Nuclear
Timothy glanced at the half-open door and what stood behind it.
“Not the chair!” He begged.
“Beg all you want, my decision is final. You went nuclear with your disobedience. Time to fry that brain for good!” Veronica smirked.
She dragged him inside, turned on the juice and no one heard from his mind again.
I write many pieces with music playing in the background and sometimes they’re relevant to the plot, and sometimes, they’re not. Today, the former trumps the latter. I as listening to Mike Oldfield’s album Man on the Rocks when the song Nuclear started playing. Video below.
Now you probably remember this song from another piece of media, namely the E3 2014 trailer for Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain. If you never saw that one, here’s a chance to do so.
It’s a shame that while the game play itself was amazing, the game as a whole was not, an incomplete mess, but I digress. You’re probably wondering why I’m showing you all of these when the piece as a whole has nothing to do with it, right?
Well, it does because if it weren’t for the song, the word nuclear wouldn’t have been stuck on my head and since it did, I thought it was only fair to reference all the things it evoked on me. “went nuclear with your disobedience” was the first sentence I wrote and I actually like it a lot. As for being completely brainwashed by electricity and whatnot, hey… don’t you love dark fantasies? I know you do.
Full of Shit
“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“Why am I naked?”
“Your uniform is dirty.”
“Why is it dirty?”
“Ask our current President.”
“I’m asking you, but what’s he got to do with this?”
“I told him yesterday he was full of shit and he didn’t believe me. Now, he does.”
The General gulped and turned on the heater.
So… I’m not American but I don’t like the current President of the United States. I don’t, okay? I know he has a lot of supporters but he’s the kind of person I just don’t… well, I’m not going to type everything that’s on my mind. I don’t like him, pronto.
Having Alexandra play with him in dirty ways has been a theme every now and then and this time, this piece came to be. Yes, it’s as dirty as it gets but this is satire so don’t be offended by it.
However, it the imagery is stuck in your head right now, I apologize.
The Seed
“I’m sleepy…” Mark said.
“Sleepy as in entranced, mesmerized, hypnotized?” Janice asked.
“No. I’m tired. It’s late. Look at the time…”
“… through here?” She dangled a pocket watch.
“Are you trying to suggest something?”
“Me?” she grinned. “you’re the one with a hypno-fetish.”
“I never said…”
“… but you’ll remember it, tomorrow.”
“And so he did.
One of the known psychology techniques to influence a person’s behavior is to ask him/her something when they’re tired. It can also be used to introduce new thoughts in a somewhat subtle way. Granted, my text wasn’t that subtle about it but the point stands. Even a fetish can be nurtured this way if one knows how to push the right buttons and even uncooperative subjects may find themselves being slowly brainwashed into accepting things they never did.
So… if you have a hypno-fetish yourself, the million-dollar question is. Are you sure the idea was yours to begin with? I hope you had fun.
Time to Get a Cat
“Eeek!” Lance screamed.
“What’s wrong?” Natalie asked.
“Didn’t you see that mouse running just now?”
“And you’re afraid of mice?”
“You’re not?”
“Nope.”
“I think It’s time to get a cat.”
“Okay.”
“That’s settled then. Let’s run to the.. Nat, what are you doing with that pendant? Nat?”
“Just relax…”
Lance meowed at her feet.
Every now and then I think of getting a cat. I’m a dog person but there are far too many stray cats around here some of which are just plain adorable. If my dogs allowed it, I probably would have adopted one by now but I can’t do yet because I know they wouldn’t get along.
I went shopping earlier in the morning and one of those cute strays was hiding under a car, a small rat’s carcass next to it. I assume it was the result of a hunt. I had mice running around the house last year. That cat would have most likely taken care of them in no time.
With both felines and rodents on my mind, I wrote this silly thing. If you were a pet, would you want to be a cat or would you prefer something else?