"The reason I talk to myself is because I’m the only one whose answers I accept."
-George Carlin~~~~~~~~
Alyas's POV
I get up man I hate mornings unless it's for work you could tell. Which remind me I better get going I have a job this morning and at lunch a job offer. This is going to be interesting I say grabbing my best pistol not my favorite but hey the most powerful and my favorite putting them in my bag. I go outside and head to the tattoo place.~~~~~~~
"Hey, guys," I say in a happy voice that I use around people to make sure they're always in my web. "Hey alyas can you take 4 more clients I noticed you only had one this morning" I nod my head but mentally I'm pissed your supposed to fucking schedule here they could have at least asked before I got here "great I'll let them know" of course they're already here I go in to work on my current client.
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"Ok what can I do for you guys" I ask trying to be polite "I would like this infinite sign with the music notes it surrounded by a crimson splatter" a man in a trench coat says I'm assuming he or someone he loves, loves music so he does like anymore but there's some tie. "I would like a girl dressed as a ballerina being forced to move by ravens," another man says he must have known someone like that and hold a grudge maybe he did something controlling for revenge. "And you sir" I say looking at the man I realise it's the guy from the other day I act different at work way different "start with losing the facade its annoying and it's your choice I wanna see what you come up with based on what you know about me" he says "fine your friends first cause they said what they wanted first" that doesn't matter I need time.
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I'm halfway done with the guy with the ballerina tattoo and I have an idea a canvas with a bird fading away leave only a few feathers. I finish up this guys tattoo and ask the other man if I can do it on his back.
I do the tattoo he seemed to like it they left satisfied and with a huge tip too. "Hey guys I'm going to lunch bye," I say running out of the place and to Chinatown someone wants to hire me for my second job but I think this is a test.~~~~~~
I get to the restaurant it's a ramen shop "Hello I'm looking for Mr.slig" the chief point to a booth I nod and head that way. "Hears your location alyas you have twenty-four hours to get a file and bring it back this is all the info you get. happy hunting" he says then gets up and leaves. Man way to leave me clueless. I open the profile hm... so I have to get this nut case file from an asylum within twenty-four hours that's easy.
I go outside and read the file Arianna Lucide aka killer joy. A transgender, bisexual, female that was bullied her family prayed more attention to her sister. She had enough and murdered everyone she knew the police caught her though. She had amnesia causing her to go crazy. In the end, she murders the whole asylum with ... a ... chainsaw "HOW THE HELL DID SHE GET A CHAINSAW WHERE WAS THE SECURITY IN THIS PLACE!" I shout then continued to read. She wears a broken Straitjacket, goth style pants, and some boots that only reach to the knees. Around her neck is a black collar. mascara is dripping down her face. Her hair is black, but at the bottom of her hair, its dyed with blue hair dye.
'Hm this kids interesting' I think to myself 'I wonder how old they are now. I mainly need to worry if I run into them. the good news is if their weapon is a chain saw... it's going to be easy to hear.~~~~~~
I'm almost to the asylum it looks like the state tried to hide it surrounded by trees. I saw a beautiful craftsman house before coming in tho. Man, I wish I could live there. I continue walking tell I see a creepy looking abandoned build. 'That must be the asylum' I thought entering the building.
I look for the patient files but where would they be? Maybe the therapy office. I walk towards the therapy office then hear someone speak "today's your lucky day buddy!" the growl of what sounds like a chainsaw "shit" "hehehehe your next" I turn to see the girl that files I'm looking for. "This is going to be fun," she says before lunging at me.
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the fading painting
Fanfiction~book one of something forgotten~ ~bloody painter fan fic~ Alyas Amin loved all forms of art especially music and art. What happens when she discovers the truth and those she love does to?