Johnny Lutt
Johnny Lutt stood in his private lab, staring intently at the three pills in his quivering hand. He had it all, money, drugs, and more Women than he had time for. But there are other worlds to explore, the world of Mad 3, his pride and joy. Of all the substances he has invented it was the most notorious. Of the seven people he used as guinea pigs, five are dead, one was hospitalized and one is now a insane rapist still at large. All Johnny knew of the drug was from the deeds of those who experienced, the only two survivors are not talking about it.
Mars?
Johnny was dimly aware of the greasy mushrooms he was lying on. They were warm and they felt like human skin, his nose filled with the spermy scent the fungous gave off. He flipped over on his belly and he began crawling blindly away, still disorientated from the drug. The mushrooms pulsing and ejacuating as he crossed. Finally Johnny was out of the fungi field and on a small hill made of rock. It was too dark to see much, and he was for too stoned to know if this was real or hallucination. Johnny just fell asleep. He missed the beautiful neon blue sunrise...
Breakfast on Mars
Johnny woke up to beautiful music, he opened his still dilated eyes to see a jungle of tree sized weeds all around him. Colorful fantasy birds sang merrily threw long horn like beaks. "I must be having some sorta of Mars freak out", Johnny said to the strange landscape. But deep down inside he realized that this was no hallucination. He stood up on the rock and took a deep breath of alien air, it was sweet and pure, with a slight hint of cinnamon taste.
Captured
Strange grunts woke Johnny up, he opened his eyes in neon light to see humanoid natives pointing spears at him. They had smooth dark skin and muscular bodies. Heads that are longer on top. They herded him through the weedtrees. He sees occasional rabbit eared cats dodge into the underbrush, The native's bare feet crushed violent worms with squirting sounds. Johnny swatted desperately at the flute like parasites that fell from the plants onto him. Finally they came to the village. It was made up of huge cobweb cones. They had killed huge insects to take it. For exoskeletons littered the area, some of them up to fifteen feet long. He was locked into one of the we structures and watched by two guards who pruned each other for the flute parasites.
Escapes
Soon a local shaman pays a visit to Johnny. He offers him an insect from the snack tray. Johnny grabbed a handful and swallowed one with a noticeable grimace. After a couple of minutes he was totally wired. The shaman then pumped him full of local slang. Johnny came down, with the mental imprint he soon grasped the whole language. The shaman introduces Johnny to the village of the mushroom people. The shaman then led him to the mushroom field. The mushrooms were wet and wiggling, like worms. The Women were writhing in the mushrooms that hardened and penetrated them. The sight so horrified Johnny he ran off into the dark jungle. Where the natives feared to follow.
In the dark jungle where the natives fear to go
Johnny lay hiding in the dark of the jungle, afraid to move around. A light warm rain came down. He drank the drops. In the distance a thunder like throbbing sound. With it the sounds of unrest from the jungle. Moans and shrieks of unthinkable animals. Buzzing blind flies thumbed into the giant weedtrees as they headed for safer grounds. Johnny jumped into a patch of quivering heart shaped berries hoping they would hide him. The pounding got louder and it was coming in many directions. A multi-legged zebra ran by, Johnny had to roll aside to avoid the thirty galloping hooves. Now Johnny could see the source of the drumming. A pack of strange creatures. Balls of flesh with tentacles and mouths everywhere. They were likes a cross country avalanche. Slamming down smaller weedtrees and crushing little animals eating the remains. Johnny scrambled up the sturdiest weedtree and he gripped the branches like a vice. The beast rolled through banging Johnny's tree but Johnny hung on. He watched them disappear amazed by how many weird animals they scared up and devoured.
Johnny lay awake all night, peering out of the heart bush. He listened mesmerized to the mating cries of penguin like birds. They were hopping about on high branches and jamming out chirps that sounded like Jimi Hendrix guitar solos. The winning bird was applauded with a chorus of snapping beaks, he then selects a mate and they weave a cocoon around each other. The dazzling blue neon sun appeared, and Johnny started looking for a way out of this jungle. He headed towards the sun and he walked for thirty minutes. The jungle opened up into a grassy plain. The grass grew in perfect cubes and Johnny grazed on them to appease his hunger.
Civilization?
Johnny headed across the plains on all fours like a dog. Snapping bites at insects, because his body sensed how much nutrition they had. Johnny grazed his way to the sight of a city made up of huge bones of strange creatures hunted into extinction by some strong generation. Johnny entered the city getting strange looks from the nut brown humanoids who lived there. Word of him arrived before him, stories of "The pale white man". The "Stranger from parts unknown". Beggars followed him along with children and their vulture like pets. As Johnny passed by a open air communal bath/church a naked priest came out to great him.
Religion
The priest offered Johnny a sweet insect wine and Johnny drank heavily from the bone flask. They talked awhile, Johnny noted they used the same language as the mushroom people. Johnny's head was spinning from the wine, the priest led him to the side of the communal pool. The bone people seemed to be of four or five different sexes. Some genitals much like earth Men and Women, other with strange alien sex organs. These aroused Johnny on a deep subconscious level. The bone people waded out of the pool to undress him. Removing his ragged blue jeans and what was left of his shirt and underwear. They bathed him in the sacred waters, his pores sang with pleasure form the cleanness and he felt like he was really feeling this invigorating world for the first time. Then Johnny had an erection. The bone people were fascinated by the "Pale cock". The Woman and Womanoids anointed it with fragrant perfumes and gentle kisses. When Johnny came they collected it in a seashell and the priest put a drop on it on each of the people's foreheads.
Messenger
Johnny climbed into the pool and assumed a vegetative state for a while. Then a maloid messenger dressed in white insect robes handed Johnny a scroll. The letters where dried onion/buffalo blood and Johnny had one of the bathers read it. It was a summons to appear at the consol of the wise men of skull hill. Johnny got out of the water, feeling self conscious of his nakedness now that the wine had worn off. He accepted the purple robes made of flower petals that were offered him. He followed the quick footed messenger through the city. They crossed the slum area. Where the conquered dirt people wallowed in the mud holes and eternally lower vomit farmers basked in the blue sun.
On they went through the market area were thousands of strange items changed hands. Finally they reached the hill in the cities center, there stood a coliseum sized skull.
Wise Man
Johnny walked into the skull and he smelled various strange fragrances that burned in candle like forms. Clay statues of the past wise men formed a circle where the current wise men gathered in the center. The wise Men where fanned by servants holding giant colorful feathers. Johnny sat with them on the fuzzy couch. They were passing around a complicated looking pipe that held a strange white root. The wise Men light the pipe with a small torch and they use a pump at the end to pump up a lot of smoke that fills a bag. They then squeeze the bag empty forcing a massive plume of smoke into their eyes. They giggle and say "Wow!". Their eyes become beat red and half shut. They handed Johnny the pipe and he put it in his mouth and smoked it the way he would on earth. No eye hit. Instantly he was zonked, floating away on a tranquil cloud, all the colors become soft and rich, and the flames of the incense crackled like sweet music. So the wise Men tried smoking Johnny's way. They all got totally fried without the severe eye discomfort they were used to. Johnny's method took the city by storm! He talked to them a while. Spouting all kinds of earth knowledge to the amazed wise Men. He blew their minds with theories that the stars are suns and the world is round and other revolutionary concepts. He dictated this and other lore to the scribe. The scribe worked at a fever pitch trying to keep up. They decided that Johnny was a messenger from the Gods and they gave him a ebony staff to show off his honor.
Johnny went to market
Johnny left the skull building early the next morning, a pipe and some root in his pockets. He smiled to the strange people he met in the street s he wandered about. Still floating on a content cloud. Johnny wandered about the market. checking out the strange vegetables and multi-legged fish for sale there. The Wise Men gave him some green jewels to buy things with. He bought a flask of heartbush wine and a basket of salted meat biscuits. M Munching on the biscuits and swiggin the sweet wine, Johnny moved on to the clothes and wares section. Knives, clubs, and spears were sold here. The only weapons used here on "Mars". Johnny made a mental note to "Discover" the bow and the long sword. He then smoked some root. Everything became dream like. He felt like he was moon hoping slowly instead of walking. There was a large wooden stage where slaves were sold. Johnny leaned against a ten foot tall thigh bone that was supporting the enclosing tent. He watched. Some slaves were the pink skinned Mushroom People, others blue dwarfs or red mountain People. Strange flightless birds were sold for field work. Multi-horned hunting goats fetched high prices. Johnny spent most his remaining money on a Asian looking seagirl and he led her away looking to rent a place to fuck.
A place to Fuck