A trippy start

[Jester]

Name: Jester
Sex: Hell if I know
Age: WTF STALKERS?!
Location: your closet

It was raining near jester's house. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back. He loved the rain for it cleared his tired mind from his troubles... He was just waiting for something to happen worthwhile.

[Pyro-Telem]

Name: Telem
Sex: Only chicks please x3
Age: OVER 9000!
Location: Look behind you.

Telem walked outside of Jester's home. His eyes scanning over the surroundings. The usual house he came to know and love. The rain was pouring down on his head but he could care less, the more rain, the more life. He laughed at his own joke and nodded, looking for Jester.

[Jester]

Jester rolled his eye lazily to look at pyro. He smiled revealing a gap between his teeth. He got up but quickly sat back down. He broke his back due to his lack of excercise.

[Pyro-Telem]

Telem blinks and stares at Jester... then assumes the Pedophile stance.
"Mah boi. This peace is what all true warriors strives for!"
His words reigning in dignity and power.

[Jester]

"OH MAN...." jester manages to mutter out. Suddenly jester's legs give out and he falls to the floor. He feels a painful sensation withing his body. He feels his knees give out. Unfortunatly he lands awkwardly and bends his knees. He cannot feel his legs anymore... He...He has broke them.

[Pyro-Telem]

Telem blinks.
"Stop hurting yourself. It is bad for the economy."
With that he picks up the injured Jester and WHISKS him to the hospital!

[Jester]

Jester grunted in pain. "OH SWEET JESUS.... Everything hurts..." His face was schrunched up in pain and agony. "WHY GOD!!!!!!?" he screamed to the heavens in the wet rain. "WHY DO YOU NOT LIKE ME!?!?!?"

[Pyro-Telem]

Telem prods the screaming Jester.
"My. You're quite the irritating one!"
His words echo in the sky like magick.
Then of course. Out of nowhere. "CURAGA"
And like that, Jester's pains were cured!
Or were they?

[Jester]

Jester got up and smiled. However due to the fact he was standing in the rain and his car keys were metal, he was struck by thunder.

[Pyro-Telem]

Telem looks directly at Jester and states, "You are cursed with the absolute worst of luck my friend! It is quite obvious you will be needing more help than a simple Curaga. For that does not help you enough!"

[Jester]

Jester, slightly cripsy, got up. He turned to stare pyro in the face with tom crusie's oscar winning serious face. "You're right my friend... This calls for the help of the one and only...SCIENTOLOGY!!!!!!!!!!"

[Pyro-Telem]

Telem gasps!
His jaw drops!
"You speak of blasphemy! BLASPHEMY!"
He takes a step backwards.

[Jester]

"Blasphemy my friend? BLASPHEMY??!" Jester looks over his shoulder to see his imaginary friend quiggles. Quiggles has always helped jester through his problems in life and he once again appeared before him. Quiggles nodded and jester let out a sigh. Jesters looked back at pyro with a dark look in his eyes"THIS IS SPARTA!!!!" Jester then kicks pyro in a mud puddle.

[Pyro-Telem]

There is only one word to describe what just happened.
Or if you prefer technicalities, two words.
These two words will change the course of history as it is.
It will be of no avail to anybody who tries to stop this. These two individual words provide the world with much humor and joy. But in this instance, in this case of reality. That is not the case.
Those two words now. They describe pain, sorrow, all of the emotions....

Emo Tear.

[Jester]

Jester blinks.... He looked at his hands. They looked horrid and old... "I-I..." He studdered. " I need to go make a myspace now!"