Rambling #16
TW; This ramble will contain heavy depictions of self-harm, sexual assault, and hypersexuality. This will also give spoilers to the episode; messroom. Proceed if you can.
STRAP ON IN AND GET OUT GOOGLE TRANSLATE BECAUSE TODAY WE'RE TALKING ABOUT MESSROOM, AN EPISODE OF HOUSE OF PUSO! This is a comfort episode, and I unfortunately will likely have to give reason to why at some point here, BUT ANYWHO, HoP TIME!!!
It's the wonderful little arctic fox, Puso!!! Hi Puso!!!
So Puso here, he's having trouble sleeping! No big deal, we all do sometimes!!! He was apparently supposed to sleep at 8, but it's already 10... So our boy here gets the fantastic idea of cleaning the house! It could tire him out! Also we come across this cute lil picture of him and his mom when he was younger... Keep that noted. It will be important soon.
Why's he grey btw,,, Anywho, uh there's a gnome in dresser??? it hides under the couch, personally I think it could be something akin to whatever Nino (Bayani's owner (it says that on the wiki don't come for me)) is, but NOT Nino himself. Anyway, Puso gets a cloth (which hides the switchblade Bayani gave to him in cleaner), and gets to scrubbing!!!
The holes. In the wall. THE HOLES. IN THE WALL. Ok so while he scrubs those cobwebs away, I'm gonna say it!!! The holes are LIKELY symbolism of genitalia. AND YOU'RE GONNA SEE WHY I THINK THAT SOON.
He scrubs the walls, the floor, the... cover of that hole AHEM he also gives the plants water!!! GO DRINK WATER IF YOU HAVEN'T YET THIS IS A COMMAND!!!
Everything's clean!!! Yay!!! But Puso's still not tired... Guess he's gonna clean a little more! So he does that, but... one of the holes in the wall starts to leak blood. Now, I am not entirely sure if the blood is not a metaphor and is just blood, or if it's aline to... a certain bodily fluid, but either way it's... Jesus Christ dude. So, he wipes the blood off! ...But the holes...
They look. Tempting. But why? Why do they look so tempting? He finds the holes scary, but... Maybe just... a bit of poking won't hurt? He does that, and he's gotta wipe the blood off!
It's scary. The holes... are scary. We're already aware of that, we know this! So... why. is. it. so. tempting. to. poke. at. them. Just a little more, then wipe it off after! It's fine! All fine and good!
But. More. More. More. MORE. NEED MORE. MORE! MOREMOREMOREMOREMORE!!! MORE! MORE TO THE POINT THE WALLS ARE COVERED IN THIS LIQUID! MORE! MORE! MORE! MORE!!! MORE MORE MORE! DO IT MORE MORE MORE UNTIL THE URGE GOES AWAY!
Haha... Ok... That was fun for a bit! Time to clean it up-! Wait... What? Why won't it come off-? Maybe scrub it off more-? It's not... coming off. It's still there. Why won't it come off?
Wait, what? Where was he? This wasn't home?! Everything looked horrifying! WH-? WHY WAS THERE A HAND REACHING FOR HIM?! RUN. RUN. RUN RUN RUN.
Oh god... Stop, stop. The place starts to make you feel sick, and you vomit out those filthy, rotten roaches. Where's your mouth? Who revoked your urge to talk? No matter how hard you tug, it won't open. Why won't it open? The urge to scream when you cannot.
Everything below is translated with google translate, please let me know if there's errors.
"Please don't force me to go"
"Why did you let him/her still do that?"
"Get your hands dirty anytime"
"Why didn't you do anything?"
This is your hell and there is no escape. You realize that soon on, but some days the fact his you much harder. Your mind has been broken in a way that will effect you forever.
But... Wait Is someone there? Can someone help me get out of here?
It's mother. The light. The pure. The help. She's waving.
Slowly rise. Wag thou tail, for help has finally arrived. Walk. Walk Faster. Run. Run. RUN. Run until thou looks like a pure white blur, just like her.
Closer Closer Closer
Where did she go? Is it true? Is no one here to hear my cries and screams? Am I doomed to be stuck like this, all on my own, forever?
What a lovely picture from so long ago... How a I yearn for such a time like this, that my heart will no longer know. Well it's time to put it away...
But then you remember there's a way to eliminate the pain. Fight fire with fire, some of them say. Well today is the day, the day you realize...
There is only one way.
APPLE CUTTING TIME
At least the pain's over... for now.
