 No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Oh boy. All right, one person. Hello one person, how are you doing? Everybody will come in a little bit. Everybody's probably thinking I'm gonna start at five. Well that's kind of the point, get in here and talk to me y'all. Is it not working? Hello, hello, hello? Okay, Boggle hears me. It's probably your headset, Jimmy. I hear a shoe. How you doing Boggle? Yes, audio good, thank you, thank you, thank you. I was like, my mic didn't even plug in. I got it coming through the camera. If the camera was working, the audio should be working. Da-ba-da-ba-da. Yes, it do. No, no, no. Yep, my bad. You had me nervous, my friend. You had me nervous. Let me get this pulled up. I always, I always dream when you're working on dinner, always. I'm sorry, let me post to the Discord, get some folks over here. How you been, Jimmy? What's the weather like over there? At least, at least just a big salad left to make to go with croc, X croc, with crock-pot meal, gotcha. Hey, Ty, how you doing? What do you got in the croc-pot, Boggle? Doing good, that's good. The weather is dull most days. Like, is it really hot there? You know, it was, we clocked the hottest temperature for Death Valley this year, 130 degrees. And there were people going out there to see what it felt like. Bruh. 130 degrees. No, thank you. I know exactly what a hundred feels like and that's too much. Season pork loin with cut onions, potatoes, and care. Oh my God. See what I'm talking about, Boggle? The P and the O ain't nowhere near the J on a keyboard. You just got some JJs in there. JJ? Oh, the back meat is back-meeting. Oh, God damn it hurts. But we're gonna spend about an hour and a half on here, 30 minutes of chatting, an hour on campfire stories. I guess so, Boggle, because then Jay used to be popping up all over the place. He was like, just joking. Do you use JJ a lot? Like just joking or anything like that? Anything over 80 is way too hot for me plus our houses are really insulated so rooms becomes wet boxes. And you don't do that, Boggle. That's weird, man, that those JJs just end up into everything you type. I find it interesting, honestly. And am I correct that the UK doesn't have central heat and air? Is that correct? Did I learn that wrong? Hey, Jake, how you doing? Someone told me that there's no air conditioning. And you gotta use like fans and shit. I don't know, could just be misinformation. Far prefer the cold type. We have heating but most won't have air conditioning. So it wasn't too far off base. And I think that's what I remember was there's no air conditioning but over here they're pretty much the same unit. Most people anyways, there's a lot of people here that don't have air conditioning either. They have to do swamp coolers and fans and window units and all that stuff. Lousy fans. Now here's a question for you. Do your hotels have air conditioning? Because I'm just wondering about tourism. People coming from America, people go there all the time. Me too, I'd rather live in Alaska. I hate the heat and humidity. Me too. I don't mind the heat so much but it's the humidity that bothers me. It's, yeah, people are dumb. Sorry, I just saw that tie. People are definitely dumb. Going out to play tourist in 130 degrees, no. Some hotels do, not all. Most shops have air conditioning though. I was wondering, man. I can't imagine like going from here to go over there to visit and not have air conditioning. I ain't trying to sweat my balls off during a vacation. The crazy part about it is I grew up in California. I came of age in Alabama. So I was there from, I was in California from 1980 all the way to 1995. Alabama from 95 to 96 came back. I was in California again because the hurricane, I've told this story I don't know how many times, but we went back to California to live with family because we'd lost everything in Hurricane Opal. We were out there for another couple of years, came back out here in 98. And then I was here all the way up until 2008 when we moved to Georgia, Georgia for two years and then Maine. And then from Maine, we moved back down to Alabama. Hey, Rodrigo, how you doing? So it makes it worse. I live in a very humid and hot place in Mexico. I can't, I lived out West, like I was saying, I lived out in California. And we used to take, before you needed a passport, this is how old I am. Before you needed a passport to cross the border, we used to go down to TJ all the time. Thea wanna, all that, had a blast. Because I couldn't handle the cold anymore, Jake. I had just had my second back surgery and it was absolutely miserable. So we moved back down here and yay, humidity again, just hot. Because there's a joke up in Maine that they only get three seasons that's getting ready for snow, winter, or getting ready for winter, winter and mud season. Because once all the snow melts, there's mud everywhere. And summer lasts about three weeks to a month. And that's all we get. Maine is great, don't get me wrong. I loved it up there. It was kind of awkward for shell because there's no black people in Maine. There's like, the whole time we were there and I'm not joking. The whole time we were there, we saw five black people because she'll like to joke and count. It's like, oh, look, look, look, look. And so it was awkward for her but everybody treated us fine. The thing about up north is they hide their racism. Like down here, there's just as many racists in both areas. But up there, they're more pleasant to your face. It's when they get you alone and you know, well, when they're alone, they talk different than they do. Down here, if they don't like black people, they just tell you they don't like you. I almost prefer that down here because then you know who the hell to stay away from. Well, Maine is still, I mean, still very, very Republican, very conservative. What's her name? Susan, something, Stephen King's always bitching about her. But the senator, I keep wanting to say Susan Collins. Yeah, it is Collins. Okay, but there ain't much difference between the political climate, the political social climate between the two places. So, the page is governor up there. King talked about him a lot too. Yeah, it's definitely a strong conservative presence up there. Everybody's super fucking nice. I mean, they're this far away from being Canadians. So, another thing you'll see in Maine is because it's so close to Canada, if you go to like a fast food restaurant, people will just leave their stuff on the table at fast food. You know, you don't have servers and wait staff and bus boys and all that stuff at a fast food restaurant, but they will still just leave things out there. The good part about that is they'll also tip and they're great tippers, but because fast food doesn't allow tipping, because it's really shady why they don't because if you receive a tip from someone, they have you on camera putting money in their pocket, your pocket, so there's no way to verify if your drawer comes up short, that kind of thing. That's what they use so that people in the fast food industry can't get tips. So, all that money would go into the petty cash or the restaurant because we couldn't just give it back to them because after they get done eating, they would just leave it on the table and then we have to put it in the petty cash. I'd find that weird. Most places over here are very diverse. Yeah, most of America is, but when you get up to like the northern United States period like Montana, all that shit, there's very, very few people other than just white people. Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do. Boom. I wonder how busy it's gonna be in here. Last time it was so busy, I couldn't keep up with chat. I don't know. I find that the more streams I do back to back, the less people come in every single time. Is the, first, is the person who put me on to a great undertaking in chat right now? I can't remember who told me about this dude, but me and him got to talking. I went over, commented on his videos and Tuesday night, we're gonna be doing a live show at 830 Central Standard Time. The dude's really, really cool. Went over and checked out all his content and I was like, I would love to have you on the channel. And one of the things that I immediately latched onto, hey, JB, how you doing? One of the things that I immediately latched onto is that he's usually 100% spot on with his critiques, what he likes and doesn't like about the same thing with me as far as King is concerned. Like he doesn't like the awkward sex stuff. He's got other issues with King, the same issues I have. Politically, he's on the same side of the fence. So it's gonna be an interesting, it's gonna be interesting because I got issues with numerous King creators. Either they get stuff wrong all the time, they don't like to be corrected, they like being wrong. Some of them just flat out lie when they do their videos. And I have not found that to be the case with Mr. Doyle. So it's gonna be fun talking to someone live that knows just as much about King as I do. And I'm really looking forward to picking his brain. So anyways, Tuesday night at 11 30 p.m. Central Standard Time, I will have him live on the channel. And of course, it'll be up in perpetuity. It'll be up forever. I try to keep all of my life, all my interviews up as long as possible, if not forever. Yeah, I think it's time to reread the Dark Tower series. You should have a King off against him. Did you just dab, dab? No, dab is the fist bump. Did you just dab? And now what that's called? That might be only the second time in my life I've ever done that. Anyways, but it's never been about competition with me when it comes to other content creators. I believe I am the, I have the highest following, follower count of any Stephen King content creator on YouTube. But at the same time, it's like, I don't know, I just don't get along with a lot of these folks. I'm like, it's just, the egos get in the way and they don't like being wrong. And me, I don't give a shit if I'm wrong or not. I will just correct myself and move along. But yeah, it's not about competition. And I know you're just kidding, but it's not about competition with Mr. Doyle because he, I don't wanna say he's on the same level as me, but that's kind of how I feel. It's gonna be nice to talk to someone and not have to worry about drama in the King community. Anyone watch anything interesting as of late? I watched Fresh a while back. That's the last movie I watched and I really liked it. Sebastian Stan was great. Yep, people are strange and have weird egos. This is true, but I am highly excited, looking forward to talking to him. And I hope you guys will join us. Summer of 84 today, thought it was great. I have not watched it yet. Was Samuel Jackson in that? In Fresh? No, no, no, no, wrong Fresh. This is a cannibal movie from 2022. Fresh is a completely different movie. I know what you're talking about. That's a different movie. That's the one, it's a, yeah. That one's old as shit. It's like from the 80s or 90s, isn't it? I believe, if I remember correctly, the poster is of a kid with a high fade and his name is Fresh. You showed your mom Oculus the other night. Did she like it? I think Oculus is just all right. In my opinion, that's Flanagan's worst movie, even though it's good. It's still my least favorite of his entire collection. Yeah, I don't think she did. Is she not a horror fan? You started One Piece last night? That's cool. For the longest, I didn't know it was, I thought it was just an anime. Well, I guess most anime is manga or manga is turned into anime. But I had no idea that One Piece, in fact, you know what? For the longest time, I thought One Piece was a fighting game. She sometimes is, but I don't think she likes a lot of the stuff I show her. That's fair. My mother didn't like anything I liked. She's a completely different individual. I don't know where I got my taste from, other than Stephen King. We both shared a love for Stephen King and that kept us together. See, I didn't find it creepy at all. I mean, I'm not saying you're wrong. You have, of course, have your opinion, but I didn't find it creepy at all and I'm not a huge fan of Karen Gillian. In fact, when she was on Doctor Who, she was my least favorite companion. I haven't seen any of the Ouija movies even though I'm a Flanagan nerd. I don't know. It's just, yeah. I can't take anything about Ouija, seriously. Ouija, whatever. Ouija, Ouija, Ouija, boy. I've heard it's really good. I just can't bring myself because I can't take it seriously. Are you seeing Clara? She's the worst companion. Yeah, I've seen, I've seen, I think every single season up until the new one with Jamie, whatever her name is. But yeah, Clara, Clara wasn't great either. My favorite is Martha and then Donna. Rose was okay. I liked Rose, but I liked Rose with Eccleston and Eccleston is one of the best doctors in my opinion. Only person better is Tenet. Ouija by Milton Bradley. I can't take, I got that problem too, Ty. Have you ever tried one? Yeah, I used to play it all the time when I was a kid. The Ouija board, man. We used to play constantly when I was young. I enjoy her as a companion until the last year or so. Then she and Rory drive me nuts. Yeah. Night Doctor has the best scripts. Yeah. I mean, there's some great stuff in Ten's catalog though. There's some really fantastic stuff. Bad Wolf, all that stuff. Oh, boy. Yeah. You're talking about, wait a second. You're talking about Origin of Evil? Yeah, you gotta be talking about Origin of Evil because you're talking about the other, the predecessor. So I, like I said, I wouldn't know, but Jody Whitaker. Okay, that's her name. I keep wanting to say Jamie for some odd reason. Na, na, na, na, na. You're the one who likes her. Lazy just hates women. That's all that is. Lazy cannot stand women. Lazy is like the biggest misogynist I know and that's saying something because I live in the South. I can't wait for this response. Hey, shh, see? See? Hello, dirty Harries. Hey, Viking, how you doing? Tenet and Eccleston are my favorites. Matt was okay, don't get me wrong. He grew on me after a while, but the only reason he grew on me was because I didn't have any other choice and I loved the writing. Capaldi came in and I was like, what? I, no. No, Capaldi. No, Capaldi. So I stopped watching after Capaldi. I got tired. I'm all about my sisters. I hope so, because you don't come off as that. I'm just letting you know. Just letting you know. I'm just saying the vibes you throw out into the world are definitely, I hate my gender. I never thought I'd see the day when I called a woman the biggest misogynist I know. It took me a season and a half to get used to Capaldi. I tried so many times. I just couldn't do it, man. I don't know. I just don't like him. That's the problem. I don't like Capaldi himself. And I should, because the show he was on before that was just nothing but him cussing people out constantly. He was like a foul mouth house MB. But I don't know. It just, it all felt forced coming out of him. Also rewatched Midsummer yesterday. Good movie, good movie. I'm really looking forward to Bo is afraid, but I haven't had a chance to watch it. Also, the whole reason we watched Fresh is I came across this TikTok where someone that I follow and that I trust gave five really good horror movies on Hulu and I've only been able to watch one of them and that was Fresh. And I wanna try and watch the other four. Actually, I've seen one of them. I can't remember which one it was. So I have three left to watch. I expect more from females. You males are like, oh, well, poor thing. You can't help. What? You males. Oh, these broad generalizations or generalizations about broads. Oh boy, that clip's gonna get me canceled. The new doctor is gonna be incredible. I cannot wait. I didn't even know there was gonna be a new doctor. That's how far out of field I am on that show. Bo is afraid is a lot, but the more I thought about it, the more I like it. I think that's all of Aster's films. They're better in retrospect. Like I didn't enjoy Midsummer or Hereditary when I first watched them, but the second time I watched them, fantastic movies. Amazing movies. The best part about Hereditary is how everything services the end of the movie. There is so much in there that sprinkled throughout that the folks in the shadows, all that stuff, amazing stuff. Hello, Furrito. Furrito? Furrito? Yo, I got it. Hi Pam, where's Pam? I don't see Pam. Where's Pam? Oh, there's Pam. Hi Pam, I'm sorry. I completely missed you. I apologize and hello. Thank you, Lazy. Yeah, I like Midsummer. You must have missed the beginning. I didn't like it the first time I watched it, but upon a second viewing, I liked it. Hello, sir Excelsior. Why the angry emoji face? She's the one that says Pam. Huh? I'm glad, Douglas. It was a lot of fun. It was a lot of fun. We got five more minutes, everybody, and then we're gonna jump into the campfire story. How it works is I'm from Sweden and that's not really how we sell it. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. I know, trust me. But I have really good Swedish friends, Thomas Strongquist, a bunch of other people. I was learning Swedish at one point in time. I understand that's not your culture. It's just a movie. Just a movie. But anyways, so at five o'clock, I am going to read what we wrote last time and then we are gonna spend an hour adding more to it and hopefully we can finish it up. But I'm gonna start off by reading what we wrote last week. And then we're just gonna continue. I like Donna. Donna was Martha, of course, for very specific reasons was my favorite companion because she reminds me of my wife. But also Donna was great. I love Donna. Love you. Thank you. Thank you. What time is it there, Ferredo? Glad to hear last week's, even though I was sitting here. Let's see how my Swedish is. I'm so much better typing it out. But I spent quite a bit of time. It's midnight there. Yeah. I spent so much time talking to my friend, Thomas, and then for the longest time we didn't talk and I'm completely out of practice. But I can still, I think I can still write it out. The thing that fucked me up the most in your language was turtle. What is it? Foldpada? Foldpada? And then the one for smorgasb. I'm probably butchering your language, but for sandwich, there was a couple of words that I literally could not pronounce no matter how hard I tried and I probably murdered them this time too. It's a good thing that you folks over there learn English in school. Like it's mandatory that you guys learn it. So, you know, I'm not telling you anything you don't already know, but because smorgas, yeah. Is that right, smorgas? Did I say it wrong? I probably did. I was this close to the influent too, but it's not like writing a bike. Once you stop using it, you're going to forget it. It's pronounced Steve. I have some stuff in Svenska, yeah, Svenska, yeah. Give me a second. There it is, there it is. So, while we're waiting to get started, I have this and then my buddy Thomas also sent me the also sent me the English translation and this is how I learned. This is how, that's how I was learning. So, but anyways, so. You used to be able to read French pretty well. It's your way out of practice. I got that. All right, since there's about 12 people in here, Chad Lutsky's new book is out. Chad Lutsky's book is out. Go buy it, Broad Street Bastard. Broad Street Bastard. Go check it out. Give my dude some love. The homie Chad got a new book out. All right. Now, he's not paying me to do that. I just want to see him successful. You studied French a long time ago. The only thing I remember in French wasn't even taught to me in school. It's the Megadeth song, the song of all nations. Lacy takes issue with the street being abroad. Lord Jesus. Anyways, y'all goofy is fool. Y'all completely goofy. All right, so Nick Neck is the name of the story, Nick Neck. It was five to midnight on the last night of the Junior Rangers, I need to put an apostrophe. Junior Rangers camping trip. The clown shined in the darkness, powered by the cable running from its side, down his legs and into the generator. His nose glowed red, and his eyes promised hell. I love that line. The screams had long died down. The clown had accepted his fate and whatever the junior campers had in store for him. The junior campers were pooped from carrying the heavy generator. Ranger Master Carl was fast asleep in his tent. Carl had brought the clown from home, but he was unaware of the habit to come. No one thought it would work, but after Carl went to bed, the campers plugged it in to see if it would work. This already feels like a goosebumps story. Carl lay sleeping, lie sleeping, oblivious to the threat. Rain whispered on the flimsy vinyl roof as a light breeze flapped at the tent. Everything music continued, soft and soothing, hypnotizing like a snake charmer. Eddie Hargrove, the campers' ringleader, sawed off the clown's nose with his pocket knife and taunted him with it. And I'm going to do, and taunted, knick-knack with it. And taunted, knick-knack. The suitcase and knick-knack, you big dummy. As the campfire blazed, the clown's broken calliope mixed with his screams of torture. As Eddie removed knick-knack's nose, he looked to Jimmy Hofmeier over by the Jenny and said, if he moves again, jolt him again. If he moves again, jolt him. Let's make this last. At the stroke of twelve, knick-knack's eyes narrowed and focused on the campers. A sinister, maniacal laughter escaped his unmoving lips as the generator sputtered and died. His eyes glowed red through the smoky haze of the Jenny's exhaust. Knick-knack, even less a nose, could smell the children's fear. To Eddie's shock, he realized he could faintly smell popcorn in the funnel cake. Carl, having awakened to the clown's laughter, burst from the tent screaming, what are you doing? You don't know what you're playing with. Carl switched on the flashlight. In the beam, knick-knack began to dance a slow waltz. His head tilted. The body jerked. The dirge played on. Yeah, it's not anywhere because it's just in my word doc. So we're continuing on from here. That and the chant from Ch- oh, amela bai dubela, that one, did I leave early? I guess you must have. Hey, solvents, how you doing? Yeah, we all give lines to help create the story. It's in French? Really? I had no idea. Hey, Zeely, how you doing? Of course, everybody's trickling in after I read what we already had. 40 pages left in Mr. Mercedes, first Kingbook I've read, really enjoyed it. It's a good book. It is a good book. In my opinion, the other two in the series aren't as good, but they're still good. They still have a lot of fun. I've been following this channel a long time, but I never caught it live. Well, welcome in. All we're doing tonight, really, is we are continuing the story that I just read. If I have to read it again, that's fine, but how do I spell that? How do you spell what, Trado? Nicknack? Oh, caught. Caught is with an A. What did Jimmy say? You were close, and it does look like it sounds like it needs to have an O. Anyways, let's get going. I only have an hour for you guys tonight. You know how game night goes. I got to leave here at least by 6, at the latest, 6.30, because my back meat is hurting. You're welcome. All right, so I forgot that Nicknack got 4Ks in it. I forgot about the two in the middle, too. There was a couple times in here that I just typed it out with only 1K in the middle, but you got to have them 4Ks. You don't want the triple K. Hey, Hailey, you're fine. You're fine. We're about to get started, though. We need an inciting incident. Well, Carl is burst out of the tent with his flashlight. 4K clown, hi, Jeff. I know, Fred. You're doing fine. Don't worry about it whatsoever. Trust me, there are people in here that don't speak any other languages that murder the English language all the time. I promise you're all right. Don't worry about it. Don't be self-conscious about it. We are perfectly fine, because you know multiple languages. Most of us only know the one, okay? I need to pajama-rise and grab a snack and get stuff ready for tomorrow, then I'll be with you. All right, like Viking or Boggle Queen. You feel good now? Good. I'm glad. Just kick back, relax, grab some snacks, and let's tell a story together. You spoke English good or yes. Like I said, there's, I always get a kick out of, I literally think it's foolish for someone who only speaks one language to pick on someone who speaks multiple languages and might not speak one of them very well. You're still doing more than most of these people who complain about people not being able to speak their language. I don't have snacks, just beer, that's fine too, but Boggle can't type a name, Boggle serial kills the language, yes, and we love Boggle. Boggle will probably be in and out of here, I think she's working on dinner again. She's always working on dinner when I'm streaming. I hate it because I like having her here. You speak English and Swedish? That's one more than most everybody in here. We are carrying on with the clown. You guys want me to read it one more time? It isn't that much, it's only 327 words. I used to get mad at, oh Lucy for, yeah, making fun of Ricky? Yes, my dad thought that was the funniest thing on earth though. Your ADHD would like that? Okay, I'll read it one more time, Excel's here. Okay, all right, that's fine. So, yeah, I'm gonna wait for Haley to get back. We're burning the candle, but that's all right. All right, Viking, be nice. Be nice. I know it's lazy, but still be nice. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I am in a mood tonight. My ADHD would like it too. Everybody here's got ADHD. I don't know what that is, but I got 80 of them. No, I'm scared. I know that's what I was talking about. I know what he was doing. You got some explaining that I get it. But she had just said, JD, ADHD. See what I mean? It's the J's out of nowhere. I got diagnosed when I was a kid, JB. It didn't get any better. It's a PETA. You miss stuff in the street? Yeah, I know. Do we want to give these junior rangers a knick-knack, some background? No, I don't think we need that. Remember, with this story, the only thing we're going for is like a scary story used to tell in the dark or an adult goose bumps kind of deal. We're not going to get anything done. We're not getting anything done tonight. Probably not. Probably not. I got diagnosed when I was seven. I'm over 30 now. Got you. Haley's almost ready. It's the countdown for Haley to join us. Haley now has sports fans. Haley now has pajamas coming on. Pajamas are going on. We're in the top of the first. How do people do that thing where they're like, is that, can any of, oh, I did it for a split second. Yeah, same with autism here. You can do it. Jake can. Y'all are just some talented motherfuckers. You don't know that? If you can hear, like, if you're walking around with a headset or something, I'm going to go ahead and read it one more time. And that way we can move on from there. That's cool. You can't, I can't, I can't figure it out either. It's just like people who can whistle with their, or whatever. My hands can do a lot of things, but not a, okay. All right. So the story is called Nickneck. And this is what we have so far. It was five to midnight on the last night of the junior rangers camping trip. The clown chimed, the clown chimed in the darkness, powered by the cable running from his side, down his legs and into the generator. His nose glowed red and his eyes promised hell. The screams had long died down. The clown had accepted his fate and whatever the junior campers had in store for him. Yeah, the junior campers were pooped from carrying the heavy generator. Ranger master Carl was fast asleep in his tent. Carl had brought the clown from home, but he was unaware of the havoc to come. No one thought it would work, but after Carl went to bed, the campers plugged it in to see if it would work. Carl lie sleeping, oblivious to the threat. Rain whispered on the flimsy vinyl roof as a light breeze flapped at the tent. Tinkling music continued, soft and soothing, hypnotizing like a snake charmer. Eddie Hargrove, the campers ringleader, nod off the clown's nose with his pocket knife and taunted Nicknack with it. As the campfire blazed, the clown's broken calliope mixed with his screams of torture. As Eddie removed Nicknack's nose, he looked to Jimmy Hofmeyer over by the Jenny and said, if he moves again, Jolton, let's make this last. At the stroke of 12, Nicknack's eyes narrowed and focused on the campers. A sinister maniacal laughter escaped his unmoving lips as the generator sputtered and died. Nicknack's eyes glowed red through the smoky haze of the Jenny's exhaust. Nicknack, even less a nose, could smell the children's fear. To Eddie's shock, he realized he could faintly smell popcorn and funnel cake. Carl, having awakened to the clown's laughter, burst from the tent screaming, what are you doing? You don't know what you're playing with. Carl switched on a flashlight. In the beam, Nicknack began to dance a slow waltz. His head tilted. The body jerked. The dirge played on. No one is rooting for Nicknack. No one is going to root for Nicknack. Nicknack is Nicknack. Anyhow, so what do you want to do as far as, let's say, I mean, Carl has burst from the tent, collaring, what are you doing? You don't know what you're playing with. And then he turns on the flashlight and in the beam you see the little clown dancing, like this over here. The clown's already illuminated, JB, because by the way, do you ever read longer stories? I have in the past, yeah. The image of the clown dancing against the fire, burning in the boy's eyes. Kind of like the image of the clown dancing against the fire. Is there a fire? We got a Jenny. Was there a fire? If not, we need to add Chekhov's gun. We got to add the fire and then the fire has to be important. I don't think there's a fire. Hang on, let me do a campfire doesn't... Oh, is the campfire blazed? There was a campfire. My bad. My eyes weren't... There's a fire. It's a camp out. There's a fire. Isn't it raining though? It is raining. We got all different kinds. Let's continue on. Let's stop worrying about this and just move on with the whatever. Ooh, I like this Pam. Carl with horror in his eyes ran for knick-knack. He drew his leg back and hunted the clown into a nearby tree. We're going to do editing later. So if some of this doesn't read right to you guys then we'll fix that later. Ooh, yeah, let's put the rain put out the fire. Where can I find the longer stories? I want to listen to more stories. They're all live streams. I'm not sure any of them are still listed but if you join the Discord, they're over in YouTube announcements. You're just going to have to scroll through all of them. But usually I read them at the end of game night. Ooh, I like... Hang on. I like what Zoot just said. Give me a second. Hang on. We'll have the fire... We'll have the fire dynamite. Don't let me forget to kill the fire with the rain. The clown's shadow grew darker and possibly dark. The flashlight skittered... The flashlight's beam skittered over the ground as Carl tried to find the clown. He landed on it as Knickknack sat up. The shadow behind the toy stretched, growing bigger and possibly dark. Far darker than the surrounding wood. Kill the fire. Let's kill the fire. Let's see here. Ooh, Pam, I like that. I like that. Yeah, the chat's writing the story. Yeah, that's what I was saying. Yeah, we're all putting this together. All right, so let's... Far darker than the surrounding woods. Okay. Stood, seemed as though the clown grew larger than before. Staggered forward, inhaling like a bellows. Leaning forward, it loosed a great breath. The fire died. There we go. We got there. It's not great, but we got there. I will be here when I'm sober someday. Yeah, it is raining, yes. Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh. I'm just watching and listening to it being put together. I'm helping with spirit. All right, that's fine. The ground within the darkness crumbled away. Ooh, I like that, but we can't have that yet. Ooh, look at you excels here. I like that. The buzz of the heavy droplets hitting the fire were like the sound of suicidal insects. Yeah. All right, I'm going to do Nicknack. I'm going to splice together what Pam said and what Jake said. So it's going to be Nicknack-stood. And it seemed as though the clown grew larger than before. Because we've got to still have the light on. The light of the flames disappeared from the boys' eyes as they turned their gaze toward the sound of the clown's metamorphosis. Metamorph... I like this. All right, so now it says Nicknack-stood. And it seemed as though the clown grew larger than before. The light of the flames disappeared from the boys' eyes as they turned their gaze toward the sound of the clown's metamorphosis. It staggered forward, inhaling like a bellows. Leaning forward, it loosed a great breath. The fire died. Pretty much campfire stories is what you would tell around a campfire. So we're staying pretty much with electric clown plus rain, bad news kids. This is true, but the generator died. So it has no more electricity. Carl dropped the flashlight. Why would he drop the flashlight though? I mean, if it was me, I'd be white knuckle on that fucking flashlight. Hang on. I'm also going to put the buzz of heavy droplets hitting the fire. I'm going to change where it is. I'm going to put it between these two paragraphs. Trust me, it'll work. I'll read it later. The flashlight needs to die too. Right. We need to have a reason for him to drop. How about, what if Nicknack leaps at Carl and he hits him and the flashlight goes flying? What about that? Nicknacks laughed a lot so far, JV. Right, exactly. Why would someone drop the flashlight? So we need to have a reason. Their sight adjusted to the increasing darkness. Alright, so let's, the fire died. Nicknack lunged through the, lunged into the beam of the flashlight. Carl screamed the flashlight bounced away, broken and lightless. Whatever. It's, there we go. Hey Jude, how you doing, man? I ain't seen you in a while. Flashlight starts to become extremely hot. We'll just do it, we need some action. We need something going on. Alright, let's go up here. The boys, I need to see Jake's stuff. So give me a second. I'm not looking at new chat yet because I'm going to work Jake's into this. Their sight adjusted to the increasing darkness and they could just barely make out the growing silhouette of a creature that, yeah, I like this. I like this. I almost like that movie Clown or the, the, the Jack in the Box from Krampus. Scared of him growing. Alright, um, Nicknack lunged into the beam of the flashlight. Carl screamed the flashlight bounced away, broken and lightless. Ripping, chewing, gnashing sounds bounded about the wood. The woods, ripping chewing gnashing sounds bounded about the woods echoing into the distance. All the while, the boys remained wrapped, stuck in place by fear. I have to get to the point where Jake's makes sense. Their sight adjusted to the increasing darkness. They could barely, we don't need just for barely. They could barely make out the, the, I don't know, we've said growing a lot. I'm trying to, the lengthening, lengthening sill hoe, I would get this word wrong, silhouette of a creature that no longer was what it had been. I don't like when the torture began. I think that's a little bit too much. I didn't, I like, I like the punchiness of their sight to the increasing darkness. They could barely make out the lengthening silhouette of a creature that no longer was what it had been. Boom. I liked it. What's the game? We're, we're writing our own story or we're playing in, in the world of make believe. Or it could be like the clown put stops in their heads, like whoever is holding the flashlight. We're dangerously close to it. Trying, trying to stay away from that. Each kid grabs a branch as if it will help. That's, that's cool. I like that. The boys scattered looking for weapons, but all they could find in the gloom was in, in rotten sticks. Oh yeah. I write, I write, I do some writing every now and again. I'll do just a little bit of writing. Just a little. About that much. Expanding or spreading instead of growing. I, yeah, I like, I like expanding Gabriel. Let me change it to that. Um, the expanding is so much better than, uh, lengthening. I love that. I love it. The ground splits open and earthly. This, this, this clown got all different kinds of powers. This is, this is what happens when multiple people write a story. So let's just stick with creature feature. Like it was like, whatever, we don't have to explain it, but let's stick with the thing being a thing. Hi, Jake. Thank you. Have a good night. You had some great stuffs tonight. Appreciate you. Um, trembling in the, oh, trembling in the darkness. They stained, they strained to hear against the ragged weeds of their heavy breathing and the thumping of their pounding hearts, a soft jingle, rustle of pom-pom shoes. Ooh, light. Haley out here, giving us that, that, that good shit. Trembling in the darkness. They strained to hear over the ragged wheezes, wheezing of their breaths and the thumping of their pulses in their ears. Doot, doot, doot, doot. Soft jingle, jingle and a rustle of pom-pom shoes through fallen leaves. Ooh, that should give me chills. That'd be good. I like that. A shotgun. So the clown can shoot laser beams out of his eyes. You see me? Shut up. He's got the green lantern ring and the shotgun. Fuck off. I'm always looking to see the toys in your background moving. The, the clown will just, and this is no bullshit, Fredo. The clown in the background will just start playing music randomly. It's hella, hella creepy. The rustle of pom-pom shoes. God damn. The rustle of pom-pom shoes through fallen leaves. All right. We got two characters we need to, we need to mention. We're probably going to have to go like, we're going to have to do some rewriting because our POV is all over the place. It's sometimes omniscient, sometimes from Carl, sometimes it's a mess, but we'll, we'll figure it out. Should Nick not, should Nick Neck have a catchphrase? Sure. I mean, it's a short story though. We have to add it earlier too. So that it's, you know, but yeah, we can have a, we can a hundred percent, we can do damn near anything we want. We just have to like stick to what's this thing doing? What is this thing? What can it do? That kind of thing. I really like the idea of this thing, just being a, a creature that grows outward and, you know, just malls. But we have Carl, I assume is dead, Eddie, Eddie Hargrove, and Jimmy Hofmeier. And we didn't give, I am Iron Man. The catchphrase is for the merchant. All right. We got to, we got to get somewhere like, okay. So what do we have on hand right now? We got a broken flashlight. The fire is out. We have the Jenny, the Jenny has gas in it. The Jenny has gas in it. Remember that. So we, this is how, this is what you do as far as writer's workshop. This is what you do when you come to this point in the story. You go, okay, what is on hand? What have I already built up? If you don't have anything on hand and you figure out what you want to do, you need to go back earlier into the story and add that in. It's check-offs gun. If you don't know what that is, look it up. Hey, Oh boy. Oh my God. That is so fucking creepy. Hey, Hey, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, I will go back and count all the people who who a J rod just popped in to say hi and sorry. I have oh, you're fine Hi, will y'all enjoy your dinner your dinner your dinner Your dinner J rod. Have a good night. I Also, I just got to get up for a second and move around because my tailbone is throbbing. I'm still here I just can't see chat You know shell threatened last night that uh that she was going to lock the issue Lock the office and take my keys if I didn't take a day off. So yeah tomorrow. I ain't doing shit I Got a bad back Yeah, back you out of me Those of you that don't know this ain't fire behind me. I have a fog machine. Hey bookable Can you have a short POV from the clown? We could yeah, I mean we're an omniscient anyway, so we might be able to We might be able to finagle all different kinds of things His voice can have some interference like That's good Music can come in along with in the with infernal stuff. I like that his His voice was like radio static legalize that good good Uh his his voice it's voice. I don't I don't want to go with well if I do it and I'm talking about a clown But it is a toy his voice His voice Like radio ah like radio static underlined With haunting Liope music We got a Jenny right there the Jenny has The Jenny has gasoline in it if like one of the if one of the kids was like thrown on to the fire or something And the embers underneath I don't I don't know but we have it it Sorry Crackling crackling you can leave me off the credit. I'm not contributing anything. Okay. All right But the the Jenny did the generator died so there's no more It's almost like the damn electricity was keeping him alive because it got worse after everything died We're incinerating children now Read my books no child is safe He is electricity. That's an interesting one, but I mean it's been raining so If you go out in the woods tonight, you might have a big surprise Nick neck the clown creeps in the dark ready to rip out your eyes For every child afraid of the dark summons this demon with their heart. Oh, can I can I copy this? I mean, I'm gonna put that at the very beginning in Italics like it's like an old wives tale or something damn it. It won't let me copy and paste Copy. Oh, yes, it is. But for some odd reason it's not showing up. Hang on I'm gonna have to type it out. Hang on guys. Hang on If you go out into the woods Tonight You might have a big surprise Nick Knack the clown creeps in the dark Ready to Rip out your eyes for every child Afraid of the dark Summons this demon with their own heart Your poetry I type knock-knack that sexy as hell Haley. I like that a lot Yes, Jesus I'm gonna I'm literally gonna put old wives tale Jesus at smexy. All right, neon. What are you talking about? We've always incinerated children here tonight's the night the clown The demon clown rips your guts out these children Would cut off your nose exactly exactly ps still Still like knick-knack patty whack as Oh, yeah, yeah, he's definitely gonna be yeah knick-knack patty whack Let's see here. What can what can we plumb from that out knick-knack patty whack? Give a dog a bone? This old man came rolling home We could have Carl's head rolling down the side of the mountain at the end and have It didn't fit all in one. Hang on. I Just read it though Nice night deeming their own heart Nights the night the demon clown Rips your guts out If you go out into the woods tonight, you might have a big surprise Nick neck the clown creeps in the dark ready to rip at your eyes For every child afraid of the dark summons his demon with their own heart tonight's the night the demon clown rips Your guts out something about the cadence hang on. I don't know. I don't know. We'll come back to it We'll come back Nicholas Nacitoria Let me do Jayrod see you later. Yeah, sure sounds like something Right at the beginning. Haley is oh, yeah, Haley's great her poetry all that stuff old wives tale Yep, the kids come up with a plan. They all gather in front and trip the giant clown On top of a tent all together they roll him on top of the embers But the yeah, we could do that. We could have a close to that and then they could pour gas on him Because even with it raining the fire might be out, but we still have white-hot embers Maybe the clown collects the heads of children It can be anything for some reason I imagine you rolling to my home murdering Sexy that's actually funny. We might be able to do something with that Gabriel But let's let's continue on we can always go back and editing because I'm running out of time my friends Hour 14 I got like we got like 15 minutes left Before I at least need to take a break, but at the same time I promise shell So she doesn't murder me Bruh, wouldn't that be awesome the next morning if the kids Yeah, I don't have much time tonight Fredo So like at the end Someone comes across the camp and The kids heads are floating from strings like tied that for whatever reason they're able to float We're getting very close to Pennywise again, but it doesn't matter. It's not like we're selling this fucking thing You can hear in the distance maybe the clown Oh, hang on here next line. Oh All right Nick next saying oh boy Like radio static underline with haunting Calliope music Nick Nick Daddy black If a clown a bone Nick neck shot Forward to the clown and nose give get yes. Fuck. Yeah, Pam. Give a clown a nose tackling Eddie Hargrove Into the that's fucking awesome. Good. Good job, Pam. Very good job Make balloon animals out of their intestines. There's a movie called what stitches I think it is where he does that Nick neck shot forward tackling Eddie Hargrove in Into the tree line Let's just do that E scroll up I wrote a knick-knack fit too. All right, hang on Nick neck snapped your back Shumping on a bone Slurping marrow all the way home. I'm gonna throw this up here at the top also Naps your back Shumping on a bone slurping marrow All the way home. I like that actually for you forgot where we're at. Hi Where can I get the full story? It'll be up on the channel. I will post it community story Or community campfire story Knick-knack and then I'll link to this at the end of it so people can see How we wrote the story Exactly Pam. That's what I'm saying. It's absolutely brilliant. You that that was fantastic Um knick-knack patty whack give a clown a nose. Yes This is so gnarly. I love it. Yeah, I don't like slurping marrow. How smart are these kids? What do you what do you talk the kids aren't the one saying it lazy? It's just like old wives tales or you know the horror stories people tell their children kind of thing It's not the kids singing it. No, let's do Jimmy. He tackles Jimmy off Meyer Into the tree line. I'm just gonna go ahead and say all the boys scattered aside from Okay, I can go ahead and end it right now like I see everything fully in my head But I don't just want to do that because I want it to be a community effort But here's what I kind of see happening all the boys gather excite from Eddie Hargrove Eddie grabs the cable from the generator loops it around knick-knack's head pulls him back into the fire and then unscrews the cap from the generator and Dump and knocks over the generator. Knick-knack goes up in flames But that way we don't get like the head rolling down the hill or any of that or Actually, he can it could be a flaming fucking clown monster running after these kids But kids are the one who did the Lizzie Borden Ryan Jump rope rhymes. That's that's that's fine, but the kids aren't in this one. That's hilarious. Yeah, I think it'd be fun He should be wearing a black leather jacket with a clown on the back go for Gabriel I'd love to figure out you should I just go ahead and wrap it up and then we could literally like we could jump cut after that so Eddie thinks he's won the kids are the other boys are running away. Eddie thinks he's won but then knick-knack rises and just this fiery fucking clown and then Eddie screams jump cut to People finding the floating heads and Carl's head rolling down the hill. I don't know You know him get up after he is on fire and start running then a kid hits him with a stick and his head rolls That'd be cool, too Yeah, yeah, that's what I'm thinking Gabriel jump cut page break. Oh Pops up like a jack-in-the-box. That's what we're good. That's what we're gonna do. Okay, so all right Here we go knick-knack shot forward tackling Jimmy Hofmeier into the tree line all the boys scattered aside from Eddie Hargrove Eddie moving fast grab the Generator Cable at his feet it over Nick Knacks head as the creature for his friend bits Eddie tugged he tugged tugged the clown off balance and jerked him Backward Into the glowing embers of the dying Fire Yeah, the police could find it. Whatever. Oh The clown could be like a little burnt up toy. That's Excelsior. That's that's good That's really good and at the end it could be like what the fuck is that there's some kids toy It's all burnt up. Just we'll take it with us part of the crime scene. Whatever, you know some shit like that Now I'm thinking of another book. I don't want to spoil but like one of the kids becomes the clown I don't know I kind of like what Excelsior said about the The He's just going back to normal like now that it's all over Yeah, Haley back on it. Hang on. He quickly Unscrewed the lid of the Gas tank on the Jenny whatever and kicked it over Acrid gasoline Flooded through the Detritus on the forest floor gasoline flooded through the tritus on the forest floor racing toward the clown atop the embers the clearing went up in a whoosh was thrown back into the trees singed but alive You love clowns that make you feel scary. Yeah Yeah, Excelsior's is really really fucking good the clown can be that becoming a toy at the end and him Will be singing the the rhyme as the cops, you know look down like what the fuck I love this Proudly Eddie watched the clown burn now we go to Haley's From the blazing inferno is kind of redundant and it's kind of Repetitive so let's just go from the inferno. Ooh from the ma of the Inferno Nick screeched and Jingled screeched and jingled one by one the boys food fled rejoined Eddie at his side When is the sympathetic origin story of the clown coming out? I do like a good sympathetic villain story, but I don't think we're gonna get it with this one The little footsteps in the little toy, but the cops don't put two and two together. We might could do something like that Did Nicknack raised as he as he rose from the blaze I Was me doing the voice. I do voices all the time. I love doing voices Nicknack raised as he rose from the blaze Shit said Eddie as the flaming The flaming clown fell as the flaming clown was on them, staggered forward, leaving scorched earth in its wake. The clown is missing his nose. Someone finds it and puts it back on for laughing as it can come back at police station. That'd be cool for as a follow-up. That'd be very cool. Maybe the police find the crime scene, but a family camping at the burn near their own camp. That's a good idea, Jimmy. They said, why are you running? I just want a hug. I think I'm going to do the jump cut right here though. Oh shit, said Eddie, as the flaming clown staggered forward, leaving scorched earth in its wake. I just want to hug all your intestines. All right. How many days should pass before a week later? What about a week later? A week? I don't know. None of the boys after. We'll get to that after because I want to do what you, what, wait a second, what Jimmy said, and then we can possibly do a sequel with what you said, Pam. After none of the boys return home from their trip, the police were sent out to survey the campsite. Oh, I ate all my snacks. Oh, I got to go. She'll be mad. After none of the boys returned home from their trip, the police were sent out to survey the campsite where they found nothing of the boys, but aside from their heads, each head floated piece of me from thin string tied off to a blackened tree stump. Little more than simple balloons. Every, every head was missing its nose. Gotcha. No. Okay. A week later after none of the boys return home from their trip, the police were sent out to survey the campsite where they found nothing of the boys aside from their heads. Each head floated, each one floated, yeah, not too much head. It's the only time you ever hear me say that. Horts fans. Each one floated piece of me from thin string tied off to a blackened tree stump. Little more than simple balloons. No more than fleshy, fleshy balloons. Every head was missing its nose. Every head was missing its nose. Each head floated piece of me from thin string tied off to a blackened tree stump. The boys were sent out to survey the campsites away. A family of four were setting up their tent when their son came in. Mommy, what's that? What's what? Ask the mother. That right there. The boy pointed to what appeared to be a small, small clown, small toy leaned up against a tree. It's all burnt up, said the child. Said the boy's sister. Ugly son of a bitch. Ain't it? Said dad. Speak. Language. Said the mother. And hang on. And the music began to play scratchy and no, tinny as an old radio show. Then it spoke. Nick, Nick, snap your back. Chomping on a bone. Slurping narrow all the way. That'll work for now. Save. But it's flash fiction, too. It's not even a thousand words yet. But we can do more with it. We'll get it right. So y'all want me to go ahead and read the whole thing right now? And then we can decide. Not decide. Or do you want to wait until next time when I can put, like, some more production quality into it? Fleshy balloons. Open mouths hung wide. I like that. Hang on. Let me put that in here. Ooh, we can do that, too. There's so many ways we can do this. Little more than fleshy balloons. With slack. Open. Mowls. Hung wide. Every head was missing its nose. The wind gusted. Inflating their cheeks. Ooh. Okay. Just finished, Mr. Mercedes. Awesome. Okay. I think I'll read it at the end of next week's game night. And then we'll do, we'll do, what's your fuck? Then I'll do a, an audio book recording of it. Once we get it down to what we want. And then I'll send everybody a copy of it. A PDF or something, I don't know. Maybe I'll even make an ebook file. But anyways, I got to go. I am already over time. You're going to make some music for it. It'd be fucking awesome, Excelsior. That would be amazing, please. So thank you guys once again for joining me. This was a hell of a lot of fun. I can't wait to do it again. We will actually play a game next week. I have a game in mind. We will play a game next week. And then at the end I will read our story. And then we will move on from there. Yes. Well done everyone. Thank you for all the fantastic stuff. Love your faces. But until next time, I'll hail the chair.