Till the castle comes

I can't take every sketch seriously.

(That's got nipples, Right? Oh well, can't hide my free-the-nipple.)

Such a sweet poem of mythical menace within the erotic twists that lead into a status role play, between two women that lead into a new fight that's riveting.

Emily delivers on a thrill that's enjoyed between two, some other characters insister with the red and white prose of a haunting gothic undertakings.

Such a scary face, a delivery of chills provided with the horror between a bloody monster and a beast, of contrasting conflicts.

Spoiler:

Kill and sexual activity is too made into a beguiling synonym.

For the morbidly curious.

Action Deconstruction

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We poetry in from the start of western civilisation of writing, when everything is articulated as poetry from our thoughts.

When it comes to entertainment, there's a moment when a poem and a satire becomes a biting commentary within the genre that's talked forever to come, with one of the ones that stand out and critique the genre. Along with doing the edge work with the creative soul lashing out.

There are plenty of war games that are indie that hit hard, yet not like this one. One where the entertainment is subverted into a what is the master of art and the mastery of the human soul. On a most spiritual transcendence shall it be triumphant.

The favourite part of the game is the quotes other than the out-of-moment realistic condemnation, including the deserter ending.

How will the spectacle be the thing, though. Commercial Spectacle-driven vs Literary Character driven, does it exist or not with these productions. Did it the art still exist.

The character contradictions are shown with the accusions below. This is negativity used to help use 

 To quote from the wiki-quotes

• How many Americans have you killed today?

• There is no difference between what is right and what is necessary.

• If you were a better person, you wouldn't be here.

• It's time for you to wake up.

• Squad commands are unavailable when you're alone. No one can help you now.

• You are still a good person.

• Can you even remember why you came here?

• This is all your fault.

• Do you feel like a hero yet?

• To kill for yourself is murder. To kill for your government is heroic. To kill for entertainment is harmless.

• White phosphorous is a common allotrope used in your slaughter at the Gate. It can set fire to soldiers and the innocent civilians they are trying to help.

• It's Konrad. He did it. All of it.

• Cognitive dissonance is an uncomfortable feeling caused by holding two conflicting ideas simultaneously.

• You cannot understand, nor do you want to.

• The US military does not condone the killing of unarmed combatants. But this isn't real, so why should you care?

• We cannot escape anguish. It is what we are.

• If Lugo were still alive, he would likely suffer from PTSD. So, really, he's the lucky one.

• Adams blames Walker for Lugo's death. It's his fault they didn't leave Dubai when they had the chance.

• Walker's obsession with Konrad has brought nothing but destruction—to Dubai and his squad.

• There is no escape.

• Life begins at the other side of despair.

• No one can help you now.

• Collateral damage can be justified, if the gain outweighs the cost. How much do you think Adams and Lugo are worth?

• Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you.

• I exist and I find it nauseating.

• Walker and Adams have served together for many years.

• You can't go home.

• If the Radioman now speaks for the 33rd, then what happened to Konrad?

Bowsers Grunt

 These bowsers within The dimension of the heave-core lifting culture. Deep into the bulking cut of the way the strongman routine as grown obsessive with his kind unsure.

This is only twice his bodyweight, what's wrong with him? He could rip a clean Triple and then some with ripping to the bar, pure adrenaline no go. He was thinking about his kid's high school worries.

He's never had a long term relationship with his wife, how is he going to give his advice for his son?

Another sip of his protein shake, another set.

Body designed for kinesis

 Kyro, with the mixture of ribofuncktional output of cathartic energy into interpassive conduits.

Apparently, these lethal energies that flow with calorically charged burst are contained within such a fascinating energy. Fizz, crackle, and pop this is meant for kinesis, what such a status of such conduits that are made that can happen.

Such tests include:

• Strongman competition competency.
• Bench press PR numbers
• Pull-ups, weighted pull-ups

Jaime's Ruckus of 1:00 pm

There are Bobby's goons at the backlot, and there is a dropdown of a shadow.

Danny Frog has taken up shotgun, that crossbow has taken. His talk of George has not got to him, though.

"What have you got crazy?"

"No, You pencil necked D*pS**t" He's ripped and gets rid of his dress, still keep the heels and the nails. He's got the slay, his hammer sparkling as several goons are shocked to the point, preparing their batons.

Bonk! Crunch! Swoosh!

The crunch of bone slapping on a side cage as they are crushed, shocked fear yet fervour of a run as there are no many, but twenty more as Jaime's adrenaline rushed. Then he brought the way it pulsed with electrical energy flowing.

A baton smacked his back, the brutality hitting his sway into the strut. It worked his way in a movement.

"He's turning that energy into slay energy!" Exclaimed to the crowd as he got to work. All over the open truck as the way happened. Then as the king goon when down. As a good held his back in punishment. He's about to get a rollicking.

Then he back head slammed the back of his nose, dazing the goon behind, as the goo. was about to land a blow, he twisted his hammer. Jaime slammed right into the spot.

"What the FFOOOWWWWK" The to O's making a comical exploding motion from the bubble, It head creating a dent on top of the inside of the truck carriage, ridiculous power demonstrated with the flying body, so the fight desculated with the infiltration.

"You got it done?" claimed the invoice of Danny.

"Yeah, Pretty bawlin."

Kyro's Excavate Job

Another mess by Theo

That darn dog left another mess for the excavator to clear up, it's a petty life to pay for him to clear his guard.

He knocked down on the flat and then, it opened, there was a man in his thirties, glasses, looked like he came from an IT college for him to work his appetite.

"You came to see the results," He said to the leathered robot, Ky knew he was hiding. His orange eyes could see various breaths, orange tinted like a distorted world of magic arcana. Several hooded baklavas withe loaded weaponry could be there.

"No, I came for Theo's friend." Ky blurt. Just then the nerd was not along, he had taken his shoulder and placed it in the back for protection, already a life was in the line as he brought the shield to protect the first shot. Already the other guys were not patient. Coming through at two pathways, two more soldiers, so he threw the nerd down and did his best to tackle the others.

He unzipped his jacket for one reason, threat defusal. There was an electrical, shock bam. There was his chest to crush it. To the shocked face of his assaulter. Such crunching is unconventional to the methods of Kyro, yet he persisted.
The cover of the door was not enough of the screaming nerd who was crawling off the two bodies now blown and knocked out with this special forces golem.

The other guy brought his desert eagle a mighty shot, supersonic bullet marching towards, yet his sacrum was untouched as he squeezed to the amazing of the crawling nerd. Slow motion, the bullet's tip flattened as it pushed, ricochetting with such intelligence it smacks the gobsmacked attacker's helmet, making him land flat on his arse awestruck, with the second shot pelting him.

"No way, Super orbital front thrusting deflectors!" Was his shout.

He opened the door, rushing forward, a naughty shot gunner had caught him. Right between the chest, yet to his dismay, crushed the barrel between again, just about as he had pulled the trigger. Unfortunately, the guy could not blow his load in time as the backfire sent him hurtling backward, right out of the shards of broken glass of the window, into the milkman's van?? Morning rounds are due.

Yes, it was loaded, he had been thoroughly M****

Threat gone, one pec at a time.

Don't breach the Brand Guidelines

What is this, an decedant law of of revelry? Hes ordered double the good for his parties! His smarmy little cult that's brought to the end of getting the charm of others.

Charm to get right through there skulls, into my head with that cocky grin so he courts the favour of what he scorns at is "legalese", legelese and rules are important! Does he know the ramifications if he messes with what holds a fair new soceity?

Soceity filled with toy uwu and no ambition.

Naughty f***heap 

Total ****head.

Spellbook Users of Legalmancy

English special forces training.

These books can levitate and summon magical bullets of solidified legalese. What were basic elements such as wind, fire and water have been overridden with other elements such as electricity.

They are able to handle bullets, but these are made for threat diffusely, so they are used by the special swat forces to aid in disposing with dangerous criminal nuisances.

The masquerade bird

Two lower underlings within Bobbys business.

Two cuppas, one of them speak. With a digestive.

“There are rumours going around. a vigilante going about, a man who's taking justice under its wing”

He downs his digestive. An ominous swallow as the other slurps his coconut latte.

“He knows how to handle a construction hammer, able to wield it like he knows to club. Smacking throw. It hurts!”

“You know how he handles it?” Asked the other minion.

“Yeurh” he said, with a chunky slurp

“Rumours been have been going on, that our boss calls him, or a right proper c***.”

Kies Shattering

Once a bodybuilder, since retired, yet now he's discovered a plan that may change the very fate of Waterbrick and Glittervale itself.

Pounding the roads of the union, he did not know its secrets, what once was a job of making roads was going to become something else.

With confrontation and some familiar faces, he has to face the very magical fabric of reality.

Feud 160

Tristian was wanting to reach it in the top of his artistic expression. Dancing with a skateboard with various groups of artistic groups.

Yet what seems to be a quick hook up with a gargoyle turns out to be more action packed that he could believe, effecting his tribe of skater. Along with the gothic families he's tossed into.

Obsession into questions. Will it become something more than the passions enacted at the first time?

Soon enough, the Realms of glitter are going to be a lot less peaceful than they originally were, not that it was in the first place.

Oc idea Guerilla Leader

This design I did not feel so fitting, so I ended it. Shadow sooty owls are cool tough.

 

Wanted to redesign a builder foreman, and combine it some tactical training.

First human designed.

An owl man who overseers the operation of union once left in the dust, the dust of many construction projects that built the bricks of Water brick, and the glam of Glitterville.

Wise father figure, has an eye for muscle and strength.

Knows some secrets. That's a bit explosive. Kindness hides it.

That rugged gorilla and oration training has to be of some use to keeps things covert. It seems the police within Water brick is getting smaller by the years.

Ruckus maker down to the spirit.

Himbo, into the modern age.

From action to comedy, They go. Sources Keanu and Krong, With Arnold done fuzzy from memory.

The whore with a heart of gold transitioned, right around 1988 according to this page on memes.

This trend that moves from the fiction of books, into other dimensions where it gets to me. Along with all the work and baggage that entails. This is the current impressions.

Varying degrees of himbo began to emerge. Diverging into the action and romance genre within entertainment.

Falling in love 1968

Dr. Dude 1990

The himbo moved, the himbo evolved in the entertainment sphere. From Pride and Prejudice's himbo Regent Darcy. To lovestruck darlings in the comics within early pulp comics. No word was neologized yet to capture this phenomenon. 

The himbos of the entertainment internet era, they help promote odd, quirky games. Back in 2013. They came with their reactions, they came and did the premotions with their silly faces and made a man out of games.

Sources, This podcast episode on the origin of himbo. Brilliant source of the trope and it's evolution.

https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/himbos/id1656465616?i=1000606099115

Regardless, They're pretty cute.

Royal Couch military base. Confidential Document

With the power provided by Queen, there she needs protection, there's a secret base.

Ever since the recounted accidents, BLANK Castella

Equipment is REDACTED since the incident of the REDACTED. Guerrilla forces that have been accounted and did REDACTED. Castella's connections back in 2000 has acquainted her, the furniture managed to do her tricks in establishing Glitz hub connections. The settling of the new world wide hub.

On the outskirts of Glitterville, by Waterbrick.

The lift

Turner has to take the big game, a powerlifting comp with the reputation of the Wild Summit gym. A competitor buyout is going to get him.

That does not help with his relationship status with Danny, along with suitors that conflict with his need to train.

Just go to the gym, lift, and do it. Yet, with his past. His muscles will do the talking.