Ross Young's Blog, page 45
January 1, 2020
31/12/19 whistpr
“Selfish bas- hello there!”
She looked around.
“Yes, you, you’re dead. Come with me.”
“I’m dead?”
“Yes, come on now, chop, chop.”
“You’re the devil?”
“Don’t read into it. The other guy #quit. I’m helping out.”
“Other guy?”
“Scythe, skull, drama queen, you know the one.”
31/12/19 vss
“Time for an #Encore?”
The Grim Reaper shook his head. “That is not how reincarnation works.”
“That’s what I believe.”
“You want to come back as…you.”
“Yes.”
“Doomed to repeat your mistakes…it’s cruel…”
“I’ve done terrible things.”
“True…and I don’t like you…”
December 30, 2019
30/12/19 whistpr
“Will it be #peaceful?” The Grim Reaper shrugged, “ask him,” he pointed to Beelzebub.
“Hello.”
“Are you the devil?”
“I’m not sure.”
“But,” she turned, sobbing, to the Grim Reaper, “I’m not a bad person.”
“I just left my keys here, got you!”
“Good one,” said Beelzebub.
30/12/19 vss
“Your mortal body is a #cocoon.”
“A cocoon?”
“A chrysalis.”
“They’re not the same.”
“They’re not?”
“No. Who are you?”
“Why is everyone surprised to see me?”
“Wait, my mortal body?”
“Fine.” Ominous music came from a cheap speaker within his robe. “Your time is nigh. Wooo.”
December 29, 2019
29/12/19 whistpr
“What happened?”
“Falling fruit can be hazardous.”
“Who are you?”
“Black robes, scythe, this adorable skeletal face…guess?”
“Uh, cosplayer?”
“Cosplay? In an #orchard?”
“I…no…Go away.”
“Well that’s rude.”
“Wait! Let’s play a game.”
“Oh. This is going to be tedious.”
28/12/19 whistpr
“#never?”
“Never ever.”
“Never, ever?”
“Yes. I mean no, never.”
Beelzebub shook his head. “That’s so sad.”
“No it isn’t,” said the Grim Reaper.
“Oh come here.”
“Stop it. You’re making me uncomfortable.”
“Come on, everyone needs a hug sometimes.”
“This is inappropriate.”
28/12/19 vss
“…all things in #harmony.”
“You’re a bore.”
“Hand it over.”
“Come on!”
“You don’t need nukes.”
“It’d be good for you too.”
“Beelzebub they’ll all die eventually and time is irrelevant.”
“My quarterly report’s due…”
“Ah…” The Grim Reaper nodded.
December 27, 2019
27/12/19 vss
“I can’t hear you…take off the mask…Oh for the love of all that is holy. Here.”
He grasped the diver’s mask in one skeletal hand and wrenched it from her.
“You’re dead. Strong current. Dashed against #coral. Now we’re leaving because I look ridiculous underwater.”
#vss365
27/12/19 whistpr
He tapped the hat three times and said the #magic words, “Latin sounding nonesense!” Then he pulled the dead rabbit out.
Beelzebub applauded…slowly.
“It was alive when I put it in,” the Grim Reaper said.
Yes. That’s the disappointing bit.”
“Well people expect magic.”
#whistpr
