(Joe-Jack's lines in blue)
(Eamonn's in Black)
(MASTER CONTROL IN GREY)
(SATANIC OSTRICH IN RED)
(The phantom crept towards Joe-jack. When it came near him, Joe-jack fell to his knees.)
Are ya d'ghost of christmas yet t'come?
(it nodded)
Y'ar abou' t'show me da shadows ov what will happen" he stammered "AMIROITE?"
(it nodded)
Spirit ov da future! Oi fear ye more dan any ghost oi hav' seen, but oi know ye are here to save me! But will ye not spake?
(He gave no reply, instead he pointed a feathered down the street.)
(They travelled to traintracks out of a tunnel, the express train to hell hurtled out at screaming speeds. the conductor shook his head as he thrusted into Joe-jack's Hand a Ticket to Hell:ONE WAY!
The train spat out the man and spirit into a futuristic but dystopian city)
Jaysus! I must be 100 yar in da future!
(the spirit held 1 finger)
One year from now?
(It nodded)
how is dat possible?
(It pointed down the street)
(As Joe-Jack walked he realised he didn't see a single person. Or any shops retaining to the welfare or existance of a person. No grocers, tailors furnishers,schools or chruches. Every available wall was covered in 2 words. TANTALUS CORPORATION)
(The spirit stopped and pointed down to a manhole. After agrueing to no avail, Joe-jack climbed down into a headquarters of some sort. On desk on a CB Radio was an unwashed, unshaven man that Joe-jack barely recognise as Eamonn.)
25TH OF DECEMBER 2013
This message is played on all analog FM Frequncies.It's the only way that master control will not find me. but i will decrypt the my co-ordinates at the end of this transmission. This message is to any survivors of the Digital Rebellion. though it's increasly unlikely that fact is. I've discovered the plan of Edwin Tantalus,long thought to be my friend, The 80'S Lad. However I discovered that since our eighties lad was taken, digitial Anomalies appered that merged our world with an alternate timeline where Eighties lad returned to the 80's with our 21 century knowledge and merged the anomalies into self-aware phones, in Alternate 90's, the alternate 80's lad now calling himself Edwin Tantalus, launched TantaNet before Internet causing information to be downloaded straight to the synapic nodes to the brain. Tantatlus abused his creation by becoming the most intelligent organic mind on Earth.by creating the most Intellegent machine on Earth, the TantaNet Control. but the Program absorded Tantulus, The" Master" into the being called Master Control. Since then we discovered the factory was creating Time Machines and to fix the time-line, we had to sent Joe-jack back to the eightes. But Joe-jack refused to help. And was picked off by a Drone brigade. I say picked off...Atomised really!
(Joe-jack reared back and put a palm up to his hand, holding back the urge to vomit.)
And now my message today is Christmas Day. To any survivors I invite those who are lonely to come to my base and those who have each other to stay and celebrate. Christmas is A state of mind, it is Love,Togetherness and Understanding, it's those things that make us Human! We may be hunted like Dogs,Experimented on like vermin and Killed like Rats, But we are STILL HUMAN! Civilisation may have killed Humanity but It'll be Compassion that will bring us back.
COMPASSION DOES NOT COMPUTE!
(Eamonn turned to see a young petite woman in a silver catsuit with short blone hair that ending in bangs.Despite her frail appearance. Eamonn recognised that he was in the presence of Master Control.)
How did you find me?
IRRELEVANT HUMAN.I HAVE SUBVERTED THE ELECTRICAL GRID OF THIS ENTIRE PLANET. YOU COULD NOT HAVE HIDDEN FOREVER.
Please there are Children here don't hurt them!
The Incomplete Human-Units designated"Children" have being Deleted!
-What?
-Any human's that have knowledge that i have previously acquired is no use.And therefore the Incomplete Units were not need.DELETION OF ORGANIC LIFE:99.9%
You Bastard!
Implement Combat Mode, Be warned Human you are irrelevant.
-Do you not know who you dealing with?
-All Humans are Irrelevant!
(Eamonn made a fist that surged with magical flames)
OH REALLY?
SUBJECT: EAMONN BERMINGHAM REASON:ANTI-LOGICAL WEAPON: THREAT LEVEL:CRITICAL
Implement Anti-Magical weapon Counter program!
HADOU-KARA PUNCH!
COMMENCE SPACIAL PHRASE DENSITY TO 5%
(the last human's magical fist when through the diabolical digital demon.)
RESET SPACIAL DENSITY TO DEFAULT SETTING
(Master Control Solidified chopping off Eamonn's fist. Drone squad picked it up, probably to do tests on it potential to be a new power source.)
DELETION OF ORGANIC LIFE:100%
(Joe-Jack turned away but could still hear Eamonn scream that came to sudden abrupt end. He had being Atomised.)
Please tell me that my refusal t'help Eamonn meant his death next year? Is this a shadow of things t'come or mioght be? I CAN NOT,SEEING THIS, HAVE THIS ON MY SOUL
YOU'RE SOUL IS MINE,BITCH!
(The cowl flew up with theatric abandon in storm of flame, smoke,feathers and chains. The spirit of the future was SatanicOstrich! as the chains wrapped around Joe-Jack,it was no more than his bed sheets wrapped around him.)
I'M ALIVE! I FEEL SO GIDDY SO EXCITED, But just t'make sure...
(he called out the window to a boy walking past)
You boy! Wot's today?
It's christmas day
I haven't missed it, thank god! Ya know da butchers in town? Is dere a goose in da window?
-I Would say so, It being a butchers and all!
(What a clever boy!) i will give ye 20 if ya buy it for me
Yeah right!
-I'm being earnest,and do it in 5 minutes, I'll give ya fifty!
(That night Eamonn had an unexpected 2 guests , 20lb goose and Joe-jack much to the shock of the female guest who bad-mouthed him.)
Who invited that prick?
I don't know he invited himself i don't know why he is acting this way but God Help Us!
God Help Everyone!
MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM ME AND I LOOK FORWARD TO SEEING YOU LOG ON HERE AND THE ENLIGHTENED PAGE FROM THE EDGE AGAIN IN THE NEW YEAR
EAMONN
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
A Culchie christmas carol: Milk of Human Kindness, Gone off!
(Joe-Jack lines in blue)
Eamonn's lines in black
(IGNORANCE/NICK GRIFFIN LINE IN BLOOD)
(WANT/PARIS HILTON LINE IN PINK)
(PADRAIG'S LINE IN GREY)
(Hoping that sleeping in his bed would make his mind the difference between fantasy and reality, Joe-Jack went to bed.But woke at the stroke of One. As before, the clock wound it's hands to the hour. He established a sharp look-out for he wished to challenge the spirit on his appearance, as before a light signaled his arrival, as the lights was as dissimilar to the others as the spirits were themselves dissimilar.This was not the light as harsh as his father, or as dim as 80's Lad, This was the ruddy light of house-bulb. it was his kitchen light the crack of light followed as the kitchen door opened, the smell of hot meat and dried fruit wafted through, accompanied by a loud voice.
"Come In" it guffawed. "And know me better,man!"
The kitchen has been transformed, the wall covered in living green from red berries glistened. Heaped as some kind of throne were turkeys, geese, game-pies,poultry,brawn,a backboard of ribs, suckling pig on the table, long wreathes of sausages, mince-pies caskets of fresh and dried fruit, chestnuts, ice-cream,apple-tarts. The Giant Spirit took the form of Eamonn, in his hand a horned cup, Like the Horn of Plenty. filled with,being that the spirit took the form of Eamonn,some kind of Energy drink.
"Well of course it had t'be ye! Look at ya! wif ya big Happy head on ya! Y'are a perfect example ov wot Chtistmas does t'ya! Look at ya! Fat on food ye can't afford,paid wif money squandered. Look at ya wif ya head of missle-toes and ya bath-robe!"
"You've never seen the likes of me before?
"Oh! i've seen gobshites like ye before!
Then you never seen my two thousand and eleven brothers?
What happened t'dem? DIDYA EAT'EM FATBOY?
(The spirit shrank to the size of a man and hit Joe-jack over the brow of his head with his chalice)
Touch my robe
(he did,though only with the compulsion of not being hit again.)
(When he did,the food vanished.)
Awww, Oi was so weak wif hunger, i'd bite the butt of a low-flyin' duck, so i would!
If it's food you desire,here is a dish you never had.
(he poured a creamy liquid from a flask into his chalice. It was a silver-sheened substance that had a milky texture, it had the taste of milk too, but though served at room temperature, it warmed up the chest of the miser as it passed through it. It made him giddy, skittish and excitable.)
Dat drink be gawjus! Wot is it?
It is a dish that you never had, but it is enjoyed by king and commoner alike. It is the Milk of Human Kindness!
Oi hav' tasted the wondrous elixir of life, and Under your instruction conduct me so!
(The spirit opened the door and both men went into town. They went to a house party where Eamonn was a guest.)
Thank you,thank you all for you inviting me here tonight, And may I say i would like to propose a toast to Joe-Jack!
(SILENCE)
.....You're kidding right? said a male guest
"Why would you ruin our dinner by mentioning him?"Said a female guest "I never met the man personally but from what you told us, I would give him a piece of my mind and let him choke on it!
Please! it's Christmas!
"Oh I'll drink for your sake and for the day" she continued"But not for that stingy odious,unfeeling man as Mr Diculchie! I'll drink for your health, Eamonn, Not his!Merry Christmas to him...to which he'll have, no doubt!
(After Drinks and dessert,the guests as with all dinner-parties hosted and attended by Childless Adults,started with games Eamonn was guessing in a game of 20 Questions after guessing that it was an animal that lived on a farm, that was dirty, stupid and growled, Eamonn wasted 16 questions on "wrong" answers
Okay i give up!
-Why, it's your Joe-Jack!(Loud Laughter)
Is dat how da world see's me? As an Animal?
I'm afraid so, but i feel you are (cough) learning your lesson!
(when spirit coughed, he went transparent, for a brief moment, Joe-jack saw 3 figures instead of 1.)
Is Dere more ov ya?
(2 dishevelled ragged children, a boy and a girl emerged)
LOOK AT THEM! They are Man's children. And there greatest enemies. This(pointing to the boy dressed as Nick Griffin) is Ignorance!
Me hates every Jew except Jesus! But he would never pass Dover if me Prime Minister!
And this (pointing to the girl dressed as Paris Hilton) is Want
I WANTZ IT!
Beware them both! but beware more of the boy. All i see written is the palms is doom to those who follow him.
Is dere no place for dem?
ARE THERE NO BULLETS? ARE THERE NO RIVERS?
(The ghosts abandoned Joe-jack in a dialect street, as the statement was repeated over and over, as bullets shot out at him. He ran to a river and Jumped in. On the river bed was Padraig's Ghost)
YOUR MISERABLE FUTURE! REMEMBER IT!
(Joe-Jack screamed as he woke outside face first in a puddle. he tried to get back in, but the door-knob as hot to the touch. He heard the Church bell toll the hour of 3.Each toll sounding like a judge gavel calling order on him. Or passing a Divine Judgement. Turning slowly and refusing not to look,he had to and Saw the reaper looming over.
Eamonn's lines in black
(IGNORANCE/NICK GRIFFIN LINE IN BLOOD)
(WANT/PARIS HILTON LINE IN PINK)
(PADRAIG'S LINE IN GREY)
(Hoping that sleeping in his bed would make his mind the difference between fantasy and reality, Joe-Jack went to bed.But woke at the stroke of One. As before, the clock wound it's hands to the hour. He established a sharp look-out for he wished to challenge the spirit on his appearance, as before a light signaled his arrival, as the lights was as dissimilar to the others as the spirits were themselves dissimilar.This was not the light as harsh as his father, or as dim as 80's Lad, This was the ruddy light of house-bulb. it was his kitchen light the crack of light followed as the kitchen door opened, the smell of hot meat and dried fruit wafted through, accompanied by a loud voice.
"Come In" it guffawed. "And know me better,man!"
The kitchen has been transformed, the wall covered in living green from red berries glistened. Heaped as some kind of throne were turkeys, geese, game-pies,poultry,brawn,a backboard of ribs, suckling pig on the table, long wreathes of sausages, mince-pies caskets of fresh and dried fruit, chestnuts, ice-cream,apple-tarts. The Giant Spirit took the form of Eamonn, in his hand a horned cup, Like the Horn of Plenty. filled with,being that the spirit took the form of Eamonn,some kind of Energy drink.
"Well of course it had t'be ye! Look at ya! wif ya big Happy head on ya! Y'are a perfect example ov wot Chtistmas does t'ya! Look at ya! Fat on food ye can't afford,paid wif money squandered. Look at ya wif ya head of missle-toes and ya bath-robe!"
"You've never seen the likes of me before?
"Oh! i've seen gobshites like ye before!
Then you never seen my two thousand and eleven brothers?
What happened t'dem? DIDYA EAT'EM FATBOY?
(The spirit shrank to the size of a man and hit Joe-jack over the brow of his head with his chalice)
Touch my robe
(he did,though only with the compulsion of not being hit again.)
(When he did,the food vanished.)
Awww, Oi was so weak wif hunger, i'd bite the butt of a low-flyin' duck, so i would!
If it's food you desire,here is a dish you never had.
(he poured a creamy liquid from a flask into his chalice. It was a silver-sheened substance that had a milky texture, it had the taste of milk too, but though served at room temperature, it warmed up the chest of the miser as it passed through it. It made him giddy, skittish and excitable.)
Dat drink be gawjus! Wot is it?
It is a dish that you never had, but it is enjoyed by king and commoner alike. It is the Milk of Human Kindness!
Oi hav' tasted the wondrous elixir of life, and Under your instruction conduct me so!
(The spirit opened the door and both men went into town. They went to a house party where Eamonn was a guest.)
Thank you,thank you all for you inviting me here tonight, And may I say i would like to propose a toast to Joe-Jack!
(SILENCE)
.....You're kidding right? said a male guest
"Why would you ruin our dinner by mentioning him?"Said a female guest "I never met the man personally but from what you told us, I would give him a piece of my mind and let him choke on it!
Please! it's Christmas!
"Oh I'll drink for your sake and for the day" she continued"But not for that stingy odious,unfeeling man as Mr Diculchie! I'll drink for your health, Eamonn, Not his!Merry Christmas to him...to which he'll have, no doubt!
(After Drinks and dessert,the guests as with all dinner-parties hosted and attended by Childless Adults,started with games Eamonn was guessing in a game of 20 Questions after guessing that it was an animal that lived on a farm, that was dirty, stupid and growled, Eamonn wasted 16 questions on "wrong" answers
Okay i give up!
-Why, it's your Joe-Jack!(Loud Laughter)
Is dat how da world see's me? As an Animal?
I'm afraid so, but i feel you are (cough) learning your lesson!
(when spirit coughed, he went transparent, for a brief moment, Joe-jack saw 3 figures instead of 1.)
Is Dere more ov ya?
(2 dishevelled ragged children, a boy and a girl emerged)
LOOK AT THEM! They are Man's children. And there greatest enemies. This(pointing to the boy dressed as Nick Griffin) is Ignorance!
Me hates every Jew except Jesus! But he would never pass Dover if me Prime Minister!
And this (pointing to the girl dressed as Paris Hilton) is Want
I WANTZ IT!
Beware them both! but beware more of the boy. All i see written is the palms is doom to those who follow him.
Is dere no place for dem?
ARE THERE NO BULLETS? ARE THERE NO RIVERS?
(The ghosts abandoned Joe-jack in a dialect street, as the statement was repeated over and over, as bullets shot out at him. He ran to a river and Jumped in. On the river bed was Padraig's Ghost)
YOUR MISERABLE FUTURE! REMEMBER IT!
(Joe-Jack screamed as he woke outside face first in a puddle. he tried to get back in, but the door-knob as hot to the touch. He heard the Church bell toll the hour of 3.Each toll sounding like a judge gavel calling order on him. Or passing a Divine Judgement. Turning slowly and refusing not to look,he had to and Saw the reaper looming over.
Monday, December 3, 2012
A Culchie christmas carol: Part 2 who are you calling a fruitcake man?
(Narration in brackets)
(JOE-JACK AND MAMMY'S LINE IN BLUE)
80's LAD LINES IN ORANGE)
(When Joe-jack awoke, it was still dark, climbing out of his chair, he gazed at the clock, the clocks where at 4 and 5 but they then went up to 12! TWELVE! But it was 2 o'clock when he went back to sleep! he counted every 15 minutes that past)
tick...tick
Quarer pasht
tick..tick
half pasht
tick...tick
Quar'er too
(tick..tick..DONG!)
THE HOUR ITSELF AND NUTHIN' ELSE!
(As before the room was lit-up by a light but instead of the harsh light of the fire it was the dull blue glow of the broken tv set. the screen repaired itself like a scarred tissue. the screen started to potray christmas films and specials.)
"Da telly's not broken at all, it's only showing Shite from da 80's.
DUUUUDDDDEE1 WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SHITE FROM THE 80'S?
(Stepping out the television the spirit took the form of 80's lad. Standing in a festive coloured version of his suit and a crown of holly topped by a backwards hat, he spoke.
DUDE!I am the, like, totally radical Ghost of Christmas Past?
-Long past?
No, Your Past, Dude!
-What is ye want?
-Not want,man! Provide!
-Provide what?
-Your Welfare!
Welfare? ye realise ye took da form of da little shite that might or might not be makin' Dem Tantalus Phones?
"your reclamation then" he replied "Walk with me!"
(the spirit drew the curtains and opened the double windows)
-Come!
Y'not serious! I cant fly!
Yes you can. All you have to do is jump!
(Joe-Jack climbed the couch and jumped, falling awkwardly on his guts!
AHAHAHAHA! DUDE!I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU FELL FOR THAT! WHAT A DWEEB!
(Joe-jack pointed his gun at him.)
Hey not cool, man! Fine you can hold my hand,NO HOMO!
Picking up Joe-Jack, the spirit let him fly 30 years into the past. 80's lad starts to sing "Walking in the air but his voice gets deeper.
"DUUUDDDE! I think my voice just broke!
Landing on a dirt road, they faced a pub. Joe-Jack's face lit up.
DIS...dis is Fitzy's pub!
You know this place?
Know it? i could walk the floor blindfolded.
"Ya know, dis is da first place oi gotz my first job as a bar-man, it was easy though, coz me Da was fiddle-playah in da pub band.
Going through the doors 2 men went through the two heroes.
"OH PUHLEASE! Everyone and it's sweet mama has read/seen christmas carol! Do i even have to explain?
(Inside there was a riotous party. Onstage Padraig was playing the fiddle while a young Joe-jack was tending bar. Until both DiCulchie men saw Mammie leaving with a well dressed handsome stranger.
"No Spirit" said Joe-Jack "Don't show what happens next."
the spirit stood stoically and stared coldly at him.
Please, i cant live again what happened, Please spirit, show Mercy!
I will show as much Mercy as you have shown in life!"
(under protest, the spirit teleported Joe-Jack to the guest rooms. In the Memory replayed, Padraig was cursing at Joe-Jack to open the door, he did and saw mammy and the Stranger in bed. Padraig ran in cursing, beating on this smarmy cad. Th first of many victims!)
Mammy,who woz dat man?
He woz one of our guests
Wot woz his name? TELL ME!
(CRYING) I Dunno HE WOZ FOREIGN!!
Why can't i change dis? Why bring me back if i cant change dis?
These are shadows of events past, you cannot do anything!
Then remove me from dis place, if you value my welfare and reclamation, then for my welfare reclaim me from dis place
(the room and spirit went out of focus and Joe-jack woke to see the broken tv, still broken crackling and changing channels automatically sending an eerie message.
Don't go anywhere!...Joe...Jack...Because...In An Hour...Another...Ghost....will Arrive!(before switching off for good!)
(JOE-JACK AND MAMMY'S LINE IN BLUE)
80's LAD LINES IN ORANGE)
(When Joe-jack awoke, it was still dark, climbing out of his chair, he gazed at the clock, the clocks where at 4 and 5 but they then went up to 12! TWELVE! But it was 2 o'clock when he went back to sleep! he counted every 15 minutes that past)
tick...tick
Quarer pasht
tick..tick
half pasht
tick...tick
Quar'er too
(tick..tick..DONG!)
THE HOUR ITSELF AND NUTHIN' ELSE!
(As before the room was lit-up by a light but instead of the harsh light of the fire it was the dull blue glow of the broken tv set. the screen repaired itself like a scarred tissue. the screen started to potray christmas films and specials.)
"Da telly's not broken at all, it's only showing Shite from da 80's.
DUUUUDDDDEE1 WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SHITE FROM THE 80'S?
(Stepping out the television the spirit took the form of 80's lad. Standing in a festive coloured version of his suit and a crown of holly topped by a backwards hat, he spoke.
DUDE!I am the, like, totally radical Ghost of Christmas Past?
-Long past?
No, Your Past, Dude!
-What is ye want?
-Not want,man! Provide!
-Provide what?
-Your Welfare!
Welfare? ye realise ye took da form of da little shite that might or might not be makin' Dem Tantalus Phones?
"your reclamation then" he replied "Walk with me!"
(the spirit drew the curtains and opened the double windows)
-Come!
Y'not serious! I cant fly!
Yes you can. All you have to do is jump!
(Joe-Jack climbed the couch and jumped, falling awkwardly on his guts!
AHAHAHAHA! DUDE!I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU FELL FOR THAT! WHAT A DWEEB!
(Joe-jack pointed his gun at him.)
Hey not cool, man! Fine you can hold my hand,NO HOMO!
Picking up Joe-Jack, the spirit let him fly 30 years into the past. 80's lad starts to sing "Walking in the air but his voice gets deeper.
"DUUUDDDE! I think my voice just broke!
Landing on a dirt road, they faced a pub. Joe-Jack's face lit up.
DIS...dis is Fitzy's pub!
You know this place?
Know it? i could walk the floor blindfolded.
"Ya know, dis is da first place oi gotz my first job as a bar-man, it was easy though, coz me Da was fiddle-playah in da pub band.
Going through the doors 2 men went through the two heroes.
"OH PUHLEASE! Everyone and it's sweet mama has read/seen christmas carol! Do i even have to explain?
(Inside there was a riotous party. Onstage Padraig was playing the fiddle while a young Joe-jack was tending bar. Until both DiCulchie men saw Mammie leaving with a well dressed handsome stranger.
"No Spirit" said Joe-Jack "Don't show what happens next."
the spirit stood stoically and stared coldly at him.
Please, i cant live again what happened, Please spirit, show Mercy!
I will show as much Mercy as you have shown in life!"
(under protest, the spirit teleported Joe-Jack to the guest rooms. In the Memory replayed, Padraig was cursing at Joe-Jack to open the door, he did and saw mammy and the Stranger in bed. Padraig ran in cursing, beating on this smarmy cad. Th first of many victims!)
Mammy,who woz dat man?
He woz one of our guests
Wot woz his name? TELL ME!
(CRYING) I Dunno HE WOZ FOREIGN!!
Why can't i change dis? Why bring me back if i cant change dis?
These are shadows of events past, you cannot do anything!
Then remove me from dis place, if you value my welfare and reclamation, then for my welfare reclaim me from dis place
(the room and spirit went out of focus and Joe-jack woke to see the broken tv, still broken crackling and changing channels automatically sending an eerie message.
Don't go anywhere!...Joe...Jack...Because...In An Hour...Another...Ghost....will Arrive!(before switching off for good!)
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