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Planet Terror: prequel
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Bette pressed a hand to her mouth, her eyes flowed over with tears. She wasn’t sure if she would wail or throw up, or just fall down dead in the hallway. She wasn’t sure of anything anymore.
And William was looking at her.
“There there…” he embraced his wife, lovingly from the looks of it, but Bette felt his nails dig into her shoulder. “Did you know she was in town?” He asked after a few seconds. Bette shook her head.
Then William took out Tina’s blackberry, from its hiding place in his pocket.
Meanwhile, Cherry and El Wray were driving in awkward silence. Helena looked to the side of the road at what looked like people, dragging away something bloody.
“Ew.” She said loudly.
“Road kill.” El Wray explained. “Round here, there’s lots of road kill. People eat the meat.”
“That’s disgusting.” Helena was becoming a vegetarian she decided.
“You see a deer,” El Wray was putting on his macho act for her. He also kept glancing down at her legs, which annoyed Helena for some reason. “You see a deer, you blink, you brake, you hesitate…you’re dead.”
“LOOK OUT!” Helena screamed, forcing El Wray to watch where they were going.
He swerved and sent the truck careening off the road. It flipped, once, twice, then came to a rest upside down.
“Cherry?” He asked groggily. She looked dead, hanging upside down in her seatbelt still.
“I thought you said you shouldn’t brake or swerve if you see a DEER!” She was very much alive and very much screaming. But she hadn’t seen what he had.
“That wasn’t a deer…” El Wray managed to say, a split second before those…things…dragged Helena out of the truck’s cab. He could hear her screams as she assembled his rifle and dragged himself out after her.
Using the night vision on his scope, El Wray found the fuckers. One of them had Helena’s leg.
El Wray shot it, he shot all of them, and then brought Helena to the hospital.
As Helena was being brought into the ER, Dr. William Block and Dr. Bette Porter were having a Very Important Discussion.
“Show me your blackberry.” He said, holding out his hand. Bette shook her head. He breathed hard, staring at her. “I thought you agreed never to see her again…show me your fucking…” he grabbed at her needles instead. “Show it to me.” He stabbed Bette in the hands as she held her blackberry up as a shield.
They watched as her hands went numb. When the device dropped into his hand. “now let’s see…” he said, comparing notes on the things.
“I think he might know.” William read. “What might I know? That you’re a lying sack of shit?” He reached for the other needle…
“DR BLOCK…ya gotta see this…” The same idiot attendant came after him.
After a moment’s hesitation, Dr. Block put his wife in a closet. He would kill her when he got done with this patient, he decided. It wasn’t the first time he had thought about it. It was just the first time he had a decent excuse.
“Coming.” He said.
Before long, all hell had broken loose…
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Dr. Block is a bastard. I haven’t seen the movie (they split it up into two parts here, and only showed the Tarantino half last week, for one week. Everyone says I missed nothing, cos it was apparently “pish.” I’ll reserve judgement.), but I hope Blockhead meets a timely demise. The rabid TiBetter in me demands I say it: poor Tina. There. Duty’s done. Moving on! There gonna be a part 2 of this sequel, hb? Anyway, I haven’t forgotten that you left a cliffhanger last chap, I’m looking for resolution… (a happy one. Well as happy as happy can be in a post-apocalyptic planet filled with zombie ponies.) More soon, thanks!
apologies to the tibetters…i honestly meant nothing by it…*sheepish*…i’m working on that other cliffhanger, no worries…just can’t decide what to do with peggy. lol
Thank you thank you hb!! Now it makes more sense. My god Dr Block was a beast wasn’t he.I hope he got an especially gruesome demise. Too bad about Tina wannit? I am all torn up about that…lol. But, Bette’s daughter!! :( Also, I was wondering what was in the needles? Was Bette an addict,though certainly understandable if she was? Looking forward to more prequel, and don’t forget poor Peggy in pure peril! Oh, and how can the baby be bionic unless she gets bitten too, and it’s just not in good FORM to go around infecting babies, but of course, that is where little zombie pony comes in!! Who else would want to play with it??
It’s true, folks. HB did in fact zombify My Little Pony and it was very special. I’m so blessed to have seen it. I wish she would do that to my fucking EKG teacher, the wishy-washy, equivocating bitch! For the money I’m paying in tuition I should get someone who can answer a fucking question! I should get somebody helps you understand rather than cause confusion with her indecision! I should get somebody who’s prior teaching experience encompased more than bible class! 2 more weeks, 2 more weeks, just 2 more weeks and I’m done with her! Ah hem. You are going to show us the bastard meeting an unpleasant demise aren’t you? Yes, what DO those assorted needles do? They remind me that Al Pacino’s Scarface had a l’il friend that had something to do with shots as well. And let Tina’s fate be a lesson to us all. Your life can depend on regular vehicle maintenance. (By the way hb, I noticed you spell asshole as an unhyphenated compound word.)
Apparently, funny, we have forgotten our manners this morning. It should be, shut your pie hole PLEASE! ha ha
My extra sensitive sensitivity training tells me that possibly funnyone MAY have some kind of issue with her EKG instructor, but I MIGHT be wrong. I think hb should share the photos of my little zombie!! Waiting to hear about those “lil friends.” Plus, why why WHY was my Bette with that monster dude, her husband, not the zombies…
Oh well, at least you spared us the gory details of poor Tina’s demise. Feel free not to exercise such restraint when it’s Dr. Block’s turn.
lol…poor tina, indeed…uhhh, i didn’t explain the little needles hey…well, i’ve f**’ed up and forgotten in subsequent PT chapters that Dr. Porter is in fact, an anthesiologist (a word that i cannot possibly spell properly at this early hour)–why she goes into hysterics when helena gives birth, i dunno, maybe she missed that part during her med school training–anyhoo, the little needles are her little sleepy friends. one takes away the pain, the other, blahblah, i forget, so i’m going to have to look up the script online and fix it in the next story. lol! my little pony indeed…maybe caiohme will have a my little pony
Wow…love this, it makes everything in PT more understandable…Dr. Block is an asshole supreme, truly…pps
Moi? Issues? Why would you say that? Now shut your pie hole and pass me the voodoo doll. No, not the pony,