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"Short story entry (B), B for Brain that is..."

"I’m telling you. It spoke to me… don’t ask me why it chose me, but it did."

The Game looked at his patient. Over the last few years he’d worked at this asylum he’d gradually learned that the voluntary ones were much crazier than the ones dragged in. Bit of a nuisance really because it meant that they could leave any time they wanted to.

"So what was it that spoke to you? The Devil? God? The Dead?"

His patient looked at him, slightly agitated.

"No! I’ve told you, my brain!!"

"Ah, yes of course! I apologise Mr Thraves. So, when did it all start?"

"It all started on a normal day. I parked my car outside my workplace and entered the my office at Swordspines…

It had been a hard week. Dan_Uk was continuously moaning at me to get more staff. As I walked in to my office, again he reminded me that
"2 man companies went out of business 50 years ago. I know that you want minimal staff so we can sell the games cheaply and give the gamers a good deal but this is ridiculous!"

I had more important things to worry about. A letter from the council giving me the details of a licence I needed by the end of the week had vanished. I asked Dan if he’d seen it but he just shrugged. He’s not quite so with it these days. I think that he lost some of his brainpower along with the underscore in his name.
Anyway at that point I heard a voice.

"(It’s in his desk, top drawer to the right.)"

I looked round but there was no one there except Dan who couldn’t have possibly said it. I assumed I was hearing things but I checked his desk in the top drawer to the right anyway. It was there. I held it up to Dan saying, "What do you call this?"

"That? Oh yeah, I sorted out that ages ago, I forgot to tell you. You weren’t worried about it were you."

I’d had several sleepless nights worried that my business was going to be shutdown.

"Not at all Dan, I was just wondering where it was that’s all."

The problem was solved but I still couldn’t help wondering what that voice was…"

"So that was the first time you heard it Mr Thraves?"

Grix nodded as he watched the Game scribble notes down.

"So you had made a connection with your brain and had learnt how to talk with it."

"No. I thought that I was hearing things. I still didn’t know that it was there, let alone that it was my brain"

"Right, so you hadn’t realised what it was yet but that was the first time you saw it. I see."

The Game wrote for a bit longer, paused for a second then looked up at Grix and smiled.

"Please continue Mr Thraves."

"As usual, I went out to lunch to meet my friends from the Notables club, Meka, Sniper and Er-no at our favourite restaurant, Nintendo, the Sushi and Italian specialist…

I walked in to see the other three at the table.

"Sorry I missed today’s meeting. That idiot Dan sorted out the licence and never told me about it!"

Meka laughed
"At least you won’t have to worry about being closed down."

"I know. I see you had no luck persuading the others to come along."

"No" Er no grumbled, "Ant still insists on staying loyal to that Sony Restaurant next door. He thinks that this place is a cheap baby food place."

"Doesn’t he realise that apart from the ‘Final Fantasy’ course, the meals are tiny and leave you hungry for more. Most of them taste fairly rough too."

"What’s more, they only have 1 course," said Sniper who was looking at the menu. "You get a full 3 course meal here for a cheaper price."

A waiter came over to our table.

"What would you like for the first course? May I remind you that our new ‘Advanced’ dishes are available now."

Meka had already made up his mind "I’ll have the Mario Advanced please."

"You want the Spaghetti dish? Good choice sir! Mr Sniper?"

"I’ll have a Bomberman please,"

"Sonic for me."

"Very good Mr Er-no. Chef Miyamoto will be delighted to prepare it. Mr Thraves?"

I looked at the menu for a second…

"(Choose the F-zero course)"

"What?"

"I asked what you wanted for your starter course Mr Thraves."

"(And I told you to choose the F-Zero course. Trust me!)"

"ALRIGHT! F-Zero Advance please."

"I’m very sorry if I rushed you Mr Thraves…"

The waiter walked off.

"I didn’t know you liked F-Zero Grix?"

"What was all that shouting about?"

"You could’ve just said give me a moment…"

I looked at my 3 disgusted friends. What was I to tell them, that I heard voices in my head?

"I was, err, talking to Dan on, err, this com-link here…"

"So HE told you to get the F-Zero course and you were yelling at him!"

"Of course" I sighed with relief. "I’ll turn it off now though."

I thought that I’d just had a tired day and that I was hearing things. My mind had made a random choice and told me to choose F-Zero. There was nothing special about it. The waiter returned.

"My apologies gentlemen, I forgot to take your orders for the main meal."

"Smash Brothers Melee please!"

The waiter wrote down Er-no’s order.

"After Dark for me."

Meka looked at the menu.

"Hmmm. I’ll have a Luigi’s Mansion and Donkey Kong racing please"

"And I’ll have Metroid, Mario and Rogue Leader." Said I

Sniper stared at Meka and I while the waiter noted our orders down.
"You greedy pigs!! How can you afford all that?"

Meka and I both grinned as we lifted our free lunch vouchers out of our pockets.

"You two are so lucky. Special Reserve are always giving you two free lunches…"

"Your orders may take some time gentlemen."

We all nodded. It was well known that the Nintendo dishes took a while to make compared to other restaurants, probably the main reason why people like Ant and Fantasy Meister refused to eat there but the dishes were always great when they arrived.

"Where is Fantasy Meister and Sheepy, have they gone off with Ant?"

"Nah, they’re waiting for the ‘Microsoft’s Mega Bites and Micro Chips’ to open. They’re feeding themselves on Planetarion snack bars while they’re waiting."

"They’re nice they are."

"Yeah, but they’re unhealthy too. FM’s eaten so many that it can’t be good for his health."

I nodded. Games like that could have serious repercussions at times. The waiter returned to the table.

"Mr Thraves, you ordered the F-Zero course, yes?"

"Yes, I did bu…"

"I have to inform you that a Japanese guest earlier ordered one and changed his mind. It is already prepared and you may have it if you wish instead of our Chef taking time to make a new one."

The rest of the table stared at me. I had a chance to taste the new Advanced dishes before any of them.

"I’ll take it."

The waiter left again.

"You are so lucky Grix."

"Dan knew didn’t he, that’s why he told you to choose it!"

"I’ve heard that he works here in his spare time…"

So the voice had done it again. Given me a helping hand. I was beginning to wonder if it was super natural after all…"

"So THAT’S when you realised when it was your brain."

Grix blew. He stood up, leaned over to the game yelling:

"NO!. LISTEN TO ME PROPERLY! I DID NOT YET KNOW THAT IT WAS MY BRAIN!!!"

"Calm down Mr Thraves"

"(CALM DOWN YOU STUPID IDIOT. HE’S REACHING FOR THE BLUE BUTTON UNDER HIS DESK!)"

Grix stopped. "What’s that?"

"Calm down."

"(You know, the button he presses to call those men dressed in white to drag you away and tie you to the bed!)"

"Ah!"

Grix sat down like a shot. The Game stared at him. This one was a push over. All he had to say was calm down once and the patient backed down. Next time he was going to have this one strapped down to a chair, he clearly had violent swings.

"Now if you’ve pulled together Mr Thraves, perhaps you could tell me when you found out when it was your brain."

"Err, oh yes of course. It was after the meal. I decided to take a shortcut down a dark alleyway. An armed figure stopped me. It was none other than PB, an ex owner of a games company put out of business by rival games from Swordspines.

"So if it isn’t Mr Grix Thraves. How’s business. I hope it’s got because I’m going to be taking your money." PB held the gun up to my head.

I could see that the gun wasn’t real and I was about to reach for the real gun in my back pocket when:

"(Don’t try anything, Venombyte is aiming a sniper rifle at your head. NO! Don’t look. Just pretend you don’t know or else you’ll get shot!)"

The voice was there again. I couldn’t take some mysterious voice haunting me anymore.

"RIGHT! THAT IS IT! Who are you and what do you want?"

Simultaneously, both brain and PB said "Who me?" but only brain snapped "Jinx!" immediately afterwards.

"It’s me PB!"

"(It’s me, your brain!)"

"I’m the man of lead!"

"(I’m part of your conscience!)"

"You put me out of business and you’re going to pay!"

"(Will you tell that idiot to put a sock in it. I’m trying to talk to you.)"

Despite being unable to believe what I was hearing in my head, I obeyed my order.

"Quiet PB, I can’t hear myself think!"

PB looked at me blankly."

"(Then I hit him over the head with a hammer.)"

"Yes, then brain hit him over the head with a… NO! Will you SHUT UP! You’ve caused enough trouble as it is!"

The Game stared at Grix. He’d had a sudden out break again. He put his hand under the desk ready to hit the blue button.

"I BEG your pardon Mr Thraves."

"(I’m sorry! Argh! Quickly apologise before he hits the button!)"

"Sorry. I was talking to brain not you. He was lying to me."

The Game nodded. Grix’s brain must’ve been lying to him if it told him that his senses were picking up messages from it. He decided to have him tied up to the bed again but first, more of the story.

"So what happened after brain hit him?"

"NO! Brain did NOT hit him. He just told me so to confuse me. He’d just told me that those voices I’d been hearing was him.

PB was looking confused after what I’d said to him. It might not seem strange what I was saying to you because I’ve told you what brain said, but if you hadn’t heard what brain said then you’d be pretty confused too."

Grix waited for a perplexed Game to nod and then continued.

"Anyway, my brain then started explaining what he was.

"(A few weeks back you hit your head and a bit fell off the conscious part of your brain. It grew back over night. The bit that fell off grew to be an independently thinking conscience with extra senses - me.)"

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My brain had split into two?

"(Don’t worry how. Anyway, now I can sense things that are around you like where that document was, that there was a ready made F-Zero dish and that Venombyte is aiming a Sniper rifle for the back of your head.)"

"And what do you suppose I do about it?"

"About what? Grix, have you gone insane??"

"I’m checking when Venombyte is going to pull the trigger. Just be ready to move your head to the right. Look, PB is signalling… NOW!"

I did what he said and managed to dodge the shot. It missed me and hit PB in the head. PB held his head and fell to the floor.

"NO!" shouted Venombyte as he ran over to PB.

PB stood up, very ticked off.

"Venom! Did I say I was made out of STEEL? NO! I’m made out of LEAD and lead dents easily!!! Look at the dent you’ve made!"

"I’m really sorry…"

I used this distraction to get away. I then came here to see what you had to say about it."

"Well Mr Thraves, that IS an interesting story."

"(He’s reaching for the blue button)"

Grix couldn’t believe it. "WELL WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE I DO ABOUT IT?"

The Game looked at him uneasily "You mean your hallucinations?"

"(I’ll tell you what to do, see those roses over there, he cuts the ever so often with the knife in the draw behind his desk.)"

Grix leaned over the desk.

"Now Mr Thraves, if you want to get better from this illness you’d better sit down…"

"(He’s pressed the button! The knife is in the middle drawer!)"

"Mr Thraves! Please refrain from going into my… HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT WAS IN THERE?"

"(He’s reaching for the button the red button now – the one that tells them to come in armed)"

"Calm down Mr Thraves, you don’t want anyone to get hurt now do you…"

"(He’s pressed it! You know what we’re going to have to do now…)"

"Now Mr Thraves, we’re only here to help you…"

"(No, only I’m here to help you. He’s just a gimp!)"

"Mr Thra…"

"(Now that wasn’t so hard. Lets get out of here!)"

The guards came storming in to find the room empty apart from The Game’s corpse. There was a hole in the wall in the corner…

"How did he know that the wall there was weak?"

"I don’t know. I wonder if he knew that it goes into the Asylums showers for the ladies."

A male and female scream came from the hole.

"BRAIN, YOU KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN, YOU PERVERTED LITTLE…"

"I’m telling you. It spoke to me… don’t ask me why it chose me, but it did."

The Game looked at his patient. Over the last few years he’d worked at this asylum he’d gradually learned that the voluntary ones were much crazier than the ones dragged in. Bit of a nuisance really because it meant that they could leave any time they wanted to.

"So what was it that spoke to you? The Devil? God? The Dead?"

His patient looked at him, slightly agitated.

"No! I’ve told you, my brain!!"

"Ah, yes of course! I apologise Mr Thraves. So, when did it all start?"

"It all started on a normal day. I parked my car outside my workplace and entered the my office at Swordspines…

It had been a hard week. Dan_Uk was continuously moaning at me to get more staff. As I walked in to my office, again he reminded me that
"2 man companies went out of business 50 years ago. I know that you want minimal staff so we can sell the games cheaply and give the gamers a good deal but this is ridiculous!"

I had more important things to worry about. A letter from the council giving me the details of a licence I needed by the end of the week had vanished. I asked Dan if he’d seen it but he just shrugged. He’s not quite so with it these days. I think that he lost some of his brainpower along with the underscore in his name.
Anyway at that point I heard a voice.

"(It’s in his desk, top drawer to the right.)"

I looked round but there was no one there except Dan who couldn’t have possibly said it. I assumed I was hearing things but I checked his desk in the top drawer to the right anyway. It was there. I held it up to Dan saying, "What do you call this?"

"That? Oh yeah, I sorted out that ages ago, I forgot to tell you. You weren’t worried about it were you."

I’d had several sleepless nights worried that my business was going to be shutdown.

"Not at all Dan, I was just wondering where it was that’s all."

The problem was solved but I still couldn’t help wondering what that voice was…"

"So that was the first time you heard it Mr Thraves?"

Grix nodded as he watched the Game scribble notes down.

"So you had made a connection with your brain and had learnt how to talk with it."

"No. I thought that I was hearing things. I still didn’t know that it was there, let alone that it was my brain"

"Right, so you hadn’t realised what it was yet but that was the first time you saw it. I see."

The Game wrote for a bit longer, paused for a second then looked up at Grix and smiled.

"Please continue Mr Thraves."

"As usual, I went out to lunch to meet my friends from the Notables club, Meka, Sniper and Er-no at our favourite restaurant, Nintendo, the Sushi and Italian specialist…

I walked in to see the other three at the table.

"Sorry I missed today’s meeting. That idiot Dan sorted out the licence and never told me about it!"

Meka laughed
"At least you won’t have to worry about being closed down."

"I know. I see you had no luck persuading the others to come along."

"No" Er no grumbled, "Ant still insists on staying loyal to that Sony Restaurant next door. He thinks that this place is a cheap baby food place."

"Doesn’t he realise that apart from the ‘Final Fantasy’ course, the meals are tiny and leave you hungry for more. Most of them taste fairly rough too."

"What’s more, they only have 1 course," said Sniper who was looking at the menu. "You get a full 3 course meal here for a cheaper price."

A waiter came over to our table.

"What would you like for the first course? May I remind you that our new ‘Advanced’ dishes are available now."

Meka had already made up his mind "I’ll have the Mario Advanced please."

"You want the Spaghetti dish? Good choice sir! Mr Sniper?"

"I’ll have a Bomberman please,"

"Sonic for me."

"Very good Mr Er-no. Chef Miyamoto will be delighted to prepare it. Mr Thraves?"

I looked at the menu for a second…

"(Choose the F-zero course)"

"What?"

"I asked what you wanted for your starter course Mr Thraves."

"(And I told you to choose the F-Zero course. Trust me!)"

"ALRIGHT! F-Zero Advance please."

"I’m very sorry if I rushed you Mr Thraves…"

The waiter walked off.

"I didn’t know you liked F-Zero Grix?"

"What was all that shouting about?"

"You could’ve just said give me a moment…"

I looked at my 3 disgusted friends. What was I to tell them, that I heard voices in my head?

"I was, err, talking to Dan on, err, this com-link here…"

"So HE told you to get the F-Zero course and you were yelling at him!"

"Of course" I sighed with relief. "I’ll turn it off now though."

I thought that I’d just had a tired day and that I was hearing things. My mind had made a random choice and told me to choose F-Zero. There was nothing special about it. The waiter returned.

"My apologies gentlemen, I forgot to take your orders for the main meal."

"Smash Brothers Melee please!"

The waiter wrote down Er-no’s order.

"After Dark for me."

Meka looked at the menu.

"Hmmm. I’ll have a Luigi’s Mansion and Donkey Kong racing please"

"And I’ll have Metroid, Mario and Rogue Leader." Said I

Sniper stared at Meka and I while the waiter noted our orders down.
"You greedy pigs!! How can you afford all that?"

Meka and I both grinned as we lifted our free lunch vouchers out of our pockets.

"You two are so lucky. Special Reserve are always giving you two free lunches…"

"Your orders may take some time gentlemen."

We all nodded. It was well known that the Nintendo dishes took a while to make compared to other restaurants, probably the main reason why people like Ant and Fantasy Meister refused to eat there but the dishes were always great when they arrived.

"Where is Fantasy Meister and Sheepy, have they gone off with Ant?"

"Nah, they’re waiting for the ‘Microsoft’s Mega Bites and Micro Chips’ to open. They’re feeding themselves on Planetarion snack bars while they’re waiting."

"They’re nice they are."

"Yeah, but they’re unhealthy too. FM’s eaten so many that it can’t be good for his health."

I nodded. Games like that could have serious repercussions at times. The waiter returned to the table.

"Mr Thraves, you ordered the F-Zero course, yes?"

"Yes, I did bu…"

"I have to inform you that a Japanese guest earlier ordered one and changed his mind. It is already prepared and you may have it if you wish instead of our Chef taking time to make a new one."

The rest of the table stared at me. I had a chance to taste the new Advanced dishes before any of them.

"I’ll take it."

The waiter left again.

"You are so lucky Grix."

"Dan knew didn’t he, that’s why he told you to choose it!"

"I’ve heard that he works here in his spare time…"

So the voice had done it again. Given me a helping hand. I was beginning to wonder if it was super natural after all…"

"So THAT’S when you realised when it was your brain."

Grix blew. He stood up, leaned over to the game yelling:

"NO!. LISTEN TO ME PROPERLY! I DID NOT YET KNOW THAT IT WAS MY BRAIN!!!"

"Calm down Mr Thraves"

"(CALM DOWN YOU STUPID IDIOT. HE’S REACHING FOR THE BLUE BUTTON UNDER HIS DESK!)"

Grix stopped. "What’s that?"

"Calm down."

"(You know, the button he presses to call those men dressed in white to drag you away and tie you to the bed!)"

"Ah!"

Grix sat down like a shot. The Game stared at him. This one was a push over. All he had to say was calm down once and the patient backed down. Next time he was going to have this one strapped down to a chair, he clearly had violent swings.

"Now if you’ve pulled together Mr Thraves, perhaps you could tell me when you found out when it was your brain."

"Err, oh yes of course. It was after the meal. I decided to take a shortcut down a dark alleyway. An armed figure stopped me. It was none other than PB, an ex owner of a games company put out of business by rival games from Swordspines.

"So if it isn’t Mr Grix Thraves. How’s business. I hope it’s got because I’m going to be taking your money." PB held the gun up to my head.

I could see that the gun wasn’t real and I was about to reach for the real gun in my back pocket when:

"(Don’t try anything, Venombyte is aiming a sniper rifle at your head. NO! Don’t look. Just pretend you don’t know or else you’ll get shot!)"

The voice was there again. I couldn’t take some mysterious voice haunting me anymore.

"RIGHT! THAT IS IT! Who are you and what do you want?"

Simultaneously, both brain and PB said "Who me?" but only brain snapped "Jinx!" immediately afterwards.

"It’s me PB!"

"(It’s me, your brain!)"

"I’m the man of lead!"

"(I’m part of your conscience!)"

"You put me out of business and you’re going to pay!"

"(Will you tell that idiot to put a sock in it. I’m trying to talk to you.)"

Despite being unable to believe what I was hearing in my head, I obeyed my order.

"Quiet PB, I can’t hear myself think!"

PB looked at me blankly."

"(Then I hit him over the head with a hammer.)"

"Yes, then brain hit him over the head with a… NO! Will you SHUT UP! You’ve caused enough trouble as it is!"

The Game stared at Grix. He’d had a sudden out break again. He put his hand under the desk ready to hit the blue button.

"I BEG your pardon Mr Thraves."

"(I’m sorry! Argh! Quickly apologise before he hits the button!)"

"Sorry. I was talking to brain not you. He was lying to me."

The Game nodded. Grix’s brain must’ve been lying to him if it told him that his senses were picking up messages from it. He decided to have him tied up to the bed again but first, more of the story.

"So what happened after brain hit him?"

"NO! Brain did NOT hit him. He just told me so to confuse me. He’d just told me that those voices I’d been hearing was him.

PB was looking confused after what I’d said to him. It might not seem strange what I was saying to you because I’ve told you what brain said, but if you hadn’t heard what brain said then you’d be pretty confused too."

Grix waited for a perplexed Game to nod and then continued.

"Anyway, my brain then started explaining what he was.

"(A few weeks back you hit your head and a bit fell off the conscious part of your brain. It grew back over night. The bit that fell off grew to be an independently thinking conscience with extra senses - me.)"

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My brain had split into two?

"(Don’t worry how. Anyway, now I can sense things that are around you like where that document was, that there was a ready made F-Zero dish and that Venombyte is aiming a Sniper rifle for the back of your head.)"

"And what do you suppose I do about it?"

"About what? Grix, have you gone insane??"

"I’m checking when Venombyte is going to pull the trigger. Just be ready to move your head to the right. Look, PB is signalling… NOW!"

I did what he said and managed to dodge the shot. It missed me and hit PB in the head. PB held his head and fell to the floor.

"NO!" shouted Venombyte as he ran over to PB.

PB stood up, very ticked off.

"Venom! Did I say I was made out of STEEL? NO! I’m made out of LEAD and lead dents easily!!! Look at the dent you’ve made!"

"I’m really sorry…"

I used this distraction to get away. I then came here to see what you had to say about it."

"Well Mr Thraves, that IS an interesting story."

"(He’s reaching for the blue button)"

Grix couldn’t believe it. "WELL WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE I DO ABOUT IT?"

The Game looked at him uneasily "You mean your hallucinations?"

"(I’ll tell you what to do, see those roses over there, he cuts the ever so often with the knife in the draw behind his desk.)"

Grix leaned over the desk.

"Now Mr Thraves, if you want to get better from this illness you’d better sit down…"

"(He’s pressed the button! The knife is in the middle drawer!)"

"Mr Thraves! Please refrain from going into my… HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT WAS IN THERE?"

"(He’s reaching for the button the red button now – the one that tells them to come in armed)"

"Calm down Mr Thraves, you don’t want anyone to get hurt now do you…"

"(He’s pressed it! You know what we’re going to have to do now…)"

"Now Mr Thraves, we’re only here to help you…"

"(No, only I’m here to help you. He’s just a gimp!)"

"Mr Thra…"

"(Now that wasn’t so hard. Lets get out of here!)"

The guards came storming in to find the room empty apart from The Game’s corpse. There was a hole in the wall in the corner…

"How did he know that the wall there was weak?"

"I don’t know. I wonder if he knew that it goes into the Asylums showers for the ladies."

A male and female scream came from the hole.

"BRAIN, YOU KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN, YOU PERVERTED LITTLE…"

Lol!

Good story!

Thanks. I knew SOMEone would read it sooner or later.

I'm glad you liked it.

The only problem with it is you'd have to know Grix's character a bit to fully understand it. I reckon some newbies will get pretty lost with it. :-D

lol :)

I love it! Hardly anyone's replied though. Pity, because it's good.

I didnt read it but i'm having a vision of dajavou (is that how u spell it???)

I don't know too much about Grix's character but i managed to get it.

It was a good story, well done!

:p These stories seem sadddddddddd when they have the SR gang in it.

Spider II wrote:
> I didnt read it but i'm having a vision of dajavou (is that how u
> spell it???)

This isn't because Ant also had a story about voices in the head is it?

If so you should've read it properly to find that the story lines are completely different.

Being a newbie you don't properly know Grix's character so you might not like it anyway.

I'm going to pop this now...




POP!

Ohhhhh, some decent competition for my story.

I liked it Dan.