Dark Star: Kyouryoku

Chapter 13 - Lucky deal

Micah: The Great Comedy!

Supposedly a comedy show, though it doesn't get too many laughs from its audience. Maybe when the jokes are that bad but never truly a good joke.

I dislike him for reasons that I cannot say, but he has the capability to run the world if he so desires. I've been hearing way too much about him from that cocky B...I'm getting off-topic. He is dangerous, but I wouldn't think that Genjy would know just how dangerous he is.

Genjy was being dragged deeper and deeper into the TV-filled halls, that were ringing out every joke in the show repeatedly. Oh, horrible jokes.

"MMM MMMMMM!!"

They keep moving down this long hallw- AHK MY HEAD!! OW OW OW OW OW O-

-Should I keep allowing myself to be dragged away? His glove's smell is starting to get old, and my oxygen supply isn't exactly great. I'm only conscious because of much effort I'm putting into getting more oxygen into his hand. He is weirdly strong, though. Casually dragging me off with one hand. But he seems complacent, with an air of confidence that I would rather knock down a peg. But what if I'll see something interesting? Ah, screw it.

I start forming a water droplet on my hand, though it usually takes a few seconds to be complet-

*Plap*

"Agh, you little!!"

"Haha, you finally did it! I was wondering when you'd try something like that on me. I was starting to think I got your personality wrong, and you were in fact a chicken!"

"Buck Buck"

I have so many questions.

He dropped me from his hand the second the water became visible. He's talking as if he's a stalker, which should be impossible since I usually have a feel for it. His voice sounded like he was speaking into a microphone, even though there wasn't one to be seen. The TV's reacted when he spoke, making a chicken sound as he made fun of me.

That isn't the only thing that is weird about him, though. His attire, face, and hair were uncanny. His eyes, almost like their own screen. The inner eye was dark blue, similar to the TV screens a few moments ago, and there was a fade into light blue on the outer eye, but just on the lining of his eyes, there was a camera-like piece that moved slightly every now and then. He had a smile that seemed like it was a part of his very being and not just something he does consciously, looking similar to my mask.

I'm still going; his hair was black and spiky with dark blue tips that glowed ominously. He wore a black and white suit and a tie that seemed technologically advanced, telling the temperature, weather, and I even saw notifications for YOUTY (this world's YouTube). He has black gloves, and I swear I see something glowing underneath them. He seems quite human in every other detail.

"Hello, Hello. Am I being heard?"

*CLICK CLICK*

"Testing. I am quite loud, aren't I?"

"Yes, you are."

He taps his throat, checking like a microphone, and a mic sound, of equal absurdity to tapping your throat to check if sound came through, echoed throughout the hall. He spoke to one of the TVs, and it responded.

"I'm sorry, you are a lot to take in."

"I get that a lot! Way too much."

"HAHAHA"

A laugh track plays on another television.

One thing that I fully recognized were his bad jokes and the laugh track that played after each one.