A psycho crazed janitor with no emotion but an eerie awkward smile and a blank stare who takes revenge for no known reason except... a single word which strikes anger and malice into his heart. Made by me and my friend wes (AKA shredder 843, click <a http://www.mocpages.com/home.php/9056> here </a> to see his page
About this creation
This is Peter. Peter is a first grade teacher in a small town elementary school. Hes had a rough day, composed of annoying children talking back to him, a mean boss, and no lunch. Now, grading the students work for hours on end with no extra pay, he can't wait to go home. The only good thing he had experienced all day was a totally one side conversation with the school janitor about his pencil cup making hobbies. The janitor responded not once, only smiling and staring at him.
Tired after a days work, he begins to head home, happy that he will be able to see his wife and son.
All he can do is hope tomorrow will be a better day.
As he passes through the door he sees a flash of brown a split second before a janitorís broom smashes him into the opened door, opening a gash on his forehead and knocking him unconscious. His last thoughts are questions, and then the black lurking at the edge of his vision consumes him.
As he resurfaces from the depths of unconsciousness he feels the blood gushing down his face and the raw patch on his forehead throb painfully. Thoughts bob up through the black confusion. A blue figure with a bloody broom walks toward him and with a start of surprise he realizes who is assailant is. His last thought before unconsciousness claims him again is one word. Why?
The blue clothed figure drags his victim from the doorway, leaving the blood smeared across the floor.
The same brush that opened the cut on Peterís head sweeps up the blood and helps wash it away.
Peterís killer disposes of the rest and dumps the disembodied head in the trash where he thinks it belongs. Without a qualm he walks away and prepares to sleep like a baby for the rest of the night.
The police identify the weapon and the assailant, but no motive. The next day, the janitor is gone, he is never heard from in that town or the surrounding areas again.
A normal morning, in a normal elementary school, in a normal town in normal Wyoming. Kids prepare for class, and teaches join in light conversation. The geography teacher Mr. James chats with the math teacher, Ms. Jacobson, about a new item being supplied for the students use. "I hope the students will like the new...
...pencil cups." The janitors lips form a light smile.
Sort line: Me and Wes
Concept: Me and Wes
Dialog: By me, edited by Wes
Construction: Me and Wes