The bygone winds flowing through the dejected world from west to east, gently sweep up the broken yellow leaves of autumn filled with a dozen of brown veins into the repulsive...sinister air.
"Isn't it all beautiful? The trees sing. The sky dreams. The flowers move in the breeze. But...why do I fell so...unfulfilled?"
A disheartened young man carrying a brown traveling backpack filled with wee designs of savage robots and aliens making love whispers, as he gazes around with his brown eyes, looking intensely at every little detail hidden behind those group of mindless eyes. From a distance this young man is walking below old elated maple trees...from a distance for the reality is different.
Rotten.
like the outside of a wrenched apple months old...poisoned in sticky lies by we, or more exactly...by him.
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Pleased by his insightful observations the young man lets out a breath of joy, mistifying the air with streams of carbon dioxide. Children petite as little pigs playing with blue and crimson masks, laugh, "HAHahahehehehhe-haumh," and chatter softly as they point at the weird thing walking just beside them, on the sidewalk...below the old elated mapple trees.
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The unknown man holds a small grin, as he walks childishly. Taking long winding steps that make him become thunder in the brezze.9-The man's steps are sure and controlled, his face completely calm as if he had the face of those tiny quokkas 2.
Taking his slightly red dominant hand out of his right pocket the young man begins scratching his soft chin, carefully feeling his non-existent beard and jaw, effortlessly touching the roof of his mouth with his slippery tongue, salivating with the tip those green leftovers he ate but had to quickly throw away.
The man licks his cracked lips and clumsily turns his right hand over, contemplating on those bumpy blood-filled tubes soft as the most normal skin an adult male can have. The young man suddenly jolts and coughs blood on the pavement, he walks faster, and raises his shaking hand to rub his cold nose. He stops. "Nope, I'm not dirting myself with blood." The sniffing man scratches his left eyebrow as he swiftly turns his dull empty gaze towards the blue sky. The bloddy cough really took him by surprise this time but he was used to it, after all he just had a minor surgery on the left side of his throat. It was normal.
The man's voice may not be sweet but it holds this weight that is mostly out of place in a world where war has been nothing but a game; a chess board were everyone is more disposable than a slippery booger, even the old are not important to those who the game. He speaks. "Where is that flower?"
TYSitDVGQAVE
The young man looks up at the darkening sky, and his playful grin falls on his face just a tiny
little bit...
I said.
Spoiler: Spoiler
LITTLE BIT!
Gods...Devils...immortals…seers..
DON'T YOU DARE HIDE MMMEEEEEEEEEEEE! SWEY_URTYGIVQEC
-"Ow, what the hell was...
"I want to geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
"Oh look the sky is blue
blue
blue...
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PERSPECTIVE.
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It is December the first of 2018, and I have not gotten a new job jet. Back then I was blinded by people that said that jobs were too difficult to get...I believed them and lived life begging for those I knew for money. I was too shameless and lazy to search for a job myself. The only one who took me in and has been helping to pay my bills has been my best-best friend, Cher. I really hope she loves the flowers and better yet...gives me a chance to bring her on a date.
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It is December the first of 2018, and I have not gotten a new job jet. I'm thinking of just going back to my old grimy and cluttered apartment...and kill my whole neighborhood. Savor on their bland cheeks, feel their eyes go cover my teeth, taste those chins, refresh my self with their guts, feel their insides as I cut their fingers into pieces and feel their screams run through my body. sucking on everylast dro....
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It is December the first of 2018, and I have not gotten a new job jet. I'm thinking of just going back to my old grimy and cluttered apartment...a lie if you ask me. In actuality, I just want to hurry and get those lily flowers Cher loves to have on her computer...just beside her bed. How do I know?...I have been her best friend since we were in middle school and our relationship seems to be just near true love or what is more commonly called as the friend zone. So I have been in her house when all those rumors spread. What I can't figure out is why go out with the person that the whole school makes fun of? I just hope I get time to ask her.
The butterflies flapping their thin minute wings fly all over the place, leaving their aromas in the air. I feel the tip of my rough fingers with my palm and grab something squared inside the cotton sewed pocket of my black jacket.
"Here you are, you little tini, tini, tiny mumbo-jumbo," I was playful, trying to live in the moment even tho my neck kept vibrating and trying to tell me something. Honestly back then I ignored the possibilities of the technology I hacked by accident...ok it was not a probable accident but it happened...Cher has nothing to do with it, not at all. The man takes the red cube into his pocket again and looks down. "There you are." Roses growing from a patch in the grass are picked off from their habitat. Taking 2 steps to the right the man begins walking towards a tiny lake.
The world quakes violently, some buildings crack, some streets break apart and yet the man keeps his calm. The whole world does...some in the disaster get their heads cut off and jet they walk just like puppets. It is like nothing was supposed to happen and fate seems to not notice it.
Above, the grey sky is slowly covered with a growing paste of white mist, a grey dust that covers the small dot that is the giant sun. The electrifying force of life growing from inside of the expanding cloud broadens and embraces all of us wormly...warmly, almost keeping us safe, yet giving us death in its embrace.
Crinkling Sounds of blue thunder invades the winds. My dull brown eyes raise and the...cle-clea...what? I look down and sight with all the weight of the world on my shoulders, listening closely to those little fucks given by my consciousness. Right now I seem to be separated between two options: run or scream.
Well...I was young and mostly defiant of reality. Combinations like that mostly threaded my path backwards...or down if you are into that when all of this happened. So, as I stood there I simply opened my mouth and yawned. To my own surprise, I was too scared to do anything, not that I knew that but...meh.
...
The. World. Has. Changed.
...
Oh, I hate doing this so fucking much. Protocol 1 initiating...and then...good. Well, looks like those little chips do work for something. So how was it again...yeah, CLOSE CALL.
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Two little chips the size of a fingernail, ticked up and powered up. The electric signals rendered by the electronic brain of the chips circulated through the mini-sized fibers cords running through its frame and shot up my thin veins...into my hard spine, finally reaching millions of brain neurons in a pulse of light.
My muscles gripped onto my bones and contracted. My pores are opened like voids and my eyes circulate in the Iris with pure energy. The chips began relaxing me from the muscles to my tendons as my feet separate; taking the exaggerated pose of a petrified man, making myself look...shocked and scared out of his adolescent mind.
Adolescent. Hahhaha! I really should stop lying.
Right now, I'm the middle of a crowded park, surrounded by newly built apartments with an amazing Italian architecture colored from vibrant reds to sad blues. To say the truth, the running kids and the laughing adults around me...are honestly fucking stupid. I mean, look up god damn it, does it take your beady eyes to be the size of the Empire State Building to see the shit or not?
Waiting...tu, tu-tu, tu...mmmmm. Am I that invisible?
Meanwhile, far into the forbidden place...of an honest, hardworking, nice and educated female human...have not made that joke in a millennium, Hahahah!
"...It was at this moment the rinocerous impaled his member into the jama next door." A news reporter looked at the camera facing her with a little discomfort running thought her wrinkles. "Thank you...Ferre for those news." The reporter woman gulped and accommodated her shirt. "On other news, there is a natural-" in the darkness, the tv shone and reflected off the skin of a woman on her couch in complete darkness.
"A fucking storm?" The woman said as her finger slid down and touched her belly bottom. Her head resting on her right hand turned towards the ceiling, and she shifted her hips so she could rest her back on the couch she was resting on.
"That Lem...what is he doing that he has forgotten that today he and I met? I hope he brings something other than those useless flowers...but if he does he better date me tonight..." The tv shined a light pink and a diamond eye formed on the screen as if looking...
"I wonder what he is doing right now?"
...___________________________----++back.
For a minute or so, I have been looking at the sky PETRIFIED AND ANXIOUS...hahaha, and no one seems to notice my award-winning acting. I lick my lips, take my time, relax my body by initiating PROTOCOL 2 and look at the toy in my hands. Well...better just ignore the sky then.
It was that day that a red pimple in the sky appeared out of nowhere, giving life to those life forms, as it ate our sky like pudding...not that I like pudding, I mean it tastes like the handle of my lock
...shit. Was not supposed to mention that...its ok right?
Maybe I should just warn them, instead of giving physical cues...
I start walking away quite awkwardly. I mean, chips are cool and stuff but they tend to make walking a chore rather than a cool exercise. Think about it. CHIPS EQUAL ROBOT...don't even let me get into those articles that say. "LIfe after the chip: Sex robot." Hahahahah! I tend to just breeze through them. Yeah, good stuff to occupy my brain...while I scape. Not that I'm scaping mind you.
Better save me and then save them...after all, it's their fault for being too distracted. I smile widely, as the chip in my neck heats up and the silver liquid that the chip's metal makes cools down. Entering my we, wabu, waaa?. Fuck...wow I can see mars from over her. Is the ground talking to me?
To be honest...now that I'm quite...hehe. Shut off hand. From childhood, I have been nothing but a selfish fucker. Girl wants to win at a game BOOM, nope there is ME. Boy wants to ask someone on a date BOOM, nope there is ME. (The dates are quite boring.)
Girl and boy want to do something together BOOm...nope...let's not get into that.
I wave at the brown leaf that has fallen on my nose and I fell the arch of my nose, as I look at the ground and the brown mess that I have accidentally stepped on...I sho-
"BZZZZZZZZZZZ. BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ."
AHU, wtf.
Buzzings begin flooding all of the phone screens of the people nearby, mine too but mine is the most strange, as I HAVE A BLOCK FOR A PHONE...I really just want to finish my morning routine and go to sleep.
ALERT: From the documents of the national delegation, stay home until further notice.
THIS IS NOT A WARNING.
From the documents of the national delegation, stay home until further notice.
I REPEAT.
THIS IS NOT A WARNING.
Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.
DELETE
I take a long look at my squared phone and click the delete button with my mind...thanks to the chip, but I know you knew that. The growing bulge of incomplete...because it irule corruption in the sky reaches its maximum size and begins erupting like a huge pimple. From the broken bulge bright white liquid began flowing out into a wonderful spiral that slowly turns rough and sharp. Its liquid material turns into soft stone that connects and then melds, creating a kind of lustrous staircase from the clouds to the center of the park.
Vegetation beneath flows into the grey staircases in the form of millions of spiky green vines. The air begins sparkling and being filled with this tension that alarms everyone and makes a man with a half-filled water bottle scream out of horror. The Blinding lights open the sky and drags the shadows of everyone far inside the blades of grass.
It takes but a second for every single soul in the park to look up in awe.
A longing of sizeable proportions starts slowly bashing my head with embarrassment, as it weaves through me and makes me breathe deep and hard. My mind slips into a quiet darkness that makes everything seem like nothing in my path, and so I step forwards like an undefined....
The staircase stands just in front of me. The path to go beyond gives me a chance. Slowly my chips click, and I take a step and the ground begins cracking, my breath forcefully tries to leave me as if it's alive, but I force it back with the chains of desire closely binding my mind.
The world around me starts to blur, as a presence of what could be described only as godly tries to keep its stronghold on me.
This mighty force may not want to let me go, but neither did that powerful longing. My chips chest involuntarily bulges and all the muscles in the upper part of my body squeeze for more power.
I want it.
The deep desire building up like a mountain in my chest grows into a purple giant; a massive materialized figure that covers me like a parent figure and makes my steps turn the ground into gurgling bubbles. The brown bubbles climb up my back and begin to cover me like a suit, giving me a metallic hot power.
My vision blurs and something begins appearing in front of me.
[Wirtof u-giant is i9n full effect.]
I concentrate and concentrate, with the fires of curiosity flaring to their maximum.
[Wirtof u-giant is a mode of the tempest that uses soul energy to fuel surrounding energies and makes them soul treads. Soul treads can be used as flexible fibers to form any kind of classified weapon in the enourdmous cortex, a book of the Tridimensional planes.]
"That is..." Tridimen.-" -s"
°_°
The echoing of a cello(click at your own risk) turns the world around me into an orchestra of awe, as the reaction of the people I pass is of open mouths and a rising fear. A bubbling excitement.
Suddenly, something from inside me digs through my mind like butter and I'm somewhere...I have no idea if it is an illusion or not, but I can only look with eyes full of love...infront of me
A woman in silk robes looks at a black big mirror and moves her hips, as she turns towards me. The breathtaking beauty has long hazel hair with golden eyes that don't seem...normal...they almost look like the eyes of a goat combined with a bright star...that is a atrocious description...
"What took you so long Osaahtyhubafrhzseusnaunl AAAAAAA!" The woman moved delightfully from the black mirror towards me. "I told you not to call me that Yem."
"Yeroma," she said, as her hand touched my cheek and she went outside. "Yeroma..." Millions upon millions of dark bubbles formed around me, taking the form of a trail of faint tainted souls spread over the ground like tar. Bubbles spread over the ground and it sizzles in pain.
The world bleeds into the desolate darkness.
rebebom...
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The illusion disappears, and I'm back in the park but the difference from before is that everything is tainted with a glossy black...
I take a look at the mountain peaks with powdery snow and a dark star over its peak. A giant of darknes rises over the horizon and touches the peaks of the mountains so it can stand...eater? Animalistic shadows flow out of the opening jaw of the creature like cobras with long arched backs, jaged opened eyes
_______________mouths, and sharp disk-like jaws.
They flow towards me from the great distance and whisper broken down lies...
"You died."
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I feel a finger touch the back of my hear. |
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"You ate us."
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I feel a thin hand touch my chest. )
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"You killed them all." \
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These monsters threaten me with their sharp long fingers, tracing my throat and softly biting with decayed mouths my shoulders and arms. My mind drifts away with the soft pain but its strongly pulled by the image of someone...a goddess frozen in time and sweetly looking at me with those golden eyes. "I...for Yeroma." I grasp my hands with all my might and take another painful step.
The shadows scream and pierce my skin, grasp my bones, swallow me with invisible fire, as they laugh and lick my neck with their black slimy tongues. I tremble and a drop of sweat drips down my forehead. My eyes start closing due to the burning sensation running through my whole body, I take another step and the shadows enter my mind in waves, I feel my memories fade, my emotions wane. I fall to the ground and my body starts convulsing.
I begin screaming in abominable stings of pain.
"EAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-" My vocal cords rupture into pieces of shredded flesh and my mind slips away...
I think of giving up, of failing, and yet I can feel something foreign burn inside of me. A will that does not belong, yet it embraces me, and so I heal my vocal cords, stand, step and forge my path. The shadows come out of my body with deep gashes on their chests and with a light consuming them from the inside.
The world turns lively again...
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Random person in the park pov:
Spoiler: Spoiler
HEEEEEEEEELLLLLPPP!!!! RELEASE ME!!!!! PAIN. PAIn. pain. pa-i.
Initiating continuation...
The man in front of m-HEEELP! GET mE- e looked like a god as he passed in front o-HAAAAAaaaaaaaaa!
Error. Error. Arcanic type of influence detected...
HEEELLLLp!
You can't
Be free
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I hear a body drop to the floor just beside me, as I reach the godlike long winding stairs. With tired muscles and an anxiety, I advance, shaking...but my longing growing tremendously and making the blazing purple giant coming out of my shoulders reach towards the sky.
I place my right foot on the first step, and I'm taken back as my head splits apart into fragments of memories. Waves upon waves of a brightly burning power touches me and separates me from everything around me. I feel the chips in my neck disappear into the nothingness, and I begin slowly losing my perfect human coordination, falling like a broken hero with nothing but his life intact.
I blink.
My surroundings start stretching and blurring into pure color. The endless line of French apartments turn into growing spirals with dark edges, and the grass grows as tall as the highest skyscrapers.
From the blurs of color, colored wisps grow big from simple dots to bright orbs. The stairs reaching for the sky fall with a graciousness and start to form into arching hallways that release a dark gas.
"Oh, SHIT. THAT WAS SO FUCKING AWESOME! I will tell Cher when I get home...but what was all of that? is it going to happen again? and what was that goddess I seemed to have called Yeroma ?"
I look at the sky and see that it's now a viny green.
I have absolutely no idea what just happened a few moments ago. Imagine how I feel right now after I forcefully get dragged into another impossible situation and then flipped like burger. "But...WHat the fuck is happening!? I need to calm down and think..." I scratch my chin, as I feel the numbness in my feet. "So shadows, pain, gore and then this? What is this place?"
I sit down and think. I seemed to have another life before, but I just...can't seem to grasp it.
"Why was she looking at a fucking black mirror? That is just damn scary...and why did she call me Otreal? Is that the name I had in my past life? Giant u-form thingy...What is soul energy? Is it made to fuel my existence or is there something else in play? If what is happening is just because of anxiety and all, then I have A DAMN LOT of anxiety right now...I wonder when I was able to think this clearly and fast?"
"I just found the end of pie and its the piece in my mouth. AHHAHAHAH! that is not funny."
Finding that my sense of humor is the same even though I now think enormously fast, I take a look at my blurry arms. "Do I have superpowers now? I mean, I may not use my intelligence correctly, but at least I literally broke the ground when all that weird shit happened!" I breathed out slowly and hard, as I raised my left arm carefully and pressed a finger into my right arm naked forearm.
"Bubble lit...fuck, my chips did disappear."
I calm and take my time, as I trace my bright idea, making ordered turns and twists. "Honestly, tracing with my normal finger is shit hard." By the end of 15 minutes...yeah I was counting, I manage to trace an invisible rune that I have worked on for years.
Something flares on my arm! Flaring, flaring...
...not working. I try to imagine the world around me fill in those invisible lines with its endless power.
Nothing.
"It looks like I don't have powers, at least I know that powers exist, right?" I deflate a little and hunch my back, as I take a look around me, trying to find a way out of this strange place.
The colored orbs ripple in the air as they are seemed to be forced to flow into the seemingly endless hallways. The surface of the hallways themselves starts turning black, as hallway by hallway is touched slightly by the edge of the orbs. Every time this happens the orbs become something like robots and they scribe the hallways with crooked designs of a seemingly chaotic tongue. One of those already inscribed pillars is just next to me.
"This is just what I may need. I think I have just understood my mistake..." I slowly raise my arm, with the most delicacy and carefulness I can manage and begin to trace the scriptures with my shaking fingers.
"Anger. This rune consumes the bad."
Peace subtly enters my hand, and every single tiny feeling of wrongness I felt disappears. "They are not multilayered...they are separate just like a formula and have some kind of connection to each other like if they were just strings of code...the lines not the actual shape or form," I say surprised, as I find the lines in the runes having an inconsistent depth and having little engravings in those little deep ends.
Now that I found what I wanted and have no way to learn or memorize what I have in front of me, I bite my lower lip.
Now I'm alone...with nowhere to go or with someone who can guide me. "Wher-" I'm interrupted, as my fingers suddenly enlarge and twist in random directions.
My head becomes heavy as a block of granite and cracks my neck to the side. Tick tears swell in my eyes. Why do I have to go through this!? I ask myself furiously, as I remember this gruesome pain.
It was that shitty pain that made me feel naked to anyone and almost faintly disgusting...I open my eyes wide like shining plates, as I touch my face. I feel a growing pain deep in my heart.
Why am I smiling? Tears come out of my blue eyes like a cascade of water while my smile keeps growing impossibly larger.
"HAHAHHAAHAH!" -WHY AM I LAUGHING!?-
A lock deep within me opens the doors to something new...something hidden deep...too deep. The cracking of chains fills the air. I feel it. I can see it.
Unspeakable horrors.
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Who am I?
Nothing but a toy.
I feel thoughts flow through me until something powerful and unstoppable stops it and crushes my mind space.
My ribcage suddenly expands like the stomach of a bull, and the bones in my feet crack.
My lungs and veins compact and become more efficient. My brain creates two new unknown sections that become small to the point that they look like pieces of rice stuck to my brain. The illusion in front of me forcefully disappears with a bright flash and my eyes start to burning intensely like if I had acid in my eyes.
The smell of metal and sweat makes my nose wrinkle and itch. My skin starts to shed and peel off my body as if I was being cremated. The sense of happiness I had, gone away, and I'm suddenly back near the endless line of Italian apartments surrounding the park.
"AAAAGh!" I scream. The painful feeling of dmy body shifting, twisting, an expanding is atrocious, despicable even! The people around me, young, old, hot or not falls on their knees in a strange...adoration. They smile and bow, as my body is completely covered with a blue shine; a godly momentum gifted by the stairs that now have disappeared into the stars.
The chips in the man's neck soften. From the outside, the sides of his neck begin tuning into black and a little piece of the veins nearby become silver.
My chips in my neck respond to the outside stimulus and turn on survival mode while I'm trying to piece together my broken mind, and without realizing it I'm running for my fucking life. I take a turn towards the fence of a home nearby and jump over it. My heart beats painfully. My breath quickens and turns rugged. I smash through the wooden door and enter the first room of the Italian apartments.
Screams come from my right side, but I do not look and instead, I smash with clouds of dust in my wake through the next, and next, and next green wall. With an explosion of thousands of wood splinters, I come out of the confines of the house with pieces of wood stuck on my body. I feel my mind fog up, lose my balance and roll rapidly like a wheel. In the real world, I lose my mighty momentum and fall of my face.
Painfully, I cautiously push myself up with my eyes darting around.
What the fuck did I just do? I look at the apartments behind with a gaping hole adorning its garden and see the bloody heads of little children looking at me from the inside. "MURDERER."
I blink and the kids disappear like if they were not there in the first place. I just hope nothing happened to the people inside, I don't want to become an actual MURDERER!
The sudden screeching of wheels makes my eyes shift to the left, my view suddenly turns upside down. I fly up in the air because of the car running me over like at 100miles per hour...I don't know. Everything goes in slow motion until gravity pulls me back like if I had a cord attached to me and the earth kisses me on my freaking side! My bones crack and vibrate. I feel dizzy.
Was this what my whole life has come to? Blood is still flowing massively from the splinters of wood stuck on my body and even more in my head that was hit too hard, I wonder why am I not unconscious?. I take a look at the red car that smashed me and see it parked a few meters away from me.
What a dumb ass.
The old male passagfxder seems to be debating between: killing me indirectly or helping me. He nods his head carefully and helplessly, as he grips the wheel tightly and makes sure his camera is turned off or checking his phone...I would know If blood was not in my eye.
The engine of the car roars with oil, exploding with bubbles of energy...damn, I'm still high...as it begins speeding away. The good thing was that it left a cigarette on the floor so I can probably get his DNA and get him behind bars.
-Woshhh-
A current of wind picks off the cigarette and carries it away. Into the wind. Far out in the sky. "Dam it!"
There are no other cars passing through this street at all...not even people. "Fuck all of this." I start feeling my anger returning. My whole body tightens, the ground starts being colored with a bright blue light. I look up, instead of seeing the sun in all its magnificent glory, I see the descending form of a giant fist separate the clouds and cover the whole city with its gigantic shadow. My eyes close and my instincts spring into action.
My body rolls forwards, as I leave a trace of furious energy lines. Using my building momentum to push myself up from the ground, unconsciously extend my arms and fly, literally flipping like a pencil the size of a human.
"..."
is all I think about, even though that is not xca thought.
I'm not the fittest guy in the world, even with the chips in my neck and most certainly not the stretchiest. Imagine how I feel right now after doing something like a flip...ama-zing.
The cool air of the aging season passes inside my stylish black sweater and in-between my light blue tight pants.
I take a long look at my glowing body and gasp in full on surprise. I'm fully covered from head to toe in a blue aura, that brings pulse of satisfaction...something I have been having little of since I was fired from being a disaster cook. I was not the best ok...but I worked my hardest.
I remember the giant and look at the sky with fear. There is no giant fist...what the hell is wrong with me? seriously! I sight like an old man and begin silently walking on the sidewalk near that brightly colored pharmacy I got my toy from. I take the little red square and begin smelling it as it is becoming liquid in my pocket...candy?.
Well fuck me, now I have to find a trash can...no wonder it felt greasy. I walk and keep walking looking from time to time up at the hugekn buildings just next to me and the flower shop that makes this place beautiful. My stomach rumbles and my hand with the red block enters my mouth.
"What the fuck!" I say with my hand inside my mouth and pull my hand out. The candy is gone. My stomach rumbles again and my hand moves around me like whips as if trying to find food. "What the fuck?"
And so for about an hour of walking around like a mindless dumass, I just could not stop being amazed at my chips bizarre obedience issues. I really am grateful there is no one in the city, even though right now it should be rush hour...I wonder where they are?