Jun 2, 2018
Woah hang on there John we can talk about this…
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Woah hang on there John we can talk about this…
☠
John looked at his writing to make sure the not looked right.
Dear Rose,
If you want to see Nina again I demand to see the lingerie in person.
From your loving boyfriend
John
He thought it'd be fine and left it in the counter.
I Want My Alex Back. (implied death warning)
Chapter 1: Her Attacker
John’s vision was framed by the different shades of green foliage as he watched intently at the Schuyler sisters having their afternoon coffee. He set his binoculars down in the patch of grass next to him, letting out an exasperated sigh. He waited till the fair maidens walked out of the coffee shop and slowly followed in their footsteps. He waited desperately for one of them to split.
As if answering his prayers, Angelica, the oldest of the bunch, turned the corner towards her afternoon job, leaving the other two sisters to wander the streets together. John eagerly trailed behind the tall, beautiful sister, making sure to keep his distance, he watched her hips sway to the sass in her walk. Her shoulders stiff as a board but her wrists flailing left, right up and down. Her hair bounced to each foot she planted on the ground. He waited for the precise moment. John took out his phone and began typing slowly. Angelica's phone buzzed, immediately she stopped taking out her phone. She bent her head to stop the glare on her phone. To her surprise, the notification was nothing more than John
(Retarded Turtle boi)
JL: Hello, Angie what a beautiful street it is, isn’t it?
She wore a mask of confusion which quickly turned one of terror as someone seized her wrist and wrapped their arms around her neck. She tried to scream but she couldn’t find her voice as she was muffled by a dark black cardigan sleeve. Her attacker had failed to say a word as he dragged her without a struggle to a shiny, Dark blue Jaguar. She was tossed in the back, her wrists and feet shackled with a rough cloth. Her attacker, which she was just going to call him John doe for the sake of not knowing his name and the fact that, that was the first name of Alex’s lunatic ex-boyfriend, John Laurens. Suddenly the car’s engine roared and they started moving, to where Angelica did not know. After an agonizing ten minutes in the musty car, they came to an abrupt stop. Angelica, not having any hands to catch her fell forwards banging her head on the center console. John Doe tried to stifle his amusement but failed greatly. It was the first time she heard them even make a sound, as they bellowed a loud evil cackle. Angelica's veins froze in their spot as she recognized the voice that belonged to “john doe”
“J-John...?” she hesitantly whispered.
“Oh, hi Angie. I was wondering how long it would take you to realize it.” he mocked
“John, what do you want with me.” her terror showing through the tremble in her voice.
“No need to be afraid, Angie. If you corporate, I won’t lay a finger on your pretty head” John said, Fingering a soft voluminous strand of angelica's curling hair.
At last the black void that stood in front of her was lightened as John slowly lifted the cloth from over her head. Her wrists and ankles still restrain, she looked up at John’s freckle-splattered, devious smirking face. He held something in his hand, it reflected the light that came from the one open window in the room. John circled her like a shark stalking its prey. Then he finally found his way behind her. She felt a trickling sting on her neck followed by the coolness of metal as John spoke:
“You look so pathetic, restrained in a chair unable to move.” he laughed
“Now all I’m asking you is one question. Answer me and you live. Refuse to answer me and-” the stinging sensation grew as the cool metal sunk about a centimeter more into her neck.
‘You die.” he added casually.
“F-Fine, I’ll do what you say.” she stuttered.
“Good.” he gave her another one of those annoying smirks, that said I’ve won and I know it.
“Where's Alexander,” he said, eagerly.
“What?!” she exclaimed.
“Where's Alexander,” he repeated.
“Why do you want to know?” she asked, concerned.
“Just answer the question! “ he screamed, his face turning red as the knife sunk deeper into her neck.
“Okay! Okay!” she said, trembling. Silence fell upon them for a good minute.
“Well then tell me!” he said screaming his last two words.
“He and Thomas live in the apartment complex next to us. They’re planning on going to the party hosted by Laff and Hercules.”
His mouth curled up as he lowered his knife from Angelica’s neck.
“So, Thomas he chose,” he said twirling his knife between his fingers.
Angelica gasping as tears stained her face whispering repeatedly to herself “Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. He’s going to go after Thomas and Alex now! Idiot. Idiot”
Well, because this post from nyteeyes, I just couldn't help myself and made this...
Mmm, so I made that one and also this one:
Both based on the John's recent tweet.
Not entirely sure which one turned out better. :/ :)
DFTBA.
Too Crazy
John Johnman:
so I'm considering getting dressed and buying dark souls before gamestop closes in 2 hours....
...but I'm not sure if that's a bad idea today....
Zachary Sterling:
YOU SO CRAZY
CRAZY JOHN
John Johnman:
:|
Zachary Sterling:
THAT'S WHAT THEY'LL CALL YA
OL CRAZY JOHN AND HIS CRAZY PLANS
John Johnman:
.___.
I'm not telling you things anymore
Zachary Sterling:
CRAZY JOHN AND HIS CRAZY SECRETS
WHAT'S CRAZY JOHN UP TO? I DUNNO, HE WON'T TELL ME ANYMORE- HE'S TOO CRAZY