Twisted fate…

Ziel had no idea what was going on but she did know that it was time to get going. Judging by the Sun’s movement, at least a couple of hours have passed and it should be around noonish. Oddly, as Ziel was getting up to continue her journey, she wasn’t the least bit bothered by the scorched area around her. As if it felt a part of what she was. Going back to the side of the road she used her compass once again to find north and to head in the direction of O.O. It didn’t seem like she was getting any closer to anywhere, but she had no choice. Ziel felt that if she continued to stay too long in one place she will be found. However, she was ready this time, not sure what she would do but she won’t run or cower.

No offense…

“No offense but” or “I am not racist but” or some similar slur you can think of means exactly what you are trying to evade. You are offensive, racist or whatever your excuse is supposed to be. It’s fine and dandy that you want to be respectful and that you don’t want to hurt someone’s wee little feelings and it would be acceptable in a few cases. But guess what, every time you try to wash your hands from blame, you are a delusional bigoted biased bastard, no offense of course. Whenever you use ‘no offense’ a small defenseless penguin dies a horrible agonizing death, and you thought global warming was killing the arctic life, nope, insensitive jerks are to blame. Yeah, so next time you are trying to be less offensive, just don’t. Think about the penguins!

Happy Saturnalia

’twas the night of Christmas Eve, snow as far as the eye can see, the smell of roasted chestnuts lingering in the street, a warm cozy fire in the living room, stocking hanging and waiting to be filled. A small but cheerful Christmas tree sits in the corner guarding the presents that were placed there earlier this evening. Not a soul outside, peace and serenity. And if you listen close enough you can actually hear Santa Claus’s reindeers.

Christmas day! Hooray! Time to open presents! Wait, mom, this isn’t the black version! And what is this, I didn’t ask for a last year’s model, how can you be so disrespectful! Ugh, this family is so lame, I bet Billy got the new next-gen console, lucky little sod.

Feeling The Love: The Sunshine Award Nomination

Feeling The Love: The Sunshine Award Nomination

My first nomination was received from VOIDRPG aa group of people who write excellent stories about tabletop games among other things, I really look forward to all of their stories old and new. I would encourage all of you to read!

Not afraid anymore…

It was still dark, but Ziel could see the Sun braking dawn, she survived the night. But what now? She was all alone, without any proper gear, rations or any weapons for that matter. ‘I am completely defenseless!’ and similar thoughts were going through her head. She knew she had to get to safety. ‘Maybe it is good that nobody knows me, I can blend in more easily.’, though she was thinking that, deep down she knew she was unable to blend in anywhere. She was terrified, but she had to move or someone, or something, will find her. She looked around for road signs, and the only she could find next to the road was a small piece of plank attached to a post reading: O.O. →, N. O.↓, Barthnew ↑, Sacila←. She wasn’t familiar with any of these names and she had no idea where to go, or how far any of these settlements are for that matter.

NSexFW

Wherever you turn, wherever you look, whatever you listen to, hell even your toilet paper contains sexually explicit material. And then people wonder why everyone is going round looking for magazine and movies containing nudity. We live in a society that has a love-hate relationship with sex, we are sheltered from its evil influence and told that sexual activities before marriage can shatter the very core of the solar system! Such heinous acts are condemned and we shall burn in hell forever even if we just think about kissing someone, let alone kissing someone of the same gender.

Privasee

Privacy is defined as a noun, a state in which one is not observed or disturbed by other people. Being alone without anyone knowing what you might be doing in your room. Perhaps you are scheming to build a small nuclear warhead to tease a neighboring country because their news network is badmouthing your elementary school, seems possible, doesn’t it? Oh, you think it’s impossible to build one out of ordinary household items? Well in that case, why in the Nine Hells would anyone check on me whether I am building one? And for your information, I am building a hydrogen bomb out of bottle caps, a squirrel and a broken toilet seat, yeah I went full MacGyver, what are you going to do now non-spying government?