Subject: [FFML] Re: [Remotely SM/???][vignette] The Mother of Tears
From: "DB Sommer" <sommer@3rdm.net>
Date: 12/23/2002, 10:00 PM
To: "Elsa Bibat" <aerolbj@i-next.net>, "FFML" <ffml@anifics.com>



Yet another:

1996:

 "Airen take Shampoo on date!"

Oh, you're doing Ranmastuff now. :)


 Her companion was a slightly pudgy dead man in
the chair beside her. Duct-taped arms and legs, plus the
rubber-ball muzzle in his mouth indicated a period of
activity before his demise. His shirt was bloody from a
slit throat. Glassy eyes peered from his dead face. Strange
letters were sliced into his forehead, the blood from
them long dry.

Nasty.


 "That's what Buddha says," the woman continued
as she watched the show. "The thing is, the essential
premise of the show is similar to that of a rather
obscure Buddhist tale about desire. But in that one,
there were seven fiancees, to represent specific desires,
etcetera, etcetera. See all of these people unhappy

people are unhappy

 The dead man didn't answer.

Most don't.



 "Yes, I know it must be quite difficult but show at
least some willpower. I killed you, damnit! You should have
at least some power in that ill-used brain of yours."

Not a very well-adjusted woman, is she?


 "You are in your third decade of existence and _this_
is what you consider the pinnacle of your existence? Living
in an imaginary universe populated by drawings in motion?
Four-color stories sold for three dollars? You're an
overweight, socially inept, slightly delusional borderline
sociopath whose only channel for release seems to be found
on paper and celluloid. Also the sexual imagery of that last
statement isn't a pun. I found your little stash and the box
of Kleenex while I was rummaging for a snack."

Heh. Very nutty.



 "Even the white queen will thank me, you know. My big
sister's with her now, teaching her the basics. But she doesn't
know I'll be the one to give her the final lesson. That the
future is like a baby. Born with lots of blood and pain."

How grim.



 "It's rather appropriate actually. A kingdom of crystal
built on a foundation of bones. The white princess ascends to
her queenship with the bringing of death. White _is_ the color
of death in the East, isn't it?

I thought it was fuchsia. :)

Much more grim that the other tales. But it worked. Definitely a creepy
feeling.




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