.

Abel: Indeed.

Thim Zing is appalled by Abel's behavior the moment he arrived to Yin's place. He is energetic yet quiet, quick yet stoned, intellectual yet somehow redundant which of course is very unlikely of him. Thim Zing then volunteered to search at the back of the house as Abel proceeded upstairs. After a thorough search of the place Thim concluded that there was no sign of foul play or intrusion over here, it was then when he heard Abel screaming at the top of his lungs.

Abel: THIM!!!!!!!!!!!! HERE!!! NOW!!!!!

Thim ran upstairs as quick as he can. When he got to the top, what he saw was enough to send even an experienced and hardy man like him into a state of shock and awe.

To be continued.

Jenediah's Kismet : Chapter 2 - 13 Missed Calls -

The time is now 4am in the morning and even the streets of SS15 which is always packed with people is now nothing more than a lone filled gravel path which stretches on into eternity, only the most hardcore gamers, nocturnal venturers and bored to death college students dying to go out would be still hanging out at this area around this time. This busy and bustling section of Subang is centered around many housing estates which are more commonly known by their respective sections, SS14, SS12, SS10 or better known as Subang Parade and last but not least, SS 17. This housing area is no more different in comparison to any other sections in terms of lifeless streets and confusing alleyways which branches on and on to many more neighborhoods in the wee hours of the morning. But somewhere along the confusing alleyways and intersection sits a house where great evil lurks.

This house sits at a corner of a street in 17. Mellow orange paint is colored to the front exterior walls of this house, the gate painted with a dark solid green which bears a big symbol of the 'Masonry'. The house is dead silent and as dark as the void of a black hole, distant plops of water droplets could be heard coming from a leaking tap upstairs while everything else would've seem to have been abandoned had not the phone rang. Over the hallways of the 1st floor where the rings have been coming from, one could see that there is actually life in this house through the evidence of light protruding from the little cracks at the bottom of a wooden door. Having said that, comes the end of this boring and draggy introduction meant to bore the lights out of every living being.

The rings of Abel's hand phone which seems to go on forever is left unanswered, sitting stagnant on the desk of his computer table right next to him. He isn't the kind of guy that would leave his calls unattended but a prior event had left him blasting his headphones away to hard-rock genres with the likes of Breaking Benjamin, making it impossible for him to even hardly notice that his phone was going bananas. Looking like a train wreck, his eye lids are looking as though they are at the edge of crashing down towards the other end while his eye bags are so huge they would make no difference when compared to a bump in the road, even the color of the eye bags are solid black and his face as pale as a ghost. This is what he would call "A masterpiece of art created using nothing but lack of sleep for 5 days running and fueled by unlimited cans of coke ". Finally giving in to his fatigue, he shut his computer down and took off his headphones.

Abel : Gawdddd, finally I'm done with this screwed ass assignments....

?!?!?: Good, then we can finally play... *giggles*

That voice came from inside the room where he was, it originated from behind him just as he was about to get off the comp, he stoned and right at that moment tons of voices and thoughts filled his mind. As if like how his friends would put it, Abel is as of that moment "StunTED for 10 seconds". Finally he came up with a simple logical conclusion to sum up the strange phenomenon that had just occurred.

Abel: How could you be here babe, you won't even wanna see me now that you're mad at me. I'm just imagining shit. *sigh* I should really get some rest, my mind's fucked.

?!?!?: But I am here sweetie. Right beside you.. *grins*

Abel: B... Ba..BA....bA.... Babe?? Whaa???

Yin?!: Hehehehe, ba ba black sheep?

Abel: no..... what are you doing here?? Aren't you...

Yin?!: Mad? hehe no silly why would i be? just 'cuz we fought? *smiles devilishly*

Sitting on Abel's bed whom he swears with all his heart is his beloved girlfriend, but something is different with her tonight. First of all she isn't even allowed to go out in the wee hours of the morning let alone be in his house. How could she have gotten in without him noticing? Was he that blur and ignorant? Though every part of her remains exactly the same. Somehow she was behaving strangely, as though the naughty side of her has came out to play. Abel then approached her inch by inch inspecting every part of her, also of course keeping his mind as straight and awake as possible. After a thorough inspection of her, using EYES ONLY of course Abel concluded that it is her but.... one part about her gave abel the creeps, the evil devilish goth grin.

Abel: You hate being emo, why are u...

Yin?!: Aww since you look so emo thats why I followed sayang. Why? Don't believe this is me? come here.....

Abel just hates being interrupted and of all people he knows his own girlfriend knows that best. Finally as though the coke he drank half an hour earlier prior to whats happening now finally gave him a kick in the mind, he noticed that his so called beloved sweetheart is taller than him. Not wanting to know who this abomination actually was, and also not wanting to let the 'thing' know that Abel has already blown it's cover, Abel kept his cool, he also realizes by now that he was shivering, as though he is face to face with a visible ghost.

Abel: I don't wanna sound draggy cause I know you hate it when i ask too much but.. you're not what I think you are... Are you?

Yin?!: Why sweetie... I can be anything you want... anything *giggles*

Abel: Thats it, it's either I'm fucking dreaming or you're a fucking morphling.

Yin?!: Heheehehe, how could I be a morphling? sweet, you're playing too much DotA

Abel: YOU OF ALL PEOPLE KNOW I STOPPED THAT A LONG TIME AGO!!! AND HOW IN THE WORLD DO YOU KNOW WHATS A MORPHLING WHEN YOU'VE NEVER TOUCHED DOTA?!?!?!

Yin?!: Oh boy, like how you petty scums would put it in your lowly slangs, KANTOI!!!! *cackles*

Abel: By the light SCREW YOU!!!!!

Just as the apparition or what Koon Teng calls it as Enigma was about to charge towards Abel, the doors burst open and a beam of bright light filtered the dim room making the Enigma flee. Screeching and cursing in an unknown tongue, it left behind a trail of darkness leading out through the window and on to the grounds of the floor beneath,continuing all the way towards the back alley.

Thim Zing: Bro, you okay? Are you hurt?

Abel: No.... but that thing, is it a..

Thim Zing: Succubus? Not likely but it is an abomination of evil if thats what you're thinking, it manifested using the hatred and the evil side of your girlfriend's mind, thats why it took the shape of your girlfriend. That thing is called an Enigma.

Abel: So I'm guessing, if it manifested, it must be a summoned creature of someone. If thats the puppet, then whose the Eidolon?

Thim Zing: As of now we don't know.. but you gotta come with us Abel, you better thank God that the thing never transported you into the Nether. Otherwise you would be fucked and it would be hard to get you outta there, like what happened to Eugene and Yao Rong.

Abel: WhA?! You mean their victimized too?! Wait, are they alright?! SHIT... IF THAT THING WAS SUMMONED USING MY GIRLFRIEND.. THEN WHERE IS SHE?!?! I GOTTA FIND HER!!!

Thim Zing: Relax, Yao Rong and Eugene is alright now, they tried calling you to warn you, but you somehow weren't picking up so they feared the worst. Their still shaken badly, thats why i came. As for your girlfriend we'll leave to find her if you want, we'll get to her as soon as you're ready.

Abel: thanks, this is a good day for a bad thing to happen. Look, it's even 4.44am now.

Thim Zing: I may not be superstitious but I guess I have to agree with you somewhat about all these events occurring today on the 13th of the month. And to think that it's Friday.

Abel: Okay besides that, what is that white light that you used to save my ass?

Thim Zing: The SonyEricsson's Handphone's Flashlight, the one which i borrowed from Yao Rong.

Abel: . . . . . . .

Thim Zing: Relax, i'm trying to cheer you up.

Abel: I know.. let's go, let me pick up me stuff first.
Abel picked up his essentials, especially his handphone. He checked it and weird enough, it is written there, 13 missed calls, 4.44am 13th of June. Even though he was still traumatized, he soon gain back his composure and grinned.

Abel: Fucking Eugene, even at times like this he still wants to jynx me by calling me 13 times.

To be continued,
PS: Sorry for the long post, a week's break from writing made me a little draggy and boring. Don't blame me, blame the assignments for making me so boring.

Jenediah's Kismet : Chapter 1 - The Chase -

The rain had only just stopped pouring over the polluted skies of Sunway on that weird evening. Cold winds brought along by the rain swept through the streets like a chilling breeze which seems to whisper death in it's wake, and truthful enough death does seem to be near. At least that is the case in Eugene's mind. He came to find for a friend to push around, he came driven by a peer of his that goes back to the time when they were still bummers. But now all he finds in front of him is something that seems rather familiar yet distant, never in his entire life would he even thought till this day that he would see what he sees standing in front of his miserable lonely squint-like eyes.

Ronny : Run? Then my car how? Ciao with the car la...

Eugene : You think there is time to step in the car ? What is he gonna let us just waltz to the car?.. now, on 3, just like CS, we run backwards, don't argue with me.


Ronny : So you're the genius la now? all my life I've never listened to you. What makes you think I would start now?

Eugene : LISTEN TO ME!!! NOW!!!!!

Staring and grinning down at them as they were arguing is what seems to be an apparition, 7 foot tall, draped in black hooded cloth which was once used by Cult of Apothecaries back at the era when the Roman Empire was nearly the ruler of all the civilized lands of the earth. Usually, when someone even of this size were to wear something as ridiculous as this would be laughed upon by the likes of Ronny and Eugene, but this was no laughing matter to anyone of them. This is because that 7 foot giant standing in front of them bears the exact same face and features of Eugene, the only difference which separates that thing when compared to Eugene is the fact that the 'thing' is looking ridiculously scary with the black hooded apparel, giving away the most sinister smile the both of them had ever seen in their entire life and also the fact that the 'thing' was at least a foot taller than Eugene.

Ronny : Why is this fucker scaring you for? You don't look at the mirror when you wake up wan ark? Your face that scary is it? He looks just like you, he may even be your long lost twin la.

Eugene: AiyoooJorjorjorjoRJOjor, I can swear to you on my own fucking grave I have no such twin! Why are we arguing now? Why must you always fucking correct me and argue even at times like this?! RONNY PLEASE!! Chin Huei is missing and this fucker is here out of nowhere! there must be something thats fucked up! CIAO!!!

Ronny : Well maybe theres an explanatio-.......

Before Ronny could complete his sentence, Eugene's fears were realized as the apparition came after them with a scythe that was drawn almost as if out of the darkness. The 'thing' went lashing at Ronny first, but due to years the of experience dodging basketballs and even cigarette smoke that was blown out by his friend's for fear of dying after inhaling second hand smoke, he evaded the scythe that was swung down at him with relative ease. Eugene too quickly grabbed Ronny's hand and ran out Chin Huey's porch to the neighborhood streets of Sunway. Though now somehow the streets seemed abandoned and worn out, the buildings around them looks as if they've been blasted and torn down into pieces, only rubbles remain of Chin Huei's house as they looked back while running. Eugene felt a great chill ran down his spine as he looked at the destruction and the desolate scenery around him, for as he was realizing the more differences around him a thought inside him came to be evermore true " Is this hell? ". Ronny however seems to not be taking notice of squat about the turn of events surrounding him.

Ronny : Fucker... the fella old school balls... people use parang he go and use that grass cutter thing to chop me.. how can he chop me?!?! I AM PRO WEIH!!! FOOO!!! *shows his superman hand pose while running *

Eugene : SHUT UP!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE STILL JOKING AT A TIME LIKE THIS!!!

Ronny : CHILL LA!!! I'M SCARED ALSO WEIH!!! BUT YOU MUST CHILL!!! WHATS THE STRESS!!! BE LIKE ME RONNY!!! LEARN HOW TO MANAGE STRESS!!!!

Eugene : DIAM AR!!! WHERES THAT THING?!

Ronny : You mean you're long lost brother? Behind us la! that fella can run weih!

Eugene : He is not even running! I don't see his legs!

Ronny : Oh aren't you the smart one... His cloak so long you see cock meh?!

Eugene : DUCK!!!!!!

Ronny : WHAT?!

Eugene had no time to respond to Ronny's ignorance and jumped over to him, pushing him down to the gravel floor along with himself, right at that moment the 'thing' pounced over them slashing twice, Ronny would've been dead had Eugene not pushed him on to the ground and ducked with him. Eugene is now in deep denial, not sure why in the world is there a 'clone' of him and why he is at Chin Huei's house to begin with, the clone is also attacking them like a wraith from the nether, he has no clue what has happened to Chin Huei or where he is and Eugene is now also afraid of getting him and his good buddy killed. To make matters worst, Ronny's slumber attitude towards this life and death situation.

Ronny : You say duck... i thought you were saying the animal kind of "duck"

Eugene : SCREW YOU!!! YOU WANNA DIE YOUNG IS IT?!?!

Ronny : Instead of bombarding me with continuous assaults of words, why don't you figure out a way of getting this 'thing' or brother of yours to stop chasing us! It's not like I murdered his mum! or in this case... your mum!

Eugene : I'M THINKING I'M THINKING.

Ronny : Here he comes again.. RUN!!!

The apparition now flies down towards them from the sky like a vengeful spirit who is after them for the sake of killing, as it approaches Eugene and Ronny sprawled on the ground, it draws it's scythe back to one side of it's waist for maximum strength and momentum. At this time, Eugene and Ronny can't help but think to themselves whether this is really gonna be the end of them. A thought crossed Ronny's mind saying how ridiculous it would be if he were to die to something he doesn't even really believe in. "Ghosts... " he says, " I'm gonna die to a freaking ghost!!! " . He then shuts his eyes, as if accepting the inevitable.


*BANG!!!!! *

Ronny and Eugene didn't know what happened or where the explosion of what seems to be a burst of gunshot which was fired , all they know is that right after that shot was fired, a deafening screech filled the quiet streets of Sunway. The screech was so unbearable that their eardrums was almost about to pop like a champagne cork. Just as it gets too much to bear, the screech was gone, and everything was quiet once again. The both of them opened their eyes and surveyed their surroundings, everything was back to normal again. The houses are now in their original inhabited state, the road is back to their original blackish gray condition and the desolate scenery around them has returned to it's latter aura of polluted Sunway.


Ronny : God... my brain was about to pop into mince meat . .

Eugene : What happened? whe... where is that thin-...


Before Eugene could finish his sentence and get up from his sprawled condition, he saw someone's hand motioned towards him, gesturing him to grab it and stand up. Then a voice said. " That thing is an Enigma of you Eugene. Those kind of things are called Enigmas ". Eugene then stood up after being helped by that man and as he regains his composure again, he saw a big figured, well postured man standing in front of him, holding in his arms the weirdest shot-gun like contraption he had ever seen. Ronny then stood up and said to that mysterious man " K... Koon Teng ? "


To Be Continued. . .

Jenediah's Kismet : Prologue - The Insight -

Her blood trickled down the the walls of a bath-tub, tick by tick as though it is timed to the rhythmic perfection of a clock. The cold damp air of the bathroom where she laid motionless was still and cold. Tucked at the corner of this sorry sight, is a man crouching in denial. Tears ran through this man's face as though every ego left in him was sucked out through a vacuum pump. For 3 hours he has been crouched there, for 3 hours he had watched the carcass of a beautiful lady laid bare, and for 3 hours he cried in despair. After another brief repercussion , as though a switch inside his brain was flicked on, his head tilted upwards and then he said to himself in that quiet damp room " My name is Jenediah. I have no soul, no future, no place to call a home, and now.. no lover nor an ear to listen and a shoulder to lean on. My name is Jenediah, and I love my life ". He gave the sickest grin of a madman after saying that and left the room and the lady there.

Somewhere at the other side of town as Jenediah grieved, two boys who are in their late teens were hanging out at a restaurant puffing away on fresh lit cigarettes and chatting away as though time is eternal and waits for every man. Their continuous chattering went on undisturbed, until a man who is clothed in a pair of jeans and a shirt which bears the logo "BRIDGESTONE", walks over to them and sits right next to one of the boys. "Hey fuckers, no need to go school arr fuck?! why the fuck are you here ?! and since when an emo fuck like you started smoking?! " said Eugene, the man who is clad in the Bridgestone shirt and a pair of jeans. "It's mid-term holiday la boss, chill la whats the stress , and quit calling me emo weih.. i am not emo anymore you fucker" says one of the boys named Ernest who is puffing away on a stick of Dunhill Cigarettes. Eugene, furious about how Ernest belittled him with his simple comment, snapped back at him with continuous bombardments about how Ernest is lame and dumb and not to mention. . . Emotional.

Their rampant bombardments toward one another came to an abrupt end when Yao Rong told them to shut their mouths up and zip it under their nuts,Yao Rong or more commonly known by his acquaintances as Ronny, was the initial guy chattering away with Ernest till Eugene interrupted. " Where is Abel laa~~ ? I thought you're the one who was suppose to fetch him out " " Don't tell me you forgot again, you're looking fucking blur now and I bet.. - " Before Yao Rong could finish what seems to be an endless void of words directed towards Eugene . The tall bearded fellow snapped back at him saying " wait.. chill la fuck... can you let me talk arh? wat the fuck man... Abel can't come out... and before u start fucking again.. no , it ain't 'cause of his parents. Rather he is tired, apparently . . . . . . he was burning his midnight oil till his balls ran dry of sperm last night finishing his assignment. and apparently . . . . . . . he fought with his girlfriend. So you know la.. continuous non-stop action packed with tons of arguments and stress throughout the night for that young bugger " . Ronny, who didn't seem at all interested with the explanation, just nodded his head and continued puffing away on his Rothman Cigarette, it ain't long till Eugene brought a topic of conversation up again " EH FUCKER!! SINCE WHEN YOU SMOKED LA?!?! " . . The chattering amongst the 3 of them continued without no least sign indicating that it will ever stop. If every single detail of their conversation is written down and recorded, the process would be over-tedious, and if their conversations had been recorded from the moment they started talking till the time they left, the number of words written would outnumber any religious document in the world combined together, the only difference between the word in a Bible compared to the words recorded of them speaking. . . is that the Bible at the very least contains intellectual phrases and no vulgarity though the their recordings would outweigh the number of words contained in the Bible greatly.

After all the arguments died down and the jokes worn out on them, the 2 of them decided to leave the place to rendezvous with a small humble man living alone in a squatter at Sunway, while Ernest decided to head on home to wear his fatigue off, bills were paid and tracks were left at the Restaurant of Darussalam , otherwise more commonly known as a mamak stall and it is named so after the people that are working at the restaurant, which of course is a mix of Muslim and Indian. As they come along the little squatter of the hermit friend of theirs, Ronny pulled his little Hyundai Coupe over to the side of the road and parked it with relative accuracy, after shutting off the engine, he said " Somehow as I pulled over to the side of the road as we came along Chin Huei's house, I felt like plowing my car through his gates and slam it straight into the wall's of his squatters man". Eugene then gave him a bored *wtf* look and replied with a frustrated *I don't give a fuck, I'm handsome and I'm a drag-racer* kind of tone " Tiu~~~Like REAL, you think we're inside some Resident Evil movie meh?? Fuck you la, everytime talk cock.. "

They called for Chin Huei as they stepped out of the car though there was no reply coming from inside of the house, Eugene " Where can that fucking fucker of a fuck be weih? ". It is odd for Chin Huei to take so long, his small size is usually the main cause of him getting pushed over by tall bearded hustlers like Eugene, and being late to show is the main reason which triggers the continuous chain of abuse and torture towards that little guy and of course that is what the little guy tries his best to avoid. "Try calling him weih, maybe he was playing Megaman and is kissing the computer screen with a bottle of Heineken now " said Ronny amused while swinging his car keys like a hooker. 15 minutes went by and still there was no answer, nor even a single whisper in the wind was coming out of that lonely and what seemed to be abandoned house. It is there and then as Eugene was staring into the window that he spotted a little silhouette floating through the hallways, his eyes then focused even more into the house as he looked from the porch for any signs of that silhouette. As he was about to stop looking, there it was. His blood froze as that thing stared down onto Eugene like a minuscule little puppet from the insides of Chin Huei's house. Not knowing what was happening or why Eugene was looking like a retard, Ronny tugged him twice on the back to get his attention but as he looks into the direction of where Eugene was looking, he too got the shock of his life, as if acting on instinct after years of continuous gaming and fear management, Eugene snapped out of his stupor and whispered to Ronny gently , " R.. .. R. . . run...... we w .w we need to run... "


To be continued,
Credits to Chin Huei for the initial idea,
Thim for sparking the craze of rewriting and rewiring,
and the rest of my friend's whom I have found my solace in.

Rewiring

There we go... Blog is back up and online...

I know I know I have been away for almost ages... but I am back cause I needed a place to practice my English vocabulary and also the usage of grammar...

So I guess this should be a start..

I will be posting something of which the idea ( a grand one I must say ) comes from Chin Huey. (He's a fucker so no more introduction is needed on him )

But unlike him i wouldn't be writing about REAL or whatever... something more . . . well.. thats for you to see and judge =)

Till then.. take care and see ya~