Last night, Khalleen and I went to Magsaysay Park. Magsaysay Park's the central park of Kalibo, the town where I am currently staying. I wasn't born here but we moved when I was still young and I grew up in this place. I know most of its nooks and crannies but the town's just on the verge of changing, leaving most of what I know vulnerable to evolution. I love this place because even if I've spent a majority of my childhood here, I'm still often surprised by the many secrets it holds for us all.
Yael Yuzon and his band, Spongecola, were scheduled to perform that night as part of the Touch Mobile sponsored concert. The whole thing revolved around the cellular phone product and not the band but most people arrived just to see Spongecola play. I've been in love with the band ever since I was young, the first time I heard them was the first time I fell in love with music. Yael has been my idol and every time I hear him sing, I inspire myself to be better.
Khalleen and I were supposed to meet two other people. The four of us would spend the entire concert together but they were running late. Me and my muse were probably just too early but I never liked getting into details. There was only one ticket booth by the left entrance but three concert officials were keeping watch. We didn't really know how to get in. Khalleen argued that we should just go in through the right entrance because there were a lot of people there: we could just go in without anyone noticing us. We ended up going through the left entrance. We just paid our dues and proceeded right in. I got bored with waiting.
The inside seemed like it was flooded with the color red. There were food kiosks near the walls, most were unnamed. Red cloths fashioned like umbrellas without their steel were spread above the chairs and tables near the kiosks and tied by tendered ropes to serve as makeshift roofs. Those were probably made to save people from the imminent mild showers during the concert proper. The past few days were just too cold to not think of rain.
As Khalleen and I entered the park, we realized that there were only a few people around. Most of whom were either groups of old men or families with small children. In front of us were a group of rowdy adults, obviously older than us. The ring leader gave the two of us a snide stare. I didn't really care about that. Those types aren't that much fun to play with.
Spongecola and Yael arrived a few hours later, during the wait I couldn't help but be annoyed at the drunk group in front of us. I felt their aura rising from the dark, like they could sense mine as well and they hungered to absorb my soul. There was only the Mikaruge people who exhibit those properties.
As Yael made his way to the stage, the group suddenly lunged at him. The security guards were knocked unconscious. The few that wanted to help were also thrown aback. No dire casualties were made, most of the people involved were only unconscious from the dark blows of the Mikaruge gang. The ring leader took Yael down. He stood above him, grinning and gloating at his catch. The other band members were left to the other gang members and they fought, the former for the souls and the later for salvation. As the ring leader tried to strike the downfallen Yael, I instinctively shoved him from the rockstar. The gang members, upon realizing that another mortal had intended to cross them yet again, all laughed before they circled me. One tried to attack me from behind but I quickly used his own momentum against himself, tossing him in front of me before I broke his arm. The rest screamed their ghoulish screams. Khalleen held herself from screaming.
Furious that I had hurt one of their own, they decided to malevolently kill me. Unfortunately, they didn't know that I was a SPECTRUM Special Agent and a violent one at that. I was trained at a young age to enjoy mutilating others but my specialty was making puppets out of people through psycholinguistics. I quickly disarmed (literally) another one of them, its dark blood flowed freely from the wound, as it screamed shrilly. Another I decapitated by twisting and breaking off her head. Two I disabled through cracking their pelvic bones, one by smashing his skull with my knee and a backflip forced kick to the jaw killed the last by breaking off the mandible from the rest of her head. Magsaysay Park never looked so bloody good in red.
And then Yael Yuzon kissed me torridly, as thanks for saving him from the drunk group of illiterate losers, before I posed with blood in my shirt.
"Gore. Gotta love it."
† Jofer
Yael Yuzon and his band, Spongecola, were scheduled to perform that night as part of the Touch Mobile sponsored concert. The whole thing revolved around the cellular phone product and not the band but most people arrived just to see Spongecola play. I've been in love with the band ever since I was young, the first time I heard them was the first time I fell in love with music. Yael has been my idol and every time I hear him sing, I inspire myself to be better.
Khalleen and I were supposed to meet two other people. The four of us would spend the entire concert together but they were running late. Me and my muse were probably just too early but I never liked getting into details. There was only one ticket booth by the left entrance but three concert officials were keeping watch. We didn't really know how to get in. Khalleen argued that we should just go in through the right entrance because there were a lot of people there: we could just go in without anyone noticing us. We ended up going through the left entrance. We just paid our dues and proceeded right in. I got bored with waiting.
The inside seemed like it was flooded with the color red. There were food kiosks near the walls, most were unnamed. Red cloths fashioned like umbrellas without their steel were spread above the chairs and tables near the kiosks and tied by tendered ropes to serve as makeshift roofs. Those were probably made to save people from the imminent mild showers during the concert proper. The past few days were just too cold to not think of rain.
As Khalleen and I entered the park, we realized that there were only a few people around. Most of whom were either groups of old men or families with small children. In front of us were a group of rowdy adults, obviously older than us. The ring leader gave the two of us a snide stare. I didn't really care about that. Those types aren't that much fun to play with.
Spongecola and Yael arrived a few hours later, during the wait I couldn't help but be annoyed at the drunk group in front of us. I felt their aura rising from the dark, like they could sense mine as well and they hungered to absorb my soul. There was only the Mikaruge people who exhibit those properties.
As Yael made his way to the stage, the group suddenly lunged at him. The security guards were knocked unconscious. The few that wanted to help were also thrown aback. No dire casualties were made, most of the people involved were only unconscious from the dark blows of the Mikaruge gang. The ring leader took Yael down. He stood above him, grinning and gloating at his catch. The other band members were left to the other gang members and they fought, the former for the souls and the later for salvation. As the ring leader tried to strike the downfallen Yael, I instinctively shoved him from the rockstar. The gang members, upon realizing that another mortal had intended to cross them yet again, all laughed before they circled me. One tried to attack me from behind but I quickly used his own momentum against himself, tossing him in front of me before I broke his arm. The rest screamed their ghoulish screams. Khalleen held herself from screaming.
Furious that I had hurt one of their own, they decided to malevolently kill me. Unfortunately, they didn't know that I was a SPECTRUM Special Agent and a violent one at that. I was trained at a young age to enjoy mutilating others but my specialty was making puppets out of people through psycholinguistics. I quickly disarmed (literally) another one of them, its dark blood flowed freely from the wound, as it screamed shrilly. Another I decapitated by twisting and breaking off her head. Two I disabled through cracking their pelvic bones, one by smashing his skull with my knee and a backflip forced kick to the jaw killed the last by breaking off the mandible from the rest of her head. Magsaysay Park never looked so bloody good in red.
And then Yael Yuzon kissed me torridly, as thanks for saving him from the drunk group of illiterate losers, before I posed with blood in my shirt.
"Gore. Gotta love it."
† Jofer
For the real recount of The Spongecola Experience, a Touch Mobile sponsored Spongecola concert held at Magsaysay Park in Kalibo last January 15, go to [LINK].
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