Showing posts with label Thriller. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thriller. Show all posts

Sunday, January 7, 2024

Bobby's Cush Bomb



Do I have a love bomb?

What I do you do to recruit, making it okay for others to join my place? I'm honest and don't patronize.

People lie about their solvency and fundraising. So my cold magic cannot be made into the other dimension. Into Glitz-hub was the way they could reach their fame, I'm like a talent agent now. It's how advertising works.

April's fools is happening everyday now, so the trust I give must be special. These are the magical artifice of business we must adhere too. Since you're selling, you'd best understand what it will do for our clients. Even if they are the demographics  of old woman.

The artifice of art is to tell stories of comfort, with true themes, not to con the misfortunate.

Thursday, August 17, 2023

Smartphone Disfunctions

There's this weird smartphone mishap, that happens during the nights of the Bobby's upholstery, it starts to malfunction, still usable. Like some kind of spell that has been inflicted, I should get a new one.

No internet or communication, yet the torch app works. I don't get it. Distorted apps and error messages, lines on the smart screen, things that fizz out as the press of my couch thumb.

Vixona tells me to brush it off, yet I can't escape this feeling something about this place.

What is this place, has it made things dysfunctional? The corded analogue emergency phone is still there regarding everything. The emergency exit is there. Yet I cannot figure out what's right at times.

Yet the shuffling is heard.

I'll see if I can get this smartphone checked by the Smartphon shop.

Saturday, July 22, 2023

George - What did I do?


 Why did i eat that pasta?

Urgh, I knew that mushrooms was off when that influencer of wacky exercises, it's as wacky as his prose, his editing, and now his cooking.

Urgh! Was this a good partnership opportunity, this was meant for a partnership where he promised that he clear his path and stop with the silly workouts.

Now this is the moment where my career is going down the drain, blast it!

Blast it all! The drugs are still working, my head feels likes its on the other side, moving in and out of another place. Seeing rust hub and then another. I can't make images, gonna drift out-

Monday, April 3, 2023

The comfort house


It was going to be an ordinary gig. Get in, get out. Maybe that guy is enough to be trusted to pay the bills to even have a roof over the head.

Couch Gregor, a freelance body for hire. Has found an opportunity to work at Bobby's Upholstery as a full time employee for the frontman and odd jobs. A bastion for destitute golems.

Bobby, the human seller of the finest furniture.

What a choice, yet he's unaware of what his boss Bobby has to offer other than the job, other than what happens behind the showroom. It's a dark side.

Will he get out of this alive?

Can you trust that smile?

Monday, December 5, 2022

Ky's Chest trick

(Pec play.)

Castella, the casting couch, struts in. She does not give a damn. As she knows that it's her duty to check who's below her.

Asheal grins, the wheel chaired agent had a grin. There was a new bodyguard.

C: "Mmm, Honey What's this?" Castella grins back

Ash: "I found a jolly good match. From the junkyard comes a golden diamond. Do introduce yourself."

"I'm Ky, Kyros. A rehabilitated foreman. Made flesh and into the body of a mini excavator. I'm meant to serve Ash and his dignitarie along with the flows of attention in check. This is a contested spot. You know the deal."

Asheal, brought a bottle of root beer. With a most smug expression.

Ash: "He's also my lover, a win-win if I must say so. Please Ky, Can you show me the trick?"

K: "What trick?"

Ash: "It took us forty two trys to get it right."

K: "Oh, F*** it."

Ky, The giant of the room, has to kneel down to get it right, if Castella noted. There were redness coming from the silicone of his cheeks.

Castella eyes light up as Ash brings the cap of the root bear between Ky's pecs. he flexes them and like magic. The cap is a crushed piece of tin and flutters down the carpet.

K "Such an object, urgh."

Ash "Carbon woven chest of muscular fibre, it's quite a conversation starter."

C "Such a performance of your toy Darling! Pleased to meet you Ky, I assume the process of hiring him was smooth. Crown Jewels'n all?"

K "I'm not a toy, Queen!"

C "Do pardon my deliciousness then."

Ash "Yeah, Had to give an eye as a deal with by the Golemancer. He's back to normal for the time being."

K "Yeah, thanks for that."

C "Now, onto the deal..."

(Note to self, draw Ky Bigger)