SLAVEBEAN (character monologue) Eating SlaveBean, but not in the morning for that was what I promised and I will try to keep my promise still. Maybe it's because I thought Thursday was Friday and Friday Saturday or something like that that makes me feel this way makes me not want to eat Slavebean tonight maybe it's because I slammed my head upon the wall a touch to many nines... that I am stuttering.. studling... stumbling into the wrong rooms into the wrong people, into white walls and not really caring. Talking to SlaveBean, a man! a man! who hides in his can and won't come out to play, what a shame, I want to play I love to play with the weak, for that is fun my friend and fun makes it all worthwhile. I suppose its really is no wonder, why he won't come out of hiding I am always trying to capture him, sometimes eat him. I guess in the end, he hides to survive but that can't be much fun, and if its not fun well then you tell me, what's the use? No, tonight I am just asking for his knowledge, just to pass the time Maybe I am more then just searching for sex, maybe a massage and a boot and play. maybe I am deeper then that. or maybe it's the fact that I feel like I am going to purge, this ugly urge Perhaps it's like the urge to purge, a purge of the gods, perhaps for the gods, to appease them so nothing worse may occur, all assuming they like the sight the sound the smell... it’s like that tonight, so make it go, and let me sleep, SlaveBean, make it go and I will try not to eat you in the morning and purge with it this skin! to cringe within if I don't pass out first. Oranges and oranges more oranges I devoured them like a snake who eats their pray whole. I swear I had more of them, they must have been stolen by teeth or sucked down a big black hole along with my single socks and sex.. or on this night lack of, and the black gloves I love to wear, but lose each year on purpose. Argh! I didn't think to ration the food nor the plates, and I ate with my fingers and I devoured my mouth because I thought excess would be deliciously deviant and divine but it was far from divine, unless you like purging Slavebean what does it mean to have a purge so grand? Tell me, Slavebean, does the attraction between us disgust you and delight you still? or did you just say that because I made you speak? Hmmm. It is no wonder he will not speak to me That he chooses to hide shuts his eyes with all his might Well I dare you! Well I dare you to open them wide , Slavebean! and see the darkness take shape look above, and see me standing over you it is then you'll discover that you were hardly hiding at all except maybe from yourself in this kitchen green and that can't be much fun and if there isn't any fun, well then you tell me Is there really any use? Oh, SlaveBean, I must know what you think you know, what you think it will pass the time don’t you see? All the walls look the same tonight the same white.. white .. white walls that my head crashed upon! BOOM! that makes me speak just with my tongue flickering like the flame of a candle It’s not fair! I just remain with the same change ever constant waiting for you with this never fading, ever raging lust observing and spying, your every breath I'll be watching you not quite bliss having to be still, but like I told you... time is forever a tease trying to break into others! Break others, like me , trying to create routine and pattern should I help it, if that's the way I feel? Would you like me? would you like me? if I stripped you bare Would you like me? would you like me? if I tattoo my body to the wall, then you could play the power and that might be some fun and that would make it all worthwhile, Slavebean! Oh! Sigh! My precious head, a strongbox of details and logic with wings and black sauce bruised by the white walls that I could not resist You see, I just don't understand the plan for this night but I know there is one why I am up, why the moon stares me down Break your silence, SlaveBean! and tell me this nights purpose and plan, I know it's more then what it seems! I know your past! Oh, Nothing can stop me from devouring your torso and trunk Slavebean, when I feel the hunger within but alas I have no reason nor room for your body tonight you can tie my hands behind my back, if that is what you like I can keep your secrets a secret, Slavebean even though temptation is sweeping like a bushfire within can you feel my heat? can you feel it? feel it! If you speak. I will try! I will try! not to eat you.. in the morning.