A large crowd gathered around a strange spectacle, something never before seen by the eyes of man. A large, delicious looking roasted turkey was sitting on a small cart in the middle of the fountain area of the park. The cart was nothing to write home about, it was small, probably made out of a cheap metal like iron, and on the bottom was an odd set of clothes, well, the turkey on top wasn't much of a beauty of nature either, it was what the turkey DID. People crowded around the turkey to get their questions answered, because for some reason, the turkey spoke in a clear English voice, with a quirky accent, as though it's very insides housed some sort of magnificent voice sound system or something. Soon, the people from the entire area of the park crowded around the "Prophet Turkey" in hopes it would answer their deepest questions.
Chaeffer saw his chance, he heard the crowd forming around his roasted turkey shell (actually, it was a large pheasant, but people are gullible, especially when there's a large, gaudy sign involved). He had answered many a question, but in a poetic sort of way, a way that really made no sense but sounded really nice to the ear, but now was the time, the entire scene turned quite, all eyes affixed on the "Prophet Turkey". The turkey exploded into a mist of meaty goodness that showered down upon the people, and all that was left on the cart was Chaeffer (in a pair of stylish boxers) shouting.
"IT WAS ME! I WAS THE TURKEY ALL ALONG!"
The crowd burst into laughter and Chaeffer threw back his head and joined them in the hysteria, either they had all gone insane, or spring days cause uncontrollable laughter. The madness ended after about thirty minutes when Chaeffer jumped onto some man's head and declared himself king of the park, which caused a bit more laughter but ended that madness. He then jumped off the man's head and got his clothes, getting arrested for indecent exposure was the last thing on his list at the moment, now he wanted to collect money for his odd stunt.
Chaeffer got his clothes back on and put his hat down onto the ground, asking that all donation but put into his hat. Although he only received about $65, that's perhaps the best amount he made performing in the park, so he decided to stash the money in pocket L1, his money pocket on the suit coat, and head off the watch what other wonderful things were happening in the park. He took the path down to the baseball field to see if their were any matches going on. Chaeffer wasn't too keen on sports, although he did like baseball, something about hitting a ball and running around small white "bases" around a large diamond shape just screamed insane, and therefore it screamed "Dance with us Chaeffer, Dance with us into oblivion", although he had no idea how that attracted him toward the sport.
Chaeffer grabbed a seat in a near by Oak tree, giving him ample shade and a great position to watch anything, altohugh nothing seemed to be going on, there just seemed to be a few assorted kids playing catch and some adults sitting in the dugout getting themselves drunk and making sure the kids threw right. Chaeffer sprawled himself out on a branch in the tree, it was rather comfortable, and he got to see the kids practicing, although one thing caught his eye, there was a man stumbling down the field calling for his wife.
"Ah, how nice, a husband caring for his wife and trying to find her, perhaps to show her something or tell her how much he loves her. Ah, there isn't anything in the world that makes lovers themselves then spring, I remember two years ago- wait, what's that red blotch on his shirt, a design perhaps? Then why would it be getting lar- oh my god, he's bleeding! What the hell happened, I didn't even see anything, someone of high skill just murdered that innocent man!"
Chaeffer pulled himself onto his feet and gazed out, trying to see anyone suspicious, and noticed a figure approaching the path near his tree, the path that lead to Mount Sellico. Chaeffer knew this man was clearly trying to escape, and he had to be stopped! Besides, chicks dig dudes who stop viscous murderers!
"You there! You, over there! Look Up!
Chaeffer saw the man visibly jump, as though he wasn't expecting anyone to find him after the murder. Chaeffer jumped down from the tree and landed on one foot, giving a stylish pose as he gathered himself to face the man.
"You... that man down there, you killed him, didn't you!?"
Lucius turned to face Chaeffer, and stared him in the eyes with a gaze that could have frozen him in place, and in a very creepy voice he uttered
"You have not the right to know"
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