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 meja, jadual in a bleak room... Lit sejak a single light bulb attached to a half broken porselin lamp... They each stare at some playing cards then back at each other...
Man 1:(American) Check...
Man 2:(Japanese) I'll raise anda 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 saat bottle in your locker...
Man 1: Wait... Why are anda betting off my stuff and how do anda know what's in my locker!?!
Man 2: A, because you've been so shit faced for the past jam anda didn't realize I've been betting your belongings, and B, You've been keeping your locker wide open every night when anda 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) anda had nothing! 3, 5, 10, 8, and a 6... All in different suits... anda fuckin' baka (laughs) And anda were gonna call! (LHAO for about 20 saat until Man 1 hits the floor) *sighs* Again? Really?.... (walks over to help Man 1 up but is grabbed from behind sejak 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 Pencuci Mulut 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 anda 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 Muzik blaring from the speakers, and swiveling in a chair back and forth between computers Singing 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 Friends too...
Arekkusu: New friends?
Jemuzu: Yeah, I tranq'd em...
Arekkusu: And mencuri their bottle...
Jemuzu nods and shrugs
Arekkusu: You're cold man. anda know that?
Jemuzu: So is this shit hole... I'm blending in...
Arekkusu: Well, don't take too long, anda gotta get that disc A.S.A.P... Brent's flipping out Jemuzu...
Jemuzu: He should try experimenting marijuana... Maybe it would calm his keldai down a notch...
Arekkusu: (chuckles)
Jemuzu: I'm gonna get a alih on here... And Arekkusu... if you're gonna blast Muzik 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) tunjuk 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 meja, jadual in a bleak room... Lit sejak a single light bulb attached to a half broken porselin lamp... They each stare at some playing cards then back at each other...
Man 1:(American) Check...
Man 2:(Japanese) I'll raise anda 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 saat bottle in your locker...
Man 1: Wait... Why are anda betting off my stuff and how do anda know what's in my locker!?!
Man 2: A, because you've been so shit faced for the past jam anda didn't realize I've been betting your belongings, and B, You've been keeping your locker wide open every night when anda 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) anda had nothing! 3, 5, 10, 8, and a 6... All in different suits... anda fuckin' baka (laughs) And anda were gonna call! (LHAO for about 20 saat until Man 1 hits the floor) *sighs* Again? Really?.... (walks over to help Man 1 up but is grabbed from behind sejak 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 Pencuci Mulut 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 anda 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 Muzik blaring from the speakers, and swiveling in a chair back and forth between computers Singing 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 Friends too...
Arekkusu: New friends?
Jemuzu: Yeah, I tranq'd em...
Arekkusu: And mencuri their bottle...
Jemuzu nods and shrugs
Arekkusu: You're cold man. anda know that?
Jemuzu: So is this shit hole... I'm blending in...
Arekkusu: Well, don't take too long, anda gotta get that disc A.S.A.P... Brent's flipping out Jemuzu...
Jemuzu: He should try experimenting marijuana... Maybe it would calm his keldai down a notch...
Arekkusu: (chuckles)
Jemuzu: I'm gonna get a alih on here... And Arekkusu... if you're gonna blast Muzik 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) tunjuk 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...