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"I am ******** crazy, but I am Free" // "Live fast, Die young, Be wild, and Have fun"

K walked around the party for seemed like hours. How hard could it be to find four people? A simple task like this would've been easy if he wasn't surrounded by douchebags wall to wall and if he had the ability to hear his own thoughts, but no lots of ******** are being given about how much this party is killing K's job. By the full walk around K had already finished his beer and was feeling a bit aggravated. He could find anyone! The Tri Sig girls waiting on two ounces, The frat dude looking for his blow, or the meth-head tha... Stop pause there he was. Like a strung out sign from God. This tweeker kid had just walk into a bathroom with some drunk girl and K was following whether he was c**k blocking or not. On the way to the door K grabbed one of the bottles of tequila and stashed it in his bag, he would definitely need it for later. K approached the door and turned the knob to find the obvious. It was locked... But K was prepared for this. "Occupied" K just ignored the meth-heads twangy voice as he took out his EZ pick gun and place the pick part into the keyhole and after five clicks it was open. K once again turned the knob and this time walked his happy little a** in. Once inside he was met with a loud, "What the ******** man? I'm trying to get laid!" he got that a lot. K simply looked at the girl who was halfway done taking the tweekers pants off. "Hey girl you're relieved of duty." The girl dazedly stumbled out the door and closed it. As the meth-head watched K take out some blow and a credit card then cut it into two lines, he couldn't help but wonder who the hell this dude was. "Who the ******** are? What do you want?" K smirked a little bit as he was thinking of that one Beyonce song. "Baby I want you! nah nah! Hahaha! What's your name man?" The meth-head was looking very confused. What the hell was this strangers deal? "Anthony. Why do you need my na-" K interrupted Anthony. "You like coke Anthony?" K took his hit and rose back up. "Aaahhh woah... Man you should take a hit."

"Why?" K passed the card and a rolled up dollar to Anthony. As Anthony snorted his line, K explained his reason for dropping in. "I'm here on business, I believe you ordered some drugs from a man named Jeremy Black?" Anthony froze up for a second, and K reassured him. "Chill out homes, you're not in trouble. Jeremy's marked you as a 'favorite' customer, which entitles you to a lay with your purchase." K reached around Anthony's shoulders to make out with him. Anthony began feeling him up only to part lips for a second. "I don't usually get with guys, I'm not really a big a**l fan." K slipped Anthony's hand into his shorts, and Anthony's eyes widened. He began to kiss back more vigorously and took out a camera to take a video.

Time Skip~<3

"So now that thats done. Let's talk about your purchase. Jeremy has listed you as a 'favorite' because you owe us money and you have habit of ducking on us, so before I give you our drugs I need your last payment plus interest and the money for this purchase plus a press fee for that video of me and you getting strange." Anthony chuckled a bit, it seemed like he felt unthreatened. "You owe us over five hundred" Anthony pushed K to the corner and took out a knife. "I thought you said I wasn't in trouble, besides I wasn't ever planning to pay Jeremy that money." Anthony drew the knife closer to K's neck. K rolled his eyes and gave Anthony a swift kick in the testicles. "I lied..." Anthony doubled over and screamed in pain, but K wasn't quite through. He grabbed anthony by the hair and slammed his face on the sink. Anthony dropped himself on his back to the floor his face now a bloody mess. He looked up at K whose figure was blocking out the light from the sealing. Anthony barely conscious, strung out of his mind, ears ringing, and eyesight blurry could only associate this person standing before him with a demon sent from hell, no, Satan himself here to collect another damned soul for his collection. The thought crossing his mind Anthony tried to back up and flee in terror but he was already back up to the bathtub. He saw K reach in his bag and pull something out, his eyesight too blurry to tell what it was, but he found out quickly and began trembling when he felt cold metal on his forehead. K with his finger on the trigger thought of how perfect this was going. He did drugs, got laid, and was possibly about to kill someone without anyone knowing because the music was much too loud. "Anthony do you know why Jeremy sent me?" Anthony shook his head, unable to speak. "Because I get results. I don't let snivelling little cunts like you ******** him like a b***h! That's my job... I know his game though if I were to kill you know, he wouldn't get his money and besides I like you. You're d**k's big and when I show Jeremy that video of you ******** me, we're going to ******** like animals. So i'm letting you live... For now..." K put the gun back in his bag and opened up the bottle of patron, then poured some of it on Anthony's head. K then threw a towel over his head. "Clean yourself up and get the ******** out of my sight." Anthony ran out of the bathroom and out of the house clearly scared for his life and K just decided to get another drink.

Once K cooled down, chuckled to himself thinking how piss Camilla would be when she sees blood on one of the Tri Sig bathroom sinks. K was very tired by now. He had to shake down someone, he still couldn't find those other three customers, and he felt like there was an overbearing amount of cisgendered-heterosexuals here. "Ugh you go to college thinking there would be queers everywhere but nope... just a bunch of cis-hets..." then suddenly it hit. As K moved through the rooms he felt his queer-counter go off like he was in a gay blast site. someone very close was just as queer as he was. Then K saw them A person taking pictures, in a dark colored tutu. "I'd say take a picture it lasts longer but I think you beat me to it" The person didn't look very queer, but it was a ABC party it would be best to assume the only really queer looking people were K and Camilla. "I'm really sorry for sneaking up on you like that, My name's Jorah, you can call me K. What is your's friend?"

The Mind
of the Subject
will
Desperately Struggle
to Create memories
Where none
Exist

"Could I at least get your name?" Asked Jaime. "You can call me Brookes..." Said the mysterious man. It had been many hours since their depart from brooklyn and this man, "Brookes" had never answered a single one of Jaime's questions. It puzzled him, because he was still very uninformed of what was happening. Brookes pretty much stole Jaime from the hospital, and since then Jaime has asked every important question he could, 'Who are you?, Where are you taking me? Are you going to kill me? Why did you kidnap me?', yet Brookes had never answered once and these questions were asked hours ago. Now that Brookes seemed responsive, Jaime figured he could get some kind of information out of him. "Well, 'Brookes' why did you take me from the hospital?" Asked Jaime to Brookes. "Because your powers had spiked." Answered Brooks. Jaime's curiosity grew after hearing Brookes' vague answer, so he decided to dig a little deeper. "How did you know about my powers? Only my foster mom knew and we still had to keep it a secret." Jaime's tone began to sound a little more irritable and snide, but Brookes didn't seem to give him much control of the conversation. "Let's just say that your stunt with the extra wall in the house wasn't structurally sound." Jaime's face grimaced, he felt a little insulted, what he did was a feat of heroism yet he was being mocked by someone he had never met in his life. "Oh is that supposed to be funny?! I saved my family from a dangerous psycho!" Exclaimed Jaime. Brookes then yelled back."By breaching a wall through a man! The crime scene investigators can't even figure out how to get the rest of him out of that wall, of which is not structurally accurate considering it's in the middle of your living room now! did you even stop to think about how this affects the physical world at all?" Jaime flung his middle finger up at Brookes and continued to mouth off. [******** you man I'm a hero! That ******** deserved what he got! and besides it's just a wall!"

Brookes Stopped the car and turned towards Jaime. "Just a wall?.." Brookes then threw a very violent suckerpunch at Jaime. "Just a wall! you say! You share the most unpleasant of traits with your real parents. The Innate need to play God, and meddle with reality like it's a ball of clay. Your parents did terrible things to a lot of innocent people of which they can never take back all the while setting something in motion that couldn't be contained!" Jaime backed off, the sting of Brookes' hit on him only stung worse realizing how foolishly he had acted. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to sound like such a brat or be so immature, i'm just a little worried about what happens next." An awkward silence had started to stir, but it was broken by Brookes."I'm bringing you to Arbitrium University. I transferred all your credits and information from you former school so you can take classes there. They'll teach you how to use and control your powers with ease and there's a professor there I'd like you to meet who could steer you towards a better path unlike your real parents." So far Brookes hadn't given Jaime any reason to distrust him so he felt safe enough to believe him. Jaime did wonder how Brookes knew his parents. "Brookes what was your relationship with my parents?" Brookes looked away from the road for a second. "I'm not gonna tell you just yet because you're not ready to find out, but I will say it's like the reason you're missing a pinky... The matter is too personal to imagine. I would get some rest if I were you, we still have a few hours before we get there." Jaime looked down at his hand, his missing pinky was something that caused him to be the focus of a lot of bullying, with what Brookes know he may soon find out what happened to it. Jaime was getting tired and decided to take Brookes advice. Jaime rested his head on the window and drifted of into his dreams.

"Welcome, finally you have arrived." "What? Where am I? Are we at the university yet?" Jaime was getting a little confused. One minute he was in the car and the next... well he didn't know where he was... It was very ethereal, definitely no where familiar to him. "No you have entered the Omnipotent state." Said the voice. "Where's Brookes?" "Your companion can not accompany you here." "Where is here?! What is the Omnipotent state?!" "The Omnipotent state is the metaphysical connection you have with the infinite void, as long as you exist you will be able to have inherent knowledge of other realities much like your other constants do." "So this isn't just a dream?" "It is a state of being." "Does this mean I can read people's minds through this?" "No the Omnipotent state only factors on physical decisions and enacted purpose." "So if my mind is here what happens to my body?" "Your body is in the physical reality: existence sigma 283. I should mention that your existence will start to super-impose while your mind is projected in the Omnipotent state." "What does that mean?" "Your brain will suffer massive trauma trying to maintain your connection to the reality you exist in, when your brain reaches its threshold your body will cease to exist and your metaphysical being will join together with other metaphysical presences in the Omnipotent state." "What!?!?" "Your body is in-" "I know what you said! How do I get out?!?" "If you need me to sever the connection I am able to at any time, but I should tell you your brain has not not reached the critical point. Feel free to ask any questions you would like and explore further the Omnipotent state." "Oh... Well... Can I get a change of scenery?" "Yes the omnipotent state will take on a series of doorways and paths of which are modeled after key experiences in your existence. Feel free to alter the state with one of your memories." Jaime now knew that he was alright here, but he didn't have much time. Jaime still hadn't received his guide's name, so he would start with that. "I probably don't have much time here though, so I'd at least like to know who you are first." "I am Janus, I am part of the collective consciousness of the Omnipotent state. You would like to resume full existence?" "Yes" "I have controlled a small bit of the damage done from minor quantum imposition, but you may still experience a ringing in your ears, a blinding light upon return, and lasting migraines. Your return conditions are based strongly upon your resilience." "Alright then, let's get back on track."

TimeSkip~OmnipotentState

Jaime and Brookes had finally made it to the campus. After a few hours Jaime had finally woken up, but he soon realized his beneficial experience, came with a harsh condition. "AAAAAAAUUUGGGHH!!! AUUUGGHHH!!!" Jaime had snapped back to his reality, but upon his return he felt several sharp pains dotting his head. "Augh! Augh! Oh my god! Brookes!! What just happened to me?!" Jaime felt a little wetness under his nose. After rubbing his nose he found out that it was blood. His nose had been bleeding bad for a while, but once he looked at the visor mirror he saw that his iris' were also a little bloody. "Ugh I look like s**t..." For a brief moment Jaime had also felt a little hyper nausea and scrambled to open the door and vomit. "Uggghh... I feel like s**t too..." Brookes stared at Jaime for a second. "You seemed fine during the ride, and it was a little too dark till recently so I couldn't see you face very well. Anyway, we're here so you woke up just in time. Grab your stuff and freshen up a bit, I don't know what just happened to you, but you probably don't want anyone seeing you in the shape that you are in right now. You should hurry, I think classes start this morning." Jaime nodded. "Right..." Jaime covered his nose while grabbing his stuff. Brookes passed his room key to him. He thought far enough so that Jay wouldn't have to go through administration and all that. Jaime passed by all the students fairly unnoticed, even though all the students he saw looked very well settled in and starting their first day of class, morning routines and all. In his hazy vision he could see just about what anyone in college would see in the early morning. There were a few students jogging together perhaps students that made an effort to keep in shape with their friends, some students pajama clad and ready to bum it all through the day because it's college and they're done trying to make an impression, and even more students but looking a little more presentable, talking about the first party of the year and about many to come. Even the attention to detail on the school grounds screamed "Higher Academia". Jaime was still unfortunately hobbling partially because he was getting the spins and a bit because of his oh so aching head. Along Jaime's way to his dorm he fell by loosing his foot placement. One male student came to aid, but Jaime insisted he didn't need help and thanked the student after sending him off. Jaime was able to make it to his dorm without terribly eating s**t or falling down a flight of stairs and he felt even worse than when he got out of the car. He was very convinced now that he needed a shower, because he just looked like s**t... Jaime grabbed his change of clothes and took a nice hot relaxing shower, that did virtually nothing for his head, but he looked presentable and besides it wasn't anything an ibuprofen, some coffee, and a cigarette couldn't fix. Jaime made his way down to the cafeteria to grab some coffee. On the way he popped two advils and washed them down at the water fountain. finally at the cafeteria, he grabbed his coffee, took it outside and lit his cancer stick. He had repeated the process of drag and reluctantly sip, for a little while until he just couldn't do it anymore. The Coffee wasn't very good, but Jaime had the power to change that. "I'm small changes won't affect too much..." With that thought Jaime had paused his right hand over his cup. It shook a bit as the coffee cup became slightly translucent and static lines were running through it like an off air channel. After 30 seconds, Jaime swiped his hand over the cup and in a burst of light, it had been changed into a matcha latte. "Hmm, A little too yuppyish, but it's probably better than the coffee." Jaime then resumed the process of smoke and sip.