Jemuzu's voice: It's cold... So fuckin' cold... No use in bringing my sword to this place... It would have been stuck inside it's sheath... I wouldn't be able to get it free quick enough... Who makes a base in Antarctica? Why?... I guess if ya wanna fuck a yeti it's a hot local, but if I saw a yeti now... I think I'd kill it for it's coat... But there are fewer voices here and I don't know why... but a part of me... Feels like I'm home...
June 23rd 2002... United Nations Antarctic Research Facility...
Two men in thick sweaters and snow pants sit on stools staring at each other across a small तालिका, टेबल in a bleak room... Lit द्वारा a single light bulb attached to a half broken चीनी मिटटी, चीनी मिट्टी के बरतन lamp... They each stare at some playing cards then back at each other...
Man 1:(American) Check...
Man 2:(Japanese) I'll raise आप 3 shots of that johnny walker...
Man 1: 3 shots? That's one sip for a real man... Bottle's almost empty!
Man 2: I saw the सेकंड bottle in your locker...
Man 1: Wait... Why are आप betting off my stuff and how do आप know what's in my locker!?!
Man 2: A, because you've been so shit faced for the past घंटा आप didn't realize I've been betting your belongings, and B, You've been keeping your locker wide open every night when आप puke and pass out...
Man 1: Leave it to the Japanese to trick an honest drunk man...
Man 2: Leave it to an American to get THAT drunk...
Man 1: (chuckles) You're alright kid... Lets do another shot! Fuck this game... (walks to his locker to get the bottle)
Man 2: (peeks at Man 1's cards) आप had nothing! 3, 5, 10, 8, and a 6... All in different suits... आप fuckin' baka (laughs) And आप were gonna call! (LHAO for about 20 सेकंड्स until Man 1 hits the floor) *sighs* Again? Really?.... (walks over to help Man 1 up but is grabbed from behind द्वारा a man in all white and gray camo with a black snow mask over his face)
Jemuzu's voice comes from the masked man...
Jemuzu: How many guards in the main lab? Where's the main computer?
Man 2: Who the hell are you?
Jemuzu: An American that can hold his liquor, and has a मिठाई eagle muzzle against the base of your skull... Now talk...
Man 2: Usually there's only 2 guards at the entrance.
Jemuzu: Inside the lab itself?
Man 2: Idk, I'm just a janitor!
Jemuzu: You're lying Mr. Tayoga...
Man 2: How do आप know my name!?!
Jemuzu: Really doesn't matter does it? (shoots a tranquilizer dart into his neck)
Jemuzu's voice: Relief... It loves the panic and fear... the fear of pain... The part that felt at home... Now felt somewhat... Satisfied... For the moment at least... But then there's the other voice in my head... One that really never shuts up...
On a modified stealth C-130 flying 30,000 Ft up in the air, going in circles, there is a computer lab inside with rap संगीत blaring from the speakers, and swiveling in a chair back and forth between computers गाना into a head set is Arekkusu...
Arekkusu: (singing) I.. GOT... HOES...! I got ho o o o oes... In different area codes! Area co-odes! Hoes!!!
Jemuzu: (takes the bottle of johnny walker and takes a swig) Arekkusu!!!
Arekkusu: What's wrong bro!?!
Jemuzu: Shut... the... fuck up... And turn... that shit... down...
Arekkusu: (turns volume down) My bad... How's it going down there?
Jemuzu: I'm taking a break... (pours another shot and lights a cigarette) I got us some drink and made some new फ्रेंड्स too...
Arekkusu: New friends?
Jemuzu: Yeah, I tranq'd em...
Arekkusu: And चुरा लिया their bottle...
Jemuzu nods and shrugs
Arekkusu: You're cold man. आप know that?
Jemuzu: So is this shit hole... I'm blending in...
Arekkusu: Well, don't take too long, आप gotta get that disc A.S.A.P... Brent's flipping out Jemuzu...
Jemuzu: He should try experimenting marijuana... Maybe it would calm his नितंब, गधा down a notch...
Arekkusu: (chuckles)
Jemuzu: I'm gonna get a हटाइए on here... And Arekkusu... if you're gonna blast संगीत in my ear... AC/DC... Back in Black...
Arekkusu: I don't normally do requests... but since you're doing such a fine job... Here ya go (starts blasting AC/DC Back in Black)
Jemuzu: (Opens the door to the outside, puts out his cigarette in the snow, and pulls up the mask over his face) दिखाना time fuckers... (starts running towards a bigger building)
Jemuzu's voice: Tunes... Whiskey... Smokes... Be a fucking vacation... If it weren't for this god damn cold... btw... I'm baaaaack...
June 23rd 2002... United Nations Antarctic Research Facility...
Two men in thick sweaters and snow pants sit on stools staring at each other across a small तालिका, टेबल in a bleak room... Lit द्वारा a single light bulb attached to a half broken चीनी मिटटी, चीनी मिट्टी के बरतन lamp... They each stare at some playing cards then back at each other...
Man 1:(American) Check...
Man 2:(Japanese) I'll raise आप 3 shots of that johnny walker...
Man 1: 3 shots? That's one sip for a real man... Bottle's almost empty!
Man 2: I saw the सेकंड bottle in your locker...
Man 1: Wait... Why are आप betting off my stuff and how do आप know what's in my locker!?!
Man 2: A, because you've been so shit faced for the past घंटा आप didn't realize I've been betting your belongings, and B, You've been keeping your locker wide open every night when आप puke and pass out...
Man 1: Leave it to the Japanese to trick an honest drunk man...
Man 2: Leave it to an American to get THAT drunk...
Man 1: (chuckles) You're alright kid... Lets do another shot! Fuck this game... (walks to his locker to get the bottle)
Man 2: (peeks at Man 1's cards) आप had nothing! 3, 5, 10, 8, and a 6... All in different suits... आप fuckin' baka (laughs) And आप were gonna call! (LHAO for about 20 सेकंड्स until Man 1 hits the floor) *sighs* Again? Really?.... (walks over to help Man 1 up but is grabbed from behind द्वारा a man in all white and gray camo with a black snow mask over his face)
Jemuzu's voice comes from the masked man...
Jemuzu: How many guards in the main lab? Where's the main computer?
Man 2: Who the hell are you?
Jemuzu: An American that can hold his liquor, and has a मिठाई eagle muzzle against the base of your skull... Now talk...
Man 2: Usually there's only 2 guards at the entrance.
Jemuzu: Inside the lab itself?
Man 2: Idk, I'm just a janitor!
Jemuzu: You're lying Mr. Tayoga...
Man 2: How do आप know my name!?!
Jemuzu: Really doesn't matter does it? (shoots a tranquilizer dart into his neck)
Jemuzu's voice: Relief... It loves the panic and fear... the fear of pain... The part that felt at home... Now felt somewhat... Satisfied... For the moment at least... But then there's the other voice in my head... One that really never shuts up...
On a modified stealth C-130 flying 30,000 Ft up in the air, going in circles, there is a computer lab inside with rap संगीत blaring from the speakers, and swiveling in a chair back and forth between computers गाना into a head set is Arekkusu...
Arekkusu: (singing) I.. GOT... HOES...! I got ho o o o oes... In different area codes! Area co-odes! Hoes!!!
Jemuzu: (takes the bottle of johnny walker and takes a swig) Arekkusu!!!
Arekkusu: What's wrong bro!?!
Jemuzu: Shut... the... fuck up... And turn... that shit... down...
Arekkusu: (turns volume down) My bad... How's it going down there?
Jemuzu: I'm taking a break... (pours another shot and lights a cigarette) I got us some drink and made some new फ्रेंड्स too...
Arekkusu: New friends?
Jemuzu: Yeah, I tranq'd em...
Arekkusu: And चुरा लिया their bottle...
Jemuzu nods and shrugs
Arekkusu: You're cold man. आप know that?
Jemuzu: So is this shit hole... I'm blending in...
Arekkusu: Well, don't take too long, आप gotta get that disc A.S.A.P... Brent's flipping out Jemuzu...
Jemuzu: He should try experimenting marijuana... Maybe it would calm his नितंब, गधा down a notch...
Arekkusu: (chuckles)
Jemuzu: I'm gonna get a हटाइए on here... And Arekkusu... if you're gonna blast संगीत in my ear... AC/DC... Back in Black...
Arekkusu: I don't normally do requests... but since you're doing such a fine job... Here ya go (starts blasting AC/DC Back in Black)
Jemuzu: (Opens the door to the outside, puts out his cigarette in the snow, and pulls up the mask over his face) दिखाना time fuckers... (starts running towards a bigger building)
Jemuzu's voice: Tunes... Whiskey... Smokes... Be a fucking vacation... If it weren't for this god damn cold... btw... I'm baaaaack...