Just simply a "Game Bible" of sort that I feel like I should publish on here. Based on my own Clay Pawns.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vT5-Grkx3aeTTFhYU9gFVO10mgZnYpu_I-vh9I4Pmt7WGAdo5z1ACIYcVYjAFezEmb8uPyky_Z1Znlb/pub

Took a long time to do it, but I decided to retake the pictures of my clay pawns, with much better lighting like with the first ones I made. Can't do it to all, since I gave some away.

Well, here is the board game that I am publishing to the internet, or well at least the rules. The Leaders, Wonders, Army types and the rest I have written down on textcards, so I will publish those later, maybe. I don't have them with me right now. Also, sorry to posting the rules in separate listings, just as I was making the game, it was a mess to go through. Already I am never going to make a game this complex again, so here you go. You can make your own clay models, or just simply use paper with notes, or pennies. Go ahead be creative, I kind of used this game as an excuse to make some clay models of famous architectural masterpieces. It's pretty much a combination between Catan and the official Sid Meier's Civilization Board Game.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vR5yrtBqGGI7tHHMEdt5mBP24ewP6rx1SbibeCfAngupcqsOZ9pv1VgufJzSKqV1-CccamwqL3HsDYX/pub

https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vTU1NZx_tU-u0IgGMMYvP6tMoA2wxrN692w9PlXaFG_Fdrt9OVVCr4GZtnBPvmwuUMYSPZ8eaNvJLhm/pub

https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vRuEqiEvb5new9UEsXmFx9wsQlhmwlR3aPysM_wHz3vwm97ONuHG023ZZ6839NHEPKs7G5GbM874hIh/pub

A teaser for a sequal to a fanfic I already wrote, that I may or may not write.

Thomas the Tank Engine went into a station, unlike any other, was actually a meeting hall that’s right next to the tracks. Outside the carts, coming into the meeting hall was Captain Falcon and his gang led out by Kirby. 

The first three groups were already there, and Kirby would introduce the 8 new characters, “Hey everyone! I brought new friends who also survived the Corruption! Now all we have to do is wait for the Game Master to arrive” Kirby yelled in an upbeat and welcoming voice. However, as Reimu had seen that Yukari was one of the survivors that were brought in there, she immediately spoke up and took out her rod. 

“HEY! Why is that hag doing here! May I remind you that she was the one that started the corruption back in my world! She was the whole reason that me, my friends and I were corrupted in the first place! I knew I never should have trusted you!” Reimu yelled.

“My my, what hostility. No need to go so low as to call me a nasty hag. I had as much trauma and depression as everyone here” Yukari responded smugly. From there, they both yelled at each other, until Lucario was able to pry them apart.

“Look, no need to argue. You may not trust me Reimu as we have only known each other for a few days, but her aura seems to be… purple but not red. Yeah it’s unusual, but it could be a sign that she’s simply neither good nor evil.” Lucario explained.

“That’s what I thought, until she and a bunch of other yokai decided to allow the Subspace Army to invade!” Reimu yelled, as both she and Yukari would continue arguing, as Captain Falcon and Kirby would try to calm things down, in addition to Lucario.

Sailor Jupiter saw Sailor Venus as they both were relieved, and they hugged. “MINAKO! I am glad you made it out! I thought that you were dead when the whole merged existence would collapse.” Jupiter said.

“Me too. I thought that once the vital would have no effect after a certain, and you would be a member of the Neo Black Moon Clan forever.” Venus responded.

“No worries, I was lucky that Nina here was able to cure me just before the vital effects wore off. But it’s nice to see another Sailor Guardian make it out” Nina overheard their conversation and was glad that she saved someone from being corrupted rather than just saving it, only to be wasted and have no effect. In fact, Jupiter turned to her, as she came up to her “Oh yeah, and here she is now.” Nina blushed a bit, but she nodded and was happy to talk.

Meanwhile, Shaggy and Scooby Doo saw there was a buffet, where they saw a bunch of the gang there. “Come on Scoob, like there’s enough food that we could forget about this whole Tabuu mess!”

“Right on Raggy!” they all came to the buffet, as they all started to get to then see Homer Simpson. 

“Hey… you seem pretty skinny, why are you here at the buffet, did you smoke too much weed? AH HAHAHAHAHA!”

“Like, man you’re one to talk. You’re drinking beer right now!” Shaggy responded, as Homer was indeed drinking 5 bottles of beer at once, as he opened his eyes once Shaggy said that. 

“Well played, since we both love food, I challenge you to see who can finish 50 burgers first! Whoever wins has to help the other settle in!” Homer said

“Like, count me in!” Shaggy said, as they both had 50 burgers, went to their seats and started eating. Scooby Doo gets distracted, as he sees Pikachu sleeping on one of the chairs. The dog took curiosity over the mouse, as he was about to touch Pikachu, sparks appeared from his red cheeks, startling Scooby Doo. “RIKES!” Scooby yelled in fear.

“I suggest you stay away from my friend here. He tends to hate being woken up, especially if it’s a surprise.” Samus says, as she’s in her Zero Suit. Scooby backed away from Pikachu anyway, as the bounty then asked him another question, “I don’t mean to be rude, but where’s your owner, I mean friend.” Scooby saw that Shaggy won the contest while Homer was trying to eat his tenth burger, but was already tired. 

As Scooby Doo knew what happened, he came up to Shaggy and licked his face. “Aw Scoob, thanks for congratulating me!” Homer was just delirious that he can’t eat another burger, crying about this.

“You really are a total moron, you should have known that you would lose this bet!” Samus told Homer, with him looking, and then crying.

Later, as both Simon and Talbain met eye to eye, they already got into a fight, as from their stances. “I thought that Morrigan was troublesome enough, but to see a werewolf here just boils my gears. I bet you want to start the whole Corruption all over again and resurrect Tabuu.” Simon said.

“Dude, I was a VICTIM of the Corruption, just as much as you are Demon Hunter! Although you seem pretty strong for a human though. How about we take this outside.” Talbain responded in a threatening way.

“Sure thing, let’s get out and see who’s stronger. I will warn you beast, I will defeat the darkness”

On the side, a more friendly conversation happened, where Ness was with Lucas. “So… Do you like baseball?” Ness asked.

“I never heard of it, sorry I spent my childhood without any tech. But I would like to try it out if it will help me get over the loss of my remaining family. But I don’t know how to play.” Lucas said, feeling depressed and a bit shy.

“No worries then, Mario can teach you how to play. We can just invite him over since he has been thinking about playing sports to get over the same issues we all are having!” Ness said in an optimistic manner. 

Then as soon as they were about to ask Mario and head out, the doors shut down. Lucas and Ness tried to get the doors to open, but they wouldn't budge. Then a shadow appeared on the stage, revealing to be the Game Master himself, with his hoodie and a black tie that shows he means business. 

“Whew, sorry that I was late, I had work today at my part time job. I invited all of you here for a reason. Since you know, you all are survivors even though you I did technically help you out but that’s besides the point.” He said casually, although not much of the characters are like this.

“Um… May I be excused? I was about to face this red human looking robot in a duel, but I can’t since you blocked out the exits.” Crono interrupted, as Zero simply looked at him and smiled.

“Heh, well it’s not like you were going to win. I am too fast for your speed.” Zero responded.

“No. I did that because I have something that I want all 39 of you to hear, and 43 if you include the legionnaires beside Trajan. Now, I want all of you to sit in a certain order. Of course with you Thomas, my favorite character from childhood, I will find a way to make you able to do human things after this. Well I want Spider-Man in the first corner since he is the oldest character, then both Shaggy and Scooby Doo next to each other, Lupin III, and Lum to represent the 70s, or 60s in Spider-Man’s case” Game Master said, as then Spider-Man asked a question.

“Sorry, but why are you saying we are the oldest despite the fact that most of us are teens and that one young adult?” Spider-Man asked

“Yeah, are you insulting us or something?” Lupin III added

“You just got on my nerves! To say that I am old especially for the darling you refuse to make into clay!” Lum said as she was sparking with electricity. 

“Calm down, I am not saying you are literally old. I am doing this based on the individual debut year in my material reality. You all should be aware that you are all fictional characters right?” The Game Master said, as the five just sat down in their assigned seats angry.

“Well I don’t want to waste anymore time, so now it’s time for the 80s, starting with Mario. In this order, I want the characters to sit next to him in this order: Skeletor, Bowser, Link, Zelda, Samus, Simon and Deedlit. And oh boy, the 90s. Yeah, there’s a reason I separated them, early 90s: Homer, Captain Falcon, Sonic, Sailor Venus, Kirby, Sailor Jupiter, Mega Man X, Zero and Nina. Now the late 90s: Terra, Mog, Ness, Morrigan, Jon Talbain, Crono, Pikachu, Reimu, and Banjo & Kazooie. Finally, for the 2000s: Isaac, Yukari, Ike, Lucas, Lucario, Glaceon, and finally the only 2010 character Trajan and his four legionnaires. Heh heh, I could have Trajan be the first since he’s the only one of you who’s actually real, but he’s dead. Now, any questions?” The Game Master took a long time saying this to get the order right, as everyone sat in a specific order, as Ike raised his hand. “Ah yes, the Radiant Hero, how may I serve you?”

“Yes, I was wondering why you place all of us in this order?” Ike said.

“Good point, I just like sorting things or in this case people into certain categories. Now you Homer.”

“Well, could you make a clay model of at least Marge? And Bart. And Lisa. And Lenny, Carl, Moe, Barney, but not Stupid Flander. And not Grandpa”

“Sorry Homer, but I am not going to make any more clay pawns, as I have other art projects that I want to focus on that have nothing to do with you. Although, I did thought about doing Moe but I went against it in the end”

“If that’s the case, did you at least consider my sister?” Ike stood up in a threatening manner.

“And make that double for my whole gang” Lupin III said

“Bring back Sailor Moon!” Jupiter and Venus yelled in unison!

“I want my family back!” Lucas yelled

“You better bring back my henchmen or else!” Skeletor demanded. And soon more demands filled up the room, as up the his lungs, the Game Master had enough.

“QUIET!!! Look, I don’t have enough time, I want to do my own thing, and I want to have less clutter, besides, I can’t fit all of that into one box. I am going to make ONE, just ONE more clay model. I am not going to say who it is, because you will all riot no matter who I say it is. Maybe I will make a second if you are REALLY lucky. But just one. Sorry, that will mean more clay models I will have to do. Besides, those characters are still in your memories. So why don’t you build a monument to them and hold a funeral? I’m really sorry I burst out, but what I said is true, and I don’t want to be a hoarder. I got enough stuff as is”

Everyone is silent, and that is all there is. “So anyone else has a question, and it can’t be about clay models. Yes, I know how it feels to lose someone dear, but we have to move on to this situation.”

“Well then, who the hell are you? And why did you bring us here?” Lupin III raised his hand.

“Whew, an intelligent question, and from one of the smartest people here. This should have been the first question asked to be honest, but I will carry on. I am just a loser who is stuck with his parents looking for a job in an unstable situation. I believe this is what caused the Corruption of Reality to happen in the first place, but I was an apprentice to Master Hand in making my own game and by extension worlds. I practiced making my own, which I hopefully will go back to. And I brought all you here and had a hand because you all are my favorite characters in all of fiction. Also I will answer two more questions and I will leave you all to your own devices. Oh, you, Zelda, what is on your mind?”

“Are we technically immortal?” Zelda questioned

“Yes, you technically all are, and have eternal youth as well, now you got me anxious about my own life. Well, one more question, I want to wrap this up now.” as he would see Trajan with his hand up

“How are our lives going to be like going forward?” Trajan asked

“Excellent question, I don’t know. But I do imagine you guys living normally, but with fighting tournaments once in a while, like martial arts. Don’t worry, you can’t kill each other, and once you defeat one, you turn into a clay pawn, and you can resurrect with ease by touching the bottom of the pawn. Well I got to go now, but I hope to see you guys soon enough!” The Game Master said, then “One more thing. *snap* okay you can walk without rails Thomas, and all on equal paying field. See yah!” Then the Game Master teleported.

“You know, I feel weird that I can go wherever I want now.” Thomas said.

“I know what you mean, I’ve seen weird stuff across my superhero career. But what do we do now?” Spider-Man asked

“How about first we honor our loved ones, make the monument, and then let’s have a quick attorney to see who’s the strongest,” Crono said, excited over this. Everyone agreed, as they all went out to do their thing.

To be continued… maybe

After seeing the reviews on this art piece, I decided that it was not good by Newgrounds standards since it has 2.5/5. So I post it here on my blog instead. Expect with more art pieces, as I am trying to get better, and you can expect photography on here as well, since that too is not allowed on the Art Portal.

If there is anything that I love more in my life is playing video games and writing fanfiction. I have just finished writing a fanfiction about my all-time favorite characters from the Powerup Fantasy series going through a journey, and I plan on making a sequel that I hope will be much better. Sure I should make more original characters, but with my characters, I just can’t stop along with those figurines that I have just bought today. It’s already 5:00 am, so I better go downstairs and make myself something to eat in the public kitchen. Have been experimenting with baking as of late, since I need better eating habits as I went days without food. 

Something just hit me now, as a thought occurred in my mind that I can’t leave my room. I realized that if I were to do so, then that means this house is no longer mine, and my landlord will kick me out! After all, I forgot to pay for my rent on time. Having to look for a place while homeless is a pain in the ass, so I have to figure out a way out of this mess. Sure I could order someone else to deliver something, but I am low on money at the moment, and I really want to get another job where I can work remotely. At this point I sort of gave up since most of those job listings are just fake. Why do they have to do this to me! 

As I have spent most of my money on toys beforehand since I have a bit of a shopping addiction, I ended up focusing on saving my money for when the next rent comes, along with what I owe. For now I think I will focus on trying to get another job.

After 10 applications, I was rejected from all of them. And it’s all because I don’t have “experience”. Like what the actual fuck! I can’t go and get that “experience”! Like where can I get it! Plus the fact that I had to get the job to get the experience and vice versa frustrates me! I still scrolled the internet and searched up for more jobs with my skill sets to see if there is anything that’s available. But here is the problem, after hours of looking up for anything that I could get, I decided to give up for the day. I checked my email to see that I have one notification… It’s from my landlord. I clicked on it to see what it is, to read the following:

Mr. Springdale,

I have not obtained your daily rent of $5,000 this month. If you don’t comply by the end of the month, I will remove you from your house. and the police will escort you out! You have been warned! This goes double if you leave your room!

-Blackrock

Great, now I am really desperate to get out of this situation. I can’t make that pay, even if I manage to get a job by today, I don’t think I will be able to pay my landlord back. In the end, I decided to call my sister to see if she has any money she can lend me. After some ringing, she texted me claiming that she’s at work. Then I decided to call my other sister to see if she’s willing to lend me a helping hand, and of course she is busy with her college midterms, and the same would be for my brother. No, I am all out of options, as I then slammed my hands on the table many times, as I decided to try getting in contact with a lawyer to see if I could get one to help. I still have my phone out of course, and I typed onto my keyboard to see if anyone is willing to take my case. I looked online for a couple of minutes to see that the fee of an average lawyer costs about $230 per hour. Why did I try this when I should have known a good lawyer is more expensive than a pot of gold. Sure, I could have one of those public defenders, the only problem is that they are absolute shit! Then I finally had an idea, and I took out a pen and took off the lid, hoping that I could push it into his eye.

A few days later, I was right at the doorway prepared to stab my landlord’s eyes. I am looking forward to doing this, just some payback for the money that he made me spend on just staying here. I stood there for a few minutes, but nothing came. I was confused, I thought that this time he would come over by now. I decided to check my computer really quick to see what’s the deal, to then find this out: he sent me a letter,

Mr. Springdale,

I am to inform you that I have changed my mind. You are allowed to stay here, but everytime you leave, I will be charging you another $100 each time you leave the house. In addition to that, I will be charging interest. So every month or so the price will go up by 0.8%. So do the math and you figure out what you owe! How are you going to get out of this one you slob! LOL!

-Blackrock

P.S. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that I know of your plan, so you’d better have a gun prepared, oh wait, you don’t have one! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Does this asshole really need to write down his laughter?! Now I am truly a hikikomori at this point! I can’t get out, and worse, I don’t think I will ever be able to pay off this debt! I should call my siblings again, but the only problem is that I have not been on good terms with any of them, and the only reason I have called is just because I was THAT desperate, and I was going to beg instead of asking nicely. I don’t know what to do, I prayed that I may have a solution, but nothing happened. I was afraid that I might lose my home and my stuff if I don’t do what I have to do. I still have to look for a job, but I CAN’T FIND ONE! I started to cry, as tears ran though my face as I laid down onto my bead. Then I heard a knock on my door, and I got up to see that it’s a close friend of mine, Mr. Wells.

“Hey Springdale! Just paid for your rent. I already had to deal with another problem where I cracked the screen of my console. Just hope that you are doing alright!”

The sight of him made me glad that I at least got to have one issue of mine fixed, but I am not sure what I should do?

This is meant to be a sequel to the Corruption of Reality fanfiction that I have written a while back. Sure this is bad, as this is basically my first draft and is poorly written like the story before, more as writing practice to get myself into the habit of writing everyday. And while it is bad, at least I wrote it without that abomination that I refuse to mention, because you all know what it is. Of course it's uncertain if I would continue this, as I got other projects to do.

Shaggy and Scooby Doo both went outside a portal along with Captain Falcon, Lum, Talbain, Mog, Sailor Jupiter, Glaceon, Nina and Isaac, through the Blue Falcon as it then lands on top of a cliff after some time, as Yukari Yakumo closes up the portal behind. Scooby and Shaggy were the first out as they were already afraid of their company going out to eat. In response, Captain Falcon called out to them saying they should calm down, as they don't know what's even out there, in addition to him reminding the duo that everyone else all worked together to survive the corruption. They both calmed down a bit, at least being glad that the Captain saved them when they were in another world chased by a demon serving a villain in an anime fantasy world. Isaac remembered that, as it was at Weyard, as all four villains he fought joined as one to rule the world. Lum was told that they could not save Ataru in time, and felt guilty for abusing him while she was corrupted. She considered herself lucky to be cured in the first place by Nina right before it became permanent. 

Nina comforted Lum, as she too felt sad for losing Ryu Bateson as he became a servant of St. Eva. Lum still felt depressed about this, in addition to losing her friends. Sailor Jupiter too felt the same way, as she, like Lum, was also cured by Nina, as she wondered about the rest of the Inner Senshi as Atsugessho clones, in addition to Chibiusa becoming Black Lady after the SCP Foundation Raid. Mog would come into the conversation, as he said that knew what it felt to lose friends, as before the Corruption even started, he would find himself the last of the Moogles after Kefka destroyed the world. Although he admits going through this a second time in some ways desensitized him. Yukari also felt said that she had to absorb Ran and Chen into her soul just so they won’t get corrupted, and went along with the corruption for the time being, as she could get corrupted herself, or mind controlled by the invading forces, and eventually, she decided to simply destroy Gensokyo just to prevent more suffering eventually, just when the whole multiverse collapsed after Tabuu’s defeat.

Talbain groaned, as he just said that he’s simply glad that he managed to get out of dealing with Pyron and Jedah’s world order. Mog and Nina told him not to be rude, as he should be thankful that he survived due to their help, as then Yukari teased him a bit about being grumpy, until Captain Falcon told the Gap Youkai to just leave him alone for the time being. Glaceon saw in the distance what appears to be a pink ball with feet, as he told everyone in the group through his cries that it’s coming. Although Shaggy and Scooby Doo both freaked out at first as the latter jumped onto the former, it appears to be Kirby, who was glad that Shaggy was about to make it out. The hippie was relieved, as he remembers the fight with Tabuu, as the Doom Slayer decided to sacrifice his life to simply weaken Tabuu, and create three artifacts based on him, and the other two through his willpower to spread across the world, and told Shaggy to run, and save his best friend. 

Captain Falcon was at least glad that they at least have connections to someone in this new world, although everyone else in the group was concerned about whether they should even trust this creature from everything they have seen. But then something emerged from the distance, a man in a hoodie, but he had a surgeon mask hiding his face with two cartoonish eyes and a Power Glove on his right hand. “Good, at least my final additions to the roster have arrived, and it’s a good thing you came there Kirby to greet them. It was hard introducing you, Lucario, Zero and Banjo & Kazooie to the rest of the group, as they assumed you were minions of Tabuu. At least having X there made a bit easier, and I hope it will be the same for this group. Good thing I have you Kirby to bring them here.” The masked man said. As usual Shaggy and Scooby Doo were frightened, as then Sailor Jupiter questioned who he even is, and if he even had connections to Tabuu, as Lum joined in demanding with anger where is her darling.

“No, I hate Tabuu and everything he stands for with my gut. I am Master Hand’s apprentice, as Kirby and Shaggy know who he is since they have contacted him since he told them about the corruption as a last attempt to keep Tabuu sealed with SCP containment. Of course, Kirby then eventually Shaggy escaped, and, I am not going to bore with the details, but Tabuu was destroyed by a group of fictionals much like all of all, and Master Hand saved them while they were trying to escape, and I would eventually make “Clay Models” of all of them, and eventually of Kirby’s group, then you.”

Mog got frustrated, as he then demanded to know how the corruption even started in the first place, and demanded to know what the “Clay Models” even are, and what he would even make them. Jon Talbain butted in too, frustrated that his life with the children was interrupted and why would this mysterious figure even need to make them.

“AWESOME! I knew, and was actually hoping that one of you would ask this question. I always loved making figures out of clay, and it was a hobby of mine. I was frustrated with myself thinking about who I should make out of clay. Dang, I should get to the point. Well, I made clay models of you, the fourth group recently, and the previous three groups. It’s doing this that saves you all from the Corruption of Reality, and the collapse of the Multiverse, allowing you an escape to material reality. All I have to do is wait for my mother to bake you in the oven, solidifying your existence and place in the material world. And something a bit irrelevant, but some Univeres never dealt with the Corruption, like the Warhammer Universe, where there are barely any good guys around, and for this reason Tabuu never bothered with them.”

The group just stared at the mysterious person with confusion at the last part, but understood about the clay models, it’s a huge part of how they survived in the first place. Lum right away wanted the figure to make a clay model of Ataru, as many other others joined, as Yukari wanted two of Ran and Chen while Isaac wanted at least his mom. 

“I know how you all feel, but if I did that, then I have to do it for everyone, and I have a life outside of making Clay Figures. Besides, I kind of want to make my own original stuff, as none of you are in the public domain in the material world I am from. Look, just make friends with yourselves, I have read it before, with at least the first two groups, so just make the most of it. Meet me at this address.” He said as he used his glove to summon a paper which he decided to give directly to Captain Falcon.

“You will meet the first three groups along with a talking train. I also made a clay model for him along with yours since he escaped with the first two groups from the collapsing multiverse. Yeah I am sorry this seems like a combination of weird, creepy and depressing to you all, but try to have some hope. It takes time to go through grief, I understand, after the explanation, you all can go to the monument that the other 3 batches have made and add your loved ones there. Gotta go now, I have other stuff to do. One more thing, you can call me the “Game Master” for the time being” He said as he left to handle other stuff.

Glaceon wondered how he’s going to live without his trainer, and how both Scooby Doo and Shaggy are going to solve anything, as that thought went away as they began to hunger for something to eat. Then Sailor Jupiter noted that they should go to the Train Station nearby, as Kirby himself noted it, as then Thomas arrived with the 2 and 6 cart from the NYC Metro at the station. Kirby led them there, as he would then explain the tank engine about them, and how they can actually be trusted. Thomas nodes with his face, and allows them into himself, understanding about the new arrivals and the fact that the meeting will take place for more info about their collective situation.

To be continued… maybe

This time I wrote a story that's supposed to be a "parody of a parody" based on my favorite Simpsons Treehouse of Horror segment. While the first part is actually based on what happened to me, so it will be obvious when that changes, so enjoy!

Journal Entry, September 21, 2026

I have no fucking idea, that putting my gaming device onto the slender square table right near the doorway next to a plant was a good plan. My mother warned me an accident would happen, and it did when I was walking around, and I accidentally tripped on the power cable, and suddenly, the top screen of my device broke. I have no idea of how to repair any electronic, and I was afraid that I might fuck it up. It’s already bad enough that I have ordered some repairs for the lower side, as the shell broke, and the right screw is now worthless in holding in the console along with the fact that I even got a cover shell that did not even do its job right. Yeah, I could get someone else to repair it, but I can’t wait that long since I already wasted so much of my life in a shitty school, of course that’s a different subject for a different time. 

I don’t want to go too deep into this story, because it leads to a situation that many would not even believe is possible, or at least the people I used to know. I would go outside on the same day to a retro game store way at the tip of the island of Manhattan to see that they have none of the types of handhelds I have, nor do they do repair to it, or anything related to it at all. It was a bummer and a waste of time, since I got a strap bag for the console there, along with a game that I now have to move the save data on digitally before actually getting the game. On the same day, I decided to go to a game store to get the replacement handheld from there, only to find out it was $500 to get the version I wanted. So I had to dip out, and one more store nearby was already closed, or was closing, so I had to leave, and maybe I will go back there tomorrow.

I went to sleep early since I wanted a better screen and to transfer all of my data onto my newer console that I was about to get. Once it’s morning, I was able to go to the last store, and I would buy a console on impulse for about $325, tax included. As soon as I got home, I decided to figure out how to start the process. I had to take a break to make myself a quick lunch and to hang out at a friend’s house for a while since I have not seen for a while. After I went through the whole process of transferring everything onto my other console, although with certain games, I had to find a different way to bring them back, and I can only bring back some of them, and of course I was stupid enough to delete save data for a certain game, so I guess that’s that. I decided to tinker a bit with the code, and I went outside to take some fresh air, and I went to Astoria to hang out with a friend, since he has gotten a new fighting game I would like to try for myself. Of course I don’t intend on ever getting it, so I went there for a bit, plus it’s been a while since we hung out.

On my way home during the nighttime on the subway, I was a bit tired, so I decided to just relax and put my feet onto the seats. I was on my phone looking at the news on social media, because, well I don’t trust the mainstream media since they often lie about what’s going on. While I was doing that, just one stop away, two cops went up to me. “Hi there, we just want to have a word. Get off the train so we can check you out” One of them said. I have an intense hatred of cops, and I always mock them, but I complied anyway, well because I just don’t want a hole in my head. I missed my train, and I'm going to be home late thanks to these assholes. I did not say anything since I was so intimidated with both the social, legal and physical power they have over me. “Don’t worry, you are not in trouble, we just pulled you off because you should not have taken up multiple seats, that's all.” WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK! THOSE ASSHOLES PULLED ME OVER ALL BECAUSE I TOOK UP MANY SEATS! That is the stupidest reason they pulled me off! There was literally nobody else in the cart, I was the only one in there along with one other guy who just didn’t give a shit. I should have said ‘Am I under arrest’ or ‘Can I have a lawyer’, but I was so afraid that this did not come to mind. And of course getting angry would lead to a nasty situation on my end. “Do you have any identification with you? We would like to see that.” One of them said, I had to take out my wallet, and I gave them my disabled metrocard at first, but they rejected that, until one of them saw my Medicaid card. They just took it right out of my pocket, and we had to wait for about 5 minutes for it to be processed through their machine, and I would get my card back once the process ended. “Alright then, carry on, just don’t do it again.” They said as they left the station, and now I am just plain angry that I have missed the train, and I am going to be late going home. 

Once I got home, I just decided to continue working on my modded game system, as I would eventually find some weird program online that I did even know existed within the modding community, and I would check in the message chat to see if anybody even knew what this software was, as apparently, I searched it once, and there is barely any search results related to it. Nobody had any idea, and all of them told me not to even install in the first place. Although I should listen to the experts, I was very curious to even know what this software even does. I installed it into my Handheld, and soon enough, it brought me to a screen where I tap in any date. I was uncertain of what to make of this, so I decided to tap in a random date being June 12, 1620. I pressed start, and a whole bunch of sparks started to fly off, and I still had the system on my hands, and a flash appeared. I blinked, and the second I opened them, I saw that I was in some sort of psychedelic hole with colors that I can’t describe, which could cause the human mind to explode, but I would say they are bluish-reddish with a bit of yellow. With all of this seizure inducing lights, I was overwhelmed. 

Thankfully it was just 5 seconds, as I would find myself in a forest, as if the software itself was some sort of magical device. No, I refuse to believe that such a thing is even possible. How can something like this even act as some kind of teleportation device! I was so scared about what happened, like how I was going to get food or where I would sleep during the night. I was glad that it was still daytime, so I decided to look around, and walking across a river, I would just find more woods on the other side. I walked for a bit to see that there were actually a few ships, and there were Gallons and a few rowboats. I might in the revolutionary time in this country. Oh… I don’t think I had a teleportation device. I think the app must have been a TIME MACHINE. Great, now that I am stuck in an era where electronics don’t even exist, and worse, the people here will be suspicious. I decided to take a short walk to try to relax and think of a way out, and soon enough I got bothered by a fly that won’t leave me alone. I squashed  it by chance, and dammit those bastards are hard to kill. Then sparks can come out of the console yet again.

Journal Entry, Date Unknown

I thought I was going to be stuck in the 15th century forever, to then see that I was right where I was last time. I guess all of this time travel stuff was bullshit after all, since I did have some shrooms just to calm myself down right after I broke my console. However a series of beeps came along, and came the announcement right out of my laptop, “ATTENTION MR. WELLS! IT’S TIME TO GET YOUR ASS OUT OF YOUR HOUSE AND GO TO WORK!!! It’s not like the stock market is going up any higher on its own!” The woman on the computer said, and I could not believe who it was: It’s that ugly woman that I used to bully back when I was back at middle school. I never knew that I would end up under her authority. I pinched myself to make sure that it was real, because I was really hoping this was some kind of nightmare. But I felt pain, so I think I should just do what she wants out of me. Now that I think about it, I DID remember killing, so maybe that tiny minor thing must have caused this massive change in the first place. Well I can’t go back now with her there, so I guess

“SIR YES SIR” I yelled out once he got off the intercom, and took the subway onto work. Once I was on, it was cramped as hell with people pushing each other just to get to their destination at their jobs. So pretty much, nothing’s really changed except that I am forced to go to work everyday through legal force rather than simply just through simply having to pay rent. After that I just sat in my cubicle just editing some boring design documents. Just like that boring part time job I had. Of course once I was alone of course I decided to go online and search up pornography of my favorite fetishes, something that I want to get out of, but hey at least it’s better than doing this bullshit every hour with no breaks. Eventually, through the intercom came an announcement, “Attention all employees, it’s time for the annual icebreaker game! This is to increase productivity and create a greater family!” the voice said in a nurturing, yet kind of disturbing tone.

We all had to play this game, and God, do I have to tell you how much I hate icebreakers, since they are so childish, and I will never understand why careers even do them in the first place when they don’t lead to anything actually productive. My boss started the game, and she was none other than my high school guidance counselor Elyssa Anders. She’s just a massive bitch since she forced us to do pointless things here and now in this timeline. “All right, I can see that productivity is low in this sector. Sorry for the inconvenience, but since some people here were either too busy doing their work or focused on catching other moochers. We have been letting a few through the strainer as of late. The point of this program is to catch those few who escaped our notice.” she said. Great, I think I am fucked, and I don’t think the consequences are going to be good. I have to look for some kind of excuse to get out and use that time machine app once again. “Alright Pizzo, you go first, tell us what were you last doing?” 

“I was counting all of the profits from the last semester, so we can make sure that we can reach record heights this and future semesters.” Pizzo said so smug and proud, and gosh I already want to punch that stupid goober in the face, and he’s another dork I knew back in high school. 

After a while of everyone telling their pointless actions, it would eventually reach me, and as Elyssa looked in my direction, she soon asked me the question, “Mr. Wells, I see that you have something to share. And you better have something this time, as this is your last strike! So do you have anything to share?!” She yelled in an annoyed manner. I was petrified, as if her voice had the same effect as Medusa’s eyes, shivering in cold fear. I looked up porn, and now I wish I at least did a little bit of work so I can come up with a good lie, but I can’t. I guess I should tell a bad lie and hope they will be fooled by it at first so I can buy some time to go to the bathroom. 

“Well, I was um… Calculating the numbers in our trans-galactic strategy in how we could send some supplies to Uranus because we could fight against them terrorist aliens trying to destroy our kind.” I don’t know why I was thinking that, as I don’t believe that humanity in this timeline actually went off to space, and everyone in the room all started to laugh at me in a mocking tone except for Elyssa who was not amused by what I have to say.

“Mr. Wells, do you think this is funny?! From that ridiculous story, it’s obvious that you didn’t do any work at all! I bet you have been wasting your time looking up those illegal sites, have YOU!!!” Yeah, she seems mad, like mad mad.

“FINE!! I WILL BE HONEST HERE YOU CUNT! BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT?!! I DON’T WANT TO WASTE MY WHOLE LIFE DOING USELESS SHIT LIKE THIS! I WANT TO PLAY AMAZING VIDEO GAMES, AND I AM NOT HURTING ANYONE WHILE DOING IT IS THAT A PROBLEM?!!!” I yelled out in anger, as the whole room just stood there in shock. Elyssa was already mad at me, and at first I thought she was going to yell at me, but she said in a calm yet clearly furious tone, “Listen Wells, you already crossed the line enough already, and now I think it’s time that an order for some rehabilitation is now in order.” I do not like the sound of that, but I decided that I have only one option, RUN!!! I tried to sprint right out the door, and right away I was grabbed by all my co-workers. I had one of them holding me from behind, and , as Elyssa then said “Wells, you really think we are letting you dash off, especially since your job is the most crucial part in this business. You already let off many people with your internet browsing, and THAT’S what's actually a waste of time!”, then the police arrived on the scene. “Security, this is the slacker who’s been doing time theft.” She told them both, and they looked exactly like the cops who stopped me at the subway back at the original timeline when I had gotten the new game system.

“Look, we mean you no harm, all we are going to do is to simply just disconnect all of your emotional connections, so you can become a better worker.” One of the cops said. Yeah, that does not sound good. I bashed my head against the co-worker holding me, and I right away grabbed the closest chair and bashed them at the others so it would be easier to make my getaway as I then threw it at her. 

Once I made my getaway, the cops of course did exactly what they were trained to do, and more joined in along with their dogs. I was making through the hallways, and at every turn I was always being cut off by cops. Then I saw that there was a bathroom that I could lock myself in so I could get enough time to activate the time machine. As I made my way there as fast as I could, they all found me. However I managed to get myself at least to a straight hallway with all of the cops behind rather than from all corners. “GET BACK NOW, YOU SCUM!!” One of the cops said, as now they are right on my tail. I have to think fast before they apprehend me, but then I found in my sweater pocket that I had a can of cola and some popping candy, combine them, and then I can actually create a super drink to give me more energy! Man, that was smart, so I quickly opened both products, poured as much pop candy as I could into the cola can, and once it seemed like it was about to explode, I drank it! Now I can move much faster, and I avoided all of the policemen! I locked myself in the single room toilet, opened up my game console and put on the same setting. I just hope that I can actually get a better future this time around, because I do not do anything like my original timeline or something worse!

Journal Entry, 2nd Time Travel

Now I am back in the 15th century, right back in the natural environment. I am starting to actually make the connection that maybe the fly that I killed might have caused the whole world to have this obsession with pointless work that benefits no one. I can’t think about the danger I was just in, I have to find a way out to at least to have a somewhat better future, or present to be more accurate. I decided to just go for a walk while keeping an eye out for any bugs or plants that may or may not be poisonous. I would actually soon encounter a trio of hunters with their rifles up at my face. I was not expecting to meet anyone at this time, having a heart attack, as I then fell my ass on a pile of flowers. “Tell me boy, who are you, and what is that thing?” The man said with his bearded face in a menacing tone, as from the looks of it, I can assume that must believe that I am a wizard, obviously as he never saw a handheld electronic ever in his life. But I have no time to respond, as then the device just zapped once again, and it brought me back to the present. 

Seems exactly like I left it, and I just hope that I don’t have the intercom telling me that I am late for work. I decided to go outside so I could find out what happened, to then see that nobody was in the streets. I thought this looked a bit peculiar, but then I made one sound, and soon a whole hoard of zombies came out of nowhere, from every corner. “HOLY SHIT! AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!” I yelled, as I went to my apartment, and used the time machine once again. I hate getting those seizures a third time, but if it means getting another future, then so be it!

Journal Entry, 3rd Time Travel

I went back again to the same year, and this time, I encountered those hunters yet again, and this time, there are more this time around. They all surrounded me, as they all are now more angry than ever, and now I wonder, how do they remember me, and why am I even here in a few seconds forward, like does the time machine even check the exact seconds? Never mind that, I have bigger issues here. The leader with an angry expression, the man from earlier , moved forward. “Now tell me this again, boy, and I will ask you one more time. What is that thing?” He said menacingly, and they all pointed firing squad style. I do not know what to even say with all the pressive of so many guns pointed at me, but I sneeze without covering my mouth, right at the leader. Soon enough with it hitting the lead hunter, he sneezed, and collapsed. 

“SORCERY!! THIS GUY IS A WITCH!!! LET’S KILL HIM!!” One of the men screamed in terror, as he too sneezed and collapsed, and the rest followed, and even the rodents, squirrels, rabbits, deer, birds and even the trees all started to die off in a quick manner. I gulped really hard at this turn of event, here just praying that the consequences won’t be that severe. 

Journal Entry, 4th Time Travel

I would find myself in front of a nice fairy tale castle just like a certain place where the mouse hangs out. Like wow, I was not expecting that. I decided to go in there to see it has all of the nice features that one actually has. With a pseudo-medieval aesthetic, a maid came over to me and gave out a letter, “How you do fair master, are you taking the ferrari to your brother’s funeral?” she asked. Then a princess would come down, and man was she so hot and beautiful. “Hey Mr. Wells dear, I can assume you prepared to head out right?” The princess said. So I have a hot wife, nice house and car, my brother dead, AWESOME!!! It looks like I have actually hit it big! Like who knew actually causing a pandemic could give me such a good future? 

“Cool! Anyways, what’s the latest video game release?” I asked, but everyone just gave a puzzled look. 

“I am sorry, but what the fuck are video games?” She wondered. 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I screamed once again at the top of my lungs, as the hobby does not exist in this future, so I rushed out the door and used the time machine once again. It may seem great, but the lack of games is a HUGE turn off.

Journal Entry, 5th Time Travel

I will just get to the point, as this is just getting tiring already. I went outside to the streets, as this timeline was the same as it was back with the second and third attempts, but I would end up encountering an army of military clad men in a futuristic style. I guess I am back in the same situation again with the hunters in the 1620s. “Mr. Wells, you are in violation of the Time Code Number 247, altering the timeline to fit your selfish needs! We order you to give up your Nintendo now, or face prison time up to 20 years!” The leader with a green visor and shiny navy blue armor said as his platoon. I panicked, but I held the handheld frim in my hand. 

“FUCK YOU ALL! MY HANDHELD IS MY MOST TREASURED FRIEND, AND I WILL NEVER LET YOU HAVE IT!” I yelled out. Suddenly, a blast from the sky emerged, and it came from some weird cloud-like creature, as it was laughing while it killed them in agony. With its massive eyeballs, it stared at me, as it grinned. I ran right away, as lightning tried to hit close to me, and the cloud even tried to drop blobs of corrosive acid onto me. I was lucky that I dodged every single one. I took cover inside an abandoned store, and I found an AK-47 lying around, a lighter and some oil. I picked them all up in case they may be useful at some point. Since I ran from that cloud, I might as well check out this future I saw that the skies were dark and twisted, rainbows were monochrome, tornadoes were yelling, rain of acid, plants made of flesh were at every spot and various monsters, just all of this looks like the kind of thing you would see out of a Mad Max movie, but Lovecraftian in nature. I would see some punk raiders yelling, but as the aliens like those in cartoons. Yeah, I’m so out of here.

Journal Entry, 6th Time Travel and beyond

You know what?!! At this point, I am PISSED. Like I have now gotten the TIME POLICE there to stop me from changing the future!!! My original timeline was SHIT, and I already had to deal with all of this CRAP!! SO I WILL JUST DO WHAT I FEEL LIKE DOING! I used the AK-47, and since I decided to go back to June 5th instead of the same year, I have a little surprise for those hunters. If my knowledge about this time period is correct, New Amsterdam should still be a small town, so I should be able to get in there and start a mass shooting. I was able to pass the wall of the city, and once I was in, some of the people stared at me with suspicion due to my mannerism and clothing. In this poor, almost medieval town, I fired flying metal balls of death, piercing through the flesh of the hunters. I would then grab the can of gasoline from my pocket, throw it at a house and light it on fire, appearing to be the house of one of the hunters. It would spread and burn it down to the ground. Good, because I hate those assholes for stopping me, and I hope I at least get a good future out of THAT! You may say that’s too extreme to get revenge on a few ignorant people, over the top or whatever, but if you are in a situation just like mine where you could get killed at every possibility, you would do anything to hopefully get a better future!

Now back at the present, I see that the future was not any better, because IT’S SHIT! And I mean literally, literally SHIT, as everything is made out of POOP! Except for the seas and rivers, which are PEE, and the air, which is FART! With the air unbreathable, with the worst smells combined, I could not even attempt to describe what it's like. This is just getting too weird for me.

The next future I got was just a whole world of sea, where I landed on an iceberg, with just the ocean for miles. 

After that, I found myself in a land of candy, you know like in a certain board game. It looks nice in principle since I can eat everything, but I don’t want cavities, and I already had to have a root canal once from eating too many gummies.

Now I find myself in a world where every woman is “beautiful”, with huge asses and huge boobs while their waist is as thin as a stick and having faces more makeup than skin. Much like those reality TV show hosts that are LAME! Then I got those beastly men with eight packs acting like they are cool, but they are the lamest shit ever. NEXT!

In the next future, I found myself in a circus tent, to then go outside to see the whole world to see a whole city that’s entirely a carnaval, and with buildings so colorful that it seems like it all can be seen for miles. I saw that every single person I have met was a clown, and they were also FEMALE as well. I walked down the streets, and everyone stared at me with evil red smiles. They soon all took out pies from their colorful hats. “Don’t worry human, soon you will understand the joy of being silly.” One of the clown girls said. I hit the time machine without a second thought.

Then I went to a future filled with fabric, as if it’s a dump for clothes that went out of style, reminding me of why I hate the fashion industry.

This is just getting really old, really fast. With this amount of absurdity going on, that has no logical sense in what I perceive in reality in combination with the constant seizures I keep getting, I feel like it’s a matter of time before I start to lose my mind! I would then go to a world where the apes have taken over, and then to one where this one man, being my principle from my late elementary years, is the ruler of the entire world, and then to one where living, humanoid eggplants rule. Now I am feeling like God is real, and he’s just being an asshole who’s putting me through this by his own twisted pleasure. Or I could just be in hell, and I must have done something really cruel to end up in this situation. Then again, I did kill those hunters back at New Amsterdam, so maybe I do deserve this.

Journal Entry, 64th Time Travel

With all of this insanity, the fact I still found time to write this in my journal, and recorded the timeline results just like the first one was a surprise for me. Maybe I can keep this so I can learn to take care of my stuff. I see that I have a much nicer apartment. It’s clean, well organized, the computer is compact, yet powerful, and in one shelf, I have all of my favorite characters of all time, all 27 along with some game consoles, other models, and below I have models of may favorite architecture masterpieces too like the Pyramids and the Hagia Sophia. Heck, I even have a nice view outside of the river, where it’s just endless woods. From the looks of it, it seems like my ideal future. All of a sudden, my phone started to ring, picking me up and being surprised. I then picked it up, to see if this timeline has a catch. “Hello, who is this?” I said nervously, as this phone was just there, and the fact that it came from this future, I want to make sure it was safe.

“Hello Wells, I was wondering when are you coming to the Halloween Party? You are already about 10 minutes late. I was getting worried!” A sweet feminine voice came from the other end, and I don’t seem to recognize the voice from anyone I previously knew. 

“Okay, I will come right away, sorry that I had got myself caught up with something I just invented today.” I replied back, I mean it is technically true.

“Sigh, caught up yet again in another one of your inventions. Could you be a bit more careful? Remember the last time you tried to invent a nuclear powered robot, and it caused damage in the downtown area?! Just get here now, and be careful the next time you create something new.” She hung up the phone. I guess I will give this timeline a chance, because from the looks of it, the woman seems to be someone who cares. I went out to say bye to my parents if there were any, and both of them said bye,  and they both said bye back, and with their usual voices, as I saw through the door that they are human and watching a movie. That’s a good sign at least.

I went outside to see that there’s a game store right next to my house, and they are selling the same exact game console that I have! Well that’s another plus in this future! At least I get to play video games on my favorite handheld. I rushed to the train rather than check out the store, and I would put my legs onto the seats, and seeing everything, it seems like I am in the future, just like in my favorite science fiction sitcoms. There were not many people, but what I saw was a bit weird let’s say and leave it at that. Two actual human cops would come by, and I thought they were about to lecture me, but they just said hi and went about their day. What a relief, I thought I was going to be more late than I already am.

I was able to at least get to my destination, and once I entered the house, I saw a woman who seemed to be wearing a vampire custom. I was out of breath, and I ran up to her, held her and yelled “WHAT COLOR IS THE SKY?! WHAT ARE DONUTS! ARE THERE VIDEO GAMES, AND ARE THEY BANNED?! DO WE HAVE HEALTHCARE?! DO ROBOTS DO ART?! TELL ME!!” I was panicking after my long journey, and I was desperate to know what the hell happened.

“Mr. Wells, are you alright! The sky is blue, donuts are still around, video games are as popular as ever. We have free public services, as you should know as you took the train. And no, robots just do menial labor, they don’t create anything. Are you okay?”

“Sorry, I had a long day working on my most recent project.” I said, yeah, those were all obvious answers, but I still was anxious with all that crap thrown at me. You can’t blame me for being worried about nothing can you?  “I will try to relax and enjoy the party, but hey you and everyone got nice customs, almost as if it’s real!” I said, and dammit they were.

“Um… We are actually demons, are you sure you are ok?.” Then I looked around to see that she was actually a vampire, and other monsters that I would see in movies, books and fantasy RPGs were there…

… Ah, what the hell, I always wanted to be friends with monsters anyway, and since this timeline has so many great things, I could just repair my game system at the store nearby if that accident were to repeat. I would go to the bathroom, and delete the time machine software, as I got a feeling that I would no longer be needing it. It’s been stressful, so I guess I can have a better time with some new friends.

THE END

Another story that I have wrote as commentary on what's happening today. As usual, giving feedback would be appreciated.

I was at a protest with many of my closest friends, on the warm sandy beach of Cape May, with the waves going nearby and a salty yet nose bleeding breeze, as all sorts of plastic waste are over the beach. A huge building with smoke chambers releasing gray smog into the sky was turning the sky into a depressing color of a light ash gray. Me and many other people have been seeing that the factory was releasing waste not in the form of green gunk that you’d see in cartoons, but a weird plastic liquid that looked slimy yet thick in a bright purplish color that can’t be found anyway in nature dumped into the sea, changing it’s very color from a clearish blue color. There I was with a sign saying “DOWN WITH PLASTICS!” as I got frustrated with how the beach was ruined. I used to go there every Saturday, although I hated swimming, I loved the atmosphere. I hung out there with my friends and went on the boardwalk every time hanging out at the shops or playing at the arcade. We would sometimes even do dumb shit like playing pranks by stealing the lifeguard’s megaphone and yelling out sharks to see everyone panic. Ahh those were good times, now ever since the factory opened up, everything has been going downhill. I kept yelling chants with my friends and the rest of the crowd, until I saw that a limousine would drive by the entrance, as a middle aged man wearing casual blue jeans and a light blue shirt came out. He has light beige skin, brown hair slick, and filled with spray and grease, and looked as hard as a diamond, and a face that all the ladies would fall for despite his age, with makeup making it smooth, much like an actor on set. 

He was on the stage, as he went to the entrance of the factory facing towards all of us, with a microphone in his hand to say a speech, “Hey people of Cape May! As a member of the community, I hear your concerns. However, you all know that we are among the poorest communities in the city, but the truth is we need to do whatever is necessary to build it up by gaining the profits that I, I mean the city needs so we can make this a better place. There would even be better jobs for all of you people, and best of all, they would have high wages and great benefits!” We were pissed off, because none of those jobs were meant for us, with the requirement being a PHD just to become a janitor for some idiotic reason. Plus we are in the middle of a HOUSING crisis, not a job crisis! 

“FUCK YOU BEFF MICHAIS!!” A friend of mine in the crowd said as she threw a glass bottle which the cops caught right in his hands. He was about to command the others to beat us up, as they all took out their buttons and tasers, but Beff held them back to then continue, “We could make all of you the exception, and I mean we do need more woman on the workforce, as we have been lacking in diversity. So those opportunities can be for all of you!” He said, as then he got a singer out, who was none other than pop sensation that blonde, hideous Tanya Smith, who is a corruption of what a woman is supposed to look like, with her oversized ass and boobs and a curvy and tiny belly the size of a penny. She looks more like a caricature than an actual human being. I hate that dumb bitch, and I always hated her music, but now even since she decided to become a spokesperson for Dinalo Enterprises, who Beff Michais is the CEO of I hate her even more than ever. Unfortunately, a bunch of my friends with me have been corrupted by her shitty music, despite that though, she was able to enchant them with her voice, singing a song to calm them down, and I will just explain the lyrics in my diary as in a nutshell telling the whole crowd that they are ugly, and they should just accept that they are inferior. You know, those kinds of things that are supposed to destroy your self esteem. At first I thought everyone was about to get angry and start to beat her up, but then she said, “Sorry that I have brought up all of your disgusting appearances, but don’t worry about that! I have this whole makeup brand that can reshape your face in a certain mold! Best of all, it’s all for the low, low price of $100 a pack! Come get yours while supplies last, and use it with the sludge and you will become even more sexier!” Tanya Smith said, as then all of the girls all suddenly were convinced so easily that they started to go berserk with their money out as they all rushed like a herd of cows to buy that cream. I was just there in complete shock, as how could everyone be that stupid and so easily convinced to buy into that scam! They were fighting over the cream just like on Black Friday, except this was two days after Black Friday. Seeing that most of my friends were fighting was disheartening, becoming the greedy consumers they opposed. I just don’t get how Tanya Smith was able to convince them about this bullshit so easily.

I decided to stand up to the crowd with clenched fist and gritted teeth, with me yelling at the top of my lungs to all of my friends saying “HEY!! WE ARE SUPPOSED TO OPPOSE THOSE PEOPLE! NOT BUY INTO THEIR BULLSHIT! IT’S NOT GOOD FOR YOUR HEALTH TO EVEN USE THOSE PRODUCTS!!!” I tried my best to convince everyone, but instead everyone decided to boo me instead, as both Beff Michais and Tanya Smith grinned at me, with hostile eyes, as if they saw me as a threat. “FUCK YOU!! FUCK YOU BOTH!!” I yelled to both of them as I gave them the finger, but then the whole crowd started to all gang up on me physically, as one punch after the other was pounded onto my body. With strikes feeling like actual metal on me, I only managed to escape and barely survive once all the crowd had gotten bored, “Ha! Later loser, we have places to be at! Those clothes aren't going to buy themselves!” One of the people said as she spat on me. They trample on me, viewing me as nothing but dirt, and it was not the end, as I would end up losing my leg as the limo Michais was in drove over my right. 

A day later, I had a cast over my leg, and now I owe the hospital $50,000 for sawing up my leg since it caused an infection. That alone is a whole separate issue, but I am not concerned about my own health. What I am concerned about is my community having to deal with the harm that the sludge may have in the future. I decided to head right out, although going on crotches is hard as fuck and I abhor them, but I can’t afford the wheelchair, so that will do for now. As I was trying to go outside, a doctor saw me in the hallway trying to get me out, he would come up to me and grab me by the back of my shirt, “Excuse me, miss I do believe that you are not ready to go outside. We just need to improve on your face before we let you go outside.” He said. The last sentence sent a chill down my spine, as I am now suspicious that Dinalo must have bought the hospital. I didn't say a word, as I decided to hit him with one of the crutches and proceed to move as fast as I can with them. “STOP RIGHT THERE UGLY CUNT!!” He yelled, as I soon decided to steal a wheelchair and zoomed to the exit as fast as possible while avoiding any workers, “GUARDS, CODE RED, I REPEAT, CODE RED!” I was able to get out of the door as fast as possible, but I would hide behind one corner in the white and clean hallways of the clinic, to see that there are still guards in one corner. Like shit, why the fuck are there guards in the hospital? There are just receptionists are the front, and many security guards who do surveillance, but this much is just fucken insane! I however noticed a room to my side as I saw that there was a clear window and a sign that says “Plastics Development” Just when I thought that today could not get any weirder.

My curiosity got the better of me, as I decided to enter the dark room, where just enough light was there to see in a dimly lit fashion. I walked to see the hallways of what appears to be a bunch of organs inside of tubes. But to see that they were increased in the same exact purple plastic liquid was what shocked me. I took a look at many organs, although I found that there was a pair of testicles there, and the look they had were they glowed a strong light green as if it seemed hypnotic, despite the fact it’s just a bright light. I decided to look closer at the balls to then see that there were apparently a few specks of dots. It sparkled like glitter, and I saw a microscope next to the tube, and it was the same for every single tube there, which I can assume is to save time to just look at what's in the tube. I decided to look into the microscope to see there being many particles that seemed to resemble that of the various depictions of viruses that I saw, except that they actually have the Dinalo logo of that of a Unicorn. I stopped looking and I later saw the tubes had hearts, guts, stomach, then I saw the brain, as the pink substances are actively being eaten alive by leeches, and certain portions of the brian are being eaten alive by the parasites from within. I don’t think I really need to look into the microscope, because just seeing that made me lose my appetite. 

Already I wanted to know why the hell is a lab like this in a hospital, and I already believe that there is a connection between the purple sludge, how my friends quickly changed and my situation that I am not allowed to leave, since I did not want to get a change in my face. Wait a minute, is sludge an ingredient to plastic surgery? Well, I knew that looking at all of those organs there was a mistake, as soon enough the guards caught me red handed. “THERE YOU ARE!! Looks like we got ourselves a runaway whore!” They grabbed my arms, but I took a while to see that these guards are actually the SWAT TEAM. This does not look good. I was brought to a room nearby with the same dark atmosphere, except that it has a tube, and I saw Beff Michais there, along with a fashion model who’s known for absolutely nothing, Park Poodaisyen. Great, she much like Tanya Smith is just another shitty celebrity with a cult fanbase, and she has huge boobs and ass, skinny waist and a face that’s more makeup than skin. She is the most hideous woman I ever saw, and I don’t get who the fuck would even be attracted to her. “Here she is, when do we do the advanced plastic surgery?” the guard said. 

“Just leave her here, and guard the entrance from the outside, just don’t let her out of here” Michais said, as those who caught me left. “Looks like we got the only one who did not fall for the influence of Tanya Smith’s jingle” Michais said, as he smirked on his face. “We will have to do the purple sludge influence then, if she was able to resist the spell we put into her song”. Listening to the idea of being dunked into sludge was something that I am terrified of, as I saw from the organ lab, I quickly went to the door to see that it was locked, and I kept banging on it as a way to get out. 

“Give up Lucka, you already are trapped. Come along now, we will fix your body and put you up to perfect shape, and all the men will love you.” Poodaisyen said, as she has been condescending. 

“Bitch, I much rather die then turn into a copy of you! Why the fuck are you trying to create those microbes, and forcing this piece of shit lifestyle!” I demanded as I was angry over the fact that the whole purpose was to create all of this junk just to eliminate what they view as hideous. “Just why the fuck are you doing this, you already have more money then you know what to do with in a million lifetimes, so why don’t you just be satisfied!” I then said to Michais. 

“Oh please, I just want to create a certain world. Sure, I am in it for the money, but it’s not my motivation, it’s Michais’s. Mine is to create a whole world where every woman is exactly like me, into hypersexy fashion models. Your town of Cape May was lacking in that, and I was hoping that I can actually help, after all, New Jersey is already a shitty state, and I want to improve it bit by bit, starting the penises of the man here who are not horny or aggressive enough, so we start inserting the plastic sludge into the balls, causing them to lust after sexy ladies like me and become mindlessly aggressive and competitive. I don’t need to explain about the woman.” Poodaisyen said, as then a tube opened up, preparing to encase me in the sludge. “Well then let’s get this over with then” I managed to barge hard enough on the door to let myself out, and the guards were beneath it. I ran out there, now with many guards after me. I got outside the specimen room, while crawling on the floor as fast as I could, getting onto the wheelchair they left out. I zoomed right past many things, now with many guards on my tail. “DON’T THINK YOU CAN HIDE! YOU MAY RUN, BUT WE WILL GET YOU EVENTUALLY!!” Poodaisyen said in the intercom. I have to think up a plan, and right now all I have for escape is to take multiple opioids at once. Let’s hope that it doesn't come to this. 

I managed to finally get out right through the entrance. Damn being in a wheelchair is hard enough, but with my broken legs, I don’t think I can steal a car, and they have vehicles, so I have to think of something fast. Then I turned my head one way to see that the guards were still on their way, so I quickly hopped onto my wheelchair and saw that I was on a hill, and Cape May was only a ride away. I decided to let gravity do its work and hope that I don’t end with worse injuries. Thankfully, I was okay when I got down with a stroke of luck that I didn't get injured.

I would then make it to my town, as air is murky, and the purple sludge replaced the water. I saw that the streets were torn up, with potholes and glass windows that looked like they were shot. Almost no one was there. I strolled my wheelchair to see if there was anybody there, but one wheel broke, as it crossed over a pothole. I turned around and I would see a bunch of mutated men with mass muscles, as if they were taken by steroids and their faces were beastly, as their faces were overgrown with ugly beards taking up half their face. I made my run, by making the use of my undamaged wheel. I was able to throw them off, as I threw my shirt and bra, and those savages went for that, so it seems like they track more by smell then they see. I was in a corner, seeing what my town has become, I don’t want to live anymore. I took out the opioids, and swallowed them at once, and I just hope that I die soon, because if this is how the world is going to end up, I don’t want to live in it. 

I may actually start posting my stories on Royal Road soon, including the ones here. I have to say this, as they don't allow plagiarism, so I am doing this just to get out of the way. I will be posting a new story soon enough.