Actors: @Despapa69 @MasterCuddler It was one of those rare days. Drunk and high out of my mind, I wanted to dance. For the first time ever, I wanted to be free. Just for awhile. The music pounds my head. Ugh, it’s one of those edm songs. But I dance anyways. Though of course, not an inch of my body knows how to. My body betrays me, I stumbled. Something fluffy bumps into my back, “Ah!”, “wtf” and some other cusses shouted around me. My head begins to hurt. Still more cusses continue. In a hurry I apologized. “Hey, my bad my bad.” I clenched my stomach, beginning to feel nauseous. “Fuck off, you suck at dancing” “yea!” “Hey you bumped into my girl!” And many other things shouted as I get shoved. The music continues. Like I said, sorr- urgh”, I vomited. A rising disgust surrounds me as the people left me alone. Similarly as if to mock me the music reaches its climax. “Eyyy everybody put your hands up!!!”, the DJ said calmly. And up goes everyone’s hands as I sit in my puddle of regret. “Hey”, “HEY!” I snapped out of it and look underneath me. “Bro wtf, it’s all over me now” There’s a person, no… a chicken? A pretty handsome one too? I look at him. His feathery coat shining in all my glory. Ahh fuck. “My bad-“ “Let’s get out of here first”, the chicken said in a hurry, cutting me off. I looked around and nodded my head. It’s seems like the crowd is going to get more fired up. He helped me up. Stumbling, I use him as my wall support. “So…what’s bring you here?”, he asked. I tell him the story. Just some of your regular “woe is me” mixed in with some bullshit. “Haha” he laughs then says, “then come hang out with me! Think about it, just me and you. Picking up some girls. Absolutely hilarious!” Well… that does… sounds funny not gonna lie. How many cock jokes can we make? Fuck. “Yea pfft, let’s go”, I muttered in between my laughs. Maybe because of my drunken stupor, I was more excited than usual. Arms over the chicken’s neck, “Hey ladies, wanna see my huge cock?” “Yo yo big fella, my cock is bigger!” “Bokbokbok!!”, The chicken goes flexing his superior beauty. Drinking more, we repelled everyone away with my glorious stink. I look at the person…animal? in my arms. How strange, he’s a human sized chicken too. The world changes so fast without me knowing. World hunger can be stopped now. “Eyyyy, 3… 2…1…let’s gooooooo!!!”, the DJ says calmly. Fireworks begin to shoot off. The crowd chants encore as the festival ended. What a night. The chicken invited me to his place. It’s a shed. I headed inside, it’s a hay stack. “Oh well it works”, I shrugged. Freshly washed from the water hose and clothes borrowed from the chicken, I lay down. Peaceful chirps of a barren land and moonlight peaking through the broken roof. Is this how it feels to be a chicken? I can’t tell. Feeling drowsy, I hear a sound. It’s the chicken. He's back. Slowly opening my eyes, I soon stopped. “If I…If I’m ever gone... “, the chicken mutters as he makes marks onto something. Let’s just sleep, I heard nothing, saw nothing. Yep. I close my eyes. The next day. Ugh my head. I get up, the chicken isn’t here. Food…food and water. There’s something on the table. Oh he got me some local breakfast, how nice. I take a bite, yum~ Memories from yesterday flows back. What was last night all about anyways? I walked out. There’s a bloody mess. “What the...” Feathers are everywhere. Hey hey hey, this can’t be happening. “Hey-“, pausing I realize I don’t even know his name. “Hey Big Chicken!” I continue yelling, running around. “Bokbok”, “Hey Chicken!” I arrive at the sound. It was just a regular chicken. “Fuck, not you! The handsome one goddamnit!” I punched the wall. Out of breath, I walked back. Where’d he go. Don’t tell, don’t tell me yesterday had something to do… fuck. I run back to the shed. Bang, I slam open the doors. On the wall, he was doing something there last night. They are words. I get closer, it says: [You may not know this, but I consider us as friends. It’s been awhile and will continue to be awhile till we meet again.] I continue reading. [As a brother to a brother, I…] Looking down, clenching my fist. “Fuck. Damnit all!!!!!” Tears fall. The end of a brother falls. Spoiler: Click to see Chicken’s last message …never gonna give you up, never going to let you down
I don't know what to say, beautiful? What I read here needs a number, an object class, Special Containment Procedures, a description and the text goes into the addendum, this would be an excellent SCP story, it gives that sort of feeling
I’m an SCP organism? Wait, it might work as a horror game. Imagine getting chased by a handsome chicken?