Thirst trapping Tax avoidance

OoRurRHTY!! mew~

I had to eat from a slop channel, even though that's a nebulous term. Welp, from the last moments of papa-meat showruning news thingy.

He's stuck in it like all of us. Have this for entertainment purposes.
 

Wow, they already had to adjust the thumbnail. Papameat happens to keep his show-running with. He goes, "Sex sells! Only thing that counts." Well, that's a bit reductionist with measurable money. Oh well, it's enough to finish this one of the thrists.

(( Edit, I know he's done betterhelp sponsorships and done that so-so disability fakers one, I found it mid with inaccuracies with a-b tested thumbnail and sympathies to disabled ))

Sexual satisfaction will always be on the internet.

Will be doing a review on this soon.

Jaimes Neopaganism diversion

Everybody needs to believe some kind of hobby and ritual, otherwise they'd go mad with no sanctity, mine with the dreamcatcher the Indians did, and there are spirits, FAE like beings within the wind.

Something will have to believe in something, to placebo, to get through the day.

Yet from believer to a sinner that I'm to go through my belief system, such faiths are to be tested. I can only rely on to be redeemed through secular management of understanding my place to life.

Such entertainments are to be done, then left.

Defying the will of god by looking at men

1980's, evening from the asylum window of the Covenant

 "Heathens!"

"What a shame that the invaders of our sacred orders that will bring use destruction to our desires! Such the holy, immutable of sexual essentialism. To the immovable identity ascribe to the order pre-ordained from the worthy word of god! We betray him. Such a terror it is. With our ideas, or customs, our traditions, our traditions, deny our dimorphic destiny of the sacred union between man and woman."

"Defiler! Do not look at men! They entice you, they get use, pray inside yourself that those temptations happen to creep inside your mind. Forbid it!"

"The darkness of the two moons will get to you"

Libertine Bopkin and Theo

City of Brickenshire used for maps and commish.

 Maybe the businessman and the Father have something in common after all.

Freedom to be a Lech
Freedom to be a buffoon
Freedom to be a Philistine

Freedom to be a troglodyte

Freedom to be a bully
Things that aren't within the jurisdiction yet can be improvised within a moments notice. Whatever serves the occasion of all pretensions that are made.

Right to hustle

Right to swindle

Right to cheat
Right to defame

right to subvert the employee's expectations

Right to exorcise

right to vice

right to seep in

All Souls Reserved

Atavism Bopkin

 As I regress, becoming amoeba. All my industry furniture instincts reduce to a state of nothingness.

Only an executive node of blip blops, with there's now with our time.

Scratch sloops, more mean faces.

I endorse an amount of manners As these little blips, blops and dorks. That happen to manage to make it about it

Why can't I suck their inner juices?

Take and mould them into shapes?

Make them replicate faster.

flroorpr

Ascetic of Theo

How to hold pleasures back with the games, not playing with the ideas.

All the suppressions of the tide of a demon that was once held back into the oddities that don't fit within the covenant.

So that our urges, our own primal urges, for sex, for desire, for to connect with the idea of our death to our believers, they must be cast asunder.

They are down, down and down with a punishment for it.

That

Bopkin's hernia poem of pain

Nyaaaap pap ba ba boòoooooooo!

Urrgh, oh scritcheys, it's leaking out again. the yarn again. It's floopity over the plate and in the under-belly. Yoouch. Painkillers.

It slouches down and wraps around the groin like a snake and I'll use my paws to push it back up, then the trousers don't fit well.

Feels like a fatty, veiny sausage of slop that I can't get out. It drapes like a gosh darn wet yarn from squigy guts.
Suidgy sloppy flurps that burge with the squeeze of my paws, it's grouse.

Blerp it's spilling from my crotch again

*Schclcoscscsoprrprrpsroprprtppsth"

You hear that?

*Slcscsjlccscoppcspcocchschscoho*

Urhg

Fu-

( Health update: Got hernia, will get surgery for it. Thanks, I given Bopkin all its grotesqueness )

What do my characters think of Ai/Copyright?

Ai

Bopkin and Castella will endorse it, Bopkin an opportunity, Castella a means of confusion. Crump Marcy will look at the funny blur and get think it looks cool in a dizzy kind of way.

Bopkin will be in bed with that, wanting faster and Cheaper, like Doctor Robotinik. He'd probably shove it into a get-rich-scene and then fail
 
Rubarb and Muddel will be in the Dark.

CG encouraged by Bopkin, George by Marcy, Theo and Asheal will be curious simply because of the noise it creates by others. Couch Gregor will be pulled in different ways by Jaime and Bopkin.

Danny, Trist and Jaime will be to most rebelious of it, Kyro will consider it secretly, and abomination. Vera will say those filters ruin her complexion. Dutton and Sucker will object, Dutton Tradition, Sucker becuae it succccccccccccks.

Licensing politics

Bopkin will love to extend copyright to infinity minus a day, and copywright infringe report children who happen to draw that he can't sell into the marketerize. Castella will like the things like they are having. Vera will with the misconception. Dutton Traditionalist will follow with Theo. Rhubarb, CG and George will be pressured in to dubious licensing deals. One into a loophole.

Muddel don't think well, Asheal won't think about it, Marcy will attempt to do it in her accounting, and then it will not mind whichever flows.

Kyro wants to have no business for secretive reasons. Jaime want's it abolished for anarchism, Danny will go into peer pressure along with Sucker Sam. Trist will move towards a punk underground, not following any of that.

(As for myself, suspension. Another post )

Rhubarb thinks of outdated entertainment

 (Honestly it makes me feel like I'm carrying a dead voice made manifest of my physch of memoir made character)

Blank screen, they are all what we are with the vision as our ads get more desperate, the reach gets more hungry, so that they are, of an archaic age we have become. I don't know what it is and what has happened.

Technology has always turned our assumptions upside down within the golemancy and with our ideas again, who'd have guess. Am I getting older? Why do you keep me alive, by the way, television? Why do I even exist? I'm haunting the interior of our lives.

I get up from my chair and the shining rooming of all the television screens, and then my hands happen to turn around, this must be a dream. Defunct artifices unable to hold attention become another day for another way, the masses could not be held, and I'm supposed to be in the rejection cell with them, giving them consolation.

That's a shame though, fading in and out. This magic of me is gone. Only to be remained for a nervous image.

Four characters fresh

Can only use archetypal language and symbolism for the minimal characterisation these extras are getting.

Every character is made to order via the creative, to each and every minimum and maximum characterisation. ( Adapted that from How to read Nancy )

. Rhubarb

On the memory of my cat, another memoir. Now brought young into the service of beastkin, she's a lieutenant that's both quite feeble yet chubby. An asymmetric tuxedo cat that was roped into all this.

. Muddelstinkskin

The underhanded man of the conclave, has been handed down and decided to do the meeting [redacted] twenty years ago and hasn't been seen since.

. General Dutton (Placeholder)

Corporal man from the queen's order, Man in Commander to help settle the tensions as marshal order continues within Brickenshire as tension rises.

. Sucker Sam

Served within the Bricken Coalition, may have changed now that he serves no-one, or could've deserted, now could be serving a role within the police force.

Kylos sex strike

If everything is defined by the genitalia and the stimulation of libido, then nothing else is. Our articulations have its own service and selves that are not to be trifled with.

Nothing but toy of play, no credit, no trust, all into the system of mediocre background dismissal.

Grgggg

Suppose it's a system of bounded soul to the point that's normalised, and i don't remember the Brick Coalition. What do I do? What am I supposed to be, take my sexual reproductive organs and put it inside a safe?

Obsessive lecherous get their dues, paid with their own desires. I cannot be learned, Bricken
Brick

Serve Bricken

There we go, now I'll have to figure out how to prepare more cheesecake I guess, yeesh, all this hot weather.

No sex candy.

'Didn't do it for the views' Confession of a mild ambulance chaser

Didn't do it for the views?

How did Good become a monopoly/monopsony, then?

How does that explain the direct advertising industry complex?

Look at the insincerity of it all.

Hypersexuality is the most profitable, ab-tested proven thing to work. Or so they say

All clout chasing. I mean, there is clout chasing and status roles in regard to everything, like it's not going to go away with it attaching to tropes and our own organisational structures with governance. Only then we do act.

(Oh dear, looks like my villain is writing poetry, however an agree with the lower line.

by @odendo.bsky.social‬

"All unwritten rules of social media regarding reaching out socially are fake and dumb, and are only upheld because maybe one or two people without boundaries rubbed the originator the wrong way. EVERYONE is fishing for attention and let no one tell you otherwise"

Well, considering everybody is prospecting for a sinecure. It's going to have to be case by case.

Numina Theo

Mystical Scholar, that's meant within a world of magical reanimation of the thoughts of our time.

42 min essay on the critical reassembling provided by Kant. ( Another problematic fave, he has his works within the deontological developments and along with our own times. He has his brush with critical theory. )

 Well, the experience of the soul, the phycological within our own field and enterprise, it's what divinity, mysticism and the occultist arts that aren't meant to be shown with the forbidden talks of the silver estate. How do they rely on there own numinal experiences that are unforeseen.

The divine will

Divine God, away from the profane vices that seek to corrupt the estate with all desires going from the annoying Rust, or what Castella calls Rust, I call it hell.

What are my beliefs that coincide with the operations and church of my papacy? When I'm needing to show the paths to worship are not tainted by the vile Golemists and the Brick coalitions. Progressivism that's made through the whole has went ahead and dominated for the public image, and it serves of the world of PR. Even when the convenant has a matter with the interpretative.

I'm too much of a virtual whizzo anyway, where's my prayer? I shall play that have listening to Jpeg mafia, mmm (holy sex workers shall I enjoy this sweary word privately)

Inertia Character apologies Trist

What am i to do with you?

You were an impulse that's managed to come intuit, with me being my first characters before Couch George.

Now I cannot assemble my cast to make scenes, not illustrative beats it's where you lefts, of sexualised thinness, now I'm not looking at you as my inertia of my words and work will not be able to move you, or pick you like a means of display with words.

A skater that was failing, you were going to be part of the previous scenes where you were a gym goer who never gains muscle. Then you'd be free.

Yet, time and experience are cruel mistress.

Oh I don't know.

Maybe another cartoonist can do you justice, selling you off can be too stressful, though. I barely have enough conversion rate as it is, maybe I don't have that ruthlessness and showmanship available.

Not like the SEO circus of waves have much interest with me anyway.

Thanks for the benefit

Discipline day for a screenwriter

Couch Gregor Tries to rationalise his schedule.

The commitment 

The repeated robustness of the mise en place and mise en scène of structural containers with its actors. The placement to take heed.

Then the flow of all the conventions acknowledges from the honing, into a point so it can be followed. Deduced from the previous.

This ain't work ethic, this Is a manner of not getting lost in the social showboating and attempt to do a piece of work that one is proud with and protect mise en place at all costs, with minimal interruption.

Since the adaption of words to screen and page are the constraint of infinite, a concept that can't be counted. The method of seeing a puzzle to be sorted is to structure, along with that.

Either Finish or Abandon the desired projects, there is all to do today. Be it for internal wants and desires or external entertainment and commodification.

Then, isolate and work the production/creativity rate* or whichever is generative from the inertia.

*don't have to measure or meticulous about it, can be treated like calorie tracking, please note that tracking can make it stressful, start n finish. Hobbyist or Business owner.

Hopkins dream

A bunch of clay figures, the mimics with mouths swirling a going into a big array of cogs. Then with that image, a big plastic cover hides it, following that morphing into a feline face.

“Is this what you wanted?”

Then the image is gone, himself with an argument with a girl over the a box of sweets, and shrieking over a ledge, a ledge twenty feet down filled with oddity. As the frustration of which tub of marshmallow spread apart of the
sweets is worth dividing.

“No! Give it back.”

“I don't, stop tugging me. Ahhhh!”

Then to the moment she falls behind, there is no sight, or did he blank it out given the circumstances. Fear comes down his insulted face, do he does not.

Then another memory, followed by an overloaded plate of cheeses, crackers, and nut spread. “Yeesh, a bit excessive.”

Then a congratulatory voice came, from the culture, from the family, from his grandad. From his eating disorder.

“Good job, that attitude will save the industry. Now come and do us a good duty with what you've inherited. Extra rations for the thinking.”

Then it all jumbled with his eyes drooping upward from his double bed, half naked. He had to write this dream down again, seeing how if it's going to mean anything. He had to see if this was the position he wanted.

Theo, the w*****olgist

P*******, he puts survival sex workers to shame. He's bankrupted the entire sex industry, and the Viagra market!

Why, within sexual service, does he do a disservice to all of us with such embarrassment of shame to our own manners. There was a a case for the rigt, there's a case where he's in the industry.

Industry i.e. the willingness to work hard, and with that, he's work hard alright.

Worked hard bringing his own grave.

Why can't he corrupt with class?

(post edit couch Gregor, i've censor'd P for comedic effect. Unfortunately when it comes to slurs, one will have to find good writing in order to use slurs. I do believe all insults have their place within the halls of writing, yet at this moment that I'll have to think and decide if it's appropriate. I allow something similar to Harlen Ellison when it comes to good taste. e2=0 )

Elitist prudes

Filthy elitist fine art.

Philistine of befuddlement and corruption

They sell a piece of scribbles for literary snoots?
Even the word 'art' is tainted, the artifice is embarrassed for us.

The amount of thing should be nobody wants to look and see us

Silly academic overwriting sillies

don't desire the public

don't desire affection

don't desire performance grandeur

 
NSFW cussing. 3:36

King of the playground

Broken Eye

Scratchy Origins

What the eyes see cannot be undone

Playground hour, 8 am

School of authority made up

Casual amusement owed, amusement given

Cold nothingness and a darkness uncomprehended

Sigh

What a shame

What a disappointment

What a sadness

What a accident

Barkers and shill

Cappy waking towards to an authority figure ahead.

 Those insensitive doubts are what we render new sweet lies. Where things become concrete then intangible.

All marketers are liars, they lie for their products, the first thing they have to act disinterested for. Competing interests reconcile within conciliate.

He's right when i say that they shouldn't breach the brand guidelines, how do I get an order anyhow? A teachers' ruler? A doctrine? A culture?

What the wonders will they think next!

Race to the bottom or top, what will that register with the consumer base now-a-days?