Michael was standing there in the middle of the road, looking at the tornado that was winding and twisting around across the distant highway. It was almost as if it was sentient and attempting to escape from him. Continue reading
Once Michael and Jasmine had finished watching several hours of porn and satisfying each other, the little cat-girl transformed into a ball of slime and ‘reintegrated’ with the Nephilim’s body. He really needed her help searching for some sort of ‘Player’ or ‘Companion’ information sheets, but the kitten decided to take a nap instead. Continue reading
Chapter 45 will be coming out in about 46 hours from now. As some of you might have noticed, I was pretty sick this weekend and I was barely able to write or edit anything.
Ugh, I don’t even know. It’s gotta be the winter that’s getting to me? Well, it might have been a whole host of things that I’ve changed now. My toothpaste and toothbrush were both probably ‘bad’. I mean, I got a new thing of the same exact type of toothpaste and it tastes totally different from the old one… probably not a good sign. There was also a bunch of mold growing around where I was keeping the toothpaste, so who knows? My old toothbrush, I had that for like 8 months, and yeah, probably didn’t help.
Then there’s the fact that my room was like covered in cobwebs, spiders and dead cockroaches, along with more dust and lint that should ever accumulate in one place. I cleaned my room and hopefully that fixed some of the problem I was having with my sinuses.
However, the main thing is just that after I’ve been awake for around 12 hours, I start getting sick. Like, my sinuses go crazy, 10 times worse than they are normally, and it gets progressively worse the longer I stay awake. Unfortunately, I didn’t have any decongestants, so I couldn’t sleep and ended up staying awake for around… 38 hours or so. I did eventually manage to use ibuprofen, phenylephrine pills and one of those levmetamfetamine vapor inhalers to subdue my sinuses long enough to get some rest. That was like 2 days ago, but it’s something that happens sometimes…
Basically, I just need to stop staying up so long, because it just makes things so much worse lol. I always think “Ah, I can’t go to sleep yet, I need to finish the chapter!” and then I end up feeling like I’m gonna die and not actually finishing the chapter anyway, because my brain stops working properly rofl.
I guess the point in this post is just a warning to anyone out there who might be like me. Don’t damage your health in order to force yourself to write, it’s something that needs to come naturally.
Also, I might be addicted to Ibuprofen… Like, I find myself thinking “I should really just take some Ibuprofen.” all the time. Of course, that might be because I have cystic acne and I kinda need it to reduce the swelling… If I don’t, I get really bad headaches, have sinus problems, or just generally feel loads of agonizing pain. There’s also the fact that my parents are ‘practicing’ music right above my room, and I have really sensitive ears(Just the noise from my computer fan drives me insane) so you can imagine how I feel when there are like… huge monitors that can be used to play concerts, blasting for hours and hours. Fml, okay, I’m done QQing for now.
Michael was wearing his ‘magical’ white t-shirt and black boxers, while sitting cross-legged on the guest-room bed. He hummed incessantly, with both palms pressed together as if he were praying. Even though his eyes were closed and his voice was making it slightly difficult for him to hear anything, he was still ‘mildly’ aware of what was happening throughout the noisy house and neighborhood. Continue reading
“Nyahahahaha~, bacon~! Omnomnomnom~!” A strange and mysterious talking bright-blue kitten was standing on a ceramic plate and greedily devouring a strip of colossal, ‘magical’ pork-belly. Continue reading
In the briefing room, the six ‘people’ were still sitting around the table and watching videos on the holographic monitor. Beatrix whispered “During the chaos, when I still had a considerable amount of soldiers under my command, we raided all of the nearby military bases. What we couldn’t steal, we destroyed, so that they wouldn’t be able to use it against us later on. We haven’t had to deal with any jets, drones or planes in general, because most of them were already dispatched to different cities or simply sent away. Most of the US government’s political scumbags fled to Europe, Asia, Australia and even Africa, on the very first day. It was actually a good thing for us though, since there really weren’t any large organizations targeting us specifically. These ‘bandits’ that keep attacking us… They’re part of a coalition called ‘Humanity’, and like their name suggests, they aren’t mutants. They do have a decent amount of Psychers, but anyone who doesn’t look ‘human’ is a target for them to exterminate. The only reason they even know about us…” Continue reading
As Michael was walking out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel, he turned to his right and saw Linda sitting on a huge king-sized bed. She asked “How’d it go in there? I heard ya talkin ta someone, en I saw a weird kitty scamperin out the door…” Continue reading
After taking a long and hot shower, Michael was standing in front of a large mirror and sink, grumbling “Damn it, the worst thing about living in the country is the shitty water-pressure… Well, on the other hand, if this was the city, the water wouldn’t even work anymore. I guess something is better than nothing…” Continue reading
From the center of the table, a holographic projection shot up into the air and formed a display-screen. Once the computer was started up, Beatrix spent three minutes struggling to find the right folder; eventually, she gave up and just accessed the internet. After selecting a miscellaneous cellphone video, she whispered “On November twenty-first, Baltimore was overrun by a vast assortment of pestilence… The rodents and insects were fairly dangerous on their own, but the humans were much worse. Some of them exhibited symptoms of what we now call ‘Zombification’. They possess a specific type of mana, which allows their rotting and deteriorated bodies to keep functioning in some capacity. Continue reading
“Oh great, now I’m vomiting lolis…” Laying in the bathtub was a fairly small, elf-eared, little girl with brown-skin, bronze irises and a freshly shaved head. The ‘child’ was totally naked and was staring up at the Nephilim, with confusion and irritation on her ‘adorable’ face. Continue reading
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