Mood Music:

Lights. Camera. Action!

Announcer voice: Ladies and gents I welcome you back to the interviews!

Strobe lights of all colors, lasers, and a disco ball, because that needs to be there too, erupt from nowhere exactly around the small little interview room. They dance for a time, blind the poor attendees who are forced here by there will then simply shut off. Leaving nothing but one large light on in the middle over a table and five chairs in the room. One empty, three filled on one side, and the other occupied by the one, the only...

Nickyy: Welcome back, bitches. All my girls back for another round. How you doin'? Great to have you back to the INTERVIEWS! Y'all know me of course--

(There is some rattling then yell.)

Alice: WHY AM I STRAPPED TO THIS BLOODY CHAIR?!

Nickyy: Saftey precautions, I'm sure you're well aware. Not to mention ah... ya know. (Twirls her finger towards Alice with a smile.) The whole goddess problem. Not that I would think that Basty there would do anything against me. But still. Best to be safe over sorry. You're welcome by the way.

Alice: (Grits her teeth.) I hate ya soooo much.

Nickyy: Join the club, anyway. We're at our halfway point, a whole seven months gone! Man, what crazy ones they've been, huh? So, I've got to say, how is everyone taking it, hmm? Happy? Mad?

Lynn: Honestly, Nicole, do you truly care about that? What we think about all of this?

Nickyy: (Legasp and leans forward against the table.) Of course, I do. You're all my babies. Why wouldn't I care?

Nes: I dunno.... maybe all the hardships you put on us, the murdering, the torment, the soul-crushing decisions you make people make, ya know... Being DM on a bunch of gals just living our best life?

Nickyy: You know, I have hardly done anything hard on your happy ass, what are you to say?

Nes: It's what everyone else is thinking.

Nickyy: (Smirks.) And what am I thinking?

Nes: (Focuses, then frowns.) I-I don't--

Nickyy: Know? Can't get a read? Did you really think I was going to allow you to read my own mind? That would ruin the fun for everyone else. Speaking of... Lynn, you're quiet.

Lynn: (Crosses her arms.) Forgive me, as I attempt to wrap my head still around this entire thing you call fun. You have toyed with us this entire time, and expect me to frankly speak my mind? What am I to say?

Nickyy: What do you want to say? No questions about your future? Or about all the hard times I've put you through? There is bound to be more, believe me.

Lynn: You have hardly done anything of--

Nickyy: What about Ginger? Or Adam and Rissa? Have you thought to question how your dear friend Nikki is taking all of this? You're disappearing and going off on this goose chase--

Lynn: Stop.

Nickyy: (Stops but grins.) No questions?

Lynn: Why Rissa. Adam doesn't deserve that.

Nickyy: It was more of the other person who killed her, not really my idea. Oh, and if you're wondering, they are alive. And man, that'll be a hell of a reveal when it happens.

Lynn: You allow another to dictate what happens to your own? Do you not dare to stop it? Or make it better or easier for us? Care you not for us at all?

Nickyy: She was an NPC, I never wrote a word to her existence other than she was there. A means to an end mostly. Trust me, I was butthurt that she was killed too. Alas, it thickens the plot. And look, it isn't that I don't understand that what happened was rather fucked up, it's just that I don't care, the show must go on.

The lights buzz around the room, flickering and strumming with power.

Nes: Um, you kill her we all die.

Lynn: I know that, girl. 

Nickyy: Don't worry, Nes, I'm not scared. Now, Alice! How is life for you?

Alice: Ya already know that.

Nickyy: I'd like to hear it from the horse's mouth.

Alice: Aye. (Turns to Nickyy.) Fuck you. Fuck yer games. Fuck that Goddess. An' fuck yer fuckin' me over.

Nickyy: That's a lot of fucking for a--

Alice: Donna'ya fookin' say it, ya git. Not a fookin' ward.

Nickyy: Mhm. I'll say this. Your next hair color? Love it. Can't wait.

Alice: An' when is that happenin'?

Nickyy: When you accept all of you. Including Bast.

Nes: (Laughs.) Like that'll ever happen. She can't even accept that she's in lo--

Alice: (Rocks violently in the chair trying to tear herself free.) Yer crossin' the line, lass. 

Nes: (Whispers.) What's the hair color gonna be?

Nickyy: Hmm think Sisqó.

Nes: Awesome.

Nickyy: So, anything else you guys? It's a bit late on my end and I've got things to do. 

Lynn: You keep mentioning that things are in a rolling motion. What things are these?

Nickyy: Things for all three of you. Nes, you are at a calm before the storm. Lynn, yours is actually in a set motion, the finale hasn't even happened yet, its hardly getting to the end of the season, to be honest. Alice, yours will be slowing down a bit. It's time I add some of my magic touch on little Nessie here, big changes are coming, and I don't know how much of you will be left in it, kid.

Nes: (Frowning and is quiet for once.)

Alice: Is that yer plan? Kick 'em all while they're down?

Nickyy: Chaos is a ladder. The more you all go up, which you have no choice but to, you'll see and do some crazy stuff. Stuff you'll either love or hate, or even wish to kill me for. The point is, it needs to be written, and I'm not sorry for that. The best characters are the ones who come in with everything, lose it all, then gain it back again one stab of a needle at a time. Or several at once. It's the beauty of it all. Be grateful. You're the main character of my imagination, and I intend to hit you with every brick I can while it's being built.

Alice: Yer a fuckin' psychopath.

Nickyy: Some would say, others praise me for it. Now then. I best be taking my leave then. I feel like we really got to know each other very well today. We'll be seeing each other again very soon. We'll see just how far that hell moves everyone forward. And, at that time it'll be autumn. My favorite season to write. Big changes are comin' kids. Be ready for that.

Lynn: Do we have a choice?

Nickyy: (Cackles while fading into the darkness.) No.

All the lights turn off and the scene closes yet again.

To be continued....

Lights dance around the room. It's all crazy and shit. Use your imagination.

Nickyy: LADIES AND BITCHES! I present to you--!

Alice: Wtf are ya doin', lass? It's just us here?

Nickyy: Shh, just let this happen. Ahem. I PRESENT TO YOUUUU--!

(Loud popcorn crunching from somewhere in the room.)

Nickyy: Really.

Nes: Go on, I'm listening. (Crunch crunch.)

Nickyy: (Eye twitches.) AHEM. Okay. LA--

Lynn: (Loud slurping of iced coffee.)

Nickyy: You know what? Fuck it. Alexa, light this place up.

The lights turned on around the once again concrete room. Only three people sat in chairs this time on the other side of the table. The fourth one empty.

Nes: Say, where's the dude at?

Alice: WHY AM I CHAINED TO THIS FUCKIN' CHAIR?!

Nickyy: Well, I wanted this to just be my girls, the ones that I fully created, not canon characters from a game that I loved as a kid. Anyway. You are chained to the chair, because I trust you less then I trust the Knight of Hell over here who can melt my brain where it rests.

Lynn: (Eye narrow and loud slurp.)

Nickyy: See, my point exactly. Anyway, no questions, no one?

Alice: (Seething and yanking at the chains around her.) I swear on me mum, when I get oot of this.

Nickyy: Yeah yeah, as you d that. Let's continue THE INTERVIEWS! Now, I think it's only fair that I answer a few questions from you guys. So, shoot away. I'll be nice this time. Promise. (Manic grin.)

Silence, then a cough.

Nes: What kiiiiind of questions?

Nickyy: Mmm. Lets do funny ones. That sounds good.

Nes: Hmmm... Why is my hair so poof?

Nickyy: (Evil smile.) Well, you see, long story. This you that is you now, is not really you, it's another. And you had many many many others before this you was, well, you.

Nes: (Blink.)

Nickyy: So the you that is you now has poofy hair, thus, you have poofy hair. I originally wanted short hair, buuut that never worked out, so, well, here ya are.

Nes: Wait... what?

Nickky: Hey now. At least you're not Lynn over here. She goes back all the way to my anime picture face claim phase. And don't even get me started about the wolf days. (Whispering.) Fun fact. She used to have a fox tail and ears. True story.

Nes: (Snort.)

Lynn: I--Let us not talk about that.

Nes: Anime is awesome though. How is that bad?

Nickyy: Not entirely, but not good in my book is all, more like growing up out of the anime phase is all. Now you all have pretty faces and you have poofy hair. Next?

Alice: Why the fuck is she 5'8ft now and the rest of us look like bloody shrimp?

Nes: Wee lil shrimp.

Alice: Shut the fuck up.

Nickyy: (Shrugs.) I'm shorter than all of you guys so be happy. She? I wanted to make a point that she was grown and that she'd been stopped from it the way that she was. So, she became a tal, and us stay a smol. Next.

Lynn: Why exactly are we here? What is the gain on meeting us?

Nickyy: (Leans back in seat.) I had this concept of what would we all do if we met our characters. And boom, it became an event. I wanted to see, me, the fucked up satanic bitch that I am, what impact I would have on my characters if they were ever able to really just ask me something. Be more than just a face on a site and be someone with a word.

Alice: Oye, this is gettin' mushy.

Nickyy: Guess you can say that. Any more questions?

Nes: Why don't any of us have, like, sidekick pets?

Nickyy: Are you guys Disney princesses?

Alice: Hope not.

Nes: I mean, kinda.

Nickyy: Animals get in the way. You've all been in life or death situations before, why drag along an animal to waste space and be an ex machina that suddenly the day is saved because your cat abruptly pops into existence to save you? Lazy writing in my eyes. I'd much rather fuck shit up and make you guys claw to get yourselves out of it than make your gun have an unlimited clip on it like in the movies. No capes, no pets.

Lynn: Then why do I have a cat?

Nickyy: Sonno is based off of my old fat cat Sugar that I had had since I was a kid. She sadly passed away my freshman year of high school. But her memory lives on. And you get your own little version of her, congrats. Also, you do not take her everywhere with you. She stays perfectly safe at your house. So, next?

Alice: Don' ya have a bloody life er somethin'?

Nickyy: Ouch, I mean, if I did, would you all be here? But yes, I do actually. I read, I draw, I eat, I drink, like any other normal person.

Lynn: I highly doubt that.

Nickyy: Alright, listen smart asses. I was doing this to be nice, guess we'll have to just wait till the next one don't we?

Alice: (Groans.) There's more?

Nickyy: Surpriiiise! You kids have fun now, okay? I'll be seeing you all next time.

Nes: Aaand, when is that going to be?

Nickyy: (Fading into the background.) Oh. Soon. Very soon. Baaaaaiiiiii~! 

Poof.

There's a single table in a large pitch black room. On one side are four people all suddenly there for unknown reasons. The sound of rocking is heard from one chair. 

???: WHY IN BLOODY FUCK AM I TIED TO A FUCKIN' CHAIR?!

???: I heard you were a wild one~ OHHohhhh--

???: Neseva shut yer bloody mouth!

Nes: (Light turns on over her.) Alright, sheesh, grouchy pants.

Grouchy Pants: Where the hell are we?

???: I believe this is an interrogation room.

Grouchy Pants: Who the fuck-

Nes: Er, who are you?

???: Lynn. (Light turns on over her.) Pleasure.

Nes: Oh, well hi! I'm Nes, this is Alice AKA Grouchy Pants.

Alice: (Light turns on over her.) Sod off, ya dit.

Lynn: Nice to meet you both, though I have no clue as to why I am meeting you.

Alice: Alright, we all be met then?

Nes: Naw, there's a dude here.

Dude Here: Oh, yeah, hi, I'm Sly. (Light turns on over him.) I just thought if I didn't say anything then maybe I can sneak away, but then it got interesting.

Alice: Oi, it's you.

Sly: Oh hey! It's Alice, nice to see you again. Love the hair.

Alice: Why don' we farst worry aboot why we're here rather than makin' friends...

Lynn: The angry one has a point, why are we here?

???: Well I'm glad you asked...

(Lights a single large light turns on from above them all, showing four people on one side, and w person on the other suddenly. The person leans forward ominously.)

???: Well well well.... Welcome one and all to the Interviews, I'm Nickyy and I'll be your devastating host.

Sly: Uuuuuuhhhh... Host for what? Yeah, no, I'd rather just sneak out now, this is a bit too much

Nickyy: Ah ah ah.. you leave this room and.. I dunno, I'll do something. But you park that happy ass right back down.

Nes: Damn son.

Lynn: So we are your hostages? What do you intend to do with us, Nickyy? Why are we here?

Nickyy: Excellent question. But let's turn on some mood music, shall we?

(A CD player appears on the table. Nickyy clicks play and a smooth song begins to play.)

Nickyy: Much better, now. I see you've all met each other. Let me introduce myself. Ahem, I....... am all of your mommy's'.

Nes: (Barks a laugh.) What kind of Black Mirror BS is this?!

Alice: Who let this loon in? An' what the hell with the music?

Sly: Mmmm... I feel like I'm going to get mugged, or somebodies dad is going to ask why I'm here on the eve of his daughter's wedding.

Nes: Dude, right?

Lynn: You both, enough. (Looks at Nickyy.) As in?

Nickyy: As in, I created all of you. Well, except you, Sly. You're another's property, but I love to write you regardless, anyway.

Sly: Wut.

Nickyy: I've brought you all here, in this magical room today, for us to all chit-chat and get a few things off our chest.

Nes: Wait, so like... you wrote yourself into your own story?

Nickyy: I mean.. I guess, sorta.

Nes: Dude, awesome. Hi, Space Mom.

Nickyy: Supp, my child. Now--

Alice: Hold up.. You, created all of us? 'Cept him.. So ya wrote all of our stories, the deaths, the tragedies?

Nickyy: Yeah, yeah I did. It builds character.

Alice: Aye, ya believe it? This block, heh, she says it builds fuckin' character? We mean so lil to ya that yer just--! (Attempts to free herself from the chair.) OH YA BLOODY C[beeeeep]! How fuckin' dare ya show yer face, ya [beep] [beep] [beep] [beeeeeep] maggot! After all ya did to me! What else have ya done to them, huh?!

Nes: Thaaat's why you're hogtied to the chair.

Alice: [Beeeeep].

Nickyy: That's right, let it aaaall out.

Lynn: (Purses her lips.) Is that why you brought us here, to announce that you are the reason for all of our woes?

Nickyy: Course not.

Nes: Liar.

Nickyy: I also just wanted to be a good mommy and let you all know why I made you.

Sly: You got bored one day and wanted to see what a devastatingly handsome raccoon, like myself, would be like being played?

Alice: Aye, sure, that's why she did it, fuckin' git.

Sly: Gasp. I don't recall you being this rude.

Alice: I wasn't tied to a bloody chair!

Sly: Fair.

Nickyy: Guyz, gais, please. Order in the room.

Lynn: I could kill you without lifting a finger.

Nickyy: Yes, but. But, you're intrigued, are you not? My badass demon to whom is my oldest character and longest running, my angry crazy hunter who I just drag through the dirt because it's so much fun.

Alice: Fuck you.

Nickyy: My newest spaztastic rainbow of a child--

Nes: --Omigee, I'm considered the rainbow? I'm so happy--

Nickyy: --to whom I will fuck up your world eventually. Don't worry, you'll hate me one day.

Nes: R-Right.... Good feelings gone.

Nickyy: And my little baby boy, Sly.

Sly: That's all I get? No, favorite child? Or, Your most precious gift to the world. Nothin'?

Nickyy: You must all wonder, why? Why I thrust so much torment and turmoil down upon my little children. Why am I so evil to the ones I build a working world for, hmm?

Sly: Lady, kinda creepin' me out.

Lynn: (Leans forward.) Explain then.

Nickyy: (Smirks.) Gladly. I'll answer all of those burning questions that you might ever have.... (Finger guns.) IN OUR NEXT INSTALLMENT OF THE INTERVIEWS!

Alice: Don' ya fuckin'--Let me oot this chair! I'll show ya just how much I love yer pumpkin latte smellin' ass! No wonder I like pumpkins!

Nickyy: Caaalm down, okay, it's just a few months from now, hang tight.

Sly: Wait, you're not just gonna leave us here!

Nickyy: Just imagine yourselves as a fish in a fishbowl and me who watches it all! Bye bye for now!

Alice: [Beeeeeeeep].

All the lights turn off and the scene closes.

To be continued...

Heya big sissy, been a while, hasn't it?

Me knowin' I haven't checked in in a while. (Partially because last time we did ye shot me in the face. Don't worry, I still love you.) But hear me out, alright?

I'd like to tell ye about the day I died. Cliche right?

Started that night, as am sure ye remember.... We both were in the bathtub. What was I two? Eh, who cares.

We heard mum's scream.

Da later. Boy he fought. Hershey, ye remember him? Our tyke? Great labbie. Am sure he died first. Hell hounds an' all. Ye know they're no' friendly beasties. Bloody nasty feckers really; they ain't even cute as pups. But back on'wit it. So mum screamed, da faught, ended in a blood bath. Ye crept out the tub after what been feelin' like hours. Blood dried at the bottom of the doorway. Ye opened it an there was mum an' da. Shredded an' bloodied. Ye rushed to me, wrapped me up in a towel an we went to the room. Ye dressed me, yerself, then went cryin' to mum. Got yerself all bloody, ye did. Next them hounds were back an we ran. Hid in the closet, some odd reason the thing couldn't get in. We stayed like that then.

Ye told me it would be okay, strokin' me hair an' whisperin' to me that mum an' da were playin' a trick. That they would come back an' we'd all go to sleep. Such a sweet sister. Told meself that yer me world. I loved ye. Still do. Wouldn't let anythin' harm ye, like ye tried fer me. Didn't work out so well. Hooded people came in; tore up the whole house lookin' fer us. When they found us we didn't see their faces. They took me. Don't know why, but ye tried to save me. Beat em with yer lil arms; I was cryin' an' beggin' them. Took me right from me family. From you. Last I heard was ye screamin' then me was put to sleep.

After that I woke up roped down. Mum always said not to show yer privates, these people didn't listen. They were drippin' things on me, markin' me body. I didn't stop cryin'. Was women; the lasses chantin' callin' out some name fer a demon am very acquainted with now. He came, they begged him to take the child, to keep em rich an' young. The bastard gave one look at me an' said no. That am no' the first born. They pleaded, anythin' a sacrifice, to do whatever to the child. Another look, an' he grinned.

Next I knew the women were stabbin' me, murderin' me. I was beggin', prayin' that mum an' da would save me. Cryin' fer mummy. Ye know what them bitches said to me? "Yer mummy gave ye to us. Sold ye soul to a devil. Yer his now an' ferever." Finally they stabbed me heart. An' I was plunged to what only could be Hell. One thing ye wanna learn about Hell, lass, is that time is different. I was tortured fer hundreds of years. Torn apart, raped, beaten, eaten, there was no end. No end til one day... bloodied. Void of emotion, of care; I was thrown at the demons feet. Didn't stand even though me was told to. He said I was his. I serve him ferever. Ye might think the day the bitches killed me I died. But it was that day that I did. He told me to let ye suffer. That the eldest, the one he wanted, was to suffer ferever.

But I loved ye. Yer me sister no matter what I am. No matter what I do, I still love you. An' when ye found me I cried. Cried an' hugged ye. Missed ye so much. You looked so little, fourteen. I looked twenty er so, didn't I? What a shock. I still needed ye. Yer still me big sissy. Told ye what happened; an' what did ye do? Ye tried to kill me. I begged ye, implored ye to listen to me. Don' make me suffer anymore, I needed ye lass... You needed me.. Ye pushed me away. Told me you were gonna kill me when you were strong enough. I cannae tell ye how much I cried then. Ye hated me. All I ever did was love ye an' you hated me. The demon told me to suck it up. Am still his, yer just a loony bitch. Kinda wished ye had killed me, I'd been free of him.

Its been years now. Yer all grown up. Yer beautiful, ye know that? Ye look so much like da. Me with mum's baby face. Am lookin' twelve, reason I got me tats....

I won' lie. Been watchin' ye ever since ye pushed me away. Every step, every move ye make. Needed to keep ye safe. Ye think yer still alive because of chance? Yer stubborn enough to be, I'll give ye that. But me saved yer ass many times. An now..

If ye find this, ye killed me. Am dead. Call this a will of sorts. Me last testimonial to ye. Me side of the story ye never let me say. Am sayin' I love ye, Alice. Sister. Family. Yer all I have left. Am all you have.... had. I'll never stop lovin' ye. But am happy ye got what ye wanted lass. Watch yer ass, aye? Stop pushin' people away. Fuck someone already, yer makin' yerself a virgin beacon, c'mon. Am sure mum still wants her grandbabies. Heh..

I love you, Alice. Always have. Always will. Sorry we couldn't be a better family. Sorry mum was such a bitch. We didn't deserve any of this. Remember us in better days. When we played dollies, an' with the puppy. Maybe we'll see each other in another life. Just be sure to live yours lass.

Yer awesome sexy, bad ass lil sister.

Samantha Megra (The Mega) O'Malley