Volume II: Anxiety Rainbow
Probably chapter 5 or 6 or 16, not sure yet
~ 5 minutes
Hallowed be thy Game
John the Baptist gets dunked
Dunked on hard
The crowd goes nuts
J-Man drags his across John’s bald head as he flies towards the hoop
Leaping the old wizard to a rim shattering slam
Jesus lands roaring on the paint
He helps John up to seed a facade of sportsmanship to the other inmates and pats John on the back.
“Good try, John”
Jesus runs to a reset while John feigns a waterbreak to confer with Peter
“I knew Jesus was coming”, said John the Baptist panting “I couldnt stop him”
“Ive known it two times now. But it's different this time. What happened to him? What happened to the Lamb?”
Peter shakes his head in a silent acknowledgement
See old man, you dunked me once upon a time, but..
arms swept wide like Russel Crowe in Gladiator
IS THERE NO ONE ELSE!?
“Naz, we need a refill”
Jesus goes to the water jug and leaves it gatorade. Divine electrolytes.
ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED!?
The crowd cheers his miracle
IS THIS NOT WHY YOU ARE HERE!?
The pageantry of expression was supremely alpha
The J-Man, AKA Naz looks to his old friend
Jesus aproaches Peter on the Bench and takes a knee
You ready to get in?
Nah man, i'm good here
Come on Peter, GET IN
You guys keep going, for real J-Man, i'm good
Peter looks a different direction
Peter wavers a bit
Peter glances over
“I make this a command” said for Peter’s ears only
Jesus rises to his feet, the ball in his hands
“John, take 5, come on PETER, show me what you got!?” He says with an aggressive bounce pass.
Peter receives the pass with grace
He dribbles a bit. Good fundamentals.
Peter starts towards the court and Jesus comes flying to meet him. Massive chest and dominant wingspan; a formidable opponent. Peter dribbles once and leans right in a fake - he flies left, in the ring, jump shot; SLAP! Jesus swats the ball deep into the crowd.
the other inmates go wild
“Comeon, Try it again”
Nah im good man
“I SAID TRY IT. AGAIN.”
Peter retrieves the basketball. He stands at the edge of the court. Jesus in a power stance flexing arms wide in an aggressive circle of rich muscles. His Nike crown of thorns headband stops the Sweat of Christ from interrupting his focused view.
Peter starts, he slow dribbles forward, traversing the court, drawing Jesus a bit closer. Peter breaks right and Jesus follows, Peter goes left and again is mirrored. Peter spins in graceful control, he rolls past Jesus and fades for the shot from behind Jesus’ muscular back. WHAAAAM!
Elbow to the side of the head, Peter goes sprawling across the court and his glasses come off. A drop of blood under his nose. Denied by Jesus a second time.
The Crowd of Inmates Murmurs in Excitement
“My Lawyers say you denied me three times”
Look man, I….
GET UP Jesus overrides
Nah man, im done
The Crowd goes very quiet
Jesus grabs Peter by his shirt and drags him to his feet, slamming the ball into his solar plexus
Peter’s PontiousPilates toned abs absorbed the blow to his stomach, but not the one to his feelings. What happened to my friend?
WHATCHA GOT PETE!
COME GET YOUR 30 PIECES OF SILVERbitch
Peter advances in a straight line this time, he goes to Jesus. A quick burst of speed. He leans right but jukes left, for a moment, it looks as if he's got it. A quick turn and Peter has the shot
Jesus doesnt even go for the ball. A Flagrant Foul
Peter goes flying once again. Broken nose, broken glasses
OOOOOOOOOOO comes from the crowd of inmates
Jesus asserts his Alpha, strutting up and down the court making rooster sounds
AND THE ROOSTER CROWS MOTHERFUCKER
his former friend limps off the cournt
J-Man yells to Peter’s back
We ain't done yet, bitch, imabout to compound that interest
The inmates are laughing
Come get your 30 pieces, biiiitchesssss!
Jesus tosses cigarettes high into the air, they rain down in impossible quantities
The inmates love it
Everyone in prison loved Prison Jesus, everyone but his former friends. The man could turn a pack of 20 cigarettes into 200 and a toilet bowl full of water into a very fine Red. Some feared him, but his dominantly aggressive actions were largely viewed with admiration. There was no doubt who was in charge; The J-Man Jesus, also known as Naz the KetoKopKiller
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