Vision of InnermindA Story by Midsummer's Pint 4hours time and finished in about 7h. Just that comment in the start made me wrote this one. Sci-Fi, action movie, end of story being the start... well you determine what it is.. crossover of shorts? I would like Midsummer’s Pint to do a sex tape…. *köhköh* *coughcough* oh, well maybe i would be the director, superviser,------------------------------ "Hi it was nice to see ya guys *look down* well Johnsons needs to be intact i presume? so there's the backroom to get some ease up... best for the best... and could you please tell those sweetlings i am not gay and happy.. "Yeah they know that but hey you are the boss and we do have our part to do, Right?" uum.. well umm.. okay if you say so... just remember being save is everything though glad that you are leanient so... go for it this time... just.. not the orgy with Roman theme... they say the Mesopotamia had good themes. Be good and choose from them... all is set as you like... but as we promished just pure filming, real voices no psychedelic music because, hey the theme is Mesopotamia this time... do your backround work.. so not too much hankeypankey..? Huh, it sure is hard to set stuff so that it goes straight to online... and money comes of every tried connection even hacked will pay... because... i have better hackers with me... bwaahbwaahbwaah... Maybe i should do some studying of how to present one self as straight guy... gals seem to this day go away from me... what must be so irritating in me to them to do so... hmm.. maybe this online connection to my privy room "Dailylive of Mr Pintish aka Midan Core who is straight.. you do know it right?"... Hey me sweet... how was your day today? 'purrpurrpurr* well you seem to even care for me.. maybe you being so good robotcat truely can turn of people.. adamantite slashing machine, feline ferocity... and of course futuristic umm.. well you will se it to night... is it right sweetie.. is it? *being madlish, you are dead, you better be kidding or..*-stare.. Oohh... okay it was just exaggeration because well women these days are merciless... you know.. and you surely is pretty smooth metalled cat and all... *robotcat leaves.. you hear stuff been gathered...* Miuaw, miauw meow... grrll.. murr.. graul.. she says... so lone again... what it is that even her kind can just leave me and... "alert alert... your room has been breached.. have been breached we don't know how long we can... saaa* ...voring you exploits are ya? now they will see how big c**t are ya... We.. Anti-onlined Life Organization have infiltrated your system. Your next job is... It should be right there now... There comes this this... of f*****g f**k... face going up for the laughs * darned good... >> Yes your Mission is to give this hero of all... good men of the loincloth before i gets you... You know his traits do you? well he's been doing so much much practise in your jobplaces that i think those hacklers of your’s? well, they've turned to quee.. um.. to the side of honest citizens.. of this wondrous.. lets not be joking.. f*****g awful place which you've turned it... some irrelevant text .. Okay so your objective is to be... sexbeast trying to or.. you have to f**k him before he turns to his animalself again..oh wait other way around.. now he has but few robotic intellected membrainic... oh-- that's too much for your lacking brainpower.. So we be seeing.. you in the offline... Tryy-- or better be natural... >>> Well... how to get closer to a robot with animal instinct of a predator in climatic needs...What should i.. or how should i.. i... those eyes... they seem to get redder and redder.. soo... ^Without nothing to do our deranged afterworker gets what he needs... or well surely needs... And he advances.. taps his shoulder says... hmm.. he's to be death now... never ever say... "I would like to not hurt you from there.. have any lubricant...." because they have automatic system to extrapolate when they get penetrated... f*****g jerk... whaat... the robot... no way.. it it... *not to be said too...*^ *whispering* Hey you big man... have you not have your share of your bosses big guys who you have the taste for because they've used you to exploits of getting people obedient and without any own thought.. I know there was those in my company too but i got separated from them because well.. they turned on me.. they came to be persons in clad metal.. ad i've been monitoring them but it seems i've been tricked tooo..... I wouldn't like to rape you so i guarantee for you own room, what pleasures or needs or both you have...... they will be in my name be yours... let do some havoc to these antifuckers... are you in? There was once a story of a inspiring young jap named Heinrich an Smittels but nicknamed as Serge the Sarrge (extra r for purrefect). His most important mission in his life was to get his robot done and it's most important part to be squishy butt with very luxuriously lubricant of it's own to not get guys dick done for.... (there was this hazardous after effect in which these poor fellows who tried to rape him would be most sore to try to do so.. and well this individual was imperfect because he got pleasure of it but then he would go unoperative for over hours.... so work was to be done.... 'booms, places going ablast, certain death..* Must safe myself.. poor unperfect machine of mine hope you will get what you need.... This video was downloaded in him in corrupt way... to this robot who was to be exploited.. saying he was the perfect machine for getting people obeyed.. so far all these workings had been nothing... even his creator's needs had been demolished from his operative section... This none good for even a f**k... he seem to be legit with his promise... There must be something sinister in his plans.... i will get to it and crush him... Then came the moment... he turned animal and lost himself... and sank to the bottom of his innercore.. deeper, deeper... Oh, how i'm so happy that Serge The Sarrge was the one who done kitty for me... and he was so frusterated with his specimen for being so weak... not so weak any more i can say.. but must stay alive and be predatorrished... *predator theme playing ones mind...* ...... .......... .................. ______________ ________________ ------------------------ ------------------------- ****************************** Hey... He all he just came to... He seems alright... but he seems to... get the stuff running... now... we will loose him... go for it.... ^Horrid dreams... how could i be attacked by robot of rape intent.. and whattafuck was this sexorientated online-server like survivors but real life way.. f**k it.. but what have i been taking... and i seem to lost it again... ****************************** ------------------------------ ----------------------------- ______________ ___________ ............... ......... .... ^Alien Breed game going.. there is but survival.. glad that i have my back save because of that looney machine who have raped all the alien looking monsters... and i hate to admit it but sex fore sure is the meaniest weapon in the world.. Not to say about his raw metal plate coating to be the full force weapon.. it must be something which enhances his sense of feel... He's not been a mistake, not a failure but seems Serge didn't see those small details because he wasn't operative then... but must say he must be the masterpiece...^ It seemed that base had been infiltrated... And all this havoc has been made by Serge the Sarge's archrival Abarrk Botttish. His most desirable intent was to exploit every f*****g movie cliches of cats and when all those movies and their copies had been destroyed his objective changed to kill those who doesn't like kittens before dogs... But his mind was going like his inventions "The Sexy sounds from drums - how to feel orgastic without sexistic implying of feel...“ >>> Then he had the contact from these crazy people who liked to live real life and have sex with the natural way... It sounded like the the... what was the name of this weakling.. Who managed those online orgy in live filmed sexvideos... such a shame... he would've get everything and now he well get to be downed with sex.... of rape, bdsm, sensual bliss... well not to say they weren't intresting tho... Ma'Honey was this places the most sensual desire for him. She had it all, curves, intellect of measure to his own... but to get close to her... it had proven to be utmost hard.. hard as his c**k all those times thinking how to slip... umm.. but then she would look and i be blushing like a maiden of blooms... And so my objective been to kill this fellow whom i don't know but so it goes with casual sex too... >>> .. .... ______ ------------ ********************** "He is very delirious... what he's been taking..? nothing in this chart explains this but a tumor in the brains? perhaps but this is something bizarre... He's been saying words from the now in the top three named "Malazans on the run.. the Bridgeburners from Hell have united with the Bonehunters.. all will be lost if not for..." - Yes it is quite horrible told but the inner workings seems legit and the feel of how things get together.. and... -Yeah just so... but i can't play it because of my work.. if only my boss wouldn't have this tracing system.. i could play besides working as fulltimer at home... -same that it is but.. hey you could come to play it some time... some gaming and you know.. whinks in certain desireful way -but you know i'm not bi-sexual... well.. i'm bi-sensual you do know it, right? - yes i do know and that is the reason.. we could explore those borders... and find out........ ******* ------- ___ .... ... Fishy Log was named so because his original name had been... too hard to say and well he was so fishy person always like sleeping like a log... never awake, never to do anything whatsoever... His backround from the outerlook through those hanging rags told neglect of personal need to be human... he had this horrible looking... underwear.. longjohns they said them to be from older times. He seem to have his nose on the paper and scribbling something... but no one had gone so close to see because he had his horrid feel... So
Fishy Log.. being stubborn survivor from this organization who said to
anti.. something.. Organization had destroyed his only leed to find his
true heritage. His belongings were only stuff which seem to get nearer
and nearer to them... but now all those had been stolen or burned..
and...well does life have known meaning but pen and paper... Some outdrawns of the Gamemaster's next game... how to get to the operation room of this fellow who has this network of information going.. he new he had this secret work as one who monitors all...but never gets his loving thing.. absurd as it is but women are so turned off from him although he has done but good to all those sexual or sensual persons who've been ordered to be killed in sight by his excellency Licchey the UnLynx.. Whom which greatest desire is to have all people hail to his god his believes, having mausoleum beside old customs churches those weaklings... Fishy knew better than to go against him. Though it didn't matter because he didn't believe even himself.. Was there something or someone to save him from his slumber.... Meow meow.. growl growl murr murr.. meoowww. Kitten?
no that isn't kitten a real one but it's feline feature, that metallish
look... It had to be Serge The Sarrge's most admired work. She had it
all to give to her master... and that man had ordered and explained
those needed.. umm.. services... to have in her. Yeah, those were the days as apprentice.. if only i had known how my changes to Mr Ointment worked, he had this awful oiley, crumpsey material which would never work... So i got it reanalyzed so that selfmakin' system be making it feel real as a fuckhole should.. And those minor code changes.. i made it so fool prove and to a external chip which wouldn't be found in bare or microscopic measures.. Hope he is well... But this kitten i need... hopefully stray cats aren't so bad to take care of.. no care for... Heyy... come to me and live good purrrified life... you'd go with me... good... _______________ -------------------.........-- ___________*******------- .... He's in coma now... he's not gonna make it... he's.. aura is so... energy is...sucked from him.... what we can do is to let him be in the coma... pain killers won’t do because his state is so even painkillers wouldn’t do it... poor fellow... who ever he is... --- ...***---*** ------------------/ ------------- /----/_/----/ Fight for your life.. stand up for your life.. no backing now... feel it feel it.. moove et moove et moove et... In the midst of fighting... there came the feeling.. something was wrongly wrong... then the sensation came to him.. -these machines were the opposite of Mr Ointment.. Brutal, not caring, not intellect. He who had done these were weak copy machine with his own short comings... and i know where he is... Must go see him... Now he is most likely came to his senses and is coming to beg for his life.. He surely must do so... I make my robots go save... What those underlings are being pushed off.. How.. why... those switches were to make them unoperative only by me... what tha.. umm.. delightfulness is she.... to get meself me favourite drink.. Bloody Cat Haters-drink.. with real flesh of those who’ve been hurting kittens... such pickeled taste it has too.. must be new recipe.. must ask what those ingredients are... *crashing, women screaming* My appriced missie.. oh if only i could save her but i'm so weak to this sensation of... aahh.. delight delightful features getting bruised.. some whip.. some... ooh... *footsteps sounding alarmed.. then knock game.. who is there and...' What who is trying to be polite to my door... now come forward and i will make it so that you won't be going from here anywhere... (maybe it is missie.. uuhooh..) There came bang, there came the boom but no buffing though... such a shame... >>> I've come to ask you some questions and you will answer before Mr Ointment comes... i wouldn't like to express my fair the wells to you when he gets to know that you were the one who fixed him.. Would that be Nice? I presumed much.. because he has mission and it is to follow me and my tracks... this time i got away from him just by inch.. but now he has your robots against him.. i'm sure your robots will learn to love him... So what i do want to know is.. who are they? robots, humans mausoleum guys? who are they? I won't wait your answer if you play with me on this... i might give you escape route.... >>> [they had talk and when all was to turn dire.. they were saved by certain someone named Ma'Honey Gutlash.. feared amongst men for her lack of tolerance towards toilered wantings... her poo was her poo not some stoolsampler's excrementing who didn't know what was the real thing for real.. She had known Man of Many Named Fools as fearless and loitering fool who was always on the run.. Then came the day when his plans got paid and as one of his keymembers had been taken as the one being in charge of this clumsy man who had fallen for her...well it surely was to expected.. but it was so that they had met long while back.. because he was so cute blushing and that c**k.. well mornings would be desirable in meaning too... Well her orders had been taking care of this fool so that he wouldn't change his machine’s old fashioned outer system.. who would think in this age that switch should be? well he was so naive and that he is now too... Well i will give her one time then leave him to rot.... but i sorely need some fool to be trained.. yes maybe boss will agree... if i make some footage of them.. yes thar's it...] Licchey the UnLynx wasn't happy..
though he didn't have such needs like being happy. There was to be
sexless world without lust.. without... anything filthy like those roots who weren’t but metal with no brains an ulterior motives... Now though something untolerable was happening.. This guy with many fools.. he was fighting but not getting killed... You have been fighting for your life you won't get through with it... you won't there's so many rusty pots to be fighting with him... He won't he won't he won't... he is to be exterminated like those friendly daleks said in the very popular series in which daleks was to save human race from the timelord who was but guerilla guy with terrorist mind and sore loser using Timemachine to get away... such a buffoon he was.. but daleks got him in the end and humans were saved by extermination.... oh what a wondrous thing to happen... Surely by now.... what TV isn't working... piece of c**t...and i found it from some assfucking slave of this this fool of a man... But now he's been saved from this foolness of these themed orgies in web... such a sinful was that to see.. Young male persons trying to have fun when it should've been cold emotionless nothing which it turned out to be when i changed their allegiance.. they won't be that way in no way... for him.. but will be brainless wall of flesh... i won't get harmed so easily.... Well they all will learn my believes and full meaning of those.. in time... in time... Fishy Log.. was alert. To infiltrate to this big mausoleum was no trouble.. such a fool’s job it is... like all roads get you to Rome... that is such rubbish.. but here it goes just so.. Every cornered dead ends give way to go forward.. Eyetricks.. being in such angles no one would see them.. but being above it... child’s play... He had befriended Kitty and she had told her tragic leave from his master who had not come to look for her. But then she had seen something strange in the alley and seen cat... male cat.. and well,. iit got me.. it felt so much better than with master... i won't go to him any more... are you F-Log good in this catty style.. if then i would like you to be my new master... Well
that went easier than.. well that position has been my achilles heel
because of my weak mindset telling nothing in it you must do... and i
don't know whom from i've carried it with me... So i didn't lie by saying it to be practise field but i surely would do it with fierceness of the male cat... Then she had found from that real cat that there has been exorcists from certain mausoleum exterminating cats.. and he fierceless feared for his life... If but someone could stp this.. maybe he could make kids with some nice catwoman... She had left it that and have been aimlessly looking for her now ex-master. Stumbled upon her new master who would be so mucch more... and told him who was the mastermind who should get killed before that horrid thing will stop... They debated over simple matters.. how to be save, how to infiltrate there.. how... but in the end they realized that they would not go anywhere to do something so they left to get that mastermind killed.. though Fishy Log knew he would not make it being so weak as a person... They had come to a room.. after the maze of sorts... It was so easy to know where were the traps and those with weren't but that door... it went straight to him... who... Then happened so much in one moment.. there was this big robot with fiery red anger dem robots otherside of the door.. The look of him made him tremble.. Had his code do this... was it been breached after all those... Before Catty and him ended reacting... those robots had already been dealth with rape...it was horrid to see how much pleasure he got from each of them... and it seemed he was getting more berserk all the more... But after all those robots.. he turned to Catty.. who was having those moaning sounds... which pussycats had when saw the most desirable companion.. maybe i'm poor master after all... There
was big boom and every corner of the roof got downed... that robot with
his lust only got saved to.. and started f*****g Catty to... oh holy
f**k... Then someone whispered “He is alive yet, i will deal with him but you should tend to Mr Ointment.. you will have to be brave and assfuck him..either that or Catty and you will perish... i changed few chips away.. so when he gets to full berserk.. he knows but foes.... Good luck with the assfuck. See like it as Catty... then some muttering about so that was the way she would've liked it better.... oh well.. this is for the best.... So.. he was to assfuck his masters creation.. whom he had implanted those chips of which one was to make him stop after few enemies...but now there was only way to stay alive to f**k him... as long as.. Quicker than Lightning, Slicker than Flasher Gord and Brutal as Bruid the Asswicked.. Seconds, minutes... the joy, the... whaaat,,, straight i am... but this.. i should've made female person for meself... if only master had not been so into me... Then was the scream of ultimate pain... it was though more like shriek in the end... lastly that person croaked.. then... nothing... Nothing? He realized that both those robots had their share and he saw the chip intact... it had had come whence? it was in good shape.. like it had not been found and... Who is this man who who.... Then it came to him... It
was one of those days when there was to selection.. Only the prettiest
boys were taken and there were those measured as nothing but trash.. rest had been
given to guards to play with.. But he had been either.. He was weak from his mind. His self was in his innerworld’s visions where someone from the otherside was having hardtime too but it seemed he had no immunity towards this deepness... in a flash of light.. Guards had been taken down, and one woman was there too.. They talked it over and over that only those who had their strenght would be taken with.. But the woman after useless chanting said... but what about that robotmaker friend of yours... would he take him for some time so we could find him better place... they had agreed and thence he would know bliss about life with... He was that man with the woman.. He wasn't like the man who was seen as the head of the... he was adamant, sturdy.. and he liked to whisper to the ear.... "It is over for him.. i had some footage of him having sex in my secretly unbeknownst place to others but all the same it is mine and he had good time with women and mewboys.. well he had a theme "How to be surrounded by utter lustness.. and theme had been wrong and he had some drink... so... when saw those... and well... certain picture.... well you stay with them i have place to clean up..." That time I thought itwas the vision something which related to this man.... but my thoughts... i lost them there and then... i fainted... All was well.. studios were intact and some of those attackers had been testing how them worked... well if breached.. turned on system which stored material for the policeforce as livefeed... and well.. i had clean places to go... Business as usual.... ...... ____....---******-:::;;:::___- Where am I, who... i am.. how i can’t open my eyelids.. why.... `..he came to. He.. such a miracle... but how... he was so certainly to be dead but now.. there's nothing left of him being ill.. Whatta F**k.... ______________________________ I had a vision of a future where some mystic person was.. something and there were robots and they had weird needs and,... Boy do not be making stuff. It isn't enough that you are ill but to fake something like that... Let it rest and try not to overexert yourself.... There after everything is blurred.. and vision sends me disturbing images.. i was to do something.. anything...thence my life was illness and visions... i'm sure i lived more in visions of mine than real life... One day i didn't came to... I had visioned myself as a man of many fools faces and thence as..… © 2015 Midsummer's Pint
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Midsummer's PintManse, Pirkanmaa, FinlandAboutOn-off kinda writer.. fewer written stuff in engish but lately on that side have been fruitfull stuff going so i've inspired to do some.. like. kinda.. yeah.. more..Writing
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