I met you at The Ninth Gate…

I don't think this is a good idea.

It's a fine idea.

I really don't know.

Then shut up.

Obsession, Lust—

Thr delicate balance between

Genius, and Madman

What do I look like to you?

…a movie star.

What is that?

A movie star.

I didn't hear you!

A movie star!

I wanted to tell you this in person…

If you go any further, there's no going backs

There's no going back anyway.

CHAUNCEY STREET, BROOKLYN. NY.

A knock at the door.

ALEX lets our a deep sigh and places her phone down on the table; she opens the door. Her face is flush.

Hey.

Hey.

[A mysterious man] lets himself in.

Did you talk to her.

Yeah.

Is she still in New York.

Yeah. She's still in New York.

Brooklyn?

I don't know.

‘You don't know'

I don't know.

—but she's here.

In the city? Yeah!

Okay.

[the mysterious man] sets a stuffed white envelope on the table]

Here.

Wun Jimerlilly Fallerlallonms

Oo00h.

TW0 Jimmerlilly Fallerlallonms

*GASP*

WhT! TW0 JiMmeRLiLly FaLleRlaLloNms?!?

Jyus!

JYES.

—nerr.

My god.

Yea captain.

S/he speaks perfect Skrillex.

3/10

Room 208

2:30 pm

I just want to be okay again

I just want to live in LA again

I just want to play again

No Vacancy,

No Vacation,

No veneration or compensation for commissioner;

No doctors for the patients

A saint,

But seeking minimum wage

And simple certain stakes

I got on the wrong train

And still ended up in the right place

Long nights make for

Nice days

I carried a distinct memory of this day, and so there had to have been something important about it— least I thought, or perhaps even hoped, that there was maybe something good and special just around the corner, as it had been hard and bad for so long, that in the very least I knew that it couldn't get worse-that I had somehow hit rock bottom again so quickly that it was indeed possible that I would spring up just as quickly, which I realized was a brighter outlook than I had even expected at best, and a start at most. While inwardly I was devastated, I was at least able to suffice a calm facade, which Luke had commended me on, despite his various other psychological tricks and quips, as it seemed everything had been a test with him—but then, nearly everything was a puzzle or a challenge, not that I minded—but the latest installation of superfluous hazing, which was (at least by google'ssuggestion, somewhat even seemingly supernatural had been a first handed look into the srufff of nightmares, white america's predominately black non-solution to the housing crisis which they had caused, and furthermore, a test in my own mental strength and wits—a reminder of every reason and more why I had left my previous life behind—it's trials neither worth writing about, nor remembering, however, it's effects a tragic scar on my psyche, however unremarkable the result.

It only hurts to think about a lot,

And so I don't,

It's just a rock, really

Going on a walk through Central Park ia not an option.

Neither a mother, nor father,

Nor mirror;

Here I'm sitting at the harbor

Nonchalant as God would ever want to be

And conscious, yet unconscious—

Nodding off again,

I'll know it when it's time to talk again

(To talk again)

Pause

What.

Remember what AlwaZ said.

Uh.

ALWAZ

AKA -THE ILLUMINATI

You're a genius.

SUPACREE

Yeah, thank you.

ALWAZ

Listen, you're famous—!

SUPACREE

When is this?

New York City is probably absolutely the worst place in the world to be, if you don't want to be there. Hands down worst place ever.

And I mean—I was stranded in Mexico with no money for a couple months, and that shit sucked—but it wasn't like “kill yourself” bad.

New York gets craaaazy.

I was on the subway and this dude was just listening to that one The Weekend Song over and over on loop.

The funny thing is.

I don't remember which The Weekend song it was— but you play any one of his songs on loop and you tell me if that man is okay.

He's not okay.

I heard it's a chemical imbalance

Whatever that is

Is has to be

Obviously,

Cause they said it is,

Cause they said so,

So it is, isn't it?

Sunni bLums pDisxses

It's my favorite troll doll!

Ah! Real monsters!

I don't use Travelocity!/

Get back on my front lawn, motherfucker!

Hey, it's Daniel Dipshit!

Who the fuck is “Daniel?”

You're Daniel, Dipshit!

Why “Daniel?!” Dipshit—why not just

Cause you don't even know your own name, Dipshit!

[sprays with hose]

WTF ARE YOU DOING

I don't like licking the sour stuff off, I just want the sweet stuff!

Oh, do you?

Don't he gay.

DJ Magic Kenny

Where's Dillon Francis.

He's not here.

Where is he?

I fired him.

You what?

I fired him.

When?!

This morning.

You can't fire him! He's half the show!

Just—one date.

No.

Sunni, come on.

No! I'm not dating Diplo.

What?! Why not?!

He's too pretty.

PUT A SHIRT ON.

GODDAMNIT, SHUT UP.

OWSLA places a TRUTH SPELL on SUNNI BLU/ which results in her being outed as SUPACREE.

Nooooo.

YES.

TABLOIDS

Mwahaha

PAPARAZZI

MWAHAHAHAJA

TMZ

MWAHAHAHAJA

ILUMINATI

-_-

Great. You pissed off the Illuminati.

I am the Illuminati.

Now we're fucked.

What don't you get about this: I am in control.

[a cannonball flies through the window]

I told you.

Holy shit, what is THIS.

It's a cannonball.

A fucking cannonball! W0W.

It says something.

What's it say

The cannonball reads:

“You're so fucked.”

“You're so fucked.

W0W.

Nice.

I told you.

No, I told you.

“I'm in control!”

I write in canon! It's a stretch, but it'll do! Keep up.

You wrote this?

I wrote everything!

The next level

Timmy's Turn up

When I talk

Hi, I'm Ū

Offenbach

4U

Heart over height,

Head over heels,

Mind over matter—

I don't want to fight you.

We have to.

No, we don't.

We're going to.

But we've already—

That doesn't matter.

It matters to me.

I am you.

Then it matters to you!

That's—not what I meant.

C'esme't.

I'm gonna go.

You're leaving?!

The quarrel's tomorrow.

No it isn't!

Yes it is.

Call it off!

No. Its tradition.

But—

?

[I love you]

Goodnight.

She heads for the door.

[I love you too.]

Unspoken words

In the hurt of the war of the worlds

You come first,

Then unearth I become in the force of the storm

Where were you, before this?

What I was, I assure you was unsure, at first

Now, it's just

Another record

So it works forward, and back

Of course

Back—and forth…

Yes.

This is marvelous.

Well, it's yoursz

I can't take this.

You're not taking it; I'm giving it to you.

What for?

For traveling, of course!

But I'm not going anywhere…

What is this.

It's a DJ.

Oh, wow, nice.

Yeah.

Where'd you get it?

I found it.

Oh, wow.

Yeah.

Where?

It was just—on the ground.

On the ground?

Yeah.

Oh.

MORPHEUS

You know what?

What is it?

MORPHEUS

…nevermind.

AMY POHLER

…I think this is a bad idea.

TINA FEY

It's a good idea.

AMY POHLER

I think it's bad.

TINA FEY

Have another shot.

[she does]

AMY POE—whatever

It's a really bad idea!

TINA FEY

OKAY, LETS GO.

Pan out to JIMMY FALLON standing awkwardly in silence in the shadows behind them.

JIMMY FALLON

I'm coming too.

OH MY GOD.

what the [BLEEP]

How long have you been standing there.

The whole time.

No you haven't

No you weren't.

You're so—WEIRD.

I'm coming with you.

No

NO.

Yes. I'm coming with you.

No—

—wait—

No!

Jimmy, do you think this is a good idea, or a bad idea.

[beat]

It's the worst idea ever.

HA!

NO—it's GOOD.

I TOLD YOU.

You're not coming.

He's coming. With. (hiccups) us.

Yes.

UGH

*takes shot*

UGH

[BLEEP]

It's the worst idea ever—

NO UT ISNT.

—it's a really bad idea.

You need me.

Ew.

We need him therr—uhh

Yes.

[beat]

Fine.

YES.

But don't say anything

C'ESME'T

Petrutheio…

PETRUTHEIO

You should go.

If you are what you eat

Then I'm nuts and bananas

but sometimes

I'm even a hero

But that's neither here nore there, no.

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ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©

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Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child

DLAXKBACK: SEASON 5

June 4th, 2021

XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA

See, I told you.

There they go.

I guess.

Alright, where's Rick?

He's here— I can smell him.

That's—

There he is.

Mmm.

Stop lookin nervous—

I don't like this.

Alright, that's good ^.^

Okay. Let's find this portal.

Damn.

Huh.

Last time I was here, it was to see—

Don't say Skrillex—

—It was to see Skrillex.

Fuck you dude.

——-ahhhhh——!!!!!!

GET IN THE SHIP.

—I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT—

YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!!

[WAPPING]

alright, that's it!

GOD!!!

That's not my name.

(It is.)

—-what?

Where are you going?

...We're going camping.

All of us?

ALL OF US.

Oh, shit!

Get IN THE SHIP.

Woah.

NOW!

—-

Ugh.

Oooof.

Bad.

Get up.

Ummm...who are you?

Get up, you have to perform.

Perform for WHAT?

Come on, dude—

—okay, first of all—

Uh huh

[A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor..

...As a fan.

But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was

DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa.

She must perform in his place.

Stop it, man.

I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch!

Not the ink.

What is it?

Don't touch it.

Don't touch it.

DON'T TOUCH THAT—

—OR, DO. ‍♀️

. . .

...I don't know.

What do I do?

Push the button.

Which button, Gerald?!

The PLAY button.

You're a DICK

It's ROUND—

—what, your di—?!

—NO, the BUTTON.

WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON.

Ooh, I got one.

[the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting]

It appears as though they lost all their fucks—

DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because

“Chandelier”

Lol.

Pop.

Bang.

Ooh.

Oh. My God.

What. Wake up. We're here.

Im addicted

It's lit lit

Getting lifted

Gifted shapeshifters sit in

While I disintegrate my disinterest

What is this?

You're in it

Did I mention I made you a sandwich,

It's still in my kitchen

Oh shit, the—

“That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen”

Oh wow, tall.

Never thought about that

Thump thumps—

Where'd they come from?

This is nuts:

What is this.

This is earth.

No.

What is your life's, what is your life

Where is your wife

And why can't I get this shot right

Right on time? Right?

That's the guy, right?

Might be—

It might be time- Tame Impala

I don't know, but I'm down for the night

Going wild for the

I

I

I forgot my line, like:

Try to write an album on the dance floor

All these lines, VI—what's that for?

I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn

Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird

Oh please—

You got me weak in the knees

Bitch please

What are teeth?

Take me out to chuckle cheese

Tell me what your disease is,

It's easy

I'm a pleasure,

I'll teach you

Now let me get a drink

Before I speak truth

OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much.

Love the fandom, cause I am one

Call me Katy imma go dumb

Call me carnage, with a green thumb

Drop the Bass up In Your face,

I call it thump thumps

What's for lunch

Let's get drunk

Don't make me go pop the trunk!!!

Oh YOU!

YOU!

YOU!

What's wrong with him,

What'd they do to him.

What's—wait.

Look at that face.

That is not the face of a free man.

I'm a trash can.

Yeah, well...that.

Who's his master?

I am.

What!?

Goddamn!

I did that.

What is that? A sandwhich?

Just have half.

WHOOOP-WHOOP!

What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops!

Far too early.

Where's Chak Chel?

oh my God!!

Who's this LADY?!

I'm in VIP

Give me a sip

I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip

“What is this sauce?”

It's ranch, dipshit.

You're an ass

NAH, I'm A PIÑATA.

Bitch, I'm the boss,

I wanna get lost in my thoughts,

But I'm lost in the box

I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe

Okay this:

He has a man purse. I like him.

What's going on?!!!!

He has a man purse, we like him

He has a man purse, we like him

He has a man purse, we like him

He has a man purse—

GET THAT S#iT

BAMPHER:

—You're in.

I'm in VIP

OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE

LOOK AT MEEEEEE

IM MR—

There's Rick.

Mx. Meesinks.

Hi—I'm—

Get this bitch

[picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck]

Yesssiiirrreeee

Don't call me sir.

SIR

And—

SERVANT

Wait, there's more?

SCRIBE/DARK LORD

There's always more—

SIR

Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir”

SERVANT

Excuse me?

SIR

Call me sir.

Third eye itching,

Let me stop and take a picture

Switch it

Feeling wishy washy,

Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy—

Where the party at?

you lost me.

Where the fuxk I park my car—

It couldn't be that far—

I—

I—

I—

I—

— I woke up on a farm

God.

WW

U D

IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO

(Yes, I would.)

Whoop whoop!!

—Nope, still too early.

OMG look.

Birds!

Becky, Becky, Sarah—

Oh, there's Sarah!

Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah?

[NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.]

Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever.

Nope.

[drinks]

So what do we do?

Have a drink.

I'm a robot, now

No home, no soul

I'm a robot now,

No friends, no phone

I'm a robot now

And I'm always all alone

I should be proud

but I'm a robot now

{mixes with A.A., iambic}

What is reality?

That's not dancing.

Let's just—no.

No, l—no

What the fuxk.

What the FUXK!!!

How did he get here?!

Look at him.

No, don't look.

(Don't look at me.)

Don't look at him.

Aww.

GET UP DILLON, it's time to go!

What is time??

WHAT THE FOOOOOO1–

posaqwwwwwwwwww——

GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!!

STAAAAAAHHHHP.

Goddammit, what are you doing here?!

Everybody's here.

Nah.

Nah.

[everybody is there.]

Nah.

Got this catatonic obsession,

Shoulda learned my lesson,

There's a learning curve to everything;

You finally taught me something

Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate

Can't even find the space to write this

My mistake, not my guy, I guess?

My idol, maybe friend?

I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them

So what is freedom?

So that's it,

There's no love left

It's just money and sex

No new friends

So that means

No new beginning—

And at the very least no new enemies—

Please

Gerald!

Damn, you're hot.

Okay, knock it off

I got it.

I got it.

I told you this would happen.

Doesn't it always?

“Follow the eye”

Or just DONT

Time to go.

I love that song.

I almost wore that shirt;

I love that song!

I am that song.

What.

I think I need a day, or forever, maybe

To get away

Time flies when you fast;

I just danced my last dance,

Thanks, Dillon Francis.

Now when I meditate and pray I can ask

GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about

Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah

Grab that piñata,

Let's look at the map,

Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight

These white girls are like

DANE COOK

“MINE”

Pelicans

MINEMINEMINE

Hot Vollyball Girls:

MINE.

Alright, that's enough.

No, stay here.

What the fuck.

NO, STAY HERE.

Okay, I—guess.

NO, STAY HERE.

Fuxk, the watchers.

I thought they didn't want me here.

He doesn't care?!

Clearly—

Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence!

What in the world do you want from me?

What in the world do you want from me?

What in the world do you want from me?

S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E.™

He's a very handsome man, the full package

She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper;

The trash can and last kandi handler,

Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah

What happens after?

Back to camp, I guess.

SWIPER

Aww, maaaan.

I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't;

I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah.

Have you seen my left arm?

It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm—

All I did was send magic to that man,

Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy';

So I can't handle this thirst trap,

I reverse that Mantra from can't to

Yea I can,

Now,

Where is Pan at?

Ask Hanzel After, actually,

Scratch that,

I said I'd never turn my back on him, but

Here's my butt and my backpack.

I'll see you at Bass Camp,

Or a Mansion,

Or @ a mention,

And thanks for the graduation,

I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe

But hey,

I just want someone to know me,

I'm really lonely,

I owe money to every agency,

The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck.

I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet;

I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met,

Cause I respected him—

And the Sadness Never Ends,

I made a fandom out of friends,

How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess

My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch;

And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause

I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it,

Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer

I snap a picture, no movement.

So even though I wanted to, I didn't—

No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches;

I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections,

Got a circle of protection, a lesson,

Cause now I'm branded and stressing

OWSLA kicked me out,

CAuse I'm a Cow,

But I can also be an owl

I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped

And down, cause he's out of my league,

And I like him now.

I needed it to be a leap year, but it wasn't , and although I was expecting a small amount of money on the 3rd, I had to depart lik/ on the first, and though I had roughly 4 days remaining in my stay, it had started to feel like the beginning of the end, from about the night before and into the morning, waking up sick and sore and most of all tired and hungry

A Free Vegan is a term used to describe a person who practices veganism, but still may moderately consume some animal products sparingly, such as collagen, honey, or other products medicinally or as supplementary nutrition; this Vegan might wear leather, use products or materials derived from animals for convenience, functionality, or economic reasons

Girl with the tattoo Miguel

“A Walkthough Central Park”

I'm on a regimen of vitavitavitamin,

I need some anescrptoc and some aneceptomen

Medicine man and an antiseptic

A bed to rest my head I, some bread

Some peanut butter for my jelly

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