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Post by brokenwings on Aug 14, 2005 3:05:02 GMT -5
:oJason's gone crazy!!! *sits in corner* Update soon!!!
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Post by TABBY on Aug 14, 2005 10:10:17 GMT -5
Yes, and it was a brilliant idea. *goes to the corner* Hey, braces? ANy more cookies for the corner folk? awwwww thanks, i was just going with my inner crazyness. so i thought "WHY NOT SIT IN A CORNER AND WAIT FOR AN UPDATE??!!" and i guess it was a good idea lol. anyway please update
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Post by billiejoeroxmysox on Aug 14, 2005 10:20:03 GMT -5
Yes he has. He gets crazier, don't worry. Or maybe that should be do worry. Anyway, updating:
PART FOUR
Jason had kept his gun on Billie's head the whole drive, and Billie hadn't stopped shaking. His breathing hadn't slowed down either and I was scared he would pass out. Eventually, we arrived at what I guessed was Jason's house and I started to be scared for different reasons. Jason got out of the car first and opened Mike's door.
"Get out." he said as he took the keys from him. He headed to Tre's door and said the same thing. Then he came to Frank's door and opened it.
"Get out" he said for the third time. Frank and I slid out without hesitation and I had to drag Billie out, as I was still holding his hand. We all stood by the car as we watched Jason lock it and pocket the keys, still pointing the gun at Billie.
He was shaking even more now and he looked terrified of his ex-friend and his gun, which he hadn't taken his eyes off since he first saw it. Billie's breathing got even faster as his tight grip on my hand loosened and i felt him falling. I grabbed his arm and sat him down slowly on the grass.
"Shh, calm down. It's gonna be OK. Calm down. Slow your breathing down." I told him, trying to make sure he didn't pass out, although I knew I didn't have a hope in hell. Jason had set him off on a panic attack. I turned round and looked at Mike.
"Mike, Billie's passed out." I said quietly, hoping Jason wouldn't hear. Unfortunately, Mike didn't hear either, so I repeated it louder and Mike rushed over. I could see Jason's face, he looked concerned despite the fact that he had been pointing his gun at Billie for the past 20 minutes, obviously wanting him to be scared.
Mike sat on the grass cross-legged with Billie's head in his lap. Tre and Frank started to walk over when Jason shouted.
"Oi! What's happening?" he called, running over to where we were on the grass.
"He passed out because he had a panic attack and it's all your fault you idiot!" Mike burst out, glaring at Jason.
"Carry him into the house. NOW!" he shouted at me and Mike, brandishing his gun. I picked up Billie's legs and Mike picked him up under his arms. He wasn't as heavy as I'd expected and it was relatively easy to carry him into Jason's house, where Tre and Frank were already waiting.
"Lay him down in there." Jason said, indicating the closet.
"Lay him down in the closet?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Yes! Put him in the closet!" he shouted, losing his patience. Me and Mike carried Billie into the closet and lay him gently on the floor. I wiped the blood off his cheek with my sleeve and walked back out into the corridor. I stood next to Frank and held his hand.
"Tape up his feet, hands and mouth." Jason said to Tre, throwing him a roll of ductape.
"I am not tying Billie up!" Tre shouted at Jason, a look of disgust on his face.
"Oh yes you are!" Jason shouted back as he put the gun to Tre's head.
"Alright! Alright, I'll do it." Tre said, scurrying into the rather large closet.
"I'm sorry Billie." he mumbled as he put a piece of ductape over Billie's mouth. When he had done he came back out of the closet and stood inbetween me and Mike. Jason pointed at me.
"Take your shoes off and give them to me." he said. I looked at the black Converses on my feet confusedly and took them off. I handed them slowly to Jason. Then without warning, he flung them into the side of Tre's head. Tre fell backwards into Mike's arms, unconcious.
"What the f-" Mike started, only to be knocked out by my flying Converses. Both him and Tre fell on the floor. Frank was hit next and I let out a little squeal as he fell to the ground. Jason flung the Converses one last time and everything went black.
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Yay! That's part four for ya. Quite a long part by my standards. Hope you enjoy. P.S Thank you Hannah for the inspiration for this story. Especially the Converses part!!
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Post by deathbyconverse on Aug 14, 2005 10:25:23 GMT -5
Well who else would have given you odd ideas. I hope everyone is okay...I hope my converses are okay *cough* I mean everyone human. It was great I love it. *sits in corner*
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Post by billiejoeroxmysox on Aug 14, 2005 10:28:24 GMT -5
The Converses make a come back. You haven't seen the last of them. Except it's Tre's pair next time. But i'm not going to update for a while, so have fun in your corner!!!
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Post by deathbyconverse on Aug 14, 2005 10:34:38 GMT -5
Oh I will *puts Nimrod on* Yay! for the come back of the converses.
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Post by xX*Sophie*Xx on Aug 14, 2005 10:38:22 GMT -5
Yay for converses! Boo for Jason! *brings muffins for corner club*
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Post by billiejoeroxmysox on Aug 14, 2005 11:17:08 GMT -5
Ha ha! Muffins. Anyway, I shall update around 7-ish i think. For all you Americans, that's about 2pm. I think i might just go and find a muffin...
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Post by billiejoeroxmysox on Aug 14, 2005 13:47:34 GMT -5
Here you go: an update. I said i'd update at 7-ish and i've kept my word.
PART FIVE *Jason's POV*
I dragged Mike, Tre and the other two into the closet with Billie and I ductaped them all up, just like Tre had done to Billie. It was a bit cramped in the closet with five of them in there, but they were all unconcious, so they didn't mind.
I wasn't quite sure why I was doing this to Mike, Tre and the other two, but Billie deserved what was coming to him. Nobody talks to me like that and gets away with it. I knelt down beside him and stroked his black hair which was sticking up at odd angles. I suppose I did feel kind of bad, I had gone a little bit over the top, and I really don't know why I had told him in the first place. I looked at Billie's cheek, the one I had scratched, and felt even worse. Was all this really necessary? Then I remembered what Billie had said to me in the restraunt and I knew he deserved everything he got.
-------- And that was a mega short part and I'm feeling generous, so I'll give you part six aswell. --------
PART SIX *Mike's POV*
"Ow, shit" I grumbled in my head as I woke up on the floor of the closet, squashed up against the wall. My hands and feet were ductaped and so was my mouth. I used the wall to sit myself up and I looked around the room. Everyone else was still unconcious, or they were doing a good job of pretending. Billie's head was on my feet and a little of his blood was on my shoes. The girl and the guy from the restraunt had been ductaped too. I felt sorry for them, they didn't even know us and now they'd got caught up in this fiasco. I looked around the room again for something that would help me get rid of my ductape.
"Mmm mph mm!" I mumbled to myself behind the ductape as i caught sight of a very large coat hook on the door. I forced myself to stand up using the wall, kicking Billie's head several times in the process, and hopped over to the coat hook.
"Mmm mph!" mumbled the guy from the restraunt. I had stood on his hands and woke him up.
"Mmmph." I apologised and proceeded towards the hook again. It was quite low down on the door and the point was sharp. It almost looked like it had been put here for me to escape! I tried to cut the ductape on my wrists. I managed to make lots of holes in it and I started to get frustrated with myself so I stabbed the ductape down in the hook and pulled away from the door so the hook cut through the ductape.
"Mmm mm mph!" I shouted triumphantly as the ductape fell away from my hands. I ripped the tape off my mouth and instanty regretted it as my cheeks started to sting.
"Ow!" I shouted. I sat down and took the ductape off from around my ankles. When I was finally free I stood up and looked at everyone else. The guy from the restraunt was looking up at me hopefully so I untied his wrists and left him to do the rest. He then proceeded to wake his girlfriend and I went to Tre, who had been woken up by my rather loud, triumphant shout of "Mmm mm mph!" and was wriggling around like a fish out of water.
"Stop wriggling Tre! I can't undo your ductape!" I hissed at him and he eventually ceased in his wriggliness long enough for me to untie his wrists. When he was free he stood up with a giant grin on his face and said:
"I'M FREE!!" In a very loud whisper. I shook my head at him and looked over at Billie.
------- There you go. Enjoy. ;D
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Post by deathbyconverse on Aug 14, 2005 14:31:35 GMT -5
Oh I loved. It was great, I laughed so hard. all this mmmph speak rocked. Thw whole thing rocked I want an update I'm loving it. XD *sits in corner and eats muffins*
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Post by billiejoeroxmysox on Aug 14, 2005 15:31:14 GMT -5
I'm glad you're loving it. I'm also glad you liked the 'mmm mmph' thing. I kinda realised that meant i didn't have to think of what they were gona say, it was just 'Mmm!' or 'Mmm mph!'. Life was made so much easier by the ductape. Strangely enough... I'll update tomorrow. In the morning if I'm up, if not early afternoon. But for all you Americans it's different cause I'm 5 hours ahead of you lot.
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Post by TABBY on Aug 14, 2005 19:53:50 GMT -5
WHAT DID BILLIE SAY!!!! ?? i have to know. also guys i tryed to go to my green day concert but it was POSPONED!!!!! rumors are that someone either got alcohol poisening or billie got really sick and had to be rushed to the hospital.......... . im really pissed off and worried at the same time
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Post by xX*Sophie*Xx on Aug 15, 2005 3:08:47 GMT -5
*steals a muffin before they're all gone*
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Post by billiejoeroxmysox on Aug 15, 2005 8:05:40 GMT -5
Maybe the someone that got alcohol poisoning was Billie (well that's really sick right?) and that's why he got rushed to hospital? AHHH!! Need to know what happened! Please find out someone. AHHH!! What if someone dies? WHAT IF BILLIE DIES?!?!? Sorry, I'm over dramatic like that. Anyway, to take our minds off Billie and alcohol poisoning, lets go back to Billie and being locked in a cupboard...
PART SEVEN **Hannah's POV**
"Hannah! Wake up!" Frank called, shaking me. My head hurt, which wasn't surprising as I'd been hit over the head with my own Converses. I realised my hands and feet were tied up and I was gagged. Frank was untying my wrists.
"There you go." he said to me as I felt the tape fall away. I took the rest of the tape off my mouth and feet and stood up. We were all in the closet which was surprisingly huge. I looked over at Mike who was standing over Billie. Billie was thrashing around on the floor, still tied up. I ran over to Mike.
"Keep still Billie!" Mike said, grabbing his foot as it kicked out at him.
"Mmm mph!" Billie mumbled loudly.
"Keep still!" Mike said again, grabbing his other foot.
"Mm mm mmm mmm!" Billie mumbled, staring angrily at Mike.
"Calm down and we'll untie you." I said, kneeling down at his side.
"Mm mmph mmm." he mumbled sadly, burying his head in my knee.
"Come here." I said, reaching over him to untie his wrists.
"Do his feet Mike." I said to Mike, who was still holding Billie's feet up in the air. I started to take the ductape off Billie's mouth carefully, but he made movements with his hands to indicate ripping it off as quickly as possible.
"Are you sure?" I asked, knowing it would hurt like hell.
"Mm!" he replied, nodding his head. I ripped it off and Billie put his hand to his mouth and buried his face in the floor. He then screamed into the floor before sitting up again, a smile spread across his face.
"Well that hurt. Anyway, when are we gonna get out of here?" he said cheerfully.
"The door's locked." I explained as Billie stood up and put a hand to his cheek which was looking really sore. Probably due to the fact that I had just ripped a piece of ductape off it.
"How are we gonna gat out if the door's locked?" he asked, a more worried look now on his face.
"Jason has to come back sometime. We'll just wait until he does. He won't have expected us to have escaped from the ductape." Mike said, his arm around Tre's shoulder.
-------- There you go. Part Eight will be here later tonight. Maybe. But I would like to know what happened with your concert iwannamarrytrecool. And I hope it gets rescheduled really soon. And I also hope that whoever is ill (Billie or someone else) gets better soon too.
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Post by billiejoeroxmysox on Aug 15, 2005 8:12:38 GMT -5
OK. I have news. GDA says (and I quote):
We just got word in that tonights show in Ohio was cancelled. Here's the news from Reprise Records... "It was just announced that Green Day had to regretfully postpone their performance scheduled for August 14th at the E.J. Nutter Center due to illness of a band member.
Ticket holders for the August 14th concert are asked to hold on to their tickets as both band and promoter are working to reschedule the postponed concert. The new date will be announced shortly."
If you were going save your ticket, when we hear about a new date for that venue, we'll be sure to let you know. All we've heard is that it was announced on the radio Billie's voice was fucked up or something. The spokeswoman for the arena said that Billie Joe was NOT taken to the hospital. ------------------ Phew. So, iwannamarrytrecool, this is good news. You can still go to the concert, and Billie was ill, but not taken to hospital. Joy. No dead people and no alcohol poisoning. Even more joy.
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