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| The Glowing Toilet! |
After absorbing the energies from the dying pocket universe known as the WHITESPACE, Mr. Peepers the peeping tom became godlike! Mr. Peepers used his godlike power to toy with his enemies. In doing so, Peepers realized that, despite his godlike status, he still lacked an important factor…experience!
So, in an effort to gain experience, Peepers decided to create his own universe to counter the already-existing New Ink Pitt and Shit Pitt. Peepers created his PEEPERS’ PITT. When efforts to create a perfect woman with his power failed, Mr. Peepers decided to populate his universe with unique individuals from other realities. Initially, Peepers brought ten individuals to his Peepers Pitt without their consent. Peepers would go on to separate the ten with his godlike power. It was his plan to gain experience by observing the ten individuals. Eventually, Peepers had to intervene to make things more interesting.
Now, for the first time since their arrival, 7 of the original ten are all in one place, thanks to the assistance of a shadowy figure and a mysterious white cloth that has charged them to prepare to battle Mr. Peepers in a “last battle” to win their freedom from Peepers’ Pitt.
Jervas Clinkscales ran up to meet the group that had just entered his whorehouse. Dollar signs flashed in his eyes as he counted the possibilities of the money he could make if Lucy were to service all six individuals! Clinkscales was shaken out of his greedy thoughts when he saw that two of them were not quite human-looking. The census worker with a pumpkin head, Charlie Decaye, stood in front of the group, with the birdman, Birdy Nok Nok, directly behind.
“Jervas Clinkscales,” Decaye began with his gravelly voice, “Pleased to meet you. I’m Charlie Decaye.” Decaye put his hand forward, but Clinkscales refused to shake it.
“Heeey man, what kinda thing you got goin’ on yo head? Didn’t know it wuz Halloween already!” Clinkscales tightly gripped his pimp cane in an effort to prevent himself from fainting at the horrible sight of Charlie Decaye!
“Oh…well this is not a mask. It’s my face!” Decaye stared emotionless at Clinkscales. After a long silence Clinkscales spoke up again.
“Well whut can I help you fellaz with? Maybe you is interested in some fine music by my in-house performah, Vaaan Punker? Or maybe you is wantin’ ta have a guud time with my numbah one ho, Lucy?”
Choo Choo Andrews walked up in front of Decaye.
“Lissen here, man! We don’t want to lissen to music or do anything with your whore! We were sent here by someone who wants to stop Mr. Peepers and get us out of this place!”
Decaye spoke again. “Yes, a shadowy figure rescued us from the exile Mr. Peepers had placed us in, and returned us to this town. He told us that he would place information about Peepers here, so we would know who we were dealing with. Hopefully it will prepare us for the “last battle.”
Jervas twisted his hands on the handle of his cane.
“You mean we can get the hell outta this here ghost town, and gets back to where me and Lucy came from?”
“Da! It is good! We shall all be able to return to our homes,” said Boris, who was turning a bit red as he saw Lucy behind Clinkscales, near the staircase leading up to bedrooms, where he’d been before!
“Well, count me in…can’t make no money roun’ this place. How is we gonna find this information on Peepers though?
Suddenly, the sound of a toilet flushing was heard! It was not coming from the bathroom of the whorehouse however! It was immediately clear that the flushing was coming from a glowing toilet that appeared right before the eyes of Clinckscales, Lucy, Punker, and the six guests! As soon as the toilet finished flushing…a bright light shot up out of it, and the familiar white cloth appeared, twisiting upwards out of the water!
NEXT: CAUSE OF THE CRUNCH
WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 23, 2013 at 9 PM!
All characters, stories, photos, drawings, and performances
are (C) 2013 Jon Hason & Crevice Creations
All characters appearing in this work
are fictitious. Any resemblance to real
persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental
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