User:Dronian/Unfinished Pastas

A bunch of unfinished pastas that will eventually make their way onto the site (except for a couple). Arranged by whenever I find them.

Snatch Crucifix
We'll sing it man, we'll be reverse.

-Backwards transcript of Strawberry Fields Forever by the Beatles

September 10th:

It was about 2 in the fucking night when I looked at a list of urban legends. Other than seeing some of the most retarded urban legends known to man, one legend caught my eye; Paul is dead. It was a urban legend started around the time of Abbey Road which said that Paul McCartney died in a automobile accident. I thought that was stupid; Paul never died, and if he did, it wouldn't have been kept secret for over 40 years. I decided to go on YouTube, and see if there were any Paul is dead videos.

thumb|right|300px|The videoThere were videos up the ass, but one video that caught my attention was this video called 'paul is dead - the rotten apple 1'. I spent about 3 hours looking at Iamaphoney's videos (1 hour and 4 minutes on TheWingedBeatle - TheMovie), and it got horrifying. The first 30 or so videos made sense; they pointed out the facts that were the most common in the urban legends. After 35, the videos were random mashes of clips, getting more terrifying everytime I went to the next video. They talked about a hidden message in LOVE, which spelled out "CODE" and had a 'fake moustache' in the O. Finally, at 80, it ended. The description just said 'Let It Be', and it was a seizure inducing fuckfest.

Then, I saw TheWingedBeatle, which was the movie version of the 70 or so videos I watched. It made a lot more sense, starting with Sgt. Peppers and working it's way into the 2000s. But I wanted to know why the video had pictures of the Manson murders, other than explaining the Manson/White Album relation. I also wanted to know the meaning of putting random letters and numbers after the title of some of the videos. So I decided to try and copy every letter from the titles of the videos. This is the result;

qDELLiKESRUNregnadnKCOCO5120110LUAP2rnuMilLyaPOTTOOWLM

I don't know what it means, but I can make out the words Del Likes Run in it. Whatever that means.

September 13th:

I can't stop watching the videos. Their mystique keeps me coming back for more eye torture. It was recently when I stumbled upon the channel 'iamaphoneymusic'. In it was music used in both 'The Rotten Apple' and 'TheWingedBeatle'. Three songs peaked my curiosity, 1882, Snatch Crucifix, and My Brother. My Brother asks this question; "Who is the father of evil?" 1882 talks about Paul's life as a sheepherder, and Snatch Crucifix is about 'Saint Paul' (Not the song with the title Saint Paul). They were very hard to crack, until I saw some comments saying that My Brother was 'Free as a Bird' reversed. So, I had no choice but to open up Audacity, download My Brother, and play it reversed. I heard the bips at the end, fading in, and then it went to the actual song.

Instantly, I heard the guitar from Free as a Bird, and then the vocals started. It was a exact match. Then, I wondered if Snatch Crucifix and 1882 had the same style. Well, I can only tell you what happened to Snatch Crucifix; it was Give Peace a Chance reversed! Now, if only I can reverse 1882...

September 15th:

I decided to reverse the code I got from typing the letters and numbers from the Rotten Apple titles;

MLWOOTTOPayLliMum2PAUL0110215OCOCKndangerNURSEKILLEDq

I could make out '2 Paul' and "danger nurse killed'. What does the code mean? Does it mean that a nurse failed to save Paul's life?

September 20tth:

The videos arre driving me somewhat mad. I can't really type due to the pounding sound of My brother echoing through my ear drums. I wonder who the Phony is, behind those sunglasses and black hair. Maybe hes a great grandson of crowley?

september 23rd (or is it the 24th i dont know)

it is not making any sense why the phoney is taking over my mind. last week, i could type perfectly, but now after seeing the phoney's videos, and understanding, i now know who the father of evil is; the man who crashed tha lorry into paul's car. he was such a nutter. truly, the world was sad when they heard the news that paul mccartney died.

i am off to find the phoney.

SEPTMEBER 29TH

I KNOW WHO THE PHONY IS AND HE WILL REMEMBER US ALL AS MERE WATCHERS OF HIS VIDEOS AND HE WILL ALWAYS BE IN OUR HEARTS AND KEEP UPDATING US ON PAULS DEATH SO THIS IS MY LAST POST BEFORE I WILL JUMP OFF THE CLIFFS OF DOVER FOR PAULS HEROIC SACRIFICE WORSHIP ALISTER CROWLEY WORSHIP ALISTER CROWLEY WORSHIP ALISTER CROWLEY WORSHIP ALISTER CROWLEY WORSHIP ALISTER CROWLEY WORSHIP ALISTER CROWLEY WORSHIP ALISTER CROWLEY WORSHIP ALISTER CROWLEY WORSHIP ALISTER CROWLEY WORSHIP TO BRING BACK PAUL

Those were the entries of a journal of a man who had committed suicide by jumping off the White Cliffs of Dover. The body was noteworthy because the Journal was found in a suitcase, and the victim had black hair and wore sunglasses, similar to the man who keeps appearing in 'Iamaphoney's' Paul is Dead; The Rotten Apple videos.

Schizoid Man
Cat's foot, iron claw

Neuro-surgeons scream for more

At paranoia's poison door

Twenty-first century schizoid man

As I walked down the hall to my padded cell, cold floor amongst my bare feet, I began to ponder as to how I had gotten into a situation like this. I could only recall some moments from when I was taken here; the very first moment was that I was sitting in a chair in my house, watching the local news. I had seen images that should have never been shown on TV, even after the watershed. They ranged from pictures of corpses to videos of murders. Since I wasn't on my medicine, I mistook what was normal subjects as a hellish news channel.

Another part that I could remember was that I was outside, running like a wolfman in the local neighborhood. I had not taken my medicine in a long time due to laziness, and so it payed back. I then stopped, turned around, and jumped over the fence of the house I was in front of. I then ran to the back porch, and crashed through the window. Since the person who had lived there had no security alarm, no alarm didn't go off. Then, I ran to the man who lived there, and that was all I could remember. I probably murdered him.

One more part that I could remember was that I was buying a cat's foot plant. The house had a bad odor to it; various problems had created a odor similar to rotten eggs. I had to do something. I couldn't stop the odor; people would find out it was me who murdered the man. So, I bought many cat's feet, and placed them all over the house. The smell around them was sweet; a lot more better than the sickening odors that normally plagued the house.

Those were the only parts I could remember. Eventually, I was forcefully thrown into the cell, and the cold, metal door slammed shut. It

Blood rack, barbed wire

Polititian's funeral pyre

Innocents raped with napalm fire

Twenty-first century schizoid man

Death seed, blind man's greed

Poets starving, children bleed

Nothing he's got he really needs

Twenty-first century schizoid man

That Video
That video. That fucking video.

If you don't know what I'm talking about (and this is 100% likely); it was 3 months ago. I had just graduated college (a Bachelor of Arts to be exact), and moved into a new house with my girl. It was a one-story house, with two bedrooms and a bathroom. Not the most posh one, but who cares? I had just set up my laptop. It was a Voodoo Envy 133, but with enchancements added, like a better battery and greater CPU. One day, I had gotten an email from a spam email. It was like this formula; (Random spam letters, symbols, and numbers) (Fragments of a 419 scam) (More spam characters)

But then there was an attachment. It was a video attachment, at 12 minutes long. Since I couldn't trust this spam email, I didn't want to open it. But I did anyways. The video took a while to load, but when it did, it started off with a bunch of static and garbage, taking up the first 9 minutes. The sound didn't help either; it was mostly droning noises and random sound effects, along with conversations that were not English. At 8 minutes and 30 seconds, the droning and the static stopped, and cut to a image that stood on there for 30 seconds. It was a weird mutated person, standing in front of a green screen background of CG stars.

The person's figure was horrifying. He had sharp teeth, green skin, and discolored yellow spots. He just stared at you with dead black eyes. You couldn't see any pupils; it looked like two black dots on his skin. Then, at 9 minutes, the video started. I wish it hadn't. The mutant man didn't move at all. Behind him, a puppet straight from the uncanny valley appeared. He had a yellow shirt on, with black hair and very thin eyebrows. The puppet's large brown didn't blink. He also had a long, thin nose and a large mouth. The puppet greeted himself in a tenor-like voice.

Then, when it greeted itself, three more puppets appeared. They all were like the first puppet; thin eyebrows (one didn't even have any), thin noses, huge mouths, and soulless bug-like eyes. However, there were differences, like their eye colors and their shirt colors. Then, after the four greeted themselves, it cut to a fifth puppet. This one didn't have a colored shirt. He seemed to be wearing very outdated clothing. How outdated? I could say 300-350 years outdated at the least. The man then headbutts into the four puppets and the mutant man, and they all fall down like dominos.

The sounds in the background are horrifying. It's supposed to be a song, and the drum and handclaps are present. But, there are also sounds present in the song, which sounds like children screaming and dogs yelping. Then, the yellow puppet dances, before saying random things. Yellow (I'm calling the puppets by what color their shirts are) stops dancing, and the outdated clothing man starts to speak random things. Then, it cuts to a curtain opening on the mutant man, whose name is a very feminine one (for some reason). He is seen eating plants that are more for decoration more than eating.

It then cuts to a man in a costume flailing his arms around, acting like a dog. He must be on some sort of drug, the poor fellow! Then, it cuts to a badly photoshopped picture of a man with 8 arms clapping. His skin is blue, like Paul Karason. Maybe it is Paul Karason, maybe not. Then, all of the four puppets are shown at once. The one with the purple shirt is asleep in a floating bed, while the others are trying to wake him up. We find out what his name is; Jefferey. Finally, it starts cutting to the costumed man in a cardboard cutout of a car. The man honks the car horn, and Jefferey wants the man to stop honking so he could go to sleep.

The Puppets
My stalkers are watching me again. I can't really describe them, but I can describe their clothing; they all wear colored shirts, while the fifth one has pirate gear on. I can also describe their face; giant, cartoonish, and like a caricature.

You see, this all started when I was in a warehouse on the San Fran Bay. It had been abandoned for five years, when the people who owned it stopped paying for it. I had recently been assigned to open what was in the crates left in the warehouse. I got a crowbar, and opened the first crate. Inside it, I found five puppets. One of them was decked out in pirate gear, while the other four wore black shoes, pants, and colored shirts. They all had giant faces with thin noses, bug-like eyes, and plastic hair.

They were quite horrifying to be exact. I put my hand in one of the puppets, and moved its mouth. The mouth had no inside; only pitch black. The four puppets had belts with symbols, but the symbols were missing. They were all horrifying, so when I opened the other crates (which had old stuff in them), I took the five home.