[Posted by Ted H]
So...Gonna put up my 2017 New Years Resolution to post with more regularity. Pure Human is almost done...but in my drive to get to the finish, I keep forgetting to actually update the site...
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[Pure Human - Dead on a Mountain]
Blake should be cold, common sense
dictated that since he was sitting near the peak of a mountain. He was quite
comfortable though in just his trench coat. He idly thought of a cigarette, but
he questioned his ability to light it with the wind blowing the way it was.
"I don't particularly feel like looking around," he announced with
surprising clarity and volume despite his location, a further indicator that he
wasn't actually where he was perceived to be.
The Faded Man appeared before him, walking up the mountain. "Would you prefer the park again?" he asked as he reached Blake, who stood up. "Nah, that's Anin's dream world," Blake said as he looked about to the cloudy view of his mountain top. "Makes me wonder," he continued "Is the park from Anin's dream world a real park, or just something random?"
"Is this mountain real?" the Faded Man asked back.
"Well this IS Everest, right?" Blake said "Or at least what I envision it to be. I doubt you picked it, since I was thinking of it on my own at the time you so rudely intruded my personal space."
"You bring your dead to the top of a mountain?" the Faded Man asked as Blake began to understand the original question.
"Not really," Blake said "Everest is no joke. You die, you're left behind. Already too dangerous to begin. Main focus is still how do you get yourself down; no time to think about the dead." The Faded Man furrowed his eyebrows at the statement. "It's odd, I know," Blake said as he looked towards the nearest body to where he sat "But it's a cruel world, isn't that right 'green boots'?" The dead body nearby did not respond.
"Hmm," Blake muttered "I figured this is my world, I could get him to do something. Maybe I need to focus-"
The Faded Man cleared his throat, grabbing Blake's attention.
"Right, whatever," Blake said "So why are we here? A bit early to gloat."
"You've served your purpose. I'd rather dispose of you now while I have a chance, even if the best I can muster is incapacitating you in a fire."
"Hoping it slows my friends down and they all get caught in the blaze?" Blake tossed out.
"Or they just leave you behind, whichever works."
"What's the matter? I get one of your precious monsters killed and now you don't want me around?"
"They are expendable, more so once my influence becomes amplified."
"What makes you think you can even amplify yourself? You've relied on some pretty specific circumstances to this point in order to gain access into people. And what's to say you're gonna be allowed to even get stronger?"
"Like you even have an inkling on how to stop me," the Faded Man taunted.
"Then why bother with all of this? If I don't have a clue on how to win, why even concern yourself with my involvement?
The Faded Man said nothing and smirked at Blake in a way that annoyed him. The kind of smirk you give to someone oblivious to something completely obvious to you. The superior smirk of a smug ass that made Blake want to walk over and pummel the Faded Man until he stopped. As he felt the anger, Blake noticed the wind around him start to pick up and have a bite to it as it blew passed his face. "We're done here," he said.
"You don't decide anything," the Faded Man replied.
"You want to strut around and show off how powerful you are," Blake said as he stood up "Show off the hold you have on humans and complain how this is your world and blah blah blah. Funny thing is, right now, you're in my world." At Blake's command, the wind of the mountain began to blow in one direction at the Faded Man, trying to blow him down the mountain.
"Adorable," the Faded Man commented but ultimately held his footing "But this vessel is of my original creation."
"And just like Earth, you no longer hold true control over it anymore," Blake shouted over the winds as all the dead on the mountain began to rise up and run for the Faded Man. They were pushed away at first, but soon they numbered too many as they collided to smother the Faded Man. Blake then willed a tremor through the mountain that triggered an avalanche. The falling snow began down the mountain, but curved its path to avoid Blake and head straight for the Faded Man, who was slowly being pushed back away by the wind and the dead.
The Faded Man struggled to poke his head through the dead and to face Blake briefly before the avalanche hit. He then spoke in such a way that his voice cut through the sound of wind and chaos around to be heard clearly by Blake. "I look forward to twisting you into my pure creation once more." Before Blake even cared to respond, the avalanche crashed through and everyone was gone.
The Faded Man appeared before him, walking up the mountain. "Would you prefer the park again?" he asked as he reached Blake, who stood up. "Nah, that's Anin's dream world," Blake said as he looked about to the cloudy view of his mountain top. "Makes me wonder," he continued "Is the park from Anin's dream world a real park, or just something random?"
"Is this mountain real?" the Faded Man asked back.
"Well this IS Everest, right?" Blake said "Or at least what I envision it to be. I doubt you picked it, since I was thinking of it on my own at the time you so rudely intruded my personal space."
"You bring your dead to the top of a mountain?" the Faded Man asked as Blake began to understand the original question.
"Not really," Blake said "Everest is no joke. You die, you're left behind. Already too dangerous to begin. Main focus is still how do you get yourself down; no time to think about the dead." The Faded Man furrowed his eyebrows at the statement. "It's odd, I know," Blake said as he looked towards the nearest body to where he sat "But it's a cruel world, isn't that right 'green boots'?" The dead body nearby did not respond.
"Hmm," Blake muttered "I figured this is my world, I could get him to do something. Maybe I need to focus-"
The Faded Man cleared his throat, grabbing Blake's attention.
"Right, whatever," Blake said "So why are we here? A bit early to gloat."
"You've served your purpose. I'd rather dispose of you now while I have a chance, even if the best I can muster is incapacitating you in a fire."
"Hoping it slows my friends down and they all get caught in the blaze?" Blake tossed out.
"Or they just leave you behind, whichever works."
"What's the matter? I get one of your precious monsters killed and now you don't want me around?"
"They are expendable, more so once my influence becomes amplified."
"What makes you think you can even amplify yourself? You've relied on some pretty specific circumstances to this point in order to gain access into people. And what's to say you're gonna be allowed to even get stronger?"
"Like you even have an inkling on how to stop me," the Faded Man taunted.
"Then why bother with all of this? If I don't have a clue on how to win, why even concern yourself with my involvement?
The Faded Man said nothing and smirked at Blake in a way that annoyed him. The kind of smirk you give to someone oblivious to something completely obvious to you. The superior smirk of a smug ass that made Blake want to walk over and pummel the Faded Man until he stopped. As he felt the anger, Blake noticed the wind around him start to pick up and have a bite to it as it blew passed his face. "We're done here," he said.
"You don't decide anything," the Faded Man replied.
"You want to strut around and show off how powerful you are," Blake said as he stood up "Show off the hold you have on humans and complain how this is your world and blah blah blah. Funny thing is, right now, you're in my world." At Blake's command, the wind of the mountain began to blow in one direction at the Faded Man, trying to blow him down the mountain.
"Adorable," the Faded Man commented but ultimately held his footing "But this vessel is of my original creation."
"And just like Earth, you no longer hold true control over it anymore," Blake shouted over the winds as all the dead on the mountain began to rise up and run for the Faded Man. They were pushed away at first, but soon they numbered too many as they collided to smother the Faded Man. Blake then willed a tremor through the mountain that triggered an avalanche. The falling snow began down the mountain, but curved its path to avoid Blake and head straight for the Faded Man, who was slowly being pushed back away by the wind and the dead.
The Faded Man struggled to poke his head through the dead and to face Blake briefly before the avalanche hit. He then spoke in such a way that his voice cut through the sound of wind and chaos around to be heard clearly by Blake. "I look forward to twisting you into my pure creation once more." Before Blake even cared to respond, the avalanche crashed through and everyone was gone.
