Hypnotic Climax
The Umbran Witch approached the defiant angel and stomped the floor. The servant of Paradiso’s platinum head rolled nervously until it faced the right direction.
“If you want to learn how to talk to a lady…” he heard. “… look into my eyes.”
The Eyes of the World shone with feminine splendor and balance was restored.
Today’s little snippet is, once again, inspired by the world of video games. I went with Bayonetta. I really like the series, especially the second game. If you’re somewhat familiar with the series, you’ll know that, although she’s a hyper-sexualized character, she’s also a strong, independent, kick-ass one as well, not the kind of person you want to mess with because, if you do, chances are you’ll lose over and over again. Having enjoyed my time with this universe a few years ago, I use it here in a bit of light-hearted fun. There are lots of references hidden in these 55-words and I promise you they all make sense at some level, although I did take some liberties when it comes to the lore in order to make the overall concept work. If you don’t know the game’s setting at all, perhaps this one isn’t for you.
Simulation
“Warning, mental shutdown imminent! Please press the ‘abort’ button,” the computerized voice said.
Vernon complied and felt relieved when the Simulation Chamber’s door opened.
“For a moment, I really thought I was going to succumb,” he declared.
“But you didn’t, right?” Trish asked.
“Of course not,” he muttered as he crawled to kiss her ass.
When does something virtual become real? That’s a tricky question, isn’t it? I’m not going to pretend I know the answer, I just wanted to play a bit with the concept in today’s piece.
Captured
“Dude, that’s a mermaid!” Jeffrey screamed.
“I know,” Damian nodded.
“You have an actual, living mermaid in your swimming pool!”
“I sure do.”
“But how? How were you able to capture one in the first place?”
“I wasn’t,” he shrugged.
“What does that me… oh!”
She began to sing and they both sank into surrender.
Today’s snippet was written with a dear friend of mine in mind. She’s actually a mermaid in disguise but she only revealed her secret to me and… hmmm, I probably shouldn’t have spilled the beans, right? Oh well, if she sings to me later on and makes me edit this post as an act of contrition, don’t be surprised. Have fun and until tomorrow.
Obviously
“Where are you going?” Vivienne tapped her foot.
“Going out with the guys. It’s Tuesday, my day off,” Bob replied.
“It’s actually Monday, brainwashing day.”
“You told me Monday was yesterday!” He protested.
“How could have I done that if Monday is today?”
“What day is tomorrow then?”
“Monday, obviously,” she replied, locking the door.
No, there’s nothing wrong with Time! I mean, why would you even consider such a thing? I honestly don’t get it. Seeing a lot of people hate Mondays, I decided to write about someone that loves them.