January 27th, 2017
Have you ever wondered what it's like inside of a cocoon before? If you said yes well it's kinda hard to explain and just generally I'm going to go with Meh.
Next question.
Have you ever been inside of a cocoon? The general normal population would most definitely answer no however maybe some people have I dunno, it sucks.
Why am I asking these questions? Well because I honestly hate my life.
So, where are we exactly? Right...January 27th. Honestly the last few weeks for Desmond has been absolutely fucking hell. Like crazy weird hell as if he was tripping of Acid….WHICH HE WASN'T. Desmond wasn't actually sure what the actual fuck was going on with his body other than it wasn't good.
Oh what's that? You want to know what was going on with Desmond? Well for starters he was literally throwing up dead moths for awhile. Some of the moths did come out alive but it was only a few. Surely Desmond went to the hospital to get this checked out but apparently throwing up moths wasn't a common symptom for anything and they wanted to run more tests but he wasn't about that sooooo he left.
Yes it probably wasn't the smartest of ideas but he did it anyway and just continued on with his life like throwing up moths was completely normal. Today was actually the worst of the worst, a pure shit day of things that just really would make you go what the fuck. Desmond’s day actually started off pretty freaking great since he went almost all day without throwing up dead moths or any moths at all. It was until that point he realized his day was going to be a shit day. There are so many reasons why today was a shit day but there are actually four main reasons why everything went to hell for Desmond.
Reason 1: Desmond was sick
“I never been this sick before, I feel like the absolute personification of shit at this point. “
Desmond being sick was clear for awhile actually, a few weeks before he just been spitting up moths. It was bad that as the days went on the more he threw up the more moths came out dead. This was a sign of something he felt like a idiot for not knowing what. So he took a bunch of Dayquil and ate a lot of cough drops during the day. Desmond actually spent the entire day inside his box castle because it was too much a bitch of getting up and just doing stuff. On the bright side he was able to scare away people who decided to get a little too close to the box castle, it was like his entertainment for the day.
Old Man Joe actually stopped by a few times. Old Man Joe was old as dirt and smelled like sewage, being that he lives in the sewers and comes out to humor Desmond with his crazy tales of his past. Today was “...How I became King of Space and then was overthrown the very next day” Story. This was more of the more comedic stories Old Man Joe told Desmond being that this old man literally states in his own story he was ate by some giant alien monster and danced his way out and was crowned king.
Joe would come back and forth bringing Desmond some meds and uh…”Surprise Get Well Soon Soup” which was honestly the most disgusting thing anyone could probably eat. It was like roadkill animals seasoned with homemade moonshine and weird spices.
“If you are trying to kill me with garbage soup to be crowned hobo king you are a super dick.” Desmond just poked at this weird soup...which was glowing?? and all mushy like. Soup isn't supposed to be mushy like was it?
“Ju’ drink it. If it doesn't make you feel better sue me so I can sue tha’ Witch Doctor for teaching me su’ a shit recipe.” Which Old Man Joe barked out this really really terrible laugh, it was like...a dying whale who smoked one too many cigs.
Desmond just shook his head and poked at the slop again “Sue you for what? All your boxes?” Desmond frowned and decided to drink this shit soup. It honestly didn't taste as bad as it looked or smell. Hell it was super freaking spicy like wasabi on steroids spicy.
It worked briefly, not for the whole day but it kept Desmond in the clear for a good hour without any problems. Once Old Man Joe had left, Desmond returned to doing the only thing he could do which was sleeping.
Sleeping. Yeah he decided to take a good nap in hopes he would wake up all better.
Reason 2: Desmond Loses The Moths
“The Moths wasn't just moths...they are a part of me, without them I feel like nothing so of course I need to get those back right?”
A hour or so passed before he awoke to absolute silence. It was super quiet where he could hear his own thoughts which would probably be good for some people but not good for him.
Just when he thought everything was perfectly fine he threw up. Like actual throw up, it was the sewage soup. “He tried to kill me...knew it. Good try Old Man!” he joked as he just..crawled out his ridiculous super detailed and very elaborate box castle. It was a really great sight to see which also required a lot more maintenance because it is made of freaking cardboard. Without doing maintenance on the boxes like every single day, the castle will surely look like a poor man’s house of trashy boxes. It needs that daily maintenance to look high class!
Anyway, Desmond was going to do the daily fix ups now since he was somewhat feeling better but something just felt super off. He knew something was off...like it was evident to him something was off. He scratched at his head and slowly paced around his garbage moat, another fun fact about the box castle. It has a literally moat of garbage around it. Desmond frowned upon realization on what was wrong which said frown was replaced by something more..sad? Sure sad let's go with a somewhat but somewhat meh facial expression.
So what was the big thing he realized that made everything feel so off? Well, he can't hear the moths. He also did not see, sense, notice, other descriptive words about sensing, that there was no moths. Yep, Desmond had zero moths around or on him. See this was an actual problem because for all he knew about his life since the day he became the Mothman was that moths was and always was around him but now they are not. Bummer right?
Desmond just stopped doing box castle maintenance and walked off, he was going to go look for these moths or some. It didn't matter what type of moth it is just the fact that he needs one. Yeah this was probably the actual start of shit day since he had to go on this grand shitty adventure. Honestly if he stayed then maybe this day wouldn't have been as shitty as it was going to be but oh welp, too bad.
First stop was the park, Mood currently is Meh
It made a lot of sense for him to go to the park first. Well he just assumed moths was at the park because it's the park. Usually you would see moths around a park right?
He explored the park for a bit, he didn't find much of anything there and it was clearly a big waste of time. It wasn't that Desmond wasn't looking hard enough, it was more of the timing he chose to look and the fact he was looking too hard. Still it sucked more for him not to being able to find moths at the park, so onward on this adventure.
Second Stop, Random abandoned building known to be infested with all sorts of bugs but most commonly moths, Mood is annoyed
So Desmond was still looking for the moths, like, it's been a good thirty minutes since he left the park. So here he was in a bug infested abandoned house. To cut things super short, Desmond entered, Desmond found a lot of bugs, Desmond did not find moths. This is a super sucky adventure...
Third stop was the a old friend’s house, Mood is frantic.
He was giving up. This was way too much work for him to do plus he needed weed, a lot of weed. So he hit up the closest person he knew that had weed on them but there was a problem.
Desmond was totally going to regret walking in this guy’s house because it was a legit crack house and lab. Desmond didn't plan on staying long, just he needed some weed to calm his nerves.
It was supposed to be a simple, ignore all the shady shit and go get the weed but uh...walking in on someone making drugs wasn't the idea. “This place smell like abandonment issues and depression.” He just walked in all casual like and grabbed a bag of weed.
“Oh Hey The glorious Hobo King has come to bless me with his presence, that will be thirty bucks. “ Said the drug dealer who was currently jamming out to some dank tunes as he made some dank drugs. He was like, full on Starlord style dancing. “Buuuut lucky for you, Discount day! Gimme ten and also you get a little something special.”
Lucky for Desmond? Maybe...maybe not. “Sure thanks whatever uuuh tab me!” So….Desmond just got the goods and quickly got the heck out of that place for a lot of reasons.
So Desmond had weed, magic glowing shrooms and LSD. Time to make this day more shitty eh?
Final stop for searching for Moths, The forest Mood is currently Desperate.
It is super crazy how long this search for moths was taking. At the first Desmond thought it was going to be quick and easy but now….It's just bothering him so so much.
Oh so Desmond took a bunch of drugs. Basically he was now in a really bizarre state because of said drugs and was now just scaring people off...with his bizarre derange talk about bugs and throwing up sewage soup.
So how exactly did you end up in the forest? Well he saw a bunch glowing rainbow moths that lead the way! So of course he followed.
Reason 3: Desmond loses his shit and have a super fun trippy adventure.
“Drugs make the world go roouuuuund, Apparently they actually keep me sane rather than the opposite. It sucks a lot.”
LSD. Weed. Magic Shrooms.
To think he would rebound from something like this. It’s been like what? Twelve years, twelve freaking years since he had any other drug that was not weed. Those twelve years just went down the drain, “Whoops” I mean, this will just be a one time thing after all right?
Desmond was clearly not in a right state of mind at the moment. He was delirious, paranoid, and just saying the most random things for example “Would the sky taste like blueberries since it is blue?” or when he tripped while walking in the woods and refused to get himself up “Help! I fallen and I can't get up! My shoes tried to kill me “ Yeaaah this still wasn't that bad. Actually the bad things was starting to happen the deeper this idiot wandered deeper into the freaking forbidden forest.
Now before we actually get into this trippy adventure it's only right to have Some super funky music to fit this mood!
There was colors everywhere.
Through the eyes of someone else, it would be just a dark scary creepy forest full of things that would surely eat you if you poked them and it also looked like a crazy hobo running around the forest screaming.
The story was definitely different through the eyes of Desmond. The darky scary creepy forest looked like a very colorful kaleidoscopic filled with distorted things that would normally look scary. Those things were now just freaky vivid colors of themselves in this drug altered vision of Desmond, don't get me wrong they were still pretty freaking scary like….If Dancing rainbow frog had sex with doodlebob. That would be the result of the way animals and the scary monsters looked to Desmond.
He was somewhat having the time of his life until the sounds kicked in. Distorted, loud, cringey, Doodlebob, scary demented sounds. That...wasn't the thing that actually spooked Desmond.
The spooky things were the ones he knew that shouldn't be there, like the fact he was now currently having a conversation with this large rainbow moth with the face of a baby. Yeah that shit was pure scary. It was like Koh the face stealer but as a glowing rainbow moth, with a face of a baby who sounded like Terry Crews. Honestly this was the most scary thing he had ever seen during a trip.
What were they talking about? Absolutely nothing! It was just random mumbling and ramblings of a madman! Desmond was actually freaking out about it though. It actually got way worse than creepy baby face moth, he was sure he was definitely lost and being all fidgety wasn't helping.
He also was getting hot. Desmond was sweating a lot as in his clothes was covered in sweat?? So he stripped down to his scooby doo boxers which sorta helped but at the same time it really didn't. Why he was sweating it just wasn't to the extent of what his drug fueled mind thought it was. The trip was now really just becoming what would one consider a bad trip.
Notably the intense anxiety and stuff but just the fear of this baby face moth like….what the actual fuck? It wasn't until Desmond had to stop to throw up a lot of stuff that he realized there was now a parade of the creepy tiny baby face moths around him. There was a lot of them all creepy and dead stares. “Flippy floppy fucking running!” So yeah he ran and tripped, definitely twisted his left ankle. He was swarmed by all the creepy moths and was just..oh wow more throwing up now on himself, ew gross hobo is gross.
Somewhere between throwing up and trying to swat away imaginary baby faced moths away, Desmond managed to climb into a tree and was just going to hide there as it seemed like a safe place. How exactly did he manage to climb a tree with a twisted ankle? Well...Let’s not forget he can fly...just not that far because of drugs and stuff
So here he was in a tree throwing up everywhere, EVERYWHEREEEEEE!!!!! Karma is funny because if Desmond saw this happening to someone else he would have made lots of jokes and then got help but uh...no one can do that for him right now whoops, Karma is truly a bitch.
Reason 4: Desmond is cocooned
“What is it like being cocooned? Well It's fucking terrible and stupid.” Words from yours truly.
So after throwing up his freaking lungs, Desmond leaned against the tree and swatted away at the creepy things he saw and just giggled. He totally felt like he outsmarted a bunch of creepy things.
It was pretty late now, he didn't even notice it was night...then again he shouldn't be able to tell because drugs but yeah let's just assume it's night, sure.
Desmond squinted and tried to get down from the tree but dude, there was some scurry looking bear walking by sooooooo he decided to stay in it a little longer. You know...rainbow bear, care bears. Seriously even if he wanted to get the fuck out of the forest, Desmond was freaking drugged out. His brain and body was not functioning right and plus he was super sure he was lost. The only thing he could do was try to throw up the drugs….
Remember Desmond throwing up a lot? Well what he was throwing up wasn't exactly throw up...it was a weird silky substance whaaaat? That's super new and will probably/ most likely be a one time thing. It doesn't matter it was super gross and he was now stuck to this freaking signing rainbow tree because of it. It was such a pain for him to move and he just gave up trying to get the silk off. Then attack of actual moth army! Yes the moths returned! Yay! The moth army plus silkworms just began to attach themselves to the drugged out Desmond and began covering him in mooooore silk!
Soon and very soon everything was pitch black for Desmond, lights out, he can't see because he is in a cocoon now.
What exactly is going to happen? He wasn't sure...Hell he still thinks he is in a rainbow forest infested with baby face moths. He...it just hopefully whatever was going on today's would be a one time thing...or maybe next time he shouldn't decide to take a bunch of drugs to calm his nerves. That was incredibly a stupid idea and now makes him a big hypocrite.
It's...complicated explaining what actually goes down in this cocoon. For now we can settle on that stuff is happening is a goner, a goner inside of a cocoon.
January 27th, 2017
We can learn a lot from this, it truly is a simple lesson of don't do drugs. Drugs can get you half naked and lost in a creepy forest so….Do them if you want but at the same time it is better if you don't do them.
“It was a very shitty day. At least I get to sleep it off for a bit eh eh?”