CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
Tom drew a deep breath then swung the door to his hovel open. "Well, I'm back," he said.
"Tom!" said Goldberry, trying to get up and run to him, but finding herself restrained by the chains. "Oh Tom, what's happened? Some dwarves came and chained me up, they sait it was..." Tom hit her with a backhand slap.
"I've just been to war, Bombadil-ho. Show some fuckdamn respect or you'll get the other side of my hand."
"Oh Tom, I'm so sorry."
"Millions died and all you care about is your chains. I've got blood on my hands, bitch-a-dillo, blood no river water is going to wash clean. I killed friends. I slaughtered babies. And why? I don't even know anymore."
"Oh Tom, you always fight for the greater good, I know that," she said, stroking the blue feather in his hat.
"Yeah, but how cane you fight for the greater good when you don't know which side is the good, slut?"
"Maybe if you talk it through with me..."
"Okay, FUCK, get off my back. Right, well you know the general set-up, the great meme war, the battle of the last e-alliance fought on the slopes of Mount Router, trapping Wackaroun's power in the great ring...it survived, bitch. It managed to infect half of Cyber Middle Earth with his memes...with his broken hideous soul. It mutated. It became something new...it...oh God, what have I done? I was a nature sprite! I was nature itself! A moss-gatherer! I wasnt' supposed to interefere...I wasn't supposed to ever log-on...now I know why. Look what I've done. Look what I've done to you."
"Oh Tom..." He gave her the other side of his hand.
"I DIDN'T TELL YOU TO SPEAK. I did what I had to do! Illuvator tried to protect me, telling me not to interefere, but how could I sit back while the memes STRIPPED humans, dwarves, elves, even spacko hobbits of their individuality, their souls? I HAD TO FIGHT IT. I took extreme measures, yes. I killed Aragorn, King of the North and South Kingdoms. I slaightered Gandalf the White for questioning me. FOR THE GREATER GOOD. Then the final battle. With my army of trolls...oh to fight against such loathsome creatures would have once been unthinkable...but with what I had become it seemed right. Then fighting the Metal Gimli, who had become what I thought was a creature of pure meme, fighting Cyber Merry and and Cyber Pippin...it wasn't right. What happened to them...it wasn't right..."
"What happened to them?"
"I WAS COMING TO THAT. They were infected, they were half meme...but there was more. His soul, yes, the mangled soul of Wackaroun...no, of Wacky. Before the fall. When he had been human. It still lived! It still yearned! It was there, in all three of them...pearls of awareness...it wanted to understand the world. Just as Wacky had when he first logged on. It wanted to be friends. Can you believe that? They came to me trying to be friends! But they were conflicted, of course, the killer instinct was still there, the desire to spread the meme...yet there was also a frightened autistic virgin struggling along beside all that...but I had to kill it. I had to have the trolls smother them, quite literally. That's how I won. I just ordered the trolls to march and not to stop. THousands of trolls on top of them, crushign them...and I heard the death cries. FUCK LIMES was in there, but also...BE MY FRIEND. LOL, I'M SO CONFUSED. He was alive in there. And I...but I was RIGHT. There was too much evil. And the trolls that died, so many of them just burned by the lava beams shooting out of Gimili and the little ones...they were just trolls. But some survived. And they will come to see you, my dear Goldberry."
"I don't think so," she said.
"Ha. Like you have a choice."
"I have accepted the choice offered to me. Now you must too. Accept changed, Tom. Embrace it."
Tom stood up in horror. "No, NO!"
"FUCK LIMES."
"How!" He looked closely at the chains. "A network cable hidden in the chains! NO!" Tom pulled out his gun. "Don't make me..."
"FUCK LIMES." He shot her right between the eyes. He sat down in silence, staring at her body for twenty minutes.
"Well...I still have needs," he said at length, dropping his pants and lifting her skirts...
It was then that Bilbo arrived.
TO BE CONTINUED
"Tom!" said Goldberry, trying to get up and run to him, but finding herself restrained by the chains. "Oh Tom, what's happened? Some dwarves came and chained me up, they sait it was..." Tom hit her with a backhand slap.
"I've just been to war, Bombadil-ho. Show some fuckdamn respect or you'll get the other side of my hand."
"Oh Tom, I'm so sorry."
"Millions died and all you care about is your chains. I've got blood on my hands, bitch-a-dillo, blood no river water is going to wash clean. I killed friends. I slaughtered babies. And why? I don't even know anymore."
"Oh Tom, you always fight for the greater good, I know that," she said, stroking the blue feather in his hat.
"Yeah, but how cane you fight for the greater good when you don't know which side is the good, slut?"
"Maybe if you talk it through with me..."
"Okay, FUCK, get off my back. Right, well you know the general set-up, the great meme war, the battle of the last e-alliance fought on the slopes of Mount Router, trapping Wackaroun's power in the great ring...it survived, bitch. It managed to infect half of Cyber Middle Earth with his memes...with his broken hideous soul. It mutated. It became something new...it...oh God, what have I done? I was a nature sprite! I was nature itself! A moss-gatherer! I wasnt' supposed to interefere...I wasn't supposed to ever log-on...now I know why. Look what I've done. Look what I've done to you."
"Oh Tom..." He gave her the other side of his hand.
"I DIDN'T TELL YOU TO SPEAK. I did what I had to do! Illuvator tried to protect me, telling me not to interefere, but how could I sit back while the memes STRIPPED humans, dwarves, elves, even spacko hobbits of their individuality, their souls? I HAD TO FIGHT IT. I took extreme measures, yes. I killed Aragorn, King of the North and South Kingdoms. I slaightered Gandalf the White for questioning me. FOR THE GREATER GOOD. Then the final battle. With my army of trolls...oh to fight against such loathsome creatures would have once been unthinkable...but with what I had become it seemed right. Then fighting the Metal Gimli, who had become what I thought was a creature of pure meme, fighting Cyber Merry and and Cyber Pippin...it wasn't right. What happened to them...it wasn't right..."
"What happened to them?"
"I WAS COMING TO THAT. They were infected, they were half meme...but there was more. His soul, yes, the mangled soul of Wackaroun...no, of Wacky. Before the fall. When he had been human. It still lived! It still yearned! It was there, in all three of them...pearls of awareness...it wanted to understand the world. Just as Wacky had when he first logged on. It wanted to be friends. Can you believe that? They came to me trying to be friends! But they were conflicted, of course, the killer instinct was still there, the desire to spread the meme...yet there was also a frightened autistic virgin struggling along beside all that...but I had to kill it. I had to have the trolls smother them, quite literally. That's how I won. I just ordered the trolls to march and not to stop. THousands of trolls on top of them, crushign them...and I heard the death cries. FUCK LIMES was in there, but also...BE MY FRIEND. LOL, I'M SO CONFUSED. He was alive in there. And I...but I was RIGHT. There was too much evil. And the trolls that died, so many of them just burned by the lava beams shooting out of Gimili and the little ones...they were just trolls. But some survived. And they will come to see you, my dear Goldberry."
"I don't think so," she said.
"Ha. Like you have a choice."
"I have accepted the choice offered to me. Now you must too. Accept changed, Tom. Embrace it."
Tom stood up in horror. "No, NO!"
"FUCK LIMES."
"How!" He looked closely at the chains. "A network cable hidden in the chains! NO!" Tom pulled out his gun. "Don't make me..."
"FUCK LIMES." He shot her right between the eyes. He sat down in silence, staring at her body for twenty minutes.
"Well...I still have needs," he said at length, dropping his pants and lifting her skirts...
It was then that Bilbo arrived.
TO BE CONTINUED