From 9a4da6d21e2aceca57d0158f449e50e55b2a4b49 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Alison Watson Date: Sat, 4 Jan 2020 00:00:08 -0500 Subject: [PATCH] add some random crap that was laying around --- notepad/jelkuza.mdwn | 124 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ notepad/rainbow.mdwn | 12 +++++ 2 files changed, 136 insertions(+) create mode 100644 notepad/jelkuza.mdwn create mode 100644 notepad/rainbow.mdwn diff --git a/notepad/jelkuza.mdwn b/notepad/jelkuza.mdwn new file mode 100644 index 0000000..0cc1e61 --- /dev/null +++ b/notepad/jelkuza.mdwn @@ -0,0 +1,124 @@ +[[!meta title="3r3i43o"]] + +i was always a skinny boy, + +in the news i heard of a new method of eating, it was a supplement of sorts +that would give you all of the nutrients you'd need + +being interested, i bought some. it ended up being a lot tastier than i had +imagined, the flavour was something like a mint with some zest. the "pills" +were rather large, but they dissolved so easily it wasn't a problem + +anyhow, after doing my usual morning routine, i went out. i was in japan, and +today i needed to go home.i went out to drive over to my workplace and.. + +i noticed something strange while driving. it always seemed like everyone was +in the wrong lane. sometimes there were people going forward in the left but +also in the right. while others were going back in the right... + +soon the world started spinning. my thoughts were absorbed by the impact. + +somehow I had managed to jump out of my car, although it was already too late +for it. the world was still spinning, so I quickly ran into the closest +building. + +inside I noticed it was a factory, some kind of small, run down one. i went +over to near where a ladder was, and put my hand on a table. there was a gun in +my hand. i gripped the gun tightly. it was a revolver, seemingly a very old +one. i decided not to question it, there wasn't anyone in sight anyhow. +everything was covered in rust. + +i climbed up a ladder, and found myself soon on a ledge. very high up. a man - +of very short stature, he walked in to the building, talking to himself about +something. soon he noticed me and said, + +"Hey, there's a way to get down from there pretty easily. there's a ladder +right next to you." + +i obliged him and slowly climbed down. soon we were talking and he made a +gesture to my gun, I kindly handed it to him. we talked for a while about old +commercials we knew, products we loved and wished would come back. he told me +this was a jello factory, the last one still worked by hand. + +eventually during the conversation i noticed he didn't have a voice coming out +of his mouth, it was entirely through his lungs seemingly. there was a machine +strapped to his torso i didn't see. the world was still spinning. + +i asked him where i should go, but the words didn't come out of my mouth before +a woman walked in dressed in red with high heels. she escorted me away, slowly +walking down the sidewalk. + +as we walked away i heard a bang in the distance. i cried. + +eventually we made our way to a bus stop, but i just parted ways with her. at +this point i couldn't remember my own name, much less where i was going. + +eventually i ended up in a bar. there were some guys smoking cigars at the +front of the bar (it was L shaped) and I talked with them for a while. they +seemed to be nice fellows. + +soon I found myself recruited by the Yakuza. in this strange turn of events. I +asked one of the guys if I could taste his cigar while he was lighting a new +one. i did. it was delicious! + +I asked how much it was, to which he replied "15,000 USD." well, guess I +wouldn't be smoking those any time soon. + +behind the bar was a nice enough looking fellow who had been rolling cigars the +whole time we spoke. i asked him, "do you got any cheap ones"? "give me the +cheapest you got." + +he did, indeed, the whole pack only cost 3 bucks. nice. + +i made my way outside. in my purse I had a gun, a pack of 10 cent cigars, and a +burn phone. there wasn't really anything else, all of it fell out into the +sewer as i was falling out of my car. + +thankfully, the phone they gave me was quite nice. if I held the volume-down +and a secret button hidden on the front flash, i would access a nice program +for checking my hit list. + +i walked down the barely lit street, pitch black at midnight. i took a few +turns and suddenly my target was before me. well, there wasn't a single person +near by, so I just shot him. + +my gun was suppressed anyhow. + +i took out a cigar making my way back and lit it, my expensive lighter was the +only thing left from before my fall. it was fucking delicious. so fucking +delicious I questioned what the point of $15,000 cigars was. + +anyway, I made my way back. they were convinced I was some kind of genius. +anywho, I got in. at this point I just needed money, considering my identity +didn't matter a fuck at this point. + +i wende and i whan from place to place, doing dirty deed after dirty deed. +eventually, one of my gigs was in a mall. i had plenty of time to do it, so i +decided to go get doughnuts. + +i did. they were delicious. as i left the store though, around the corner from +it, i felt a sensation in my back pocket.i quickly grabbed the nearest person +to me by the balls. caught him red handed. + +we made our way back over to the doughnut shop, and i forced him to buy me some +chocolate glazed doughnuts. he kept fidgeting trying to leave, but my groin +exploding attacks kept him from. + +eventually, he paid, and I let him go. the maidens whomst worked there asked +me, "is he alright?" "yeah. he's just got to take his meds. no problem :)" + +a woman with a baby was at the next register to me while i was checking out, +and i smiled. a maid at the place asked me if i wanted children. "yeah, " i +said, "but I can't. my womb doesn't work, and we're still searching for a way +to fix it." + +the maid was saddened by this, and went back to her work. i left the store, and +made my way to my target. being a transmasc enby, i was kind of insulted that +people still in 2040 didn't acknowledge my existence. i guess i looked too +femme today. + +the target was after a very long hall with tons fo people in it, leading +outside. there wasn't a soul here, since it was very late. just me, red lights, +and a strange kind of outdoors area, abandoned. + +so, I sabotaged the power supply, to something, and made my way back. diff --git a/notepad/rainbow.mdwn b/notepad/rainbow.mdwn new file mode 100644 index 0000000..48712de --- /dev/null +++ b/notepad/rainbow.mdwn @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ + where is the rainbow + it's somewhere here + i see it in tomorrow + today i feel + where is the rainbow + all its colors + its carefree + its flow always + i want to chase it again + and be like myself + i see the rainbow + and toward it i run