Binge and Purge:
Jimmy Cincinnati
Thanks to everyone that was a good sport about this.
All characters and events are fictional.
To set the mood; Drink to the Dead
*GoTJ*
I was feeling confused and anxious. Jude was gone and PQ had died. Uncertainty rippled through me, like an overweight jogger.
I took the tram to the SFP, headquarters, to retrieve my stapler and pictures of my fish, Lloyd.
There was a small gathering, at The Socialist Freedom Party Headquarters, to honor the passing of PQ. Although, I know there is an after-eLife and the mortician's makeup made him look like Raggedy Andy, I couldn't help mourning over his corpse.
I drew the shortest straw and was given the honor of carrying him to the compost heap. (Nothing gets wasted.)
*Josh*
I was on my way to the seed reserve, when I saw P.Q. He was lying in his own vomit.
I tried giving him CPR, but he was already getting stiff.
Gigady!
I was working on some landscaping, at the Socialist Freedom Party Headquarters. The previous night, I had made a bonfire and I might have,.. uh, burned a small patch of grass.
I was trying to cover up the bald spot, before GoTJ saw it. He's all, anal, about the landscaping.
*Pope Jude*
I hadn't found a treasure map in some time, but I wasn't throwing in the towel. (I've never been a quitter.)
I walked back to the tepee, to burn... er, um, craft some hemp, necklaces. P.Q. arrived, some time later. I was trying to explain the principles of harmony and contrast of colors. I used the mushrooms, as an example, to explain it. I did not tell him to eat the shrooms.
I, certainly, would not have told him to eat three caps.
*P.Q.*
I had gone to my spiritual advisor, looking for some guidance. Instead, I was given a bag of mushrooms. Now, I had more questions than ever. Such as; Are these shrooms any good.
I was on my way, to trade some books, when I realized, "The Shrooms Are Kicking In."
At first, there were some stomach cramps. The path to my destination, seemed to get longer and longer. I started running, to make up the time, but then I got very tired. Although, it was euphoric; I fell into a deep sleep, with a sense that very bad things were on the way.
Grab a Pen and Paper. Help us write the People's History.
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So what happens next? I want to know!!!
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Great o/
This is a long journey it seems. o/
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Fiction is good.
From tales of hardship and comraderie
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Hmmm...nice read
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voted for dem mushrooms 😃
Next Part Nao!!
(nice job)
Love how we get to see it from each person's perspective
It's a long road!
Where is all the peoples ?