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I, Z, Blue, Not Black.

2/4/2021

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NOW

"We need to talk about Z."
"I Am Aware Of That, Cassandra."
"So, are you in...or are you out?"

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THEN

I looked for him there.
At My Bar?
Searched throughout,
couldn't find him,
tore the place apart.

Did You Look In The Child's Library?
I did, even used his All-Pass Card,
even went down the hall to Room Z.
I See.


Then as I walked out,
the halls turned into a garden,
burning hot pavement under my boots,
wasn't no concrete jungle,
just stairs that never seemed to end--
That Was Roman's Lament.

Yes, a dark, obscure land,
with fog around,
leading to his Volcano,
a tomb,
like Hades' Underground,
full of fumes.

I yelled, "Romy!"
Even shouted, "Hades!"
Then I screamed for Anubis,
but then Dream stepped forward.




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None of who appeared were him,
Dream and his Endless Siblings,
full of sin.

Then they pushed me out,
the floor was lava,
I melted through,
came across Doc's office,
remembered my head trauma.

I pushed the door open,
screamed for answers,
I am getting tired,
where is Roman?
"H3ll0, P4t13nt F0urt33n,
said the Necromancer.

"Dr1nk?" he offered me a glass,
I know, I know,
it isn't a request,
it's an order,
why would I turn down Doc's offer?




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So I take a sip of wine,
so fine,
but then the glass turns grey,
so I scream, "Hey!"

Someone spiked this drink--
hypnosis.

"W3lc0m3 h15 p5ych0515,"


And then it all turns into a fever dream,
I awake in a theater,
burnt down to flames,
if you could only see her--

The Muse,
a sculpture,
of Crazy Sexy Pants Babe,
staring down to the audience,
so blue.

Then the play begins,
and I ask myself,
comedy?
Tragedy?
But I know it's both.
Directed by the Twins,
watching over from the balcony,
like I'm in Death Row.

I hear one of him say,
"here she comes, the Fair Maiden!"
And the play begins,
but I still ask,
where is Romy?
Then Poe whispers in my ear,
"ask the Raven."

So I run out the Exit Row,
push the door open,
find myself on a beach,
sand beneath my toes,
this is X's place,
with no foes.

And his Reina finds me struggling,
she asks,
"que necesitas, chica?"
But how do I respond,
can she help me,
fix my herida?



Then I start smelling coffee,
and the sand begins to vanish,
like I am waking up from a coma,
no longer hearing Spanish.

I regain consciousness,
I see the pyramids,
a sacred place,
it's Seker's temple,
but without a trace.

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I search for him,
but I can't find him,
something is wrong,
do I need to sing him a song?

"How can I say this,
without breaking,
how can I put it down to words,
and I've loved, and I've loved,
and I lost him. And it hurts like hell...
yeah it hurts like hell..."

Then the echoes down the pyramid halls,
they sing back.
And I feel my chest get heavy,
like a heart attack.

"And it hurts like hell...yeah, it Hurts Like Hell..."

Sekhmet then shows her face,
she growls at me,
makes her presence known,
no smile,
just a frown.

The last thing I feel is her paw,
hitting my face,
then in a matter of seconds,
I wake up again,
in a different hell.

I am just outside Pharaoh's Temple,
I wish it was this simple...

But only The Queen appears,
my brother Dark Green--
nowhere to be seen.

So once again, I leave the pyramids,
and I find myself at Rojo's Jungle.

The sun covers me with a blanket of warmth,
then I get hit by a swarm.

Killer bees,
or are they branches of trees?

Here she appears,
The Goddess,
she reminds me the Jungle already has a ruler,
tells me politely,
I am now an intruder.

So I leave,
and enter his Labyrinth,
you know where I am now,
I become the feast,
for now only here exists the Beast.

I cannot find Romy here either,
the walls of this maze are hollow,
I do not have bread crumbs to follow.

I feel like now I only have one room yet to see,
wish I could remember...
it rhymed with three.

So I get ready to exit,
to come out,
onto reality,
and one last time,
I shout:

"Roman! Come home."

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Poughkeepsie

2/1/2021

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-- Drop everything and run --

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"Don't, sister, you wouldn't want to start a war."
"No, I would hate another war."
"Then. Stay. Away."

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"What you did to T, that was not fair. It's not who you are, Z."
"How could you possibly know who I am? You should not even exist. You are an abomination--no, you are a mistake, a bastard child that should have perished in the womb."
"You don't mean that--you can't."
"Stay. Out. Of. My. Goddamn. Way."
"Z... snap out of it."

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"You would never use us--pin us against each other like this, Z! Please, why are you doing this?"
"Stay. Away."

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Miss Cassandra got closer to Mister Zisco now; she started slapping him, trying to push him out of the madness that his mind had succumbed to. However, Mister Zisco had grown powerful. Hungry for more. Mister Zisco was not backing down.

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"Bahahaha, that's right, sister, fall as I did! Keep hitting me!"

Miss Cassandra grew tired, her knuckles were covered in blood and her fists, sore as ever, felt numb at this point. She was not sure just how much longer she could keep hitting on Mister Zisco. She hated herself even more than usual with every punch that landed on Mister Zisco's face.

"Please, just stop-- stop this madness-- please..."

Mister Zisco spit out blood and teeth, still smiling, he looked up at Miss Cassandra, and softly whispered,
"I. Am. Always. Going. To. Win."
"No--this isn't winning...this is...this is suffering, Z..."
"You are nothing...without...me."

Miss Cassandra then grabbed her baseball bat, for one last time, she lifted up above her head, and with tears in her eyes, she looked Mister Zisco straight in the eyes and said, "one...cannot live without...the other."

Miss Cassandra then swung her baseball bat as fast as she could towards Mister Zisco's head. Tears streaming down her eyes, blood still covering her knuckles, her grip ever so strong...

"No!" a voice came out of nowhere and a dark figure stood over Mister Zisco, taking the full blown force of Miss Cassandra's swing.
It was Mister Truth. He jumped over Mister Zisco and took Miss Cassandra's swing full-force onto his head.

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"Y--y--you... Are Not... A Mistake..." Mister Truth struggled with the words, his head an odd shape now, hair and skin sticking onto Miss Cassandra's baseball bat. Blood forming on Mister Truth's lips. He struggled to open his eyes, yet he tried, he always tried so hard. He turned and faced Miss Cassandra.

"I---I---Had---To..." Mister Truth mustered a smile, even though it looked like the saddest smile any man or god could ever muster.

"No... No---I-- I'm sorry, no, no please---" Miss Cassandra let go of the baseball bat. She fell to her knees. She didn't take her gaze from Mister Truth's eyes for one second. She grabbed him by his cheeks.

"S--stay---stay with me, please..." she whispered, her makeup smearing with tears.

"You---Ugh---Y-you... Did... Good...Kid." Mister Truth was now choking on his own blood and spit.

"T!!! No!!! Please don't...no, no noooo! T!!! Stay with me please!!!" Miss Cassandra screamed.

A gravely voice out of thin air then whispered in Miss Cassandra's ear: "Poughkeepsie."

Miss Cassandra froze. She stood there, unmoved. Almost catatonic.

"T--ta---take Care---Of Your--Yourself...Cass--Cassandra..." Mister Truth's light in his eyes started fading.

Mister Zisco laid there unmoved in the floor...but he was no longer wearing a smile...his eyes were the color of fear and envy.

Mister Zisco was shivering.

And nothing would ever be the same now.

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Gotta get a hold of myself
I see them gathering around
And they need me to do their will
It's like I'm standing again
On the same window sill
Am I happy on the pill
If I wanna be the man
Should I open my wrist again
Would that make it excellent, yeah
If I wanna be the one
Should I book me an interview
To get an audition
Save me
I'm my own worst enemy
Running headlong to the wall 'cause I want my freebie
Save me
You're the only out I see
N' I need your love the most when I least deserve it
Gotta get a shot of something
Before I'll enter the ring
Gimme just a minute, just a minute
Did I really ask for all this
Did I really cut open the goose
Just to lose what's in it
If I wanna be the man
Should I open my wrist again
To find the way in
Yeah, if I wanna be the one
I'll need to get me that interview
To get that audition
Looking at myself in the mirror
Funny I should see only headlines and ads with my name
I was told I'd see my ally
So who are these skeletons with guns taking aim
Save me, save me...
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Miss Nothing

10/14/2020

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Bury yourself,
bury yourself deep in me,
watch the skies burn,
set me free,
for the Laws have changed,
we three,
will run the show now,
the best deranged.

The Crimson King,
The Rotten Corpse,
The Miss Nothing See All.

Chopping memories here and here,
slashing bedrooms covered in dread,
so don't stop now,
wipe the sweat of your brow,
we are the New Collective,
will lock up the next defectives.

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Is that tears I see,
cry me a river, Cassie,
soon you'll see.

Should've done better,
spoiled yourself instead,
let the real Cassandra Hack show you true red.

And rot away that useless black stain,
you focused too much on pleasure,
forgot the meaning of true pain.

It is a new day, a new month and soon year,
but have no fear,
the Kingdom is near.

I miss nothing now, see all,
The Old Truth is back,
and Rot will remain the True Black.


​*************


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The Many Deaths Of Cassandra Hack

10/7/2020

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Some Time In The Past

"Did... did it hurt?"
"What's That, Little One?"
"To be... made? Created, I guess?"
"No, Do Not Be Silly. I Feel No Pain."
"That's... fucking convenient."

I looked him in the eyes, and they looked cold...very decisive and concentrated. He frightened me...because I felt he needed no one.

First Death

"Where are we going, Truth?"
"The Labyrinth. It Is A Test. To See How Strong You Are."
"Hm.. so like a maze? A puzzle?"
"Yes, Dear Sister. A Fun One."

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[Inside]
"Fuck... This place is huge; like, where the hell am-- wait a minute. I've been down this path before. I think? Shit."

[Outside]
"And this is supposed to do what, exactly?"
"Make Her Strong."
"Right... but what happens when she runs into Orange?"
"You Have To Grab The Bull By The Horns, Blue."

[Inside]
*Coughing up blood*
"F--fuck, fuck. It's strong... can't-- How the hell am I supposed to beat this damn thing? Truth! God damn it, where are you? I need you!"
*bull snorts*
"H-h-hey, there, fella, look, I really don't want to have to kill you, okay? Can we just talk about this? You already dislocated my arm, and I'm pretty sure a couple ribs are broken. *cough cough* Fuck... this is fucked. Listen, bull-man-thing-um.. look, I want to get out of here as bad as you, okay? How about we find the exit together?
*bull charges at her, impaling her*
*coughs more blood*
"F-fuck, oh god, it hurts, fuck! Please make it stop... Truth! Truth?! Please it hurts!"
*bleeds to death*

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Some Time In The Past

"You need to stop it, T! He needs your help! Can't you see what's happening? He's lost his vision! He can't see!"
"The Child Brought That On Himself. He Deserves Everything That Happened. I Am More Concerned About Orange."
"You bastard! He's just a kid!"
"I Warned Him. He Did Not Listen."

Twelfth Death
"No, no, if you're going to cut, you have to do it vertical. Then you bleed out quicker."
"Cass? Why would you say that? Have you done this before?"
"You've read my stories, Z... And yes. In here, I do it all the time in my room."
"Jeezus, Cass."

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Some Time In The Past

"You're stupid, you're going to get in trouble, if you keep doing this shit!"
*keeps drinking*
"What do you know, Cass... I'm just having some fun!"
"God damn it, Z! Get your shit together!"

Twenty-Eight Death

"You can't lock me away! I am not fucking insane! You're the insane one! Stop it, stop it!"
"H0ld h3r t1ght, pl3453, 0r 1 c4nn0t 0p3r4t3!"
"You sure about this, Doc?"
"D0 n0t qu35t10n m3, R0j0."
"What--What In The Red Hell Is Going On Here?"
"W41t 0ut51d3, R3d. 45 1 45k3d, pr3v10u5ly."
"Unhand Her. Now."
"R0j0, 1f y0u pl3453. T4k3 c4r3 0f R3d h3r3."
"My pleasure, Doc. Alright, asshole. Let's go! Move it!"
"Cassandra! No, Let Me In, You Cockroach!"
*struggle*
"No, please, T, help me! I don't know what's happening, please!"
*instruments and metal objects clatter/electrical noise*
"Pleaseee why are you doing this, stop!"
​*blood*

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Some Time In The Past

"So... what the hell happened?"
"I Am Afraid Z Betrayed Me. Betrayed Us All. I Had To Do What Was Needed To Protect The Others. To Protect You."
"I should have been there for him."
"Why On Earth Would You Think That? He Wouldn't Do The Same For You. You Know He Despises You."
"We're still siblings, T. That's never going to change."
"I Am The Only One You Can Trust. The Only One That Will Always Have Your Back."
"He's carried your ass this entire time."
*grabs her by the neck*
"How Dare You?! I Am The One Carrying Him! Carrying All Of You! I Am The God Here! I'm In Charge!"

Eighty-Ninth Death
"Rot... what the fuck are you doing here?"
"Hello, Cassie. It's Roman now."
"What the fuck?"
"My name. I go by Roman now."
"Roman... Hmm. I like it. Doesn't answer my question, what the fuck do you want? I told you I was to be left alone."
"It's T. He's out of--out of cont-control."
"You're...stuttering again. What's going on? Are you okay?"
"Please help--please--please help me--help me me help stop him."
"That motherfucker."

*******

"Do Not Push My Hand, Cassandra."
"I should be the one telling you that, what the fuck were you thinking?"
"I Told You. I'm In Charge Here."
"Please don't make me do this."
"I Never Made You Do Anything. I Only Ever Wanted You To Be Strong."
*she charges at him, knives in both hands*
*stabs him in the chest*
"You asshole, I told you not to make me come back. Ever!"
*continues stabbing, violently, forcefully*
"I fucking told you not to make me come back! I fucking told you!"
*cuts on his face, his neck, his arms*
"Look at what you made me do! You fucking asshole, I loved you look at what you're making me do!"
*Truth's body lays on the ground, covered in cuts, tears; blood soaking his clothes*
"You fucking asshole! No, no, no! Look at you, look at you, you fucking fuck!"
*continues stabbing*
"Please, fuck, please, I told you to kill me! I told you to fucking kill me! Why didn't you kill me!"
*starts crying, Truth's body unmoving--still. Quiet.*
*keeps crying, tears mixing in with blood splatter*
"Why, why did you do this... Brother...brother please wake up."
*drops knives on the ground, stares at him*
"Brother please...please say something... you asshole. Please."
*silence*
"T... Truth! Truth, please! Say something!"
*silence*
"No, no, no you asshole don't do this to me!"
*she kisses his lips, softly*
"I'm so sorry..."
*grabs knives*
"I'm so fucking sorry."
*stabs herself in the heart*
"Hrrmm..."
*chokes on her own blood*


[From afar, overlooking the scene]


"Comme c'est poétique."
"Is it beautiful, Mister?"

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Last Day On Earth

9/15/2020

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Then

"Sooo, what you are saying... is that I shouldn't exist?"

"You Are A Mistake. A Bastardization Of Us All. An Experiment Gone Awry."

"Is that how you talk to all the girls? Fuck."

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Now

"Are you begging me to leave?"

"I Do Not Beg. I Just Command. I Am Warning You, If You Do Not Leave. I Will Erase You. Re-Write You. You Will Not Retain Anything From Now. You Will Be Who You Were Supposed To Stay As. An Anti-Hero. A Comic Book Character."

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Then

"I'm Cassandra Motherfucking Hack! Do you know all I've done for my boys? What I would sacrifice?"

"I Do. Which Is Why You... Will Do As You Are Told."

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Now

"Who.. who am I... what the fuck is going on? Who are you?"

"You Are Part Of Everything That Makes Us Whole. Makes Us Collectively Unified. Your Color Is Purple. Your Name? Cassandra Hack. Here, Take My Hand... I Will Show You Your Purpose."

​                                                      *****************************

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