238. Death: The Musical Part II ~True Failure~
Miguel forces himself to try and go outside of the house.
Miguel crawls as his toe, beginning to get infected, drips so much blood that he begins to fall unconscious once more.
Miguel vomits blood as he trembled in pain.
"DAMN IT!! NO!!! I DON'T WANT TO BREAK OUT INTO SONG!!! NOOO-!!!"
A young Miguel, about 14-years-old, walks to school as some kids talk behind his back. He carries a heavy backpack and bows his head, making sure he doesn't step on dogshit.
"I've learned to slam on the brake.Before I even turn the key.Before I make the mistake.Before I lead with the worst of me."
Tyrone, his bully from my one-shot, "Miguel JoJo's Bizarre Adventure," bumps into him as he tosses his pube into Miguel's mouth.
"Give them no reason to stare..." Miguel sobbed."No slipping up if you slip away...So I got nothing to share...No, I got nothing to say...Step out, step out of the sunIf you keep getting burned...Step out, step out of the sunBecause you've learned... because you've learned!"
Miguel is now with his friends after recess. He smiles for a short while as he meets himself, Anne Zeppeli, Jedan Ligera, Lei Zeppeli, Lord Naga, Ryle Karne, Yang Fugo, Van Hol Horse, Jessica Polnareff, John "Zed" Calamansi, Celine Ai-Ghirga... and even Stephen Rivers... all stand with him as he held his baby brother's hand. He waves at them happily as a tear drips from his eye.
"On the outside, always looking in.Will I ever be more than I've always been?'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass.I'm waving through a window.I try to speak, but nobody can hear.So I wait around for an answer to appear.While I'm "watch"- ... watch, watching people pass.I'm waving through a window, oh.Can anybody see, is anybody waving back at me?"
"We start with stars in our eyes...We start believing that we belong...But every sun doesn't rise...And no one tells you where you went wrong...Step out, step out of the sunIf you keep getting burned.Step out, step out of the sunBecause you've learned... because you've learned.On the outside, always looking inWill I ever be more than I've always been?'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass!Waving through a window!I try to speak, but nobody can hear!So I wait around for an answer to appear!While I'm watch, watch, watching people pass!Waving through a window, oh!Can anybody see, is anybody waving?!"When you're falling in a forest and there's nobody around...Do you ever really crash, or even make a sound?When you're falling in a forest and there's nobody around...Do you ever really crash, or even make a sound?When you're falling in a forest and there's nobody around...Do you ever really crash, or even make a sound?When you're falling in a forest and there's nobody around...Do you ever really crash, or even make a sound?Did I even make a sound?Did I even make a sound?It's like I never made a soundWill I ever make a sound?
Miguel runs away from the world as the normies laugh at him and a choir of angels and demons sing for him.
"On the outside, always looking in!Will I ever be more than I've always been?'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass!Waving through a window!I try to speak, but nobody can hear!So I wait around for an answer to appear!While I'm watch, watch, watching people pass!Waving through a window, oh!Can anybody see, is anybody waving back at me? (oh)!Is anybody waving?
Waving, waving, whoa-oh, whoa-oh!!!"
Miguel goes back to "reality..." as he trembled on the ground, still bleeding heavily. He tries to crawl away. "Stop hallucinating..." he spoke to himself. "Stop it... Stop it. Please..." he sobbed. "I would rather die... then let you kill my family... Please... STAR PLATINUM!!! OPEN THE DOOR!!!"
Star Platinum blasted out of Miguel's body, though, it begins to wither away. "ORA!!!"
Star Platinum grabs the doorknob.
The knob passes through Star's hand.
"N-No..." sobbed Miguel. Miguel bows his head as he realizes he's done for. "I'm remembering Jedan... for some reason..."
Miguel lays on his back. "Fine... I admit it... I'm bisexual... Jk... I don't know what I am... But I do have gay thoughts... They make me... nervous... Feel weird... Even though I'm usually straight...Oh... No, you fuckin don'-..."
Miguel, in his underwear once more, dances and shakes his ass.
"I suck his dick with a smile for hours at a time!Stare at his nutsack while I hold back my cum tonight!And when he asked me what position I say, "Doggystyle"!(And when they ask me what position I say, "Doggystyle")!But the fact is!I can never get off of his fat dick!And all that they can ask is (Ask is, ask is)!"I just wanna smack it" (I just wanna smack it)!Here's what the fact is!He can put my asshole in a casket (Yuh, yuh, yuh)!Asshole in a casket!So you can see I'm coming...But you won't see my nut...And I'll just keep on suckin', I'm good (Yeah, I'm good)...And if he sucks my glizzy...I will become dizzy...But it keeps us busy, I'm good (Yeah, I'm good)...I've been twerking for boys for so long...I'vе been flirting with boys for so long...My jaw's been hurting for so, so long it's real...So long, it's real, so long, it's real...Always bеin' judged by a bunch of sexy faces...Stickin' up the guys, haven't seen a girl in ages...But I've been places...Kissin' guy's faces...Kissin' guy's faces...Kissin' guy's faces!!!But the fact is!Kissin' guys is all that I have practiced!Suckin' glizzies while I'm on my mattress!I just really wish that I could smack it (I just wanna smack it)!Here's what the fact is!He can put my asshole in a casket (Yuh, yuh, yuh)!Asshole in a casket!So you can see I'm coming...But you won't see my nut!And I'll just keep on suckin', I'm good (Yeah, I'm good)...And if he sucks my glizzy...I will become dizzy!But it keeps us busy, I'm good (Yeah, I'm good)!I've been twerking for boys for so long!I've been flirting with boys for so long!My jaw's been hurting for so, so long it's real!So long, it's real, so long, it's real!So long, it's real!So long, it's real!
Now...
Miguel vomits blood on the ground. "How dare... you mock me?"
"Y̴o̴u̶'̸r̸e̷ ̸o̷n̵l̶y̵ ̷m̸o̷c̵k̵i̸n̸g̵ ̷y̶o̴u̶r̵s̶e̶l̵f̵.̵"
"Get me out of this horrifying world..." whispered Miguel.
"You think you can do everything?"
"C̶a̷n̸ ̶w̸e̸ ̸p̶r̶e̵t̷e̶n̴d̸ ̸t̷h̸a̶t̴ ̵a̶i̶r̴p̵l̶a̵n̴e̶s̵ ̸i̴n̶ ̸t̴h̵e̸ ̷n̷i̶g̸h̴t̵ ̴s̸k̴y̵ ̵a̸r̵e̴ ̷s̸h̵o̷o̶t̴i̶n̷g̸ ̵s̴t̵a̷r̸s̵?̷ ̶I̸ ̴c̶o̸u̸l̵d̵ ̸r̶e̶a̶l̶l̴y̸ ̷u̶s̴e̷ ̸a̷ ̵w̶i̶s̶h̴ ̷r̶i̷g̵h̸t̷ ̸n̸o̶w̵.̶.̸.̴ ̶w̴i̶s̵h̵ ̴r̴i̷g̷h̵t̷ ̵n̷o̸w̸.̴.̴.̷ ̴w̷i̷s̵h̷ ̴r̴i̷g̸h̵t̵ ̷n̴o̵w̸.̴.̸.̷"
"I swear... I never... posted in TikTok."
"W̴h̷a̶t̸ ̵a̶b̵o̴u̴t̵ ̴t̷h̴i̴s̷ ̵o̷n̸e̵ ̷f̶r̸o̷m̷ ̴t̵w̶e̷n̶t̶y̷ ̴y̸e̷a̴r̴s̴ ̶a̴g̵o̷?̸"
A screen appears before Miguel that shows him singing "Airplanes" by B.o.B. while making drawings of Mordecai from Regular Show and Twilight Sparkle from My Little Pony kiss each other.
"I was a kid, jackass!" Miguel excused himself.
"Y̸o̴u̶ ̵w̷e̶r̷e̸ ̵n̶i̵n̶e̴t̸e̴e̵n̵ ̷a̷n̷d̵ ̸y̵o̴u̸ ̷w̵e̶r̴e̷ ̵d̸a̷t̷i̴n̸g̸ ̵A̴n̸n̶e̷.̸"
"Who... are you?"
"I̸.̷.̸.̶ ̷a̵m̸ ̸y̸o̶u̷r̶ ̶o̸w̸n̵ ̷g̴r̴e̵a̶t̶e̴s̷t̵ ̸e̵n̷e̴m̴y̷.̶.̸.̶ ̴I̷'̷m̵ ̶t̵h̴e̷ ̵t̷h̶i̴n̷g̸ ̵t̸h̴a̵t̶ ̴c̷r̴a̶w̷l̸s̸ ̶i̴n̸ ̸y̵o̸u̴r̵ ̵h̴e̴a̷d̸,̴ ̷m̴a̶k̵i̶n̴g̷ ̶y̵o̸u̸ ̴c̴o̴n̷s̸t̶a̸n̴t̷l̴y̸ ̷i̶t̴c̵h̴ ̸e̶v̸e̸r̷y̸ ̶t̴i̵m̷e̵ ̴y̶o̷u̴ ̴r̷e̵m̵e̸m̷b̶e̸r̷ ̴m̴e̴.̸.̸.̵ ̷I̸'̶m̴ ̸t̷h̵e̵ ̸o̸n̸e̴ ̵w̴h̴o̴ ̷y̴o̴u̴ ̵f̷e̴a̸r̸ ̸t̴h̷e̸ ̸m̵o̸s̸t̶ ̴o̸f̶ ̵b̶e̴c̶o̶m̵i̷n̴g̷.̶.̶.̶ ̵I̴'̴m̴ ̶t̸h̴e̶ ̷o̴n̶e̸ ̶w̵h̵o̵ ̷y̴o̵u̵ ̶h̸a̴t̷e̵ ̶t̶h̵e̴ ̷m̷o̸s̴t̸.̷.̴.̷ ̶I̴'̷m̶ ̵t̴h̶e̴ ̵o̵n̶e̷ ̵y̶o̷u̴ ̴r̸e̸s̷e̵n̵t̵ ̷t̵h̷e̵ ̴m̴o̶s̶t̸.̵.̶.̷ ̴e̸v̴e̴n̴ ̸m̴o̴r̷e̷ ̵t̵h̴a̷n̷ ̴b̴o̴t̵h̴ ̶y̶o̵u̷r̶ ̸f̸a̸t̵h̶e̵r̷s̶.̵.̵.̸ ̷I̷ ̵a̴m̵ ̴p̴o̴s̶s̴i̶b̴l̶y̵ ̵t̶h̴e̴ ̶w̸o̵r̴s̸t̶ ̶e̶n̷e̴m̶y̵ ̵y̷o̴u̵'̶v̵e̸ ̶e̶v̷e̴r̴ ̶f̴a̶c̵e̶d̷.̶.̸.̷"
"You're amplifying my physical and mental illnesses..." said Miguel, as his eyes widened with confirmation.
"..."
"You... Your ability allows you to amplify my illnesses!!!"
"Y̵o̵u̶'̸r̶e̵ ̷m̶a̴d̷ ̴r̸i̵g̵h̶t̶ ̸n̵o̶w̵.̷ ̴Y̴o̸u̵ ̶h̶a̶v̶e̵ ̶n̶o̵ ̷i̸d̸e̶a̸ ̶w̵h̷a̸t̸ ̴y̴o̸u̶'̷r̷e̶ ̸t̶a̸l̸k̶i̴n̷g̸ ̷a̴b̸o̵u̸t̸.̶"
"YOU'RE WRONG!!! I KNOW SO MUCH MORE THAN YOU THINK!!!"
"H̸m̶h̸m̴h̵m̸h̵m̷h̸m̴.̴.̵.̵ ̵B̶e̴l̶i̸e̶v̴e̶ ̸m̶e̸.̵.̶.̵ ̴I̷ ̴k̴n̵o̴w̵ ̵e̵x̸a̴c̸t̵l̶y̵ ̷w̷h̸a̵t̴ ̸y̵o̶u̸'̷r̸e̴ ̴t̶h̸i̵n̶k̷i̶n̷g̶.̸.̷.̷ ̷Y̵o̸u̷ ̸t̶h̸i̷n̷k̷ ̵y̶o̶u̷ ̴s̶o̴l̸v̵e̵d̴ ̵i̶t̶.̴.̷.̴ ̷B̸u̴t̷ ̴y̷o̴u̶ ̷d̸i̴d̵n̸'̶t̴.̵.̷.̸ ̷Y̶o̵u̴'̵r̶e̶ ̴n̴o̵ ̷m̵a̶t̸c̵h̴ ̸f̶o̴r̴-̴.̶.̸.̵"
"Whoa, whoa... Hold on... You're making me question my own inference... That's a JoJo move..."
"..."
"Are you-...?"
"Yes...!"
"Me?"
Miguel grabs the man's head. He is... him...
"What? That doesn't make any-? Are you from an alternate universe!? Who... What are you!?"
"I don't know... I was just sent to kill you..."
Miguel pulls up the other Miguel's shirt. The other Miguel has no belly button.
"Huh... So you're one of them... I think I have a pretty good idea with what you people are..."
"Oh... Miguel... Do you know what it feels like to be WHAT I AM!? Tossable... Replaceable... A worn-out weapon to be thrown away!?"
Miguel sighs. "Doughnut's The Boss... and you're a clone..."
The other Miguel's eyes widen.
"And... yes... I do... Because I... WAS... YOU!!! You? You're just a younger me... You're just nothing more than a foolish man-baby who is still searching for his purpose... I have a purpose!"
"Oh, really?"
"YES!!!"
"Then... What is it?"
Miguel's smile disappears.
"What is that ONE THING that makes you so Goddamned special... hm?"
What... is it? What is his purpose? After all the books... all the battles he fought in... Now what?
"The best stars wither to naught..." sneered the other Miguel.
"You... beat me... You... actually beat me..." wept Miguel. "I can't... actually fight back against this... I can't really... do anything to argue against that. I'm... nobody again.The world has all these heroes... Trumpet's right... the world doesn't need me anymore..."
"Then give up..."
Miguel knelt on the ground... defeated...
"When you're fallin' in a forest...And there's nobody around...Do you ever really crashOr even make a sound?
When you're fallin' in a forest...And there's nobody around...Do you ever really crashOr even make a sound?
When you're fallin' in a forest...And there's nobody around...Do you ever really crashOr even make a sound?
When you're fallin' in a forest...And there's nobody around...Do you ever really crashOr even make a sound?
Did I even make a sound, Did I even make a sound?
It's like I never made a sound... Will I ever make a sound?"
"You already did... Now time to stay silent..."
"You may now kill me... as I have done my purpose..."
"ORA!!!"
*SPLAT*
Miguel blasts the clone's head open and blows it into pieces.
Miguel teleports back into his house.
"MIGUEL!!!" sobbed Anne, hugging him as he kneels in the living room. "You were gone for ten days! Where...? Where were you!? Are you okay!? Miguel?"
"Wait... I'll be back... I'll just-..."
Miguel opens a portal with Rick's portal gun that was on the table and sings to you... the reader...
Miguel twisted and twirled in the stars, as he had finally lost. He is filled with utmost bliss rather than hatred and anger. He was finally... free... He finally... caught a break...
"So long, goodbye...I'll see you when I see you...You can pick the street...I'll meet you on the other side...
So long, goodbye...Do I really have to finish?Do returns always diminish?Did I say that right?Does anybody want to jokeWhen no one's laughing in the background?
So this is how it ends...I promise to never go outside again!So long, bye!I'm slowly losing power...Has it only been an hour?No, that can't be right!
So long, goodbye...Hey, here's a fun idea!How 'bout I sit on the couchAnd I watch you next time?I wanna hear you tell a joke...When no one's laughing in the background...So this is how it ends...I promise to never say go outside again..."
Miguel begins to cry as he sang to you.
"Am I going crazy?Would I even know?" He sobs and dances beautifully among the stars.Am I right back where I started twenty-five years ago?Wanna guess the ending? (if it ever does?)I swear to God that all I've ever wanted was...A little bit of everything all of the time..."
Miguel yells out and sings the next lyrics.
"A bit of everything all of the time!Apathy's a tragedy and boredom is a crime!I'm finished playing and I'm staying inside..."
Miguel leaps up and raises his index finger in the "sky". He then twirls and sings. Miguel begins to hallucinate that he's at home...
"If I wake up in a house that's full of smoke...I'll panic, so call me up and tell me a joke...When I'm fully irrelevant and totally broken...Dammit, call me up and tell me a joke...Oh shit, you're really joking at a time like this?"
Lucifer Morningstar appears behind him.
"Well, well, look who's inside again?Went out to look for a reason to hide again?Well, well, buddy you found it?Now come out with your hands up, we've got you surrounded..."
(Songs by Musicians I love... Bo Burnham, We the Sus Music, Ben Platt, Benj Pasek, Justin Paul (from Inside by Bo Burnham and Dear Evan Hansen by Steven Lenson))