Joke Twenty Five: Christmas sucks

[crazy_clownwoman]

 [Christmas! Christmas! Harley is so happy

There is a scream and you can hear the end of it as she knocks over the phone. She's opened her presents. She grabs the phone from the floor and yells into it.]

This is sick! ....This town is just....just sick!

[She'll slam the phone down and her family can find her with the boxes in front of her.]

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[law.livejournal.com]

[ He heard the scream and eventually made his way to the source. Harley screaming. Not really unexpected, given what he had already heard over the phone. ]

...Miss Quinn?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Don't look!

[He's only a kid.....right.]

[readsyourlips.livejournal.com]

... Alright.

[ So he looks away. Awkwardly. ]

What's in that box?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Puts the tops on.]

Heads.

The town's tryin' to be funny again.

[readsyourlips.livejournal.com]

Ah. Were they of drones or...

[Fill-in-the-blank here.]

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

.....they were drones.

But before that they were my friends.....and my fake son.

[readsyourlips.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[ Wow, he's really unemotional about this. But he's... trying not to be? ]

... I'm sorry you had to see that.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

So am I....

[She's just slipping back into sadness, so she doesn't notice.]

[readsyourlips.livejournal.com]

It's only one of Mayfield's illusions. They likely aren't real.

[ Normally, Justin wouldn't care much about making her feel better. But... she's a clown. He has a soft spot for clowns. ]

...Would you like to do something to take your mind off them?

[zombee-slayer.livejournal.com]

No shit my guts still hurt.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Your guts? What did they do to you?

[zombee-slayer.livejournal.com]

They somehow stuffed the Bowie knife I asked for up my ass!

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Ewww....you should go see a doctor!

[zombee-slayer.livejournal.com]

Already did! The bastard ripped me open and pulled it out.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Oh well that's good. Feeling any better then?

[zombee-slayer.livejournal.com]

No, it still fucking hurts!

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

That stinks. At least you're not dead though.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

...I take it things didn't go so well for you this Christmas?

[Eddie sounds extra jumpy for some weird reason. Hmmmmm...]

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

THEY SENT ME THEIR HEADS!

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Wh-whose heads?!

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Red's, and my friend Vorpal and even Robo!

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Pamela's?! And---

..my god. That sounds dreadful.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Yes!

[She's not doing well...]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Listen, I don't mean to be rude, but I---I need to talk to you. In person.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

....alright. Um where?