Sock Full of Boiled Dimes
01-02-2007, 12:13 AM
An episodic series about a character named Seethe. Its rough and if there are any errors please feel free to correct me.
Episode 0-"It was only the beginning."
He was brought to a large room. It was dark with a large spotlight shining down on a small white table. There was an empty chair that looked like it would be just for him. Typical, this is about as lame as a Tom Clancy movie. he thought. A large burly man behind him forced him to sit in the chair and left the light, but not the room. He knew how it was going to go now and just waited for it.
"So..." he started to say.
"You don't talk Seethe, we're asking the questions now." said a man sitting across from Seethe. His face was shadowed, but his arms were laid flat on the table. I want to break your fingers Seethe thought.
"Name." Said the anonymous man.
"Seethe." He said saying his own name. The large man pushed Seethe hard on the shoulder. "Hey, I don't even know your name. Give me a break here." This time he was punched in the side of the head. He felt it and it wasn't the most pleasant sensation.
"Eric Vosholl." He said giving his real name.
"Good, now I want you to listen carefully because we will know if you are lying. Describe in detail what all your powers are."
Eric thought for a moment. He had many abilities, but they were on the fritz at the moment. They don't know that yet he thought. He decided just to lay it on them.
"The typical stuff you'd find in the comic books. Enhanced reflexes, enhanced strength, and blah blah blah." He said cracking a smile.
"I don't think we can put down 'blah' Mr. Vosholl." Said the man. This time Eric felt as if a large dry squid attached itself to his face. He knew that this was the large man though and the next sensation was not going to be a very fun one.
He was right.
His head was literally being crushed by one very large hand and the 'Enhanced Strength' was being a complete useless ability at the moment. Eric kicked his legs out hoping to find ground, but the large man kept lifting him out of his seat. That was when he was quickly thrust into what felt like a metal wall. The metal wall now has a large metal indent of his body.
Blood was pouring out of his nose and ears as his vision went blurry. Eric could hear the gentle footsteps of the shadowed man as he walked towards him. He leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Maybe when you wake up you'll be willing to talk to us." I will snap your neck, I promise you this Eric thought before blacking out.
Okay, this sucks. Well back to my little dark room where I am only aware of my thoughts. At least it's good to be aware then to be unaware while you are blacked out. I just hope no one tries to fondle me like the last time. God, how did I ever get myself into this situation. Oh yeah, I'm an idiot. I had to go ahead and touch that weird rock even though I was told not to. The one time I was really curious about something and it goes ahead and brings me here. Hello little room how I have missed you. I guess I should just thumb back some pages and tell my story like every other lame beginning out there. "Oh well my sad sad story ended up like this." I always hate stories that end up like that, don't you? Oops, that might be breaking the fourth wall a little bit, but hey, it doesn't matter because I am unconscious and am not supposed to be having any conscious thought in the first place, right? Okay, I don't really know, I'm not a doctor. Where was I? Oh yeah, I'm going to ignore the whole beginning and skip ahead. See, that will be a shock for you. You'll wonder, "Why is he doing this its totally out of loop of his life story." It'll make sense later on, trust me. Well, anyway, I'm not really sure who I am talking to...or thinking to for that matter. Maybe I am just thinking to myself. Anyway, I'll just start thinking back and hope I'll wake up because this place is boring.
4 years ago...
Eric woke up next to an empty trash can. Well hello my friend he thought I wonder if you have any food. He picked himself up off of the hard pavement and started to look around for anything that might be edible. Old Newspaper...ugh I don't care if it has fiber it gave me constipation for a week. Okay, some pizza sounds good, but I wonder if there is any here. All of a sudden he heard some giggles next to him. It sounded as if it was the giggle of a few teenage girls. He quickly pulled his hood down and pulled his mask off. Then he saw them at the end of the ally. There were three of them walking by. They were all around his age and the most beautiful girls he has seen in a while. One was a short blond haired girl who had her hair cut really short. She was carrying a small backpack purse on her back. She wore a sweater and pajama pants. Her lips were big and shiny and were the most attractive features on her. The second girl had long curly red hair and small freckles under both eyes. Her breast were really large and only reminded Eric how much he would love to lay on those pillows. The third girl was a large heavy set girl with short brown hair. Hell, I'd take her too Eric thought.
He wasn't sure what to do around them due to the fact that he slept in the street all night on the run and was pretty dirty. He played with it in his mind how it would go. Okay, just walk up to them and explain your situation calmly. Oh, and make sure they don't see your arm. Try to make it look as little as creepy as possible. Oh, who are you kidding? You probably shouldn't even go up to them. But then again you are lost...AH HA! It wouldn't hurt to ask for directions. Eric began to walk up to them, but tripped over his shoe laces and landed flat on his face. He heard the loud "crunch" sound that his nose made as he fell on his face. The pain in his nose doubled with the pain in his leg was more than he could bare.
"Ohmygosh!" said the shocked blond girl.
"F-f-foooooddd...." Eric said. Food...FOOD!? Is that all you could say!? Way to sound like a hobo you jackass!
"Is he all right?" Asked the heavyset girl.
"Don't go near him Sara, you don't know why he'll do!" Said the blond girl.
"Oh dear, he looks like he's our age." said the red head walking closer to Eric.
Success! The hot one is going after you first. Oh crap, the pain is too much I feel like I'm going to pass out again.
Eric tried to lift his head but couldn't and his whole world was black.
Oh man, this is the last place I want to be.
Seethe, It is I.
Hello disembodied voice, I missed you.
A terrible power is coming to your world. I have seen it in my visions and it will be coming soon. It is the Mithrian, the person who brought doom to my world.
I-I don't know what to do.
I entrusted you, Seethe, with my power. You are now the protector that I could not be. It is your duty to train and learn how to use your powers if you are to stop the Mithrian.
Please, I...don't want this. Take it back! I want my life back!
Go to a man by the name of Stark. He will help you in ways that I cannot. Now, awaken Seethe, awaken.
Eric woke up in a small blue room laying in a bed with a pink blanket and sheets. His vision was blurred, but he could make out the shape of a girl at the foot of his bed. Please be hot, please be hot, please be hot he thought. His vision was clear and he could see the red haired girl from before.
"Yes!" he said out loud. This made the girl turn quickly.
"I-I'm sorry did I wake you?" She said. She jumped out of the bed and looked down at Eric. Eric quickly realized that his hoodie and shirt was gone. He lifted the blanket and saw the he was completely naked. Naughty he though.
"Where are my pants?" he asked.
"I put your clothes in the wash. You were really dirty and hurt. I dressed your wounds and my friends helped me clean you."
"Naked?"
"Uh...well..." She stammered and he face went red. "My moms a nurse," She said changing the subject "so I know how to dress wounds. You were pretty beat up."
You don't know the half of it.
"Thank you very much." Eric said. "Why did you take me in...I mean, that's pretty strange for a teenage girl."
"I dunno, you looked hurt and I didn't want to leave you there. My friends just wanted to leave you behind, but I couldn't do that."
"Why?"
"Well, um, everyday I see people ignore other people who are hurt and stuff. I mean, well, I just saw you and decided that I could take care of you. I mean, I want to be a nurse and take care of people. I can't just wait, like, I should start now."
Eric smiled for a moment and thought about the nervous words that the girl told him.
"Oh you must be hungry! I'm making some canned soup if that's okay with you." She said.
"That's fine." Eric said, "Oh wait, what is your name?"
"Sara." She said.
"Mines Eric."
"N-nice to meet you Eric." Sara said now heading for the door to her room.
"Oh Sara."
"Yes."
There was a pause for a moment.
"Why didn't you just take me to the Hospital? I mean, I'm really grateful and no offense, but a normal person would have done that."
Sara's face went beat red, "I, uh, um...well...uhhh...let me get your soup!" She ran out of the room and slammed the door.
Eric sat up in her bed and put both arms behind his head cute he thought. He turned and looked over at his right arm which was still scarred and burned. She's going to ask about it.
Episode 0-"It was only the beginning."
He was brought to a large room. It was dark with a large spotlight shining down on a small white table. There was an empty chair that looked like it would be just for him. Typical, this is about as lame as a Tom Clancy movie. he thought. A large burly man behind him forced him to sit in the chair and left the light, but not the room. He knew how it was going to go now and just waited for it.
"So..." he started to say.
"You don't talk Seethe, we're asking the questions now." said a man sitting across from Seethe. His face was shadowed, but his arms were laid flat on the table. I want to break your fingers Seethe thought.
"Name." Said the anonymous man.
"Seethe." He said saying his own name. The large man pushed Seethe hard on the shoulder. "Hey, I don't even know your name. Give me a break here." This time he was punched in the side of the head. He felt it and it wasn't the most pleasant sensation.
"Eric Vosholl." He said giving his real name.
"Good, now I want you to listen carefully because we will know if you are lying. Describe in detail what all your powers are."
Eric thought for a moment. He had many abilities, but they were on the fritz at the moment. They don't know that yet he thought. He decided just to lay it on them.
"The typical stuff you'd find in the comic books. Enhanced reflexes, enhanced strength, and blah blah blah." He said cracking a smile.
"I don't think we can put down 'blah' Mr. Vosholl." Said the man. This time Eric felt as if a large dry squid attached itself to his face. He knew that this was the large man though and the next sensation was not going to be a very fun one.
He was right.
His head was literally being crushed by one very large hand and the 'Enhanced Strength' was being a complete useless ability at the moment. Eric kicked his legs out hoping to find ground, but the large man kept lifting him out of his seat. That was when he was quickly thrust into what felt like a metal wall. The metal wall now has a large metal indent of his body.
Blood was pouring out of his nose and ears as his vision went blurry. Eric could hear the gentle footsteps of the shadowed man as he walked towards him. He leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Maybe when you wake up you'll be willing to talk to us." I will snap your neck, I promise you this Eric thought before blacking out.
Okay, this sucks. Well back to my little dark room where I am only aware of my thoughts. At least it's good to be aware then to be unaware while you are blacked out. I just hope no one tries to fondle me like the last time. God, how did I ever get myself into this situation. Oh yeah, I'm an idiot. I had to go ahead and touch that weird rock even though I was told not to. The one time I was really curious about something and it goes ahead and brings me here. Hello little room how I have missed you. I guess I should just thumb back some pages and tell my story like every other lame beginning out there. "Oh well my sad sad story ended up like this." I always hate stories that end up like that, don't you? Oops, that might be breaking the fourth wall a little bit, but hey, it doesn't matter because I am unconscious and am not supposed to be having any conscious thought in the first place, right? Okay, I don't really know, I'm not a doctor. Where was I? Oh yeah, I'm going to ignore the whole beginning and skip ahead. See, that will be a shock for you. You'll wonder, "Why is he doing this its totally out of loop of his life story." It'll make sense later on, trust me. Well, anyway, I'm not really sure who I am talking to...or thinking to for that matter. Maybe I am just thinking to myself. Anyway, I'll just start thinking back and hope I'll wake up because this place is boring.
4 years ago...
Eric woke up next to an empty trash can. Well hello my friend he thought I wonder if you have any food. He picked himself up off of the hard pavement and started to look around for anything that might be edible. Old Newspaper...ugh I don't care if it has fiber it gave me constipation for a week. Okay, some pizza sounds good, but I wonder if there is any here. All of a sudden he heard some giggles next to him. It sounded as if it was the giggle of a few teenage girls. He quickly pulled his hood down and pulled his mask off. Then he saw them at the end of the ally. There were three of them walking by. They were all around his age and the most beautiful girls he has seen in a while. One was a short blond haired girl who had her hair cut really short. She was carrying a small backpack purse on her back. She wore a sweater and pajama pants. Her lips were big and shiny and were the most attractive features on her. The second girl had long curly red hair and small freckles under both eyes. Her breast were really large and only reminded Eric how much he would love to lay on those pillows. The third girl was a large heavy set girl with short brown hair. Hell, I'd take her too Eric thought.
He wasn't sure what to do around them due to the fact that he slept in the street all night on the run and was pretty dirty. He played with it in his mind how it would go. Okay, just walk up to them and explain your situation calmly. Oh, and make sure they don't see your arm. Try to make it look as little as creepy as possible. Oh, who are you kidding? You probably shouldn't even go up to them. But then again you are lost...AH HA! It wouldn't hurt to ask for directions. Eric began to walk up to them, but tripped over his shoe laces and landed flat on his face. He heard the loud "crunch" sound that his nose made as he fell on his face. The pain in his nose doubled with the pain in his leg was more than he could bare.
"Ohmygosh!" said the shocked blond girl.
"F-f-foooooddd...." Eric said. Food...FOOD!? Is that all you could say!? Way to sound like a hobo you jackass!
"Is he all right?" Asked the heavyset girl.
"Don't go near him Sara, you don't know why he'll do!" Said the blond girl.
"Oh dear, he looks like he's our age." said the red head walking closer to Eric.
Success! The hot one is going after you first. Oh crap, the pain is too much I feel like I'm going to pass out again.
Eric tried to lift his head but couldn't and his whole world was black.
Oh man, this is the last place I want to be.
Seethe, It is I.
Hello disembodied voice, I missed you.
A terrible power is coming to your world. I have seen it in my visions and it will be coming soon. It is the Mithrian, the person who brought doom to my world.
I-I don't know what to do.
I entrusted you, Seethe, with my power. You are now the protector that I could not be. It is your duty to train and learn how to use your powers if you are to stop the Mithrian.
Please, I...don't want this. Take it back! I want my life back!
Go to a man by the name of Stark. He will help you in ways that I cannot. Now, awaken Seethe, awaken.
Eric woke up in a small blue room laying in a bed with a pink blanket and sheets. His vision was blurred, but he could make out the shape of a girl at the foot of his bed. Please be hot, please be hot, please be hot he thought. His vision was clear and he could see the red haired girl from before.
"Yes!" he said out loud. This made the girl turn quickly.
"I-I'm sorry did I wake you?" She said. She jumped out of the bed and looked down at Eric. Eric quickly realized that his hoodie and shirt was gone. He lifted the blanket and saw the he was completely naked. Naughty he though.
"Where are my pants?" he asked.
"I put your clothes in the wash. You were really dirty and hurt. I dressed your wounds and my friends helped me clean you."
"Naked?"
"Uh...well..." She stammered and he face went red. "My moms a nurse," She said changing the subject "so I know how to dress wounds. You were pretty beat up."
You don't know the half of it.
"Thank you very much." Eric said. "Why did you take me in...I mean, that's pretty strange for a teenage girl."
"I dunno, you looked hurt and I didn't want to leave you there. My friends just wanted to leave you behind, but I couldn't do that."
"Why?"
"Well, um, everyday I see people ignore other people who are hurt and stuff. I mean, well, I just saw you and decided that I could take care of you. I mean, I want to be a nurse and take care of people. I can't just wait, like, I should start now."
Eric smiled for a moment and thought about the nervous words that the girl told him.
"Oh you must be hungry! I'm making some canned soup if that's okay with you." She said.
"That's fine." Eric said, "Oh wait, what is your name?"
"Sara." She said.
"Mines Eric."
"N-nice to meet you Eric." Sara said now heading for the door to her room.
"Oh Sara."
"Yes."
There was a pause for a moment.
"Why didn't you just take me to the Hospital? I mean, I'm really grateful and no offense, but a normal person would have done that."
Sara's face went beat red, "I, uh, um...well...uhhh...let me get your soup!" She ran out of the room and slammed the door.
Eric sat up in her bed and put both arms behind his head cute he thought. He turned and looked over at his right arm which was still scarred and burned. She's going to ask about it.