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Post by willc453 on Sept 1, 2014 17:24:00 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale Of Two Brothers Chapter 11
It was during this time of bringing dope into the country, I found myself in L.A. I'd been to Disneyland before I became Affected, but never really cruised L.A. Like going to Hollywood to see how the rich & famous lived/shopped at.
I took a tour bus that went around the neighborhood of Beverly Hills where they lived and it was kind of boring to tell the truth.... well, that was until we went by Hefners place. And it looked like they were having a party there because there was all sorts of cars/ limos, etc. parked out front. You'd be surprised what you can do in public because when it happens, no one can really believe it happened....so they'll pretend it never did. I made sure I was at the back of the bus when the tour started, stood up and went to the back part of the bus and jumped onto Hefs place while everyone else was looking at the different homes....especially Hefs. Well, actually the roof of his place because I wanted to get the lay of the land before putting my feet on the ground so to speak.
Godd*amn almighty....talk about a target rich environment as Tom Cruise said in Top Gun. And I felt the craziness coming out, so I screamed from the roof top: BIKINI AND PANTY RAID TIME! Then I jumped to the first girl, yanking off her top and bottom with no trouble at all. Of course, my scream kind of got everyones attention and then I started appearing everywhere increasing my collection of top/bottoms of bikinis and what ever else the ladies were barely wearing. Oh yeah, THIS WAS A LOT MORE FUN than chasing those nuns....especially since I didn't have to worry about some crazy Mother Superior and her +3 holy avenging cross. Of course, there was a lot of screaming by the ladies with boobs and bush suddenly being shown. Some of the guys there tried stopping me....not. I left them on the roof top where they had to wait for the fire dept. with a ladder to get them down. Thing is, some of the women actually called out to me to rip their bikinis off because they realized that I wasn't normal, that I had to be one of the Affected. So I obliged a couple of them and what's really funny is when other women saw this going on, THEY wanted their bikinis ripped off too.... along with "take me home with you....PLEASE!" This is when I started realizing women realized they were sheep among the sheep. So I took 6 of them home with me and they stayed with me for that 3 weeks while waiting for more dope to be made/ready. And of course, they also got to visit parts of the world (London & Paris of course), get some bling and bragging rights for having sex with one of the Affected. But I did make sure they took the pill every day just to be sure they didn't get knocked up. And oh yeah, got all this on tape (via the installed cameras) to watch when I get really old/can't get it up no more....but then there's always Viagra, right, Hef? Told the girls to stay here and I'd be right back. Got my 8mm video camera and jumped back to outside of Hefs place just in time to film the excitement of the fire trucks/police roaring up with all their lights/sirens going. There must of been at least THIRTY cop cars called on this one, but figure the cops were just as anxious to see a bunch of naked Playmates/beautiful women as any normal man would be.
Thing is, some cops have a bad attitude as in: I'm a cop and you will do what ever I tell you. You know, like God telling Moses here are the commandments, follow them....or else. Give me an attitude and with my ability....well, like the old tv ad said: it's not nice to fool mother nature. Or in this case, just even irritate me. A couple of the cops had to deal with securing the area which I figured kind of p*ssed them off in not being able to see anything inside Hefs place. So they started taking it out on me. Like you can't be filming this. Told them there was nothing in the Constitution that says I couldn't AND I was on a public sidewalk, but would it help them feel better if I layed on the ground and rolled around a bit so you could beat me with your night sticks in self defense, saying I was trying to attack you? THAT didn't go over to well with them....actually, it didn't go well for them at all. Did you know there are a lot of really, really tall palm trees in Hefs area? Jumped 4 of them on top of each tree and they had to wait for the fire trucks to get them down, then jumped back into Hefs property to get more film on what was going down.
I was doing pretty good film wise till I heard one of the girls scream "there he is again" and pointing at me! Of course, everyone looked to see who she was pointing and all of a sudden had a bunch of cops running towards me, guns drawn, screaming drop to the ground, now! So I jumped behind the girl, pinched her a$$ and said she was a squealer and jumped to another part of the property away from the cops to do some more filming. The girl screamed when I pinched her and of course, some of the cops turned around to see what was going on while the others had wtf looks on their faces when they realized I wasn't where I had been a second ago. So I yoo-hooed them and started filming them running towards me again. it was like a 22nd century version of the Keystone Cops. Thing is, they started getting tired until I jumped to Winchells and got 6 coffees and 2 dozen doughnuts and said you boys need an incentive....how about some free coffee and doughnuts? Yeah, that did kind of p*ss them off but I also knew they weren't about to do any shooting, at least not on Hefs place in front of all these witnesses. Things were going pretty good film wise till I heard that they had sent out a call for some of the Affected to deal with this and Herc (aka Superman at the time) was on his way as he was closest. It had been a few months since I had seen the man and sure enough, here he comes streaking across the sky like some avenging angel. Time for me to leave and satisfy some womens sexual fantasizes....and mine. Yeah, I might be getting close to 60, but my plumbing works just fine.
Which later on, got me to thinking about porn....as in becoming a porn star. Why do this when I was getting it all the time as it was? Ego, pure and simple. San Fernando, Calif. at one time was (is?) considered the porn capital of the world. I remember one of the trucking companies I used to work for had a yard within walking distance from one of these studios. A couple of guys that worked at the yard at the time told me this and how they'd go to one of the "studios" to watch the filming of a porn movie. I won't say I was rich as Bill Gates or that Warren Buffet guy for example, but I could probably spend $100,000 a day for a year and still have money left over. Yeah, I know Selman....you're probably having someone take notes on all of this for future prosecution. But what if I'm lying? Can't prove I have money unless you have it in your hand and even Dwayne doesn't know where my money stashes are. So I jumped to that yard which was still there after all these years. If you want to know where the action is in any city, find a cab driver. He showed me 5 different studios. It was the 4th studio that I liked more than the others. Thing is, I did get a tour of each studio when these people realized I had a lot of money to invest. Thing is, they weren't happy with only me being in it until I asked what did the normal film cost and when they told me, I jumped to one of my stashes, dug out the money and then jumped back to that studio. Now THAT got their attention, especially from the women. Yeah, there are some that are world famous "actresses", but NONE of them had sex with someone who was Affected and THAT was going to be a big calling card. Add to the fact of my scar, age and body appearance in general they thought it would be even better. Did you know that the average "actress" only gets something like $3,000 per film and that's for the well known women. So told them some of the films I'd like to be in and to start bringing me photos of women I'd be interested in having sex with.
What got the womens attention was me paying them $3,000 PER DAY and usually it took 3-5 days to complete a film instead of the normal one and the film which would run around an hour. Learned one thing really quick: doing a porn movie is hard work (no pun intended). Yeah, I could get it up, but more than once I couldn't (wouldn't?) control myself and let myself go which meant we were done shooting for a couple of hours at least. So everyone would kind of kick back waiting for me to get it up again. Of course, wanted the ladies not to be bored, so I'd jump us to Texas for some really good steak lunches/dinners or London for fish and chips or Tokyo for authentic sushi. And of course, some of the ladies got some bling on top of their paycheck. Well, from what I understand, the movies were a flop, not even coming close to breaking even. I was sure there would be a big market for us older guys. I mean, who wants to see some guy young/fit doing it with some gal when he fantasizes about him doing it at his age/physical appearance with such a woman or women? Well, that was till Selman put me as being one of the top 10 "evil villains" on those wanted posters. Word got around really quick and sales shot thru the roof. Thanks Selman. Only problem I have is with the Chinese who are making illegal copies of these movies and I'm not getting a dime out of it!
Film titles: 1. Crotch Full of Horniness aka Fist Full of Dollars play on words 2. Craig the Claim Splitter--you know, that area that's between a womans legs 3. Sam and The Three Sisters 4. Peeping Paul 5. Ready and Able Abe 6. Carl and The Casting Couch 7. Biker Bob--saves a busload of (beautiful of course) nuns from being virgins before they die. This was also released as Nuns But The Lusty 9. Lustful Luke--as in Shorthand Luke but satisfying a bunch of women instead of eating a bunch of boiled eggs 10.The Last Man On Earth---with ALL women wanting sex with him no matter how brief 11. Sam the Satyr--pretending to be affected with the ability to create sexual horniness in any/all women so it didn't matter how long I was "doing it" with a woman, she was satisfied 12. Zeus On The Loose--being a god and having good times with mortal women 13. Dudley Doesitright--a play on the Dudley Doright cartoon character 14. Mike the Mailman--making sure the womens "mailboxes" are filled 15. Shauns Special Delivery Service--a variation of Mike the Mailman 16. Samuel and The Six Sluts--religious/biblical story telling like it was REALLY like back then 17. Harry and The Hotties--they were cheerleaders in that movie 18. Darren and the Farmers Daughters
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Post by willc453 on Sept 22, 2014 16:36:02 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale Of Two Brothers Chapter 12
I apologize for taking so long in posting another blog, but I was dealing with a few...."unbelieving" individuals and remember, I did give everyone fair warning that I know a lot of people in low places. Apparently, some simply didn't want to or refused to recognize our powers and are now currently paying the price. Well, except for one of them....he paid in full. You know, he became a poster child to show what happens to those who p*ss me off. More about them later on.
Never claimed to be a rocket scientist, but when there's SIX HUNDRED AND NINETY-SEVEN THOUSAND PLUS THUMBS DOWN VS ONE THUMBS UP on my last post, even I know something's wrong. It's been a few years since all of this started, so I ended up knowing a few people, some sheep, some Affected. But let me get back to my story and I'll tell you what happened to those that insulted me.
As to Miguel, he made his phone call and said all he had to do was pack a bag and he'd be ready. Thing is, he wanted to take a dozen bodyguards and told him no, the most I could jump with was 6 at a time, so took the time/trouble to make 6 jumps because I also had to jump with my counterfeit money which at that time was a lot. How much is a lot? Enough that I don't want the IRS coming after me if I'm captured again. As I said, I had been busy. His bosses name was Carlos and he had one of those web cameras on his lap top and had given me a general virtual tour of what his place looked like, including the pool area which is where we started appearing. To say he looked stunned was an understatement, but recovered quick enough. Wanted to know what limits I had, so told him about only able to do 6 people at a time and I'd give him demonstration if he was willing. Each place I jumped to, used my digital camera to take a photo of him and I did some jumping....as to being in Las Vegas, L.A., Frisco, NYC, Chicago, Cairo, England, Spain, Germany, Russia, China and Japan in about 45 minutes. Had to wait for him to recover from jumping the first couple of times so he could look around and actually see where he was, then we'd jump again, finally heading back to his place. Talk about him being enthusiastic....that is until I brought up the counterfeit money problem. He was very apologetic and said he'd have the money ready for me within the hour AND give me an additional 10% on top of that. He came up with that percentage when I asked about the trouble I could of had passing bad bills.
Said the problem with dealing with others is he has no control of where the money comes from, but he was going to look into who was passing him bad money because it wasn't until I had passed the word, he didn't know he also had bad money. Well, it took awhile time wise for him to start keeping track of who gave him the bad money for the drugs, but when he did, he had me clean up that end of the business...for an additional fee of course. It worked this way: he'd find out who gave him the bad money and then he worked his way up the food chain to find the counterfeiters. Each time I'd bring him the person he was interested in using a photo to get this man, then from time to time, be given a body bag to drop off to feed the sharks/crocs/volcano. And doing a jump over a active volcano ain't easy, I can tell you that.
He was curious and eventually asked me why I was doing this because he realized I had also been killing drug dealers/suppliers (including some of his own) in other cities for a brief time and now I was helping him import drugs? Said being a good guy doesn't pay squat and touched my facial scar. Now the scars were healing pretty good by this time, but they were still very visible and he mentioned he knew a good plastic surgeon, but told him I wanted to keep them as a reminder. During this time, he wanted me to start getting rid of his competition so he could become even bigger. Unlike that other Carlos guy, this one kept everything low key....that is, until one of his competitors tried killing him. Now I wouldn't of given a sh*t, but when one of the cars blew up, one of my girls near by got hurt. Carolos would of been killed, but he uses several body doubles. He got photos of his competitor and his family. Made sure that nothing was to happen to his family, but just be used as coercion against this guy to tell Carlos everything, including where the guy had all his money, with me keeping it. Carlos wasn't happy about that part, but I didn't care.
Told him with this guy out of the way, he could really start expanding his operations way beyond what I would get money wise. And that's where the trouble began. I mean, this guy's got millions of dollars and he's going to get greedy on me? I said okay, have it your way and I jumped back to Mexico to talk with Miguel (I had jumped him back home earlier) and explained what happened and that they were on their own for a couple of weeks, but I'd call them to see if Carlos changed his mind about me and his competitors money. He was shocked that I was leaving and begged me to stay and continue bringing drugs into the U.S. as I had been doing and I knew why....he didn't have many "mules" to bring it into the states any more with me working for them. Said I had been honest with him and Carlos....in return I get counterfeit money, something that should of never happened. And when I stopped that bullsh*t, he gives me $100,000?! Then he wants me to kill his competitor but only keep an unknown amount of the money from his competitor when he'll probably double his income from this guy alone? No way and jumped.
Now some people may wonder what happened to the counterfeit plates and who was doing the counterfeiting. There was a total of 7 counterfeiters: 2 Americans, 2 Russians and 3 Chinese. As to the plates, I handled them with gloves after wiping them clean with denatured alcohol, boxed them up and mailed them to the Secret Service in D.C. Of course, I mailed it from Alaska just to throw everyone off my trail. During this time, I went to Moscow and Beijing. Decided to stay in Moscow during this time and met a couple of "working ladies". Yeah, I know....why didn't I take any of the Mexican/Argentina ladies with me? Simply because I didn't trust them. Who knows what they could of been doing while at my place, not that I left any kind of letters, etc. laying around there. What they didn't know was I had installed a bunch of hidden surveillance cameras in case shtf. And of course, I wanted to lay off the "Mexican food" for a little bit and try something different.
Had a bunch of ladies in Moscow making themselves available while in my hotel ($500 a night for the room, the ladies were a bit less expensive) and while many were attractive, they were amateurs. So looked up Moscow escorts which has a web site for professional women along with a photo of them, what they charge and what they'll do. Think I got lucky in finding 2 good women (Anastasia and Yulia) to meet my needs that first night. After the 3rd night with them, I asked them if they'd like to be my mistresses for a 3 month trial period. At any time during this time, neither of us was happy with the arrangement, we could go our separate ways. Both women had hair down to their b*tts, one was a platinum, the other dark haired. Called them my salt and pepper girls. Of course, neither was interested in the beginning because they had no idea what kind of "gifts" as they put it that they would be getting in such a deal. Asked them what would they charge for 24 hours to be with me and without hesitation, paid them for a months worth of services. Seeing me pull out all that money from my overnight bag kind of shocked them. Then they got really shocked when I suggested we go to Paris. They didn't have passports and told them I'd take care of that. They needed to get their affairs in order and come back to my room with just an overnight bag as I was sure there would be something they could find things they really needed in Paris....with me paying for it of course as I wanted nothing but the best for them since they had done their best for me. I've been rich and I've been poor.... and rich is sooo much nicer.
Well, those girls ran amuck in the stores and then asked if we could go to London and I said okay. More of those two running amuck in the stores. And they didn't get just clothes of course, the ladies gotta their bling....you know, jewelry. Not that they got that much, but they made sure each night they appreciated me. One thing they did teach/convince me to do was dress better. Ran into a really snotty frog waiter until I convinced him he should be a lot nicer to people. After that "lesson" he was more than willing to explain the menu to me and describe the food. Afterwards, he got good tips each time. He found out he'd rather have me giving him a carrot instead of the stick. FYI" their frog legs suck....go to Louisiana, etc. for good ones. And cooked snails are nasty. Now when we got back, had some trouble with some Russian Mafia kind of guys who were putting the squeeze on the girls. You know how it is.... the ladies neighbors saw them bringing in a bunch of bags from THREE cabs full of their stuff being brought to their apartments by the cab drivers. I'd of jumped them back to their places, but I had to get back to see how Dad and the others were doing and it wasn't good as Selman had been out to our place in Nevada, wanting to talk with us again.
Now I had told Dad and everyone about keeping it a secret that I was working for the govt. because a lot of people were talking of rounding us up like the Japanese Americans had done to them during WW 2. And of course, the govt. didn't want everyone to know they were organizing some of us to fight the bad guys. So now I'm starting to be busy with different things happening at the same time or time frame.
First there was Carlos who had been calling me every day for the past week, not that I answered his calls, later on got some Russians bothering my girls and now, Selman's snooping around. Going from basically being on top of the world, to start slipping on a greased banana peel laying on a icy sidewalk.
Dealt with the Russians by meeting the 4 of them that were trying to shake down the ladies for money and of course, the "bling" I had bought them. That p*ssed me off because the ladies had earned it in more than having sex with me, another was going to museums to look at art, though they never did convince me how some stuff was art. I mean, there's that guy who cut off his ear and people calling it art? I'm more of a Norman Rockwell kind of guy. You know, a cow is suppose to look like a cow, not something a 4 year old drew for his mommy. They didn't care for the dinosaur/aircraft museums, but I even took them to the opera and ballet....and that was something I didn't care for, but took them anyway. But their circus is outstanding....which is kind of funny because we had to go to New York City to see them.
So had them arrange a meeting between the 4 of them....they didn't survive. Later on, asked the ladies if they'd like to live in the U.S. and while they did, they also had to worry about their families. You know, not just their fathers/mothers, but brothers, sisters, etc. They knew I had a lot of money and offered me a business proposition: they wanted to open a Russian boutique in the U.S. Notice Selman, I didn't give out the name of the city? They were going for the Russians living in that city. So we figured out a financial plan with me getting a percentage of the profits and thing is, that money is put into a bank account outside the U.S. once a month. I've never bothered checking their books simply for 2 reasons: I have no idea what to look for if they were cheating me and the other was they knew they could have a very good thing going and with my ability, when even think about cheating me? They were a bit surprised when they asked me about it, I told them all we needed was our agreement written down on a piece of paper with the 3 of us signing it.....no lawyer gobbly gook needed. Their word was good or it wasn't. I did make sure they coughed up some of their own money to start the business. First we had to find a place they could afford until they got established, then gave them my share of the money needed. And of course, they needed places for them and their families to stay/live in which meant more money not only for rent, but food, utilities, etc. And I was pretty busy for almost 3 days in jumping with their families personal belongings, including a piano?! Another thing was my telling them that their immediate family members had to learn English which was no problem as their brothers/sisters knew some already as it was required in their jr. and high school years. The other thing was NOT becoming a criminal. No dealing drugs, guns, etc. I wanted them to be regular people. And they knew the consequences if their family members did get into trouble with the law. I mean, as far as dealing drugs, etc. No, I wouldn't kill them, simply jump them back to Russia with the clothes on their backs. So they were all motivated to make the American dream become their own. Now some of them wanted to stay in Russia....like Lilia, who was studying to become a doctor and Jorge who wanted to become an engineer. I made sure they had the money not only to continue their studies, but extra for just in case which later on, did come in handy for them. And yes, I still keep in contact with both of the girls families because at one time, Lilia was being pressured into becoming a hooker. Thugs thought since her sister was one, she should be too. So did a little crime eliminating, mainly in Moscow and a little bit in St. Petersburg. Did I see the girls after setting them up in business? A few times, yes, but after the 3rd visit, decided not to. You know what I mean by seeing them of course? They met 2 good Russian guys and yes, had them checked out. Told the girls if they ever had any trouble with these or any other guys, call me and I'd deal with them. Of course, they were curious how I got all this money and told them that I was working for the govt. Later on, when the truth came out they said they were disappointed in me, but they still liked me because I never killed an innocent person. Women can be so much more realistic about life than men. Now I'm not stupid (well, usually not). They didn't come up with this offer until 4-5 months had passed with us being together.
Now Selman was a problem in wanting to see Dwayne and I....again. Thing was, Herc had talked with Selman about me being disfigured and she was like Santa Claus in checking her list of every even possible affected person. Then of course, Lucky happened to overhear their conversation and he mentioned how I looked. The only good thing was, he didn't know where I lived city wise. Selman, being a good sheep dog, started putting pressure on the casino for my name/ address. She did send some other agents to check us out, but it's hard to interview/talk with someone when no one's home. I mean, I was busy making money/having a good time, while Dwayne was "out there". It also helped that with the new fences up all around the place, there were signs all over the fence saying beware of dog and no trespassing. But time was running out on both (Dwayne & I) of us. Thing is, she never thought that both of us were Affected until Dwayne told her.
Called Miguel after 3 weeks and he was sooo happy to hear from me. Told him if Carlos had reconsidered our work agreement as far as his competitors were concerned and of course, he had. Told Miguel and Carlos that I would go back to working for them bringing their stuff into the U.S. and dealing with his competitor(s) provided I got to keep their money. It was okay with Carlos now, especially since there had been several more attempts on his life. I got rid of 4 of his competitors and got a lot of money from them. Of course, I gave the dope to Carlos who had me bring it into the country, with me getting another share of that money. And he had no trouble with that this time. Then got Carlos to thinking of forming a drug cartel, kind of like the Mafia with everyone dividing up the U.S. and then later on, Europe. It took some doing, but eventually we got 4 other families to join and the money just started rolling in. I mean, I was bringing in 500 pounds of coke per family, FIVE TIMES A DAY, FIVE DAYS A WEEK! And 2,500 pounds of coke a day is a lot of coke. This meant doing 25 trips a day. Would you believe it, the drug cartel actually ran out of coke for me to bring in for almost 4 weeks?
Of course, I didn't just appear next to the guy taking the drugs. Had Carlos have his guy take a lot of photos within a square mile of the warehouse, I'd jump to a randomly chose place. And do you believe it, I GOT MUGGED?! Was in Chicago when it happened. I had just appeared near the open end of an alley way, heard a noise, went to turn around and the lights went out on me. I just happened to literally appear in front of 3 guys who didn't hesitate in jumping me. DEA guys couldn't do anything about this, other wise my cover would of been blown because every time I made a delivery, there were DEA agents watching me bring the stuff into the country. But they had photos of them. I made a call to a number the DEA had given me, told them what I wanted and 15 minutes later at another location, I had photos of those 3 guys. Got my and Carlos stuff back, then jumped those 3 back to Carlos with instructions to hold them till the weekend. You see, I refuse to work 7 day6s a week and yes, I take major holidays off too. I was wired with a miniature camera and mic so when they (the drug cartel members) were all arrested, it was presented to the judge and of course, there was a 100% conviction rate. Think the newspapers said there was something like a little over 400 people arrested/convicted. I, of course, took off with Carlos and the others money. I took the heads of the drug cartel to the U.S. and were arrested at first for illegally entering the country and from there, it was down hill/jail time for them.
What happened to some of the ladies I had been with? Five of them got the same offer to open/run their own businesses as the Russian ladies got and they took it. But at least I didn't have to jump with a piano this time. And why did I do this? Because on of the Russian girls grandmother started crying at the thought of leaving it behind. The other Mexican ladies? Don't know, don't care.
What happened to those 3 who mugged me? Eaten alive by piranhas. Anyone old enough to remember that 2nd Indiana Jones movie taking place in India? There's a scene where the Indian guy is lowered in the fire of an active volcano/liquid earth while strapped inside a wire basket. Took me awhile (6 weekends) to get everything set up, but when it was, Cecil B. DeMill had nothing on me. Cost me a little over $750,000 but worth every dime. Had the cage bars spread wide enough so a piranha could get part of it's body in the open space, but not it's entire body....well, at least most of them. The baby piranhas had no problem. Thing is, they couldn't get a really good, big bite....just lot of little ones. But when you have several thousand of them taking little bites ALL the time... It took the 1st guy 4 hours to die and that was mainly because of blood lose. In case you're wondering, all 3 videos have been posted on Youtube for awhile and I still have to laugh at some of the posted comments as in: totally fake, the blood is too thin/not red enough, etc.
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Post by kaijafon on Sept 22, 2014 17:06:27 GMT -6
thank you! a fancy smacie shop eh? a Russian boutique or a front for something else? lol! Thanks again!
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Post by willc453 on Oct 27, 2014 10:32:43 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale of Two Brothers Chapter 13
By now, some are wondering how did I get captured or better yet, how did I escape from a maximum security prison? Ego, pure and simple. (getting captured that is) Even if I did spend maybe a month there, a prison is still a prison no matter how nice it is. It started off simple enough. I got irritated at reading what professional sports people made every year vs what the average G.I. made....while also trying to support a family. IF he or she lived thru their combat tour for example. I can see all of you saying YOU'RE the one who was doing all that at the games? Yep, that's me. Of course, some people called me racist because I was throwing bananas at those basketball people. Thing is, I was wearing a monkey costume at the time. The game would start with the ref tossing the ball high in the air, I'd jump to grab the ball, then be up high in the girders before anyone knew what was happening. Stab the ball with a knife, then drop it down onto the court below. Lots of wtf looks from everyone in the beginning. One guy would try and toss the ball to another and I'd make another jump, grab the ball, etc. Of course, the tv cameras were recording all of this, but all they ever caught was a couple of seconds max of a brown blur something with a tail. After about 15 times of interfering with the game, it was called off which p*ssed off a lot of people. That's when I started tossing bananas at the players/fans and making monkey noises. Interfered with 25 games that way, though I never bothered the minor league stuff. Wasn't worth my time and of course, after awhile, the fans quit coming to the games AND demanding their money for their season passes back. The various sports team owners and I came to an agreement that if I didn't interfere with their games any more, I got a percentage of their profit. No, Selman, nothing's written down about this anywhere. As to the money from that, it's going to various charities that help G.I.'s whether they're active duty or not. Of course, the teams let it be known that they were showing their support for our beloved fighting men and women. Passed the word to the Marines that I had helped in Iraq and they passed the word around of what places to go to for help.
It was that baseball game that did me in. Having a good time grabbing every and I mean, every baseball that was hit and everyone was becoming p*ssed. Well, I'm enjoying myself quite a bit when over the loudspeaker, the announcer says that one of the Affected is on his way now to deal with this problem. Did you know you CAN have flames come out of your b*tt hole when you fart AND put a lit match to it at the same time? Yeah, I had turned around (and knew the cameras were watching me), dropped my pants down and let 'er rip. While it never showed on any tv station (censored, you know), it was a big hit on You Tube with over 12 million hits and over 5,000 copy caters. Then I hear a cheer from the crowd and after pulling up my pants, I go to wave thinking they're cheering me on....not. It was The Speedster aka The Flash. Now, that boy CAN move, but.... I'd let him get within 100 feet of me and jump to another location and call out to him. Of course, the crowd was cheering for him at first and then groans of disappointment when I disappeared. Thing is, he can only run so fast for so long. And of course, I kept giving him words of "encouragement". Like come on Speedy Gonzales, ondelay, ondelay, you almost had me. He'd come running and of course I'd jump again, giving more words of "encouragement" like better watch out, you're getting slow. Maybe some gato (Mexican for cat in case you didn't know) will have you for breakfast because you're moving so slow. Think what really p*ssed him off was when I jumped to a supermarket, bought some American cheese and lettuce, then after jumping back, started throwing slices of it at him, telling him Popeye needed spinach, maybe Speedy Gonzales needs some cheese? Or how about a piece of lettuce (and threw chunks of lettuce towards him), because you're about as fast as a turtle. Or if you go any slower, you'll be running backwards. But then he stopped about 200 feet from me and just smiled.....and I didn't like that at all. Like what the f*ck was he up to? Figured it was time to get out of Dodge when I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders and heard Hercs voice saying he was disappointed in me for doing this sort of thing along with other things after what we had been thru between the airliner, the cruise ship and me by myself on that nuke sub. Kind of surprised he had heard about that one (the sub) and more about those 2 jaunts in another posting. He was also surprised by other recues I had done while doing something like this, though I'm sure he went off to tell Selman/the nut doctor.
Looked over my shoulder and said hey, I'm only having a little fun Herc. It's not like I've been doing anything really bad and would you mind releasing me because I was already getting ready to jump in case this didn't turn out well....which it didn't. He turned me around and Selman wants to talk with you and I said Selman who? He just smiled and of course, Speedy was there right behind me. Turned my head to face him and said gee, I guess that cheese did help you, want some more? He was going to slug me, but Herc stopped him, saying we don't operate that way once they're captured. So I stuck my tongue out at Speedy and jumped....not. WTF?! Tried again and nothing?! That's when I turned to Herc and he smiled, saying you trying to go some where? That's when he held up one of his hands and I saw he had A GOLD GLOVE ON IT! Looked at his other hand and of course, it had a gold glove on it. Son of a b*tch. Since I hadn't been messing around "acquiring" any gold after that job in Texas, had forgotten all about the effect it had on me WHEN I WAS TOUCHING IT. Apparently, I can jump with it when it's in bags, but when actually touching gold, I'm Joe Normal again. I told Herc that I was kind of disappointed at him and when he asked why, I said if you're going for the Michael Jackson look, first you need one WHITE glove, the other being you're not black. He actually laughed at this....like I said, I like Herc. Well, he tells Speedy he'd meet him at the compound and I couldn't help myself when I tossed him the rest of the cheese/lettuce and said maybe this well help you get their quicker. Oh yeah, you suck as a super hero when you can't catch someone who's 3 times older than you. And off Herc/I went. Tried talking with him, but he was moving pretty fast and before you knew it, we were at what I call The Compound and got another shock of finding Dwayne alive.
Think it was what, 10 months of us being Affected that Homeland Security hit our place? Had taken my truck to where I let the dogs run amuck for a bit and it also let me jump without anyone seeing me. When I came back to the truck, see a whole bunch of people down the street (which was about 1/2 mile away) and it looked like a trailer was on fire. Then I realized it was ours! Jumped to the back yard and find myself in the middle of a dozen guys in HS outfits....you know, all in black and with lots and lots of guns. One guy turns around and said THAT'S HIM, SHOOT HIM! My trailer and Dwaynes are on fire and jump into my bedroom and opened the door into the hallway. Wanted to get the dogs out, but was seeing something really, really horrible. Entire livingroom area was in flames and I could see Gwen crawling towards me with the lower half of her body on fire. She couldn't bark for the past year with the best being a urk, urk kind of sound. Started running towards her when the hot water heater exploded. Only thing that saved me was the bathroom door was closed, but even so, still got shrapnel (wood and metal) in me and then seeing a piece of wood or something about 2 feet long sticking out of the side of her chest and I knew she was dead with the 2 dogs. About to pass out, so jumped to Dads backyard only to find HS busy there too. hear someone say shoot him, shoot him from inside the house and I jumped to be next to Dad. He's laying face down with 2 bullet holes in his back. Apparently he thought he was being attacked and went for his gun cabinet where he kept his .22 and .410. Knocked some of the HS goons off their feet when I appeared and of course: shoot him, shoot him. All I could do was reach out and touch Dads foot which was enough for us to jump to being inside Renowns emergency room. THAT got a lot of attention and the docs/nurses started working on him. I got some oxygen for about 3 minutes to clear my head and jumped back to Dads place....well, up the driveway a bit and in the woods near the street where he lives. There's a bunch of sheriffs there and I see Tom (my nephew) of all people standing there getting put into handcuffs by some HS goon. The other sheriffs are standing there in stunned disbelief which didn't last long with me jumping to him, then grabbing him and jumping us to my bol. I had to get moving to get the rest of the family out of HS's clutches. Since I knew what they looked like, it didn't matter where they were, I got 'em. Kate (Toms wife) and the kids were terrified with HS goons grabbing them and of course, kids were crying their eyes out. Reminded me of that photo of the Cuban kid being grabbed from that womans warms years ago by immigration.
Told them where they were at and to stay here until I came back. Jumped to Dads and started gett6ing rid of the HS people. I got 9 of 'em before they hauled a$$ for the woods where I couldn't follow them and besides, I was about out of it, so jumped back to the bol. It took awhile to get everyone and of course, they had to come out of their daze of jumping. I then explained to everyone about Dwayne/I being Affected and what HS had done to Dad. I went to a doctor that I knew and helped at one time more about this later with HS learning the true meaning of a War Of Terror.
Herc landed in the open area of The Compound and believe me, I was just waiting for an opportunity/chance to jump, but Herc had a death grip on me at all times. Tried to get him to loosen up by joking with him like saying this place needs a few more trees and this concrete color looks so....drab. Maybe paint everything a nice green with some yellow or blue trim? You know, maybe make it look more home? He said Ben, don't worry, it's a lot nicer inside. Selman wanted to make this place as inconspicuous as possible, especially since we're so far away from the nearest town. Of course, he wouldn't tell me what town was nearby or how far it was. Sneaky snot made sure he had his hand over my eyes when we did fly over any town. We both knew as soon as I got the chance, I'd jump. Of course, I was surprised that he knew my name for a bit, but considering HS killed Dad and burning down our places.... I told him I haven't done anything bad like HS did and he asked what I meant. Started telling him but then we enter a room and there's Selman who says we meet once again Mr. Watkins and this time, we don't need to look for a Hispanic woman creating those sonic booms, do we? I screamed at her you f*cking b*tch, you killed our father and my brother and tried lunging at her. Not that I got to because of Hercs grip on me. Selman looked calmly at me and says she (meaning her people AND the FBI) had nothing to do with the "incidents" as she put it, that HS had started with not only my family, but others. That our fathers death was an accident that should of never have happened. Replied, ain't that amazing when the govt. shoots someone in the back TWICE, it's not only an accident, it's an incident instead of murder, plain and simple? Wanted to know what happened to those HS people and told her, well, there was an incident or two....or three or four, followed by a lot of accidents.... And I had been kind of busy cleaning HS's house the first week or so.
She's got a file in front of her and asks if I'd like to know what she's looking at and told her not to even bother. Told her I've seen this bs in the movies before....you know, where the interrogator gets the suspect believing the interrogator has all sorts of information on him or her and of course, the suspect breaks down crying boo hoo, boo hoo and confesses to everything. Tells me no, that's not the case here, have a look for yourself. So I go to walk towards her, hoping Herc would let me go and than I'd jump behind Selman and then decided which way she'd go....croc, shark or volcano. Of course, Herc didn't let go of me and some woman came in wearing a doctors smock after Selman pressed some button on her desk. She (the woman) was okay look wise, but as far as I was concerned, she was hamburger and I've been having nothing but filet mignon with all the trimmings since changing. Well, Herc's not taking any chances, so he's got one grip on my wrist, then grabs my ankle?!I said hey, I ain't that kind of guy and didn't know you were either. That's when the woman pulls out a gold leg iron and puts it on my ankle??!! Then Herc puts a gold rivet here it joins and squeezes so it's flattened. Already thinking of ways to get rid of this thing. From its weight, I know it's not pure gold, but things got kind of dashed when Selman tells me the leg iron is actually made of titanium (or something like that) with some kind of special plating bonding the gold and the titanium. And that I won't be able to simply rub it off and of course, the rivet....same way.
Said, you know, I'll eventually escape and what ever you have in that "file" is to be NOTHING what's going to happen when I escape. In the mean time, I want to talk to my lawyer, giving her his name and phone number. She just smiled and I did NOT like that. Tells me that a secret executive order had been signed by the president to all LEO and other govt. agencies that hence forth, ALL people who have been found to be Affected are now declared to be a danger to the general population at large until proved other wise. I said oh really, wait till the ACLU hears about this and she says, how will they ever know when it's a SECRET executive order? And by the way, the president was VERY, VERY unhappy with you putting that wide load sing on his wife's....bottom while on live tv. Yeah, that was me too. That b*tch (presidents wife)....well, she rarely dressed like a lady to begin with. I'm thinking of all the other First Ladies who did their best to look like women, a nice, positive example of American Womanhood, etc. and the current one runs around in pants or jogging suits?! AND has a fat a$$?!Then tells kids how they have to eat more healthier food and exercise while she's busy stuffing her face full of food as she waddles to Helo One. Herc spoke up, saying I disrespected the president and I replied did not. I mean, I could of super glued a dunce cap on that idiots head, but didn't, did I? It's women like her that make men want to become monks and take a vow of celibacy. And we both know who actually wears the pants in the at family anyway. And told Selman, besides, it's still pretty popular on You Tube isn't it? She just looked at me and said you simply have no remorse do you? I said for what and that's when she pushed the file towards me.
Wow, she had been busy, but of course, she missed a few things. Actually, a lot of things. And no, Selman, I'm not going to tell you....well, okay, but just one. You know the Mona Lisa, the statue of David and Venus, that lady with no arms statue? They're fake. Someone I know is an art collector and asked me to get them and after we made our agreement, I did.
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Post by kaijafon on Oct 28, 2014 18:33:56 GMT -6
thank you!! great new chapter!
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Post by willc453 on Nov 3, 2014 16:38:35 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale of Two Brothers Chapter 14
Murder, bank/armored car robbery, arson, kidnapping, violating every countries sovereignty (because I kind of forgot to get/have a passport/their permission to be there when I went to those countries), tax evasion, killing govt. officials/employees....well, about 2 pages (front AND back)were filled with the crimes I was accused of and after looking it over, I said you forgot to add jay walking, spitting on the sidewalk and riding a bicycle without a helmet. Of course, I wasn't about to mention the drug smuggling/ money along with saving a bunch of other people caught up in disasters. Figured, save that for later.... you know, like using it as a get out of jail free card. Then told her that I wasn't the only one with my ability....I've read newspaper/net articles about banks being robbed with people appearing/disappearing inside bank vaults just like me and some of them seem to be using some sort of machine and that bothered her and says if I come forward with any information about them, the judicial system might be more lenient to me. I laughed at her, saying really? First you tell me ALL my constitutional rights don't exist, then talk about leniency? Then she says maybe you can talk some sense into him and that's when I heard Dwaynes voice behind me saying Ben, what you've been doing is so wrong man.
The shock of hearing his voice was actually greater than when I first discovered I could jump. It had been less than a month (?) since Dad was killed and didn't even bother trying to go to his funeral as I knew HS/the good Affected would be there in force just waiting not for just me, but for the rest of my immediate family. And when HS was out on some op like this, they finally got smart in NOT wearing clothing with Homeland Security printed in large letters on it. They would be wearing local police, sheriff, etc. clothing and I didn't want to take the chance of killing a good cop. Found out later that Dad was cremated per his will and put next to the ashes of his 2nd wife in the mausoleum. Later on, had it opened so I could put a pack of Camels, a can of Coors and a book of matches in it before having it resealed again. Oh yeah....Selman knew where I had stashed our family because of Dwaynes ability, but she didn't care too much for the way The Affected AND their families were being treated by the govt. So, in some ways, she's a good, conscientious sheep dog.
Why did I jump to save my dogs instead of Dwayne? Dwayne had a big couch in the livingroom and got used to being on it all the time while "out there". When I saw the flames coming from his place, I knew he was dead. Well, Herc had let me go and I went to Dwayne to hug him and told him I thought he was dead and why. Thing is, says he didn't want to have anything to do with me?! I mean, mother f*cker, he's my brother and I get this sh*tty attitude from him? Well, come to find out HE'S BEEN SPYING ON ME from time to time because he was curious about what I was doing! Of course, later on Selman had him watching me, not that it's done her any good. Never thought of him doing this to me, so I slugged him and he/I started duking it out/rolling around on Selmans office floor. Not that it lasted long of course, with security and Herc pulling us apart. Dwayne tells me I'm out of control and needed to be taken down like a dog with rabies?!Would I of killed him if I had been able to jump at the time? No. He's my brother and you don't do that....at least I won't. Which is why I stuck him with that LSD hypodermic. Figured I owed him some sort of pay back....and it would serve as a warning. Of course, there's no doubt in my mind he's still looking for me, but then again, I'm sure Selman's got him covered in some very, very heavy security. As to why I and some of the other "evil" Affected haven't been found/caught by the good guys/security/ military forces, he has no idea where we're hiding when their jobs go wrong and I rescue them. Maybe I'll tell you Selman, maybe not....just depends on how I feel when I done with this blog. I mean, 7 years is a lot of time to cover. And I've been really busy on more important matters.
It was boring as h*ll there....no matter how nice some place is or how good the food, a prison is a prison. Selman wanted me to talk to some shrink, not that she got much information from me. She gave me one of those splotch tests....you know, a splotch on a piece of paper and I'm suppose to tell her what I thought it was. Told her that everything she showed me was nothing but sheep....females of course and big knockers. For a little bit, I think she was thinking that I was talking about actual female sheep with large human female breasts. When she realized I was talking about women, she started showing me different photos of women, in various displays of being dressed/undressed. This got boring (and frustrating) after the 2nd day, because I was used to having sex EVERY day, preferably at least twice a day. Between all the ladies I knew and my ability, there was NO interest in me beating off any more. Also, since there was no chance that I'd have any chance of getting laid while here, it was another reason to escape. Which is why I took up weight lifting....kind of work out my sexual frustrations. Had no interest in continuing this bs after the 2nd day and told the nut doctor to p*ss off. But Selman also uses the carrot and stick as in no tv, video games, movies, etc. for me. And thing is, she not only had EVERY Xbox and Playstation game available, but also the different consoles to play them. AND free on line play too....well, for awhile at least. Though I thought it was a little bit over the top to have a 6' wide tv in my room. She (and probably the shrink) couldn't understand why I was happy with a 32" screen.
And I wasn't treated nicely either the first couple of days....as being stripped searched and forcibly had dna/blood samples taken from me. Only thing Selman did allow me to do was lift weight which helped me lose some weight along with listening to a dietician. Herc would stop by from time to time to see how I was doing and he'd spot me when I was lifting, other wise, I wouldn't allow anyone near me when doing this. And Selman did allow smoking and ended up going from cigarettes to smoking a pipe with my own blend from The Tinder Box. Thing is, there were a bunch of us Affected there, not that I got to really meet any of them until I got free. Selman was taking no chances with us mingling. Which meant no headsets/mics when we would get together to play video games. And Selman had a good library which is where she made her mistake as we all ended up learning morse code and "talking" to each other via the online game. How? We always played combat games where the character could squat which is why we always played combat games like Halo, Call of Duty, etc. For example, sos was squat5, squat, squat, stand up, move over to the side 3 times with a pause between each move, squat, squat, squat which because dot, dot, dot, dash, dash, dash, dot, dot, dot. For a new word, take one step forward. So, you can teach an old dog new tricks. This lasted for about 2 weeks before security realized what we were doing and goodbye online/group gaming. Bummer. And I'm sure the nut doctor made a big thing about me playing Tomb Raider a lot. Yeah, Lara's gotten better and better pixels with each new game. With the money I had, started collecting professionally painted fantasy figures....women of course. Right now I have over 300 of them and it gives me a lot of pleasure just to look at them. And of course, have my women dress up like them. Nothing like women having an excuse to dress up like sluts especially during Halloween. And that's another story.... what I used to do on Halloween.
Anyway, I had hoped to eventually meet the guy who grew the kudzu to cover the Congressional building and it was later on that I found out he was a she. Nice kid and more about her later. As to the kudzu, when I saw it on tv, knew it had to be caused by one of us....and even more importantly, I wanted some of those seeds. Actually, a lot of them which years later came in d*mn handy along with other seeds I got from Dream Dancer. But I do tend to stay away from that lady friend of hers who has the ability to make you tell the truth or puke. Jumped to D.C. to get the seeds and while there, wanted to take a look at the cherry trees that Japan had given us before we went to war with them back in '41. One of the things I'm a sucker for is cherries and watermelon, but when I saw cherries the size of my thumb on a tree, knew this guy (actually Dream Dancer) had altered it some how and I climbed the tree to get as many as I could. Ended up with about 26 pounds of cherries. After eating the cherries over 2 days (yeah, told you I was a sucker for them), kept the seeds and have some of them planted around the world and they all grew true, meaning they all put out cherries the size of my thumb. And harvested seeds from those trees to plant elsewhere, which also grew to the same size and of course, saved those seeds.
Anyway, Herc/I got to talking from time to time and of course, he wanted to know why I turned bad guy. He was really disturbed by the number of HS people I had killed and of course, I should of let the courts decided their punishment because while HS personnel acted in the extreme, I should of not been judge, jury and executioner. And while there, word got leaked from DEA that they had one of The Affected working for them which is why they were able to make such a large drug bust. You know how it is....some people just can't keep their mouth shut. Think it was inter agency rivalry....you know, with Selman being put in charge of the good/bad Affected and no other agency was going to have any assigned to them. And of course, I got nailed with charges on that too because as Selman said, I was the only one in her custody with that ability, but if I would give her information on the others.... Herc got sneaky on me, though I think it was that shrink who coached him because he asked me how much could I lift before I started lifting weights and told him maybe a hundred pounds or so. Then he reminded me that I lifted more than that with those people on the airliner. I said that's different, I really don't know how much I can jump weight wise which got me to thinking of something else later on. Said it's not the weight that holds me back in jumping, but the mass. Like not being able to jump with a ton of feathers, but I could probably jump with a ton of lead weight simply because of the mass with lead being a lot smaller.
So he started asking me about different things as to sizes/mass/weight that I could jump with and kept answering yes/no....then he mentioned drugs and without thinking, I said yes. He looked at me and knew I had been suckered in. Then he started preaching about how much trouble I caused in bringing in the drugs and told him as far as I was concerned what a adult does with their body is their own concern. Of course, he brought up kids who may have been snorting it. Told him I was not the worlds keeper. I don't mind helping out people from time to time, but there is a limit. Of course, he wanted to know about the money and I told him I got lots. When he asked how much a lot was, I said remember Lucky hitting the lottery and when he said yes, said I got at least 100 times that more than that AND no taxes on it. He wondered just what I was doing with all of that money, because after all, there was no way I could spend it all in my lifetime. So I told him about giving it away all the time and he looked at me in stunned disbelief. Of course, he told Selman who had it checked out. Thing is, I like her to some degree in that she turns a blind eye to some things like what I had been doing with the money and of course, the shrink went nuts upon hearing this.
Im case no one knows, us "evil" Affected do know each other. I mean, I went to "acquire" some stuff twice when I ran into others with the same thought. It was kind of embarrassing....you know, like 2 ladies showing up at a party all dressed up to the nines only to find they're wearing the same exact dress, shoes, etc. Thing is, some of those people had the idea controlling/ruling the world which I thought was crazy and wanted me to join them. I declined. It was about a month of me being there in which the good/bad guys started duking it out at The Compound and that's how I got away. Nothing like having a rock the size of a VW come busting thru a wall to get your attention that something was happening. The only reason I didn't get squished like the security guard did was because I had to sh*t really bad after eating a bunch of cherries before lifting weights. Yeah, for some reason when I eat a lot of 'em, I gotta go real quick.
Well, when that rock came thru the wall, all sorts of sirens started going off and the good/bad guys/girls started duking it out along with The Affected henchmen/security guards going at each other also. Thing is, my guard was armed and I used his .40 to blow a hole completely thru my ankle chain rivet. Suddenly I felt like I used to....I could now jump and believe me, I tried it right off the bat by just moving 20 feet down the corridor. I was going to jump, but then started thinking of Herc, Dwayne and for some reason, Selman. So I had to take a peek on what was going on. Oh man, what a battle and I'm sure many have seen all of the videos on You Tube.
How much do I love Dwayne? Well, there's this guy who was named Earthquake and he's stomping a foot or two and when he did, the ground rolled and some buildings started caving in. So I jumped to him and of course, he was "out there". Jumped us back to Dads place, leaving him a note where he was and that I was sure he could contact Selman without any trouble and she'd get him back okay. Then jumped to a bol, grabbed $10,000 and left him $500 in case he had to wait till Selman/her people got to him. His weakness is diet soda pop and cheap pastries. Happened to notice that he got his teeth fixed which again, thought was nice of Selman. Then jump back to The Compound because I was interested/curious in how things were going to turn out. For the good guys/girls, it wasn't, as there was a new player involved.
This guy had the ability to neutralize or enhance our Affected ability! From what I saw/understood, he could only affect one person at a time, but Speedster is doing a fist job on a bad buy, then another, then another and suddenly it's like he's falling down because of the sudden lack of speed and coordination. Was kind of surprised he didn't break something. Now the thing is, when good/bad guys start duking it out, ordinary people just don't stand there with a video camera pointing a finger or hand at a good/bad guy and something happens to the good/bad guy. So jumped behind him and put my arm around his neck, saying no more. These people will duke it out on even terms. Well, the guy tries to turn around, but I'm not letting him and says hey, if it ain't the Scarlet Pimp. Told him, actually, gave that costume up awhile back as even Liberace would think it was over the top, but you and I are leaving. This is when he got mouthy, saying how are you going to do that if you can't disappear? Well, I tried and of course, failed. This is when I told him, I can still jump, but when I leave here it'll be as the blood and brained stained Scarlet Pimp in regular clothes. Tells me I'm not going anywhere and he's ready to kick my a$$ since he's so much younger/in better shape than I am. I said really and put the barrel of the .40 against the back of his head and cocked the pistol. He wanted to know how did he know I'd keep my word of letting him go if he allowed me to jump. Said I haven't gone after ANY of you bad guys AND if I wanted you dead, I'd of pulled the trigger already. He says okay and I jump us outside Hamburg. Well, while he's going ng, ng, ng from trying to recover from jumping, I whacked him on the head with the pistol and he was out. Took all his i.d., but left him 5K in cash and a 10K prepaid credit card that I got from one of my bols....and a note saying youth, speed and enthusiasm will always be overcome by wisdom, experience and cunning. Have a nice day and since I know what you look like now, DON'T mess with my family either. Figure Selman had my note analyzed and realized I had written the note and mailed everything to her.
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Post by kaijafon on Nov 3, 2014 19:43:16 GMT -6
awesome! thank you!
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Post by willc453 on Nov 9, 2014 13:07:04 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale of Two Brothers Chapter 15
Okay guys, we know when we p*ss off a woman, it's not a good thing....ESPECIALLY an Affected woman. I know I've been writing about Dream Dancer when I've been writing about DANCING WIND! You'd think the girl would cut this old geezer some slack considering our age difference, but nnnoooo. Dream Dancer is a woman I'll write about in another blog. AS to other Affected women, there's The Snow Queen (and some advice... DON'T call her Queenie either!, Lady Death and her cousin, The Siren. Now those last 2 were some evil mother f*cking b*tches and I was ever so glad that we "evil" villains agreed to band together to kill them....yeah, they were that hard to kill. Not that we didn't have our casualties on that fight. And that .40 came in handy that day....yeah, Selman, I still have it. I consider it one of 2 good luck charms after getting out of your clutches. But those two are another story.
AS to Dancing Wind, she wanted her pound of flesh....you know as in, HOW COULD YOU not remember my name/get it wrong after all these years? We've been working together for a few years and I've gotten to liking her and felt bad about the fox pause I did and like all males (aka village idiots according to ALL women), said I'd make it up to her. First mistake. I'm trying to think what would be easier....have buckets of blood poured over me, followed by me being wrapped in chunks of prime, grade A beef, then jumping into a cage full of starving lions, tigers and bears. Yeah, we KNOW what decision to make....at least it would be a quick, easy death. Like a woman will look at 600 (?) pairs of shoes before finally deciding to buy the 1st pair she had looked at. Just what DANCING WIND (see, I DO remember your name) want? Cocoa beans. Figure great, no problem.....jump to Brazil, get her a hundred pounds of them and she's happy. But nnnoooo....
She wanted beans ONLY of a certain size and color and you know that meant buying lots of bags of beans and sorting thru them. Try TWO DAYS of this and of course, now I had close to 1,000 pounds of beans to resell. That's when she said she was satisfied that I was sorry about my last blog when writing about her. Please note I said she was satisfied....never said anything about being happy and there's a difference. So to make her happy, figured I'd do some stuff on my own to make her happy. So back to Brazil and got 2 dozen, growing cocoa trees and after having her do her thing on 'em, had them planted at her place is somewhere in South America. Yeah, I bought a thousand acres there, had the land leveled and now she's got all sorts of food/plants growing and this is one of 3 places I got made/ready for her. Along with, of course, a really nice place to live/stay in. Then I decided to add some icing so to speak to let her know I was really trying to make up for my indiscretion, in buying 5 pounds EACH of 7 different kinds of chocolate from Switzerland, Germany, France and Belgium for a total of 170 pounds. Of course, I also added 4 gallons of milk to make her happy. And that's where my troubles began.
She had one of those really old, large dining room tables....the kind that's about 8 feet long, 4 feet wide and would seat up to 10 people comfortably. Thing is, one of the legs was kind of wobbly and shortly after we met, I fixed it. What I didn't know was two of the other legs were rotting inside....maybe termites? I don't know, but she's used it a lot over the years and there had never been any trouble with it until I started laying the chocolate on it. Think it was the weight of the milk on the table that did it. So told her I was sorry and asked her was she happy now and she says Oh Ben and I know we're back to being friends and even more important, she's happy.
It was right about then I realize my right leg is wet and I'm wondering WTF, look down and that mongrel dog of hers has his leg raised AND PEEING ON ME?! Look at him and swear to God, he's got an expression on his face saying heh, heh, heh....No matter what you do, I'M TOP DOG AROUND HERE, NOT YOU! Well, Dancing Wind doesn't know what's going on as she's on the other side of the table looking at all the stuff I brought for her. I screamed mother f*cker, turned to kick that dog so hard in the a$$/crotch, he wouldn't land until next week. But in turning to kick him, started to lose my balance, so naturally I put my hand on the table. Now one of things I bought Dancing Wind shortly after we started working together was an Irish table cloth and it wasn't an ordinary one either. Wanted to impress her on how much I really wanted to work with her, so we jumped to Ireland. Took us 2 days, hitting various places before she found one she really liked and she was a happy little camper. The boring part was taking a cab to these different stores.
So I turned, put my hand on the table and weight wise, I'm no butterfly and of course, with my hand on her table linen, slipped, lost my balance and tried grabbing the edge of the table. I got a death grip on the linen and it, of course, slides off the table, the table legs couldn't take the additional weight and before you know it, 170 pounds of chocolate and 4 gallons of milk come sliding off the table....right onto Dancing Wind! Her dog (Samuel) has left the room and is watching everything from around the corner....then I see him actually turn around and give me a view of his a$$ hole, another heh, heh, heh thing/look from him and I've had enough. Once again, it's me screaming mother f*cker and I'm up and chasing him. I'll say one thing, that dog knew I was p*ssed and he hauled a$$. I was so mad, didn't think about jumping for awhile. Just wanted my hands around his neck....or his balls and d*ck with the thought THAT would take a lot of starch out of him. Of course, Dancing Wind is doing some screaming of her own. Well, Samuel hauls a$$ for the barn, with me chasing him, Dancing Wind chasing me and saying don't hurt Samuel, it was only an accident. Accident my a$$.
Besides, for awhile, I got the creeps wile visiting her the first few times. She's got a lot of animals and she lets them run free. Creepy in what way? As in none of them ever sh*tting/peeing in the house....they not only did it outside, but ONLY in certain areas like they were trained to do so. And again, for awhile, I ALWAYS found an animal around me while there....like they were spying on me. Got to thinking of Dwayne and maybe he's figured some way to control lower intelligent animals while "out there"? At least I was able to make friends (if that's the right word) with the dogs, cats and horses. Dogs got chunks of steak, the cats got balls of catnip, including me planting some of around her place. Yeah, Dancing Wind, I did have you unknowingly do you thing on some catnip plants, but figured it was for a good cause. And the horses got really big apples.
Anyway, Samuel's hauled a$$ thru the doggy door with us right behind him. He's hauling a$$ across the yard and then suddenly there's a bunch of chickens in my way and I'm trying not to stop on them and fall flat on my face! Get up and see Samuel going around a corner of the barn and I'm up and hau7ling a$$ again for him....only to run into some pigs laying down right around the corner! God d*mn dog must have been an Olympic jumper in order not to have run right into them, but he's still in sight as he goes around another corner....only to have me run right smack into one of her cows! Been hearing Dancing Wind shouting I needed to calm down, that Samuel didn't mean what he did and for him (Samuel) to get to her. Well, guess what? I knew if I could catch that flea factory BEFORE she saw him, game over for Samuel. Running like crazy and as I go around another barn corner, there's a horse in my way?! Bullsh*t.....that's when I jumped past him and see Samuel scooting under the houses porch and I'm thinking, mother f*cker, you're mine now. Of course, Dancing Wind is on the other side of the house, not seeing any of this. Get to the porch area and scoot down and there he is....that 4 legged p*ss factory and told him he's mine now and started going under the porch for him. This is when he gives me a heh, heh, heh please do look....and shows a sh*t load of really big f*cking teeth!
Not much height room under the porch, maybe 2 feet? That's when I decided to re-think this thing over rather quickly as I hear Dancing Wind calling for Samuel to come to her and was he hiding under the porch again? Moved around a bit and got a better look at the area where Samuel was at and jumped to the area behind him, something he didn't expect. Especially when I grabbed him in the a$$/tail area and said mother f*cker, you're mine now. He gives a large yelp and what was funny was when he tried jumping up to stand up and knocked his head against the boards of the house/porch! Grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and we jumped. Now I was thinking at the time of the chase: volcano, shark or crocs, but there was no way I could do all 3 and I wanted revenge. I mean, sh*t, been feeding this dog chunks of steak for how long and he pees on me? He was going to learn who was top dog around here, but also had to worry about really p*ssing off Dancing Wind. So we jumped to the veldt in Africa after first making a detour at a butchers shop.
For those who don't know what I'm talking about, it's bush country. No, a lot of Africa isn't covered with jungle, with Tarzan and monkeys swinging thru the trees either. Instead, it's flat with a lot of grass and some trees growing in different places....and lions. LOTS of lions if you know where to look for them and I did. You see, I was getting a little bored with the volcano, shark, croc thing and the piranhas took too long. So I had done some scouting to find lions and it helps when you start leaving dead cows around certain areas. Well, Samuel's doing a doggy form of ng, ng, ng and we're a couple hundred feet away from 6 lioneses and 1 lion. I jumped to within 30 feet of them and threw 5 pound steaks at them and actually hitting them, saying here kitty, kitty, kitty. They all had wtf looks on them and then after seeing/smelling the steaks, started gobbling them....and then looking at me with a big, bloody bag of them in one hand. Of course, they started hauling a$$ for me, but no way they were going to catch me. Jump, lay some steaks down on the ground, cats see me, smell the meat and more running by them to me/the steaks. And of course, I kept jumping closer and closer to Samuel who was coming out of it. Yeah, the cats were reacting that quick to a free meal.
Well, I'm in front of Samuel and the cats are maybe a hundred or two feet away, once again heading for me and the steaks. That's when I dropped the rest of them right behind Samuel and stupid f*ck thought I was giving him a really big treat for p*ssing on me! Gently gave him the side of my foot on his a$$ and said look, pointing at the lions coming our way and jumped about 25 feet away from him/the lions. Well, he looks up and I swear to God, his eyes got about as big as golf balls and I could see what he was thinking: HOLY F*CK, DIDN'T KNOW CATS EVER GOT THIS BIG!! And he knew they weren't some ordinary house cat he could kick a$$ on either. So he turns to look for me and I'm a bit away from him and he starts running as fasts as his little legs could allow with the expressions on his face of: come on, we're pals, let's be friends, I was only joking, etc. No more of his heh, heh, heh bullsh*t now. He got within 10 feet of me and I jump back another 25 feet and now he's REALLY anxious because he looked behind him and the cats are 100 feet, maybe less behind him. I like to think to think it wasn't a clog of dirt that was behind him, but sh*t flying out of his a$$ hole because he was so scared. Anything to get rid of extra weight and faster speed. When the cats got really close, I jumped to him and we jumped back to Dancing Winds place. Heard her calling for him and me and had a quick talk with Samuel about being nicer to me in the future. That was one happy/anxious dog to be back home. Toto himself couldn't of been happier when he got back to Kansas. That dog was in such a hurry to get inside the house/safety, he missed the doggy door and ran right into the door! He layed there in a daze till I gave a lion kind of roar and all of a sudden, he couldn't get up/thru the doggy door quick enough. Then of all things, a chicken comes up and starts pecking at my ankle?! I kicked that chicken so hard, I hoped half of its feathers would fly off and I screamed at it: KFC mother f*cker, KFC...that's where we're going to meet next! Dancing Wind wanted to know why I kicked her chicken, where was Samuel and why did I have blood on me (from the steaks you know). Said we (Samuel and I) had a talk and that I had gotten a couple of steaks for him to eat to seal the bargain. Then I see her Dr. friend headed our way and figured it was time to leave. Told her I'd be back in a couple of days and jumped.
Took me abut a week to get things together and she was surprised when I told her to come into her dining area. I had bought a German table that was made in the 1800's, that would seat 10. Also told her that 4 of the chairs were reproductions, but the other 6 were all originals. And on top of the table was the chocolate from the different countries AND on a paper plate, a steak with a note on it saying it was for Samuel and lets be friends. From what I understand, Samuel wouldn't touch/come near it for quite awhile and he's quit messing with the cats. Had new legs put on her old table, so it's being used to hold more of her plants. So, Dancing Wind, that's what happened between Samuel and me.
Remember those lions we had left behind in Africa? Just before I jumped from Dancing Winds place, I remembered a big sore ray being held at Jessica Parkinsons place. You know, the actress who was (note the word WAS) big on helping illegal aliens get benefits, anti-gun, vegetarian as in we should live in harmony with our 2 or 4 legged and winged friends along with being VERY, VERY liberal with other peoples money....as in my and others tax money. And of course, she had a lot of those illegal alien people working for basically for free and ALWAYS had armed guards around her because she was rich/famous.... you know, what's good enough for me isn't good enough for you, the commoners. Well, by amazing co-incidence, I'd been thru her place, taking a tour of it. Since she never told me I couldn't do such a thing, figured it was okay. Well, there was 100+ people (not counting the hired help/security) at this fancy sore ray and I happened to have some lions laying around on their lazy a$$es..... She's got a 30 foot ceiling above her pool for the diving board and of course, I used it a couple of times....and yeah, I made sure I peed in the pool afterwards. Jump back to the cats and grab 2 of them by the tail and jumped back to where we're over the pool and I let the cats go, then jump back for the other cats. Will say one thing, the cats came out of the ng, ng, ng stage a lot quicker than I thought they would.....but then suddenly they're falling thru the air and then find themselves hitting/under water?! Yeah, they was some p*ssed off cats. All they wanted to do was get the h*ll out of Dodge and that's when the fun began. Just wish I had recorded all of this at the time. But you know how it is, it was a spur of the moment kind of thing. Wouldn't of happened if it hadn't started with Samuel and his heh, heh, heh bullsh*t. People running around screaming, running into each other/the lions and then security started trying to shoot the cats and I figured that was an unfair advantage. I mean, after all, didn't Jessica want to live in harmony with her 4 legged friends? So I started jumping the guards to a beach in Hawaii. People threw chairs thru the large glass wall that gave a view of the large back yard and started hauling a$$ thru it. The cats, once they felt the fresh air, decided that was the place for them to get out of there. More screaming from everyone. Yeah, some of the rich/famous got clawed/bitten, but mainly for getting in the way of the cats who just wanted to get out of there. And many of the rich and famous decided they didn't want to be every animals friend either...or that animals dinner. And PRO gun owners!
Of course, those people had injuries and they sued Jessica for failure to keep her animals under control. Along with that, no one wanted to go to any more of her parties/fund raisers. Not that she had any more once we had a private chat and that was when she decided she would retire from the film industry and being an activist of any kind. Even after the medical bills were paid, law suits settled, she was still kind of rich....think she was down to something like being worth "only" 5 mill out of the 150 she USED to have. And she's still dealing with immigration/Dept. of Labor about those illegals she had working for her. Yeah, she paid them all right but then charged them for room and board saying if they didn't like it, they could find a place of their own, but immigration would probably catch them pretty quick....and people call me evil?!
As to the cats, I was able to find them pretty quick and took them all back to Africa. Which I'm sure drove the dog catcher people crazy with relief....I mean, who wants to go hunting for lionesses and a lion in the dark? And no doubt, the couple of SWAT teams there too. About a week later, jump into Jessicas bedroom with a lion that I had sedated. This was around 2-3am so I knew she'd be asleep. So I kicked the baseboard of the bed, tried roaring like a lion and said here kitty, kitty, kitty. That woman woke up real quick and hit the table lamp by her bed, sees me and then the lion. And she's quick....grabs a .44 from the hidden compartment in her headboard and pulls the trigger! Not that it did her any good of course as not only did I know about it, had it modified with inert bullets. As I said, made more than one visit to her place. So when she pulled the trigger, a stick came out of the barrel with a flag unrolling from it with the word BANG written on it. Then she hauled ass for the bathroom, not that it did her any good because as soon as she had locked the door, turns around to see me, screams and tries unlocking the door to get out of the bathroom! Which I let her...problem was, the lion was waking up and sitting up even though it was a bit groggy. I'm behind her and a lion is in front of her and she knows she's f*cked and starts begging/ pleading for her life and she was really, really, sorry she ever called any of us infected/diseased instead of Affected as we're also known as. Told her I not only had the ability to jump, but that I could also control animals which is why I brought those lions to her place earlier. They could of done a lot more damage if I had wanted them to, but didn't. She couldn't agree quick enough as she realized there was no place she could hide that I couldn't find her. I'll write more about her and other women like her in another chapter.
Oh, before I forget....some wondered why (like Dancing Wind) didn't I put a piece of cloth between my skin and the ankle ring? Truth is, I never thought about it! Think more than anything else, I was in shock for quite awhile from being captured, unable to use my ability and of course, not only seeing Dwayne, but his reaction to me.
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Post by kaijafon on Nov 9, 2014 17:20:20 GMT -6
OH that was WONDERFUL!!!!!! LOL! Thank you so much!! awesome! Poor Samuel! I hope Ben relents ... and doesn't feed him to the sharks! Dancing Wind would NEVER forgive him for that one!!!
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Post by kaijafon on Nov 9, 2014 17:21:06 GMT -6
PS I think I gained five pounds just reading about all that chocolate!!
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Post by kaijafon on Nov 9, 2014 21:05:56 GMT -6
Well I like the addition too! so funny I can just picture it all in my mind! awesome! thanks so much
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Post by willc453 on Dec 8, 2014 17:40:50 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale of Two Brothers Chapter 16
As to dealing with HS, I found out who the top 5 people were and got my revenge. Now I know the head of HS reports to POTUS and I gave serious thought of taking him and his cow out, but didn't. Thought if I did, govt.'s world wide would come down really hard on ANYONE affected. Once I took out the top 5 HS people, they had his a$$ covered all the time. But they never thought about his bathroom....in his residence or the one in the Oval Office. I mean, come on, the Prez has to take a dump some time, sooner or later, right? Do you actually see him hurrying to some bathroom down the hall from the Oval Office to grunt/make disgusting noised alongside the common man? Wonder how long it took him to realize his b*tt wasn't used to the kind of toilet paper I subbed in it's place? Bought a roll that had his face printed on each sheet. And remember how he was down with a "cold" for 4 days? And how he kind of hobbled instead of normally walking around? Yep, me again. I used two different kinds of super glue/gel epoxy not only on top of the toilet seat, but where it makes contact with the toilet itself. The 2nd part was weight activated and once it was, made a super duper bond to the toilet. The 1st part was heat activated and super glued his a$$ to the seat with a little something different happening. Which is why the Prez has a red ring around his a$$!Oh yeah, did I mention that it gave him 2nd degree burns? He was lucky....was trying for 3rd degree. Secret executive orders my a$$. Oh yeah, I also sprayed some super glue that didn't work until it made contact with something, so when he went to open one of his Oval Office desk drawers.... And of course, got the seat of his chair AND armrests too, so it wasn't just the lawyers screaming for the Affected constitutional rights that got the govt. off our a$$.
Later on, some of the "evil" Affected contacted me, wanting to know if I'd be interested in being hired in case something went wrong. I got 10% of the value what ever they were after just as a retainer and if called, 25%. Some of these people are NOT the brightest bulb in the pack because they didn't mind leaving their "associates" behind when they called to rescue them. Then they couldn't understand why others weren't anxious/willing to follow them even if the rewards were very high.
Okay, let's talk about The Ice Queen as she's known. She has the ability to freeze basically ANYTHING TO WELL BELOW ZERO. She was on a flight from NYC after visiting some relatives and on her way for a week in Egypt (a popular tourist destination for Russians if you didn't know) when she got Affected. She's in her 30's and good looking woman. Find out she's related (cousin of some kind) to one of the Russian ladies I helped start a business with earlier. All she knew was her cousin had gotten the opportunity to start a business in America thru the efforts of a rich American. She knew her cousin was working as a hooker and Russian women are a lot more realistic about life than American women. Do what you can to stay ahead/ alive. And Selman, don't bother looking for the girls in NYC....remember, I said The Ice Queen took a flight from NYC to go to Egypt. Anyway, not long after returning home, she started doing her thing. Like freezing a bank wall, then having one of her people whack it a few times with a sledgehammer and voila, the vault was now open for "withdrawals". Of course, while there are a lot of banks in Russia, there's even more in Europe and even more here in the states which is where we met.
Had some spare time on my hands and it was during this time I started thinking about turning Carlos, etc. into the feds. Think part of it was doing all this drug stuff was like it being a job....you know, 9 to 5, same thing day after day. Yeah, I was making a lot of money, but felt like a godd*amn hamster running his a$$ off on one of those little wheel things. Having been there, done that for basically 40 years, that sh*t gets old quick. So wanted to keep my hand in the till so to speak. Besides, I never had hit any deposit boxes and had a really neat portable, high speed drill/bit I wanted to try out. (Don't mess with me as I have a power tool and I know how to use it!)
First off, took/jumped with the money that was there, then back again with the drill. Close to 300 deposit boxes and of course, I started hitting the bigger ones first and got all sorts of interesting stuff. Cash, jewelry, photos (as used in blackmail), computer thumb nail drives loaded with info, etc. Made some brownie points with some of the bling I got from there and NO, Dancing Wind, you never got any of that stuff. The stuff I got for you, I paid in cash, okay? Think I was on the 17th box when it started getting cold....and I mean cold. The bank was cheap....no kind of heat available in the vault. Knew something wasn't right, but curiosity got ahold of me, so after jumping to get my newly found property out of the way, jumped back to hide behind the rack where the money USED to be.
Then hearing a whack, whack, whack....and within a minute or less, chunks of STEEL, concrete, etc. started hitting the bank vault floor. I was impressed by who ever was doing this. Maybe two minutes or less of hitting the wall and it was big enough for a man to enter without any trouble. Then I'm hearing Russian being spoken and since being with my girls for awhile, I had some idea of what they were saying. A woman (?!) is telling these guys to grab the money while she worked on the deposit boxes. That's when I spoke up and said hey, this place is occupied and would you mind doing business somewhere else? Of course, this IMMEDIATELY drew a bunch of gun fire from her "associates" AND set off the banks silent security alarm. She was good enough to figure out how to freeze any of the alarms in the bank, but hadn't realized she hadn't gotten them all. Slight oversight on her part. She's shouting nyet, nyet (means no in Russian) and tells me to come out with my hands out or face the consequences. When I didn't reply quick enough, godd*mn, the air got cold and I could see ice being formed/traveling right towards me on the walls, floor AND shelving really f*cking quick! Time for me to get out of here, so I jumped to the top of the building next to the bank as I wanted to know who could do something like this as this super cold bit was a new one on me. From there, I had a good view of what was going on because of the lights. This was the first time I ended up helping an "evil" villain....or should I say, villainess? There's a bunch of shouting inside the vault as I think they were a little unhappy in not only finding me gone, but the money and some of the deposit boxes had already been broken into. Thing is, she tried going ahead with the job, not knowing the silent alarms had gone off and cops were on their way. Figured better to grab what she could cause after all, she did have her "associates" to pay off for their labor.
Well, from my advantage point, could see the lights from the cop cars headed our way and there was a bunch of 'em....as in at least 2 dozen? So that's when I called out saying they better hurry as they've got company coming. Dorks....of course, they tried shooting at me, but had no idea where I was really at. Did you know this was the first time I saw The Flash in action? Of course, later on he was known as The Speedster. And he was/is impressive as h*ll when it comes to speed....and DON'T let that go to your head either. Just remember, you're fast, I'M FASTER as you've already found out....cheese or no cheese. Of course, The Ice Queen had a few tricks up her sleeves as she's dealt with cops before....her problem having not dealt with another Affected. She got her people out of the vault pretty quick, but not quick enough and started freezing the alley way/road near the front of the bank, so when the cops started showing up, they went skidding everywhere, unable to stop. Thing is, she had to leave one way open for them to get away in their cars....and Speedy was coming up faster than the cops were at the other end of the building. So I thought I'd kind of even things out and jumped behind him and learned my first lesson: have to lead a little bit in order for me to touch him....yeah, he was moving that fast. But since I knew what he looked like, got him on the 2nd jump and he found himself traveling at a high speed off a beach in Hawaii and straight into the water! Yeah, he found he could really run fast, but with him going ng, ng, ng for a few seconds, lost his coordination and smacked into the water where he did an outstanding (10 out of 10 rating) number of tumbles in hitting the water. I waited a few seconds to make sure he wasn't going to drown and boy, did he look confused which was time for me to leave. Was also kind of hoping the govt. would be looking for another Affected who could open portal/worm holes to different parts of the world.
Well, the cops had cars all over the place and now both parts of the alley way were covered by cops with lots and lots of guns. Now The Ice Queen and her "associates" were trapped inside the vault with the cops telling them to come out with their hands up. So I jumped to hide behind a dumpster and called out to them, saying would you like a little help in Russian. The Ice Queen wants to know who I am and told her I just helped getting rid The Flash for you....she was shocked on hearing that news and wanted to know how I did it. Was I like her, meaning Affected? Said yes and told her what I could do. Asks if I was the American who got her cousin to America and helped her start a business? Thing is, she gave the wrong type of business, so I knew it was a trick and told her what kind of business I had not set not only the one girl up in, but the others. She says okay, maybe she could use some help, so told her I was jumping so that area would be clear. The girls I had helped had never given her my name which was some brownie points in their favor. Yeah, it was kind of risky doing something like this, but figured I'd get some brownie points in helping her and of course, already had some from her cousin and all of their immediate family.
Jumped into the vault and after a brief conversation, it was decided I'd jump them all to Orlando. Why there? None of them had ever been to Disney World, Sea World, etc. Hey, "evil" people like to go to fun places too. Of course, took all their guns because they wouldn't need them there and stashed them in one of my bols. Also figured in case there were any cameras in the area (and there were a lot of street cameras in that area of NYC), they couldn't be arrested if they were in Orlando during the same time frame. Women being women, she of course, had on her "evil villainess" costume and it looked pretty sharp to tell the truth. One thing that happened to her was her hair and skin....hair was pure white and skin a kind of pale blue. Outfit was all white of course, custom made. After we got to know each other, told her she was a bit young to be called The Snow Queen....how about The Ice Princess or Princess for short? And of course, a Princess must have a really nice tiara to wear, which I later got for her to wear. Made extra brownie points on that one.
They were checking into Disney World when she found out her credit cards didn't work! Seems she got careless in one job or another and left fingerprints behind and the Russian/American govts. ended up seizing/holding all of her known bank accounts. I, of course, being a gentleman, gave her a couple of pre-paid debit cards and yes, got my money back. And no, didn't charge her interest either which kind of surprised her. We ended up swapping phone numbers/emails because I was thinking maybe I could use her ability in the future and she thought the same.
----------------------------------- Sorry to be so late in putting in a new chapter. Simply didn't realize it's been that long. Got 3 chapters being written now, with the next one with Ben having been having fun during Halloween/ Christmas during his 2nd year of being Affected. Also introducing a new Affected character into this story. Hope you like what I've written. And yes, still working on the next chapter of The Layover
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Post by kaijafon on Dec 8, 2014 18:16:25 GMT -6
wonderful! thank you so much!
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Post by willc453 on Dec 9, 2014 17:27:21 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale of Two Brothers Chapter 17
As a kid, I always enjoyed Halloween but now with my ability, I was REALLY able to enjoy it. No, I wasn't running around stealing candy from little kids either. In my 2nd year of being Affected, went to my prop maker who made me a set of skeleton arms w/hands that were held on by Velcro straps on my arms and with rings/wires, able to move and even grasp some things. Then started checking out various nursing home across the U.S., but mainly in L.A. and a few places in Florida. Took me a few weeks to check each place out and while I did have some fun that night, I also righted a few wrongs. And for a few weeks, the religious nuts/groups got themselves into a frenzy. This is what happe4ned:
Most of the people were in bed by 7pm and I'd jump so I'd be just outside their bedroom windows while dressed in my death costume. Had a death mask and scythe also made....I mean, if you're going to do something, do it with some style right? I hit Florida first because it became darker there first to begin with, being on the east coast. See some old geezer (male or female, it didn't matter) in their room watching tv and I'd rap on the window to get their attention. But some of them were a bit hard of hearing and a couple of times, I put a crack in the glass in rapping so hard to get their attention. They'd turn to see what was making the noise and see me....at which time I'd point a boney arm/hand at them, then bending a boney finger, bending it as to say you're next, come here while slowly moving my scythe from side to side like I'm ready to use it on 'em. Without fail, all of a sudden they could haul a$$, including a couple of them that HAD been using a wheelchair to get around in! As to others in wheelchairs, I was surprised they didn't flip the wheelchair over in trying to get away because it looked like they were doing wheelies! Canes/walkers....all of a sudden, they weren't needed either.
Of course, this commotion brought the caretakers AND cops into my fun. The caretakers were trying to reassure the people there that death was not rapping on their windows....until they saw me. They whipped out their cell phones and of course, called 911. Not that it did them any good. I'd jump behind a caretaker and either lay a "boney" hand on their shoulder if it was a guy or goose the women caretakers. Then just as quick, either jump to an open doorway or just outside the door and rap on the wall/door to get their attention. Soon the chase was on...at least for a little bit. They quickly realized that what ever I was, they weren't going to catch me and just maybe, I really was death and there to claim a lot of souls. Why would they think this? Well, I jumped behind some of them (the care takers)and then jumped us to various dark places, like inside a bunch of empty storage units I had rented for a month. I wonder how long it took them to realize they weren't in hell and in a storage unit? Or if any got religion?
As to the cops, they were a lot of fun too. More than once, I'd hear the command to freeze, then turn around which I did. Then it was lay on the ground with my arms/legs spread and I'd point my boney hand/finger at myself as in meaning, you talking to me? Cops seem to think because there's a couple of them with guns, everyone's going to automatically obey them....maybe sheep do, but not me. I'd jump to a tree and shake the branches to get their attention and of course, they had wtf looks on their faces while looking at each other. Some of the cops made the mistake of shooting at me, but after being mugged that one time, ALL my costumes are made of kevlar and have some metal plating in them like in the chest/back area. Those cops I jumped to storage units too and they should of exercised a little more trigger control because I read that 3 of them shot their partners! Considering how cops seem to be a little trigger happy with people lately, figured that kind of balanced things out. Then off to another retirement center/rest home for more fun. Scared the snot out of a lot of people that night and from what I understand, a lot of the retirees suddenly decided they didn't want to grow old/die in these places and moved out!
And I did end up with a lot of candy by accident. I mean, can I help it if parents/kids thought I was for real and abandoned their sacks/plastic pumpkins full of candy when they saw me? I'd use my scythe on a bush, cutting it down a bit, then jump a dozen feet or so to the next bush, cut it....at first, the parents/kids couldn't believe what they were seeing, but once they did, they all decided they had enough of trick or treating and of course, all that candy was slowing them down.... The kids I knew in Mexico got most of it....you KNOW of course, my lady friends got the good chocolate stuff. So, Dancing Wind, that's where your chocolate came from and had a lot of fun during Christmas too.
The Marines have a campaign every year called Toys for Tots in which people donate new toys which will be given to kids who wouldn't be getting anything from Santa this year. Not that the kids were bad or anything, it's just the way things are if you know what I mean. Now the Marines are a small group military wise and they more or less know each other. When I was in the A.F., in my 5th year, started running into people I had worked with at other bases. Saw a couple of them standing in their dress blues, taking with people about their Toys for Tots drive and when they finished talking, I walked over to talk with them. Asked if any of them had devil dog/Marine Corps emblem tattooed on their arm and of course, they all did. Seems it now was the first thing they all did asap. Talk about esprit de corps. Thing is, only the ones I had helped the previous year had the name/date of the city I had helped them. To them (Marines) it was like a badge of honor which made me feel good inside in being remembered this way. Told them who I was and of course, while they were polite, knew they thought I was full of sh*t....till I jumped behind 'em. Now, one of their commandants once said any publicity is good, even if it's bad. So I asked 'em, how you'd like to kick Satans a$$? You guys chase me because I'm going to "steal" some of the toys from the barrel and because even if you're devil dogs, you call no one master, even the devil himself. Figure you guys (meaning the Corps) will get a lot of publicity as Marines and even more important right now, Toys for Tots. Oh yeah, they were all for it.
Took me 20 minutes or so to get my costume/makeup on and when I appeared, I stepped on one of my smoke bombs to "appear" suddenly behind the Marines. Went to grab a couple of toys out of the barrel when two of them grab me and told me to get my stinky, sulfur smelling, skanky a$$ back to h*ll. Told them they were mine and they were to heel like good mongrel dogs and if they were really bad a$$, they'd of joined a good outfit like the Air Force! They of course "hit" me in the stomach, with me bending over and then jumping further away from them. Then the chase was on. I'd slow down when jumping form place to place because I wanted to make sure the guys saw me. I even tried taking toys from kids, saying they were rotten little boogers and I couldn't wait for them to grow up as along with them, I'd be taking mommy/daddy also where it was nice and hot....and kind of jab at them with my pitchfork and give an evil chuckle while flames would suddenly shoot out from the trident. This trident I had made so it would shoot out about 3 inches of flames from the tips using a custom made propane cylinder in the handle. Of course, the Marines were right behind me and some times would knock me over and of course, I let go of the toy I had grabbed. The Marines would give out a oorah from time to time or say the Marines have landed. People are cheering, telling the Marines to kick Satans a$$ and when they had me, they'd "beat" me up for a minute or two before I jumped. This went on for 20 minutes or so till I yelled I've had enough, but I'll be back because I know there's a bunch of bad little girls and boys that are on my Toys for Tots list and it won't be no Christmas present I'll be giving them and jumped.
Well, it seems a lot of people really got into the Christmas spirit and patriotism. Seventeen barrels got filled with presents and 19 guys & 12 women said they would (and did) volunteer for the Marine Corps the next day. And who knows how many across the country joined after seeing phone videos of them kicking Satans a$$ out of the store? The store actually stayed open an additional 45 minutes just so people could buy presents to donate to Toys for Tots program. And it was another hour before the last of the customers/kids got done talking with the Marines. Of course, it was colder than sh*t that night (Chicago isn't called the Windy City for nothing you know), but I had a couple of thermoses filled with fresh Jamaican coffee for them. (I had changed to normal street clothes at this time) They were glad to see me, but didn't appreciate the comment about how they should of joined the Air Force and they were sorry that they didn't quite pull all of their punches when they heard me say that. Ended up giving them 50 pre-paid credit cards worth 50K each and told them it was for each state as the Marines have this toy drive in all the states. Well, they were thanking me and I got to thinking and told them to hold on, you ain't seen nothing yet. Jumped to a store and bought a Santa Claus outfit, put it on and then jumped to the roof of the store building yelling ho, ho, ho, Merry Christmas and thanks again to you Marines for kicking Satans behind. (Santa doesn't curse, so couldn't use the word a$$ you know) Said this a couple of times and you should of seen the look not only on the kids faces in the parking lot, but even some of the parents when I literally jumped from the roof, fell a dozen feet only to suddenly land/appear on the parking lot and started shaking the hands of the marines, then jump back to the roof for a couple more ho, ho, ho's and I'm back to the North Pole, then jumped back to my bol. Which got me to thinking about Hairy and Christmas.
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Post by kaijafon on Dec 9, 2014 18:59:16 GMT -6
hahahahaha! great chapter! thanks!
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Post by willc453 on Dec 15, 2014 15:48:20 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale of Two Brothers Chapter 18
Anyone remember the actor, Don Knots? He always played the quiet, shy kind of guy....one who could disappear in a crowd of one. Hairy's one of the few people whose ability of being Affected actually meshed/matched with his job as a barber. I felt sorry for the guy....talk about being pu$$y whipped. He was the youngest and only male in his family. He had 3 older sisters and of course, his mother. His father (also a barber) ended up leaving them when he was 3 years old because of his wifes constant nagging or daughters wanting. Man, talk about a shrew....no doubt she/those girls were what Shakespeare was thinking of when he wrote that play, but in this case, she and the daughters weren't tamed....well, that was until I got my hands on 'em. Now Hairy did have some balls, but he only used them once a year and that's when he went to the yearly barbers convention in New Jersey and God knows, those b*tches tried breaking/stopping him from going there every year. Hairy was 25 and on a flight back from the convention when he got changed. In case you didn't know, barbers don't make a lot of money, but the women had the attitude of champagne taste, but a beer budget. And because of that attitude, every year he went to the convention, that was less money they had to spend on themselves. Think of a male Cinderella, but with no hope of anything ever changing in his life. I mean, did $800 mean that much to these women for a 4 day convention? He was so pathetic that he didn't have any dream of any kind to fantasize about. I mean, I used to do that about winning the lottery, but not him. At times, as he told me later on, he thought death would be a relief. And of course, he had to deal with all the apartment repairs AND do most of the cooking/cleaning after getting off work.
Thing is, when a woman (or in this case, women) keeps working on a man, he eventually wears down inside. Problem was, he still had this "thing" about taking care of his mother/sisters even after years of being used/abused. It was also going to be the last year he was going to the barbers convention because the women had finally worn him down enough and fortunately, it was when he as Affected. What they didn't know was he's an outstanding baritone singer, hooking up with other singers at the convention. He had picked up 2 cases of free hair tonic samples and thought he'd use it at his shop which was about to go under because the women demanded so much money from him all the time. Thing was, he didn't know he was Affected until we met. You see, he thought it was the hair tonic that was enabling his customers to grow their hair back! Some guys are quite sensitive about losing their hair no matter what their age and it didn't take long before word spread Hairy's new hair tonic was able to grow hair! Of course, not being totally spineless, did triple the price of what he paid for it and things were going well at first. (And which his mother/sisters getting the extra profit) But then of course, those that bought the tonic and not having him use it on them, weren't growing any hair and things started getting bad. The shop needed major repairs which Hairy couldn't pay for because the women kept having him put it off as they needed new shoes, etc. While the sisters weren't bad looking, they wanted to marry some rich guy so they could live the life they thought they deserved....for what ever reason. This meant going to trendy nightclubs, hair salons, cab fare, etc. Not that nay rich guy would be interested in them because I'm sure they knew these 3 were nothing more than money grubbing leeches on two legs. So the shop was going to be closed by order of the city for its many violations.
I was sitting on top of a roof entrance shed, taking a break. The Russian girls had had some problems with competition, called me and I dealt with it if you must know. Next thing I know is Hairy's singing his heart out. No idea what was being said as it was in Italian, but I knew it was a sad song and you could just feel the pain in him as he was singing it. After he was done, I said thank you very much.... don't know what you were singing, but got the feeling you were expressing your emotions thru the song and was there anything I could do to help you? Well, he was embarrassed at me hearing him and I think what I said about his song. Tells me there's really nothing I could do to help him and next thing I know is he's standing on the edge of the roof! I said hold on a minute, suicide's not the way to go if that's what you're thinking and I'll be a son of a b*tch, he steps off of the roof and starts falling towards the street! Wasn't even thinking and barely had time to react so I could jump to him and then jump both of us back to the roof top and then of course, he's going thru the ng, ng, ng phase for a bit. And he's no dummy either....wanted to know how he got back on the roof when he knew he had stepped off of the roof, so I told him what my ability was and showed him by jumping around the roof a little bit. He was amazed....and I think in a bit of awe because I was the first Affected he'd actually met. Of course, he had a lot of questions about what it was like and I said, let's get something to eat and he said okay. Jump us to Long with Big Ben right across the river. It was day time there and he looked around in complete surprise because he thought we'd be going some place local. Said if you don't like fish and chips, tell me what you do like and I'll take us there. He said Chinese, so took us to Hong Kong where there's a hole in the wall place I know of and yes, I helped the people out at one time, so when I knock and give my name, the door's always open for me and any guest.
Fortunately, the place was about to open and of course, no problem getting a private room. Was surprised when he started speaking Chinese and he also knows some Cantonese, having learned it from tapes borrowed from the library. Well, I had the owners wife slip him some liquor, saying there wasn't that much alcohol in it and before too long, had his entire life story. Decided to do something about this, then and there. Told him I had to take care of some business, but I'd be back in 30 minutes or so, in the mean time, enjoy the food.
Since I knew his apartment number, all I did was jump to the roof and walk to it....of course, I had my Satans costume on. When one of the sisters answered the door, they asked who was it and said I was from the insurance company. That their shop had burned down and I needed their signatures so as to start the paperwork on getting their insurance settlement going. Yeah, she was that stupid to fall for it. As soon as the door was opened, I slammed into it with my shoulder and knocked her on her a$$ and said guess whose time has come for reckoning? Well, she let out a scream with the other 2 sisters and mother running out to see what was going on. Had no problem grabbing the 4 of them and took them to one of my bols, this one being in a sealed cave. Put pillow cases over their heads, then zip tied their hands/feet while they were going thru the ng, ng, ng phase and left them in the cave to get back to Hairy.
To make a long story short, Hairy could not only make hair grow, but he can also control AND color it. Contacted one of the Russian ladies who knew a contractor in Hairy's city and had his people not only bring everything up to code, but exceed it. The contractor knew a woman who was an interior decorator and with Hairy telling her what he'd like, got it done. I bought the place next to his barbershop (empty store) which got made into a hair salon for those 4 to be doing nails, etc. Yeah, after they were.... "educated", sent them to a beauty salon school. Their "education" was only just over a month long and they quickly realized where they were going to be in the food chain in Hairy's life. They all found out that when one of them had "sticky fingers", all 4 paid the price by going back to the people I had sent them to for "education" for 3 days. No more "sticky fingers" and of course, they had a good attitude adjustment. Bought the apartment complex where Hairy lived and had 2 apartments totally rebuilt, one for him, the other for those 4 with Hairy having a key to their place, but they don't have one to his.
Oh yeah....had to work with/on Hairy for a few months till his balls dropped back to where they should be. Of course, maybe it helped that we spent a few days (okay, it was actually 2 weeks) at Hef's place. Of course, Hairy being Hairy, he couldn't help but help the women doing their hair and word quickly spread on how good he was and he never quoted a price..... I suggested they pay him what they thought it was worth and the money started rolling in for him, especially after word got around. Thing is, he's not a Hollywood kind of guy and could of made a fortune in L.A./Hollywood....he just wanted to return home. But men/women followed him and he's still making money hand over fist and of course, his mother/sisters are now in aw of him because he's not only so successful financially, but knows a lot of famous men/ women. Thing is, he's not just doing the rich/famous, but ordinary men/women who are losing or have lost their hair. Not that they "donate" what the rich/famous do. This is where he/I had a difference of opinion as he was going to be too cheap in doing something like this till we had a talk about it. He reluctantly agreed to it, but when I suggested he start hitting hospital wards for kids who lost their hair due to cancer treatments, he got all enthused about it.
As to sex, he went overboard for about 6 months as in every night, a different woman. Of course, it helped that I contacted one of the Russian ladies and showed him how to correctly dress, etc. All he needed was a simply push here and there to show him what he could do in life and that gave him the confidence he needed. Of course, his family didn't say a bad word about what he was doing once he got going as they had learned their lessons quite well....and me stopping in to see how things were going the first 6 months.
One of the things I helped him with was opening a Chinese restaurant and you can guess where this is going. Yep, brought over 2 dozen of the Chinese from Hong Kong, but this time, it was legal. Just used some "verbal incentives" to a couple of Congressmen/Senators to get their green cards pushed thru in a week instead of months. Which meant buying a closed restaurant, rebuilding/stocking it, etc. As to the building inspectors who tried shaking me down after Hairys barbershop was rebuilt, 3 out of 4 of them didn't pass the tests I gave them. The other passed the word to the other city building inspectors and when something's wrong, we get it fixed. But it has ALWAYS been something wrong that needed to be corrected and NOT some made up bs excuse. As to Hairy, he ended up marrying TWO Chinese sisters that worked at the restaurant and they have 8 kids all together.
-------------------------------------------------- Have chapter 19 already written, but taking a break for a bit. Have 3 other chapters written/being written and working on how Ben/Dancing Wind and the good (?) Dr. met. Chapter 19 deals with Ben, Christmas and of course, the Marines. Ben (pun intended) having a lot of fun writing these chapters, which is why The Layover hasn't had a new chapter in awhile.
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Post by kaijafon on Dec 15, 2014 19:15:54 GMT -6
Thank you so much!!!
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Post by willc453 on Jan 1, 2015 15:17:38 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale of Two Brothers Chapter 19
So there I was, thinking about Christmas. Kind of short notice, but called Hairy to see if he could help me as I wanted to look hair wise, the way Santa does. Started losing my hair in my early 20's and it never bothered me and yes, Hairy asked more than once if I wanted his help. I told him no, it just reminded me of who I had been before being Affected and he understood that which is why he still wore his old barber robes when working. Well, he not only gave me my hair back, it was shoulder length AND pure white. Also got a long beard from him also in white, which normally would of taken me 5 months to get to half that length. He'd seen the videos of me/the Marines and as soon as I told him about wanting some hair and what kind, he laughed and said no problem. Told him what I was thinking and he said he'd start asking around the neighborhood.
Now the Marines had contacted me 2 days after our Satan/Marine "incident", asking if I would mind being Satan again to keep the media focused on their Toys for Tots program and of course, I said okay, but couldn't do all the shows they wanted as I had other things going too. After explaining, they understood, but ended up doing 42 shows till 2 days before Christmas Eve. Thing is, some people thought they could kick Satans a$$....bad mistake on their part. One guy grabbed my trident after I was knocked over and the trident flew from my hand, saying Marines aren't so tough, look what I got and I'm keeping as a souvenir?! THAT p*ssed me off. Jumped to my stash, grabbed a real pitchfork, jumped back and stuck him with 1/2 inch of pitchfork tines in his a$$! He screamed like a girl, dropped my trident of course, with me grabbing it, jumped back to my stash to leave the real one there, then back to deal with this a$$hole. Winked at the Marines, saying he's mine and let out some flames from the trident and they said no, I wasn't taking him and surrounded him with this guy moaning/sniveling/crying, saying he was sorry, don't let Satan take me, only you Marines can protect me. I said take a look at this sniveling piece of sh*t...he'd never even make it thru Army basic training, much less something tough like the Marine Crops. Then one of the Marines said we build men and we can do it with him. That's when the guy sniveled, saying he would join the Marines and I jumped out of there. A couple of guys made the mistake of grabbing my tail which while well sewed in, it was never intended to be really yanked on. Now there were only 2 guys stupid enough to actually grab it as it was swishing around in the air. The first guy started to say hey, this isn't rea....and I jumped us both out of that store and to Death Valley where I left him for 3 days. When I dropped him back into the store, he believed he had been either to hell or Purgatory. So had my prop maker come up with anelectrified tail. Didn't need much....a dozen double D batteries and solenoid (?) from a Ford model A or T. So when the 2nd guy grabbed the tail, he got knocked on his a$$. With a lot of people video taping our "fights" everyone quickly realized the last thing anyone wanted to do was grab Satans tail! In the following year, I had it modified so a spark of electricity would jump/snap out from time to time with a loud KZAP, but no one hurt when the metal touched anyone. And I thought it was a bit unkind for the newscasters (women of course) to comment on how my a$$ looked big after the first modification.
Of course, every time Satan appeared, Santa Claus would be there to thank the Marines. Remember how I said I felt like a hamster on a wheel doing the drug bit? Found myself working 18 hours a day hitting various stores. I'd come home and more than once, all I wanted was a shower and some sleep. The women I had with me there were really nice in having something ready for me to eat and the media went into a frenzy with Satan/Santa appearing everywhere during this time. And of course, all the Marines involved in this got the city/state/date tattooed near the Marine Corps emblem on their arm. I also had a lot of women Marines involved in the fight against Satan. Took us a few hours of training and get things organized so everyone knew their part. More than once, one of the lady Marines would grab/flip me over her shoulder and very rarely would I hit a rack of something, other wise I'd land on the floor, then she/ other lady Marines would "beat me up" for a bit, so I'd then jump to another part of the store. So the number of women joining the Marines jumped up too....along with getting their tattoos of course. Of course, I made sure both sexes got money to replace any damaged uniform, dry cleaning, hosiery, etc.
And kids....I do love kids, but some of them..... More than once, I'd have some kid that would run up to me and actually kick me in the shin or ankle, saying go to h*ll Satan because that's one of the things the Marines would be telling me as they "beat me up"/chased me and/or the Marines are coming for you. And of course, even Santa's patience can wear thin as one 11 year old boy found out. Had just finished a tour as Santa and was hungry. Didn't know what I wanted until I realized it had been awhile since having any Hooters chicken wings so jumped to the Hooters in Portland, Oregon where 2 girls (Jennifer/Patricia) I knew from previous visits before being Affected. Place was full, but not packed and when the girls saw me, they knew who I was even with my long beard/hair, but said very loudly, LOOK KIDS, IT'S SANTA CLAUSE! Must of been over a dozen of 'em having supper with their parents and of course, all their heads snapped to look at me. Of course, I had to talk with the littler ones with the last girl named Sarah (about 5), crying her eyes out, saying her brother said I didn't exist and how many times he was mean to her. The world's a tough enough place and people/kids shouldn't be doing/saying things like this, especially around Christmas time. This is when Johnny (her 11 year old brother) made his first mistake by coming up to us, pushing his sister off my lap and onto the floor and then second mistake of by yanking on my beard saying it wasn't real?! BAD MISTAKE on his part. His parents were telling him that wasn't nice, he shouldn't be doing things like, etc. You know, basically complete lack of parental control/up bringing on this little snot. Parents/kids had gotten close to us when all of this went down, but they backed off quick enough when I stood up and turned to Johnny as they saw something on my face....something Johnny should of realized, but being 11 years old, he, of course, knew everything. Reached out and grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him to where we were literally face to face.
I said you are familiar with my naughty and nice list, aren't you? He's got an attitude and of course tells me it's all bullsh*t with me being Santa, etc. Of course, other kids are getting an earful and they're starting to look like they're going to cry. I told him that as Santa, I actually had a 3rd list and I called it the kaka list. Remember, Santa doesn't curse, but the kid said bullsh*t again AND saying I meant sh*t list. That's when I said so low only he could hear me: you have truly p*ssed Santa off in lying to your sister about me, no doubt you bully her when your parents aren't around, you disrespect your parents, use of foul language and now, today is payback time and I jumped us outside the restaurant and out onto the parking lot. Of course, the girls were surprised as everyone else when we disappeared and there was some screaming/hollering going on till I called out to everyone, with everyone quickly leaving the restaurant to see what was going to happen next. Well, the kid's doing ng, ng, ng and I waited till he came out of it. The parents were telling me I couldn't hurt little Johnny as he was ever so sensitive as that's what the school counselors/shrinks said. I told them since they failed to properly discipline Johnny, he was going to get a quick lesson from me. Johnny's trying to break free, so grabbed him with both hands and said let the lessons begin and jumped us to the roof of the Safeway store next door which is about 60 feet or so high. Kid realizes we've jumped again, but now where we're at until I said look around and oh yeah, look down. He did and kid actually had the balls to say I wouldn't drop him. Another mistake on his part. He probably screamed louder than his sister ever did as he fell. I jump to grab him and get us back on the roof. Asked if he believed in me and said no again?! Drop him again, another scream, jump to grab him, etc. Johnny was hard core in refusing to believe in Santa, Santa's kaka list, not to be mean to his sister/others, so drastic measures were needed. I jumped us to the air over London where Herc/I had helped those people on the airliner earlier that year and this time when I let go of him, I jumped back to the ground below while Johnny was going to fall thru the air for at least 3 minutes and I think I could hear him screaming from fear when he realized Santa HADN'T come back for him and then louder as ground started rushing up very, very quickly. When I did jump for him, we ended up back in the parking lot and of course, the parents are going nuts. Asked Johnny if he believed in Santa now and about the kaka list. Oh yeah, the kid believed as you could see it on the front/rear of his pants where he had cr*pped/p*ssed his pants. Told Sarah that her brother was not only to be nice to her from now on, but help you when you have problems and if he wasn't, to just let me know. Turned to Johnny and said you don't want to be on my other list any more do you? And what I said about being nice to your sister, foul language, etc. Oh, he couldn't agree fast enough on everything I said. Believe me, the other kids were looking at me in awe (and even a lot of the parents) and of course, now everyone wanted their photo taken with Santa. I also got a freebie out of all of this: welcome to have one free meal, once a week at that restaurant!
Well, there's a lot of stores that have Christmas trees with wishes on them. It would be a card with a kids name/age on it and what he/she would like for Christmas. With Hairy's, the Russian/Mexican women and Marines help, I got 500 wishes to fill. Passed out the money to everyone to buy everything and you know what the biggest pain in doing this was? Coming up with Santa's toy bag! I'd hit a store after it was closed when possible, then put a sign saying the following kids needed to be at the store on a certain date and certain time. Had all the bags marked with the city/state/store. Thing is, some kids (3 out of 5) weren't asking for something for themselves, but for their brother/sister/mom/dad, so made sure they all got covered. Some times both parents would show up, but usually it was the mother and many times, she was a single parent. I'd talk with her/both parents to find out what was going on in their life and basically, they had fallen on hard times due to no fault of their own. Many had scrimped/saved like that guy Marley in the story about Ebenezer to put a turkey on the table for Christmas. Gave them debit cards for $1,000 right on the spot and gave them my email address so we'd stay in touch. Kept helping these people out until they were on their feet money wise and instead of paying me back, told them they had to help 2 other people that needed help like they had needed. And once again the kids.... pull on my beard to make sure it's real. Or ask me how come I was so skinny? I mean, I had a pillow in front of my stomach, but Santa is really fat compared to me. Told them I lost weight between last Christmas and this Christmas because I wasn't eating so many cookies and drinking so much milk like I did on Christmas Day. And like Santa, I had a list of when/where I was suppose to be at. It was suggested I use on of those ipod things, but said no to that for 2 reasons. One was I wasn't used to it, the other was Santa being an old fashioned kind of guy using pencil and paper. It also helped the girls had a copy of my list as a couple of times I almost took the wrong bag.
Of course, I did have to make a grand kind of entrance and Santa always has helpers. The Russian/Mexican/Hooter ladies volunteered to be Santas helpers in calling out names and giving me the gift(s) to pass out to the kids. Of course, they did wear high heels, have short, Christmassy skirts and the tops were kind of open if you know what I mean. Then some of Hefs girls asked if Santa needed help and of course, I did. A lot of photos got taken....a good many of them of guys wanting one with my helpers (Santa not needed in the photos of course). And the girls did help in carrying the extra Santa toy bags. I finally got done just before Christmas Day started and slept until Christmas evening. Thought I had a tough job at times as a truck driver, Santa's got a lot harder one and hope he appreciates how much I did for him.
---------------------- Sorry I didn't get this in before Christmas. Bought a lap top while in Florida so I could get some writing done....didn't want to lose any of my ideas on this story and of course, The Layover which now has 3 pages written. There will more stories on The Affected in the coming weeks, but want to get at least 2 chapters done on The Layover before posting one.
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Post by kaijafon on Jan 1, 2015 15:34:38 GMT -6
Thank you! I can just picture it all in my mind! hilarious!
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Post by willc453 on Feb 9, 2015 11:24:39 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale of Two Brothers Chapter 20
I'm sure no one's forgotten about the cruise liner Oceania. There were what, 5 tv specials, 2 tv and 1 regular movie made? And how the news people were talking it was going to be another Titanic, with lots of lives lost. I was thinking about taking a ride on it for a couple of days, but to pay $5,000 a day for a 10 day cruise is a bit high. Yeah, I know I've got a lot of money, but don't want to blow it foolishly. Besides, I was a little busy helping Carlos and his people at the time. This cruise ship was ONLY for the rich/famous and if you wanted everyone to know you were someone rich/famous, you HAD to be on the first cruise naturally. How well was this ship done up? How about the shipping company had passengers PAY IN ADVANCE for a cruise on it SIX MONTHS IN ADVANCE. The ship had a capacity of what, 3,000 passengers with 1,000 crew members and of course, ALL rooms were luxurious. (except for crew members naturally)
Remember those Allah Akbar guys I dealt with earlier? Guess they got tired of having sex with sheep/goats/boys/each other and decided to strike at the decadent foreigners who didn't worship Allah and follow Mohammed's word as they believed it should be done. They got hired as crewmembers even though there were better people qualified for the job.... racial/ religious discrimination if they weren't you know. Nine got hired and who would of thought so few could cause so much damage to a ship?
Was in Fry's Electronics looking over some large screen TV's for another bol when I happened to catch the news where I saw Herc saying something on tv, so stopped to listen. Says: we worked together once before and once again, you're help is needed. That he hoped we would meet on the Oceania, then the message repeated itself. At this time, the message had been running for about 2 hours and of course, the news commentators were also wondering who Herc was talking about and when I'd show up or why hadn't I already shown up. The problem was the weather....it was nasty in the North Atlantic. Not giant waves of 60-80 feet, but ones 10-12 feet which don't sound like much, but when you're on a sinking ship.... The problem was, the terrorists basically made the ship a floating hull. NO power or communications of any kind by blowing up not only the main computer, but the other 2 back up ones AND the computers which governed the engines. Then they got busy raping/killing unbelievers. The ship did have battery backup for lights, but all the ships electronics were destroyed. With bullhorns, the captain had crew announcing to everyone to get to their cabins and lock the doors once he found out about the terrorists doing their thing to the passengers and occasionally to the crew. How scary can it be to be hiding in a dark room and you KNOW people are looking to rape/kill you and you have no way to defend yourself? Forty-seven people died before Herc took care of the bad guys.
The tv screen showed photos of different parts of Oceania, so decided to jump to the swimming pool area and promptly jumped back to get my head flashlight that I used to use as a truck driver when putting on chains. Yes, I still have my truck driver gear. Worked too d*amn hard to just toss it away. Well, things got exciting when the ship hit an iceberg. With no power, none of the ships doors could be sealed and it tore one humungous gap in the side of the ship, which is why the news people were talking about a Titanic replay. Of course, everyone was busy calling home, their agents and of course, the news people were getting a lot of live, on the air interviews with the rich/famous. Now Herc can do a lot of things, but when it's b*tt freezing cold, that does affect him after awhile. Which is why he tried to seal the gap on the ships hull, but it was simply too big and too large, with the ship taking a lot of water and with no power for the water pumps, the Captain got ready to order to abandon ship.
There were no other ships in the area that could rescue everyone in time, but then 4 nuke subs appeared which surprised the snot out of everyone. Seems even the subs didn't know there were other subs around. They had gotten orders from their countries leaders (U.S., England, France and Russia) to assist with rescue if they could. Thing is, a subs hull is slicker than snot on a icy patch of sidewalk. Nineteen sailors died trying to get people aboard the subs. The Oceania didn't have ordinary life boats either....they were inflatable so they looked like a large kids inflatable swimming pool with a round tent on top of it. The way it's designed is if the raft flips over, it's suppose to be easy to get it right side up even if it's filled with water. And I can tell you, the Atlantic during this time was cold. You were suppose to pull a handle which released air cylinders to inflate the raft part, BUT almost all of them failed to inflate! Seems the Chinese didn't make these to specs, but said they had. The company that made the seals simply ran out of a specific kind of rubber, so they simply substituted another which was not only cheaper, but made the company a bigger profit. So the air had slowly leaked out (faulty gaskets) and no one thought of testing any of the rafts to make sure they would inflate before the ship left the dock.
Well, Herc was busy trying to pull some of the people who had slid into the water and I simply couldn't get his attention, so did something stupid: jumped to him. And of course, bounced right off of him and into the water about 15 feet below me. And I was freezing my a$$ off even in that minute or so of being in the water. He went back to rescuing people while I jumped to a bol, dried off and then put a spare costume on. Come on people, do you think we only have 1 costume to wear? I have several of the same costume simply because who wants to wash their only costume after a hard day of evilness? And thing is, we have to pay for ours while Herc and others get theirs for free. Had on what I call my Grey Mouser outfit....which some people say looks more like a ninja/assassins outfit. Idiots. Doesn't anyone read fantasy any more? Jump back, get Hercs attention again and jump us to a diving shop I know of in Anchorage. Of course, it didn't matter that they were closed. Herc wanted to know what was going on, then jumped us inside the store. Went looking for some fat man suits and explained to him how they'd help us. He was worried about the life rafts and had him make a call to Selman to find out where else we could get these cylinders. With about 4,000 people, there was no way I could jump all of them to safety in time.....then thought of The Ice Princess. Said I had to leave to get help and after jumping us to the ship, jumped to talk with her. NOT a good thing because I should of called ahead....some times I just don't think ahead.
She was busy being "entertained" by some guy with her riding him hard and fast. Well, they were both preoccupied of course and first thing I did was hide behind a couch when I called out to her. One thing she didn't expect was a Americans mans voice in her rather large bedroom, so right off the bat, she tried freezing the area where my voice came from. But I had already jumped to another piece of furniture. Fortunately, the couch she froze was unoccupied. Like I said (or have I?), she's got a strong sexual appetite and there were 3 other guys waiting to be ridden. She finally realized who I was and of course, a bit p*ssed. Told her I needed a favor NOW, just like she did not so long ago. One thing about her, she pays off a debt really quick when it's due. Got into her costume and then I explained what was happening and what I hoped she could do. She was actually intrigued in seeing if she could do it as she's never done anything like this on such a scale. Thing is, she didn't mind the cold at all of course, but did mind getting wet. Jump us back to the ship and call out to Herc and explained her ability and what she was going to try doing.
While Herc held her by one hand/leg, she'd touch the water and start freezing it, first so she could have a large enough area to stand up on, then started working towards/around the ship to where the entire ship was part of the worlds largest iceberg. We're talking a couple of hundred feet deep at least and about 30 feet high for about half a mile around the ship. And she made sure the water wouldn't freeze/expand to where it would crush the ships hull as the water froze. I ended up jumping to a couple of dozen people, dropping them off at a truck stop I knew of in Arizona. Yeah, there were some surprised drivers when we suddenly started appearing in life rafts and all, but at least they started warming up pretty quickly in the 100+ degree heat. She also put out smaller mini icebergs and then "fingers" of ice out from the main iceberg, if "fingers" is the right word to use to the mini icebergs. Gave those in the water a chance to get out of the water, though some of them were freezing to the ice. At least I could spot 'em, then jump them to Arizona.
Then Herc asked if I could start getting parts for the engines. Actually the engines weren't damaged, it was the controls for them that were. Kind of like todays cars are in not being able to run if one of the computer modules are down/damaged. And of course, he got busy pushing the damaged ship hull more or less back into place. Had to jump to get some special water plasma torches along with some other stuff for that one and of course, scuba gear so Herc wouldn't have to come up for air so often. Then it was parts for the computers that the rest of the ship for power, communications, then additional water pumps.
Spent (I think) 19 hours on this rescue job between jumping people out of the water, getting parts and of course, helping some of the more famous women actresses to places of safety. Still, 38 people died while being in the water, not counting the sailors. Of course, the media went wild about all of this and in case you didn't know, my character appears fatter than I actually am. It was all that d*amn water in the fat mans suit that did it because I had to take a larger size than normal because that's all the scuba shop had in stock at the time. I was pretty tired after doing all of this with Carlos & company going ape sh*t, wondering what happened to me at first, but with the news feed, found out quick enough. Was really beat when I got back and told Carlos that I'd make it up to him by doing 3 days of deliveries for free. Ended up doing it for a week because I had a bad case of sniffles which then felt like I was trying to cough up a lung. The ladies got me into a hot tub, then a sauna and I slept for a long time afterwards.
The Russian govt. found out kind of quickly not to be messing around with The Ice Princess with both parties agreeing not to mess with each other. No more bank jobs, etc. for her in Russia because she knew eventually the govt. would find where she was at and.... Of course, the reverse was true too. Like literally freezing an entire car and people inside of it from 2 blocks away. Yeah, she really started working on her ability after our little get together. The new head of the KGB (you can guess who/what happened to the old head) actually pays her NOT to be doing any jobs in their country any more and yes, they make it worth her while. They have her listed as a weapons consultant! Which is why they called her and she called me.
Found myself kicking back and doing nothing when I get a phone call from her. Says she has a problem and needs a favor. I recognized her voice right off the bat and said give me a few minutes to get dressed and make sure she's got space around her. This is when she says she's got company and dress like I normally do, meaning in costume/mask, so I did, but this time I had a new costume, that of The Shadow. For those interested, look it up on the web. I thought I looked pretty dashing dressed all in black (with required hat and cape of course) except for the red bandana covering my face from just above the nose and downwards....added a little bit of color I thought. Kind of surprised to find myself in a room full of Russian naval officers to say the least and they were not happy when I suddenly just appeared next to The Ice Princess. Of course, maybe it was also the way I acted when I realized who these people were. Threw my cape and held it so it covered my face except for my eyes and said in a deep (and hopefully scary) voice: who knows what evil lurks in the heard of men? The Shadow knows! I thought it would of gone over pretty good but The Ice Princess said this is not the time or place for American jokes and gives me a slight slap on the back of my head!
Seems I appeared in some sort of super duper, secret meeting room somewhere in Moscow. They were quick to realize that if I could appear there, where else could I appear? And with me being an American to boot? Well, the 6 of them got to arguing in Russian too fast for me to follow, but bottom line was I was to get a large amount of money for helping them out. They got a little p*ssed when I told them their money was worthless and that included them trying to pay me off in gold to any bank I wanted it delivered at. The Ice Princess was looking a little p*ssed too, but made brownie points with her when I told them the only reason I was here was because she needed my help, other wise, you people can go p*ss up a stick. Wasn't too impressed with govts. because of the way they had been treating us Affected after all this stuff happened to us and this was BEFORE being captured.
Long story short was the Russians had a sub that sank to the bottom of the ocean where it didn't belong....as being really, really close to another countries 3 mile limit. Of course, it was on a spy mission. Sub hit another ship and started taking water faster than the pumps could manage. The sub still had secure communications, but the next problem was they thought there might be a slight core leak from the nuclear reactor?! These people actually thought I'd some how be able not only raise the ship, but move it underwater till it was clear of that countries 3 mile limit! Seems The Ice Princess did a little more bragging/ exaggerating on my ability to jump whether it was with people or things when talking to these guys. I took her side and told her there was no way I could move that ship....it was simply too big/heavy. Best I could do was jump the people out of there, but I'd need a photo of at least one of the crew members. Well, come to find out, she's got some sort of family member or a friends family member on the ship, which made it personal. Tells me there's got to be some way of doing both jobs, after all, who ever heard of using an iceberg to save a ship? And that got me to thinking about Aquaman and The Mermaid. She saw me thinking and left me alone to think it over. Said there might be a way, but I have to leave to reach a couple of people I met....you know, like us and I don't know how if I can reach them or not. Of course, she wanted to know who/what their ability was and when I told her, she'd never heard of them. Told her the ocean's a really, really big unexplored place you know.
Told her it might take me a couple of hours to reach them as they have different favorite spots. Aquaman and The Mermaid were ordinary people....kind of, sort of. Both in their 20's when they were Affected on different flights. The can not only live/breath underwater, but have the ability to communicate with some of the intelligent mammals such as whales, dolphins, etc. but also control them and just regular fish if need be. Strange thing about their ability is The Mermaid actually has a tail while Aquaman doesn't. Why, don't know. They used to prefer the Florida Keys/Caribbean, but have since pretty much stayed in the South Pacific. Their story will be in another posting.
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Post by willc453 on Mar 14, 2015 10:20:47 GMT -6
The Affected: Tale of Two Brothers Chapter 21
If you're wondering how I met them, it was because The Mermaid was caught while trying to free a bunch of dolphins from a Japanese fishing trawler net. It of course, went to the air/the web right off the bat and as soon as I saw her, knew she had to be one of us and I wasn't going to have her displayed as some sort of freak. Besides, she was good looking, had long hair AND a big set of knockers. The Japs were a little p*ssed when they checked on her as she had changed herself back to "normal" looking self. Thing is, I was kind of surprised when I saw her on that bunk naked!
She looked just as surprised at seeing me, but we quickly told each other our stories while I got her free from her ropes. Son of a b*tch....no sooner had I freed her, one of the jap crewmembers sees me and attacks me with some sort of karate attack! I got slammed against a bulkhead and layed stunned for a few seconds while he was busy trying to stop The Mermaid from escaping AND calling for backup! Then several of the crewmembers tied me up. They thought I had some how sneaked aboard the ship because the way they thought, they had captured a merman! Why they never questioned how come I wasn't wet from coming from the ocean, don't know AND wearing clothes. Maybe it was because I could see really big yen signs dancing in their little heads of having two of us. Told The Mermaid that I'd be right back and she said I better hurry as she's called for help, something I didn't understand at the time. Jumped with the 3 Japs carrying me to a Hawaiian beach and then jumped myself to my bol where I got a knife, got myself free and of course, this time going back in costume as The Scarlet Pimpernel. Jump back to The Mermaid, then jumped us out of there. She has to go thru the ng, ng, ng phase of course, but when she comes out of it, she wants to go back to the fishing ship! She has to rescue the dolphins of course, so I said okay and we appear back in her cabin. She did look at me strangely when I appeared the 2nd time till I explained why I was wearing the costume. She was kind of amused (?) by my cape and I explained it added a little style/flash and swirled it around me trying to look as evil as possible and that got her to giggling. How come I don't get no respect as an "evil villain" by pretty girls?
The Japs aren't there as they're going crazy looking for us thru out the ship, but with my ability, able to jump and stay ahead of 'em till we got to the deck of the ship. Well, the Japs got us surrounded....or so they thought. That's when I jumped us to the top of the cabin thingy where the radar, etc. is at and I got busy ripping wire/cables which didn't make them too happy. You know what a pucker factor is? It's when a woman with her ability says "oh dear, it's a bit bigger than I thought it would be and explains why there aren't any others in the area". No idea what she's talking about, looked around and I said, didn't know you had a miniature submarine to use. You plan on torpedoing this ship once the dolphins are free? When she says it's NOT a miniature submarine, I take a closer look and what looks like a conning tower of a sub above the surface of the water....and it's not. It's a f*cking shark fin that has to be at least 20 feet OUT OF THE WATER! I thought it was something out of the dinosaur age, but afterwards, find out it was a megladon shark. Biologists have thought for years that sharks could keep just growing in size unless they're caught or come down with disease for example. Because all sharks do is eat, sh*t and make baby sharks. This thing had to be at least 100 plus feet long. No idea what this thing ate, but apparently what ever the f*ck it wanted to....which wasn't quite true as I found out later. I called out to the crew and pointed towards the shark and THAT REALLY got their attention with some of them using their cameras/phone to record everything as the shark got closer.
The Mermaid asks me to get her down to the deck and when I did, asks that I start cutting the net line so the net would be free of the ship, then jumps over board and started freeing the dolphins which were naturally going ape sh*t until she talked to them. I think she uses mental telepathy because I never heard a sound from her as she talked with them. Took one look at the rope that made up the net and knew a knife wouldn't going to cut it, so went to a bol, grabbed a chain saw and back onto the ship. One thing the Japs hadn't figured was me appearing/disappearing like I had....after all, wasn't I a merman? But when I suddenly first disappeared, then reappeared with a running chain saw in my hands, guess a lot of 'em had seen those American slasher films and hauled a$$ back inside the ship! Cut the net rope thing.
Thing was, there were still a hundred or so dolphins caught in the net and she couldn't help them all, which is when I offered my services and she accepted. Of course, I wasn't getting in the water with my costume (these things cot money you know), so back to bol to get a pair of swimming trunks on and back to the ship. Now The Mermaid tried to be nice to these guys, because after all, they did make their living off the ocean. Notice the word did. The ship was going to be sunk and they were to pass the word if any more dolphins drowned because of getting caught in their nets, she'd declare war on Japans fishing industry! They had to come out naked and get into their life rafts or face the consequences. She didn't want ANY kind of photographs of her/megladon to exist and guess the Japs didn't think she was a real threat because after all, she was in the water with a giant size shark coming their way. We worked out a plan where she'd had the dolphins come up to me while I was on the edge of the net and I'd jump with a couple of 'em to the other side. And we had to hurry because the open net area was getting smaller and smaller. Thing is, they also went ng, ng, ng for a bit but The Mermaid had other dolphins keep them upright/from drowning until they were normal again. What ever she told the dolphins, they didn't haul a$$ as soon as they had a chance either. The Mermaid asked if I'd like to see what happens next and when I said yes, had me lower/get into a life raft with some dolphins pulling on a rope at the bow of it. Watched as megladon turned around heading away from the ship, turned again and started hauling a$$ for the ship. Then it actually leaped out of the water like a trout going for a bug in the air and landed on the bow of the ship! I actually saw the stern of the ship raise out of the water for a bit with the props turning in the air.
The fisherman suddenly decided that being naked, in a life boat was a good thing. Thing is, they weren't naked naked....they came out wearing a loin cloth around their waists and I saw at least one phone kind of bulging from it. So told The Mermaid who said they have sealed their fate. Took 8 jumps by megladon and the ship started sinking. I kind of felt sorry for the Japs because they thought they were safe in the life rafts AND of course, had their water proof phones with them. The Mermaid had the dolphins slowly push the 9 life rafts together and the Japs thought they were lucky in having the current/waves push them together and that's when The Mermaid told megladon to eat the lifeboats. Took all of 3 passes and ALL traces of the boats were gone. After she sent megladon away, she came over to say thanks and that there would be a conch shell on certain Australian, Phillipino and Hawaiian beaches that I could reach her if ever needed. Her finny friends would pass the word and she'd reach me as soon as possible. Told me that an "X" would mark the spot of the shell. Later on, the two of them left more conch shells for me to make my "phone calls" to them.
As to what they've been doing the past few years, is making the ocean an easier place to make marine biologists to study. They had talked about this a couple of times and thought it was a good idea and I offered to cough up what ever funds they needed. I mean, they were talking millions to build a bunch of underwater labs/living quarters, etc. She said that was sweet of me, but they had their own funds and gave me a fine silver necklace with a fairly large green emerald hanging from it. You ever realize how many ships have sunk thru the years carrying gold from the New World to the Old? And there are a lot of rich people willing to pay top dollar for antiques/coins/jewelry like this, no questions asked. So, Dancing Wind, that's how I got/gave you that necklace that one year for your birthday and the doc, her pearl necklace for her birthday. And yeah doc, I do when and where you were born. Everything you've gotten from me is something I either paid for or worked for. Or in this case, as a benefit helping another Affected.
It took me a couple of jumps and blowing on conch shells before I finally got an answer from her. One thing I couldn't do with her or Aquaman is simply jump to either one of them as I had no idea where they would be. Had no idea what would happen if I suddenly found myself deep underwater next to her and no interest in finding out either. It took them maybe an hour to get to reach me via our cell phones and some wonder how did they move that fast thru the water. The Mermaid can move pretty fast with her tail and Aquaman is no slouch either, but in this case, they used a bunch of dolphins to haul them thru the water to one of many places where we have cell phones stashed. Once she called to say they were on dry land, I simply jumped to them. Now, I LIKE looking at The Mermaid, but not into seeing naked guys. Besides, since my plan was going to have one or both of them on the sub, had brought a couple of thick bath towels for them to wear. Explained what had happened and while they weren't all that concerned about the submarine people, they were about a possible leaking nuke reactor and agreed to help. Jumped us back to that room in Russia and some Russian admiral is raising a stink about me not only helping, but others too? Of course, everyone but The Ice Princess jump back in total surprise when we show up and I start explaining my game plan and what my two friends were going to attempt to do and what the Russians had to do because once we started doing this, there wasn't going to be much time in making sure the Cubans were ready to receive us/the sub.
Well, the Russian admiral really started spouting off to The Ice Princess, then to me....that was his mistake. After seeing a photo of the guy we were to jump next to, had the Russians send a message making sure there was enough room for all of us to jump and that took 30 minutes. After that, told The Ice Princess we needed a group hug and in the mean time, this admiral actually had spittle coming from his mouth as he talked and I told him to say it, not spray it and reached out to touch him and I jumped the 5 of us inside the sub. The admiral's going ng, ng, ng while everyone else has jumped with me before, so they were weren't affected. The Ice Princess started talking with the captain of the ship who agreed to have all unnecessary crew members taken off the sub just in case something bad happened. Like the hull cracking. Thing is, my people knew I'd be with them until we got this settled one way or another. Even Aquaman and The Mermaid would be instantly crushed by the water pressure, we were that deep. The two of them had to work as a team to get the job done, it was that delicate for them to even try this. They've used these things before in raising some sunken ships for the treasure/goods, but never of anything like a sub.
Since I was jumping excess people to Cuba, had photos shown to me of Russian naval personnel stationed there and started jumping everyone there. Took The Ice Princess back to Cuba and told her I'd give her a call when it was all over and take her back to her place when she was ready.
Jumped the sub guys to a large warehouse outside of Havana, then back to the sub with maybe 12 guys (including the captain), remaining inside of it. That's when Aquaman and The Mermaid started doing their thing. I'm sure people have heard of The Kraken, a mythical supersized octopus/squid. They are NOT mythical and they were bringing 4 of them here....and I'm talking these things are AT LEAST 200 feet long. The Mermaid said the suckers on their tentacles are about 3 feet in diameter! Thing is , they ARE intelligent and the 2 of them cut some sort of deal for their help. And no, I don't know what it was, didn't ask either but the 2 of them knew if they ever needed my help again, I'd do my best for them. Thing is, as strong as The Kraken were, the ship was too big AND stuck in the mud of the ocean floor. The Mermaid was getting a little distraught at the idea of leaving ANY kind of nuke reactor in the ocean as she (along with Aquaman) were beginning to look at the ocean something not only as their property, but something to protect. That's when I said hold on and called The Ice Princess, saying she was needed back at the sub. Talked with her about my idea and again, something she never thought of. She always thought she had to see something to affect the water/moisture.
Talked with the ships captain (good man & officer) who said it should work but....in any case, he stayed with that admiral while I jumped the rest of the crew to Cuba. What The Ice Princess was going to do was freeze the water around/on the hull of the sub and make it deep enough that it would automatically start rising as ice floats. The problem was, she couldn't make it thick in one area as the ice could try floating upwards, taking a section of the subs hull with it....not good for us. If something did go wrong, I was hoping I'd have maybe 3 seconds to jump us out of there. So while The Ice Princess did her thing with me just a foot or two away from her, everyone else touched each other, with The Mermaid touching my shoulder. Took her almost 3 hours to get the basic layer of ice on, followed by other layers which took another 2 hours....then the ship started rising from the oceans floor!
Took The Krakens about 9 hours for us to get to Cuba. Scary sound: hearing something on BOTH PARTS of the outside hull. I mean, this sub has multiple levels, just like an office building. The Russian navy suddenly had naval maneuvers outside of U.S. coastal waters, which set off alarm bells in Washington, nothing that I could do or had thought of ahead of time. The Russian ships of course were nothing more than cover for us. The Krakens dropped us off inside Cuba's territorial waters in 200 feet of water and for them, that was damn shallow. Then I got bringing the essential submariners back to the sub so they could dock in Cuba. Afterwards, I told the 3 of them I felt that we Affected should be more like family to each other because the sheep would never accept us as we are even if we had some minor ability. Since that day, I've done my best to help not only the Affected when they have problems, but their immediate families too. By problems, I mean with people trying to kill them simply because they are Affected. There's been a few of us Affected who have been killed because of the jobs they were trying to pull and figure sh*t happens.
As to Aquaman and The Mermaid, they got on the Russians a$$ about whaling AND the amount of pollution they've dumped into the ocean for decades. So now the 2 of them run several marine recovery companies, cleaning up the environment at several of the former Russian naval bases. In return, unofficially, they own that area and NO commercial fishing or military based operations are permitted. Told it's going to take several decades to clean those parts of the shore/ocean. And anyone remember the moratorium passed by the U.N. on no further whaling? Those that ignored it, disappeared in the ocean, never to be seen again. The only ones permitted to hunt whales are the Eskimos in Alaska and most of them have given up on that since the whales now know what to look for when they're in that area of the ocean. As to those 2, they have 3 kids: a boy and 2 girls so it looks like our abilities in some cases are passed onto a future generation. So you sheep might was well give up the idea when we die, eventually everyone will be like you.
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Post by kaijafon on Mar 14, 2015 20:41:52 GMT -6
Thank you!!! been hopeful for moar of this one! awe, babies! hmmm..... giving me ideas.
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Post by willc453 on Mar 15, 2015 17:23:23 GMT -6
Just remember this story, like mnn2300 started, covers a 7 year time period.
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Post by willc453 on Mar 17, 2015 14:52:46 GMT -6
****ADULT CHAPTER/THEME HERE---PARENTS WARNED****
The Affected: Tale Of Two Brothers Chapter 22
More than one guy has asked about my sex life with me being Affected and all of that. They were quite respectful, but bottom line was: had I ever raped a woman since having my ability? As they said, I could be next to ANY woman I wanted, jump and do what ever I wanted to her for how ever long I wanted to, then just jump her back to where ever. Now rape is such an ugly word and brings up such negative connotations that that I prefer to use a more gently, less frightening term. Which is why I say it's "a cuddle with a struggle". And before I go any further about this, I need to address one of the questioners who goes by the handle of Mel's Thinking it Over who lives in Dead Ass, Georgia. Yes, that's the real name of a real town and I'll save you time looking up it's origins. Seems there was a carpet bagger looking to establish a store after The War Between The States. He didn't have much in way of goods or money and could only afford an ass to pull his cart when it suddenly died. That' when he decided this was good as any place else to start his business and of course, that's how the city got its name.
Now Mel, first of all, your sister is NOT interested in you in "that way". I would of thought by now you would of figured out that she not only knows about the remote cameras you placed you placed in her bathroom and bedroom, but why you haven't gotten any shots of her naked. The other thing is you should wash those 3 full size, blow up rubber dolls out on a regular basis. Hiding them in a box in the closet isn't really hiding it when you can smell them from 20 feet away! And I wonder how much of you income is spent on girlie magazines. How about spending a few quarters at the local laundromat washing your bed sheets & clothing? And have you figured out why your pc no longer allows you access to porn sites....especially those who offer free videos of "brother and sister" doing it? But instead, you find yourself looking at a disapproving image of Jesus and the words repent sinner under it? Friends of mine again. How do I know these things? Why, I went to your place after paying off someone to find your physical address of course. As to your sister, she knew of the unhealthy interest you have in her and did you know she put a remote camcorder and a camera in your bedroom? Oh yeah....and after they were edited, they were posted on Youtube just a few hours ago and already, it's taken over 5K worth of hits. Don't think before too long that everyone in town will know about your sexual activities with your "girlfriends". As to your 15 year old sister, she's attractive, but a little over weight. I made her an offer which she accepted and please note there was no "cuddle with a struggle" with her OR her 4 girlfriends who range from 14 to 16. Whether they get a final offer from me on something I've been working on the past few years remains to be seen, but they are motivated. No, not just sexually pleasing me, but in learning. Think they'll turn into some little hotties mentally as well as sexually after losing the weight, getting their teeth fixed, etc. And it's helped that the Russian/Mexican ladies have agreed to take them under their wings for a few months. What those 5 girls lack in knowledge, they sure make up in enthusiasm! And by the way, after you leave this web site, you'll see me and the 5 of them in bed for about 30 seconds, then the video will disappear, never to be seen again. And of course, I made sure you couldn't record any of it. Have a nice day. If you want, you can print this blog and show it to your chief of police so he can call off the search for the missing girls. Yeah Selman, I'm having sex with underage girls, but as far as I'm concerned, if they're old enough to bleed and willing, they're old enough to breed.
I'm sure there are many who wonder why would cuddle a woman when I can pay a woman for this or there being a lot of women who want to sleep with an Affected male. Ego, pure and simple. That is, not my ego, but those women who think they can do anything they want because they are women....and get away with it. Happened to be in L.A., walking down a street when a bar caught my eye. Now I'm used to regular bars, but then this is L.A. and they call it something else. You know a place has to be popular when there's a line of 100+ people waiting/wanting to get inside with the occasional limo pulling up and letting the rich/famous out...not that I saw any I recognized. Walked to the front of the line, asking people from time to time what was going on and what kind of place this was. What started to irritate me was the attitude of some of the women as in asking me if I was somebody famous? Like if I wasn't, p*ss off. All I had wanted to know was what was going on here. There were a couple of big, bouncer types guarding the entrance, not that they were going to be able to stop me. I POLITELY asked the door greeter (or what ever his title is) what was going on and told to please step back, I was holding up traffic and I did. Then told if I wasn't a member, I'd have to leave. Now, I wasn't dressed up to the nines of course....just my regular clothes of pocket t-shirt, jeans and tennis shoes. Of course, it could have been my t-shirt too...the one with the golden retriever on it with a male pheasant in her mouth and below it, it says: happiness is a bitch with a c*** in her mouth.
And it all started back when the Russian/Mexican and other ladies knew what I'd want when I came back from a day of hard work. As in having 3 women waiting for me with a glass of ginger ale in their hand to begin with. They're wearing high heels, nylons and a almost see thru nightie and of course, makeup. I'd pick the one I want when I came back from doing evil deeds and while I'm drinking my ginger ale, get a blow job and of course, getting some lip action from the other two. Come on guys....we, I mean, I should say you, all fantasize about such a thing. Now, with my ability, it's an every day sort of thing. I've been a sheep and I've been Affected and let me tell you, being Affected is a lot more fun. Well, things got a little ticky....as being told I was NOT eligible for membership until I had passed their eligibility requirements which would take at least 6 months. In the mean time, another dozen or so people had passed thru the doors of this place. Asked what the membership would cost and told, sorry, they weren't accepting any more applications at this time. That's when I decided to push their buttons and pulled out $10,000 in cash and said let's not be shy...how much to get in? Of course, I was being crude and that's when the two bouncers said I had to leave the area. I said really? Last time I looked, I was on a city sidewalk and therefore, not on your property. Of course, some of the women in line were also making comments about my t-shirt, saying I was sexist, crude, etc. I told them, yeah, I'm sexist, but you're not even worth undressing mentally cause you're a bunch of skinny, skanky looking b*tches, but even I have a standard and you don't make it. Actually, they weren't, but boy, did it p*ss them and their boyfriends off who decided I needed a lesson in manners. That's when the two bouncers said we don't want any trouble, but you will leave NOW and made the mistake of putting their hands on me. I jumped them to a place that doesn't exist: the area know as Area 51. Inside one of 4 hangers to boot which had all sorts of alarms set when it wasn't being used....and of course, at that time it wasn't. Yeah, I always wondered about that place and found some really neat stuff is there. Flying saucers/ alien bodies? Maybe that'll be in another blog, who knows? Anyway, instead of going back to the front door, I just jumped inside the bar/disco as I had already seen what lay inside from the outside.
Went to the bar (and place was packed) and got a bloody mary which was WAY over priced....try $35?! But at least it was good. Music was different with one heck of a beat to it and afterwards, ended up getting some of the cd's the disc jokey was playing. So I'm standing there minding my own business when 3 ladies walked up to the bar and go to take a set. Thing is, they had a few already and the 3rd one was really not all there when it came to coordination as she started to fall when she tried sitting on the bar stool. Without thinking, I reached out and grabbed her to stop her from falling onto the floor. She started to say thanks, takes one look at my face and pukes on me, saying get away from me you freak?! (remember my facial scar while helping Herc that first time?) Then her 2 friends started in on me, saying I looked like something between Frankenstein and the Hunchback of Notre Dame. Of course, a couple of single guys came up and told me to get my old, geezer a$$ out of here and back to what ever nursing home I escaped from. That's when the woman basically screeched I had grabbed her t*ts, which was an accident on my part. I just reached out to grab her, not meaning to grab them. She pulled so violently away from me, she ended up falling on her a$$. That's when I got sucker punched from behind by one of the guys who were determined to "rescue" the ladies and of course, hopefully get laid. Then add a couple of guys that I said their women were skinny, skanky b*tches and I started having the snot beat out of me. Trying to get my breath back, then laying on the floor when they started kicking me with the women encouraging them to kick my a$$ for insulting them and fondling the one woman!
About 2 minutes later, couple of bouncers show up and determine from what everyone was saying about me, I was the cause of all this trouble. There are ways you can hold a person that puts them in pain, but without any long term damage. Found myself being tossed out the back door, onto a pile of garbage from several trash cans that had been knocked over. Now, I'm usually an easy going kind of guy, but when I get cranked up....and now, I was cranked. Jump to my bol, took a shower and after making some arrangements at my bol, changed into one of my costumes, then jumped with a cd in hand. Appeared behind the DJ, telling him to play The Devil's Gone To Georgia by the Charlie Daniels band. He agreed quick enough because the last thing he expected was some guy looking like the devil to suddenly appear in the booth with him....that and a $1,000 tip from me. He even did it up right when I appeared until he got to thinking I really was the devil. He shut off ALL lights to the place briefly and then said this place was so popular, that even Satan himself was here, at which time I appeared on the dance floor in a cloud of smoke/sulfur from me throwing down one of my smoke balls. People were shocked at first, then started screaming/cheering, thinking this was part of some show...until I appeared within the smoke ball and walked to the 3 women who gave me their bullsh*t who of course were with their new found "rescuers".
I said to them, it's time you learn some manners as I come in many different forms and I do just love it when I find people like you who enjoy tormenting those you don't consider to be "beautiful people". Well, the 3 guys get up from the table and say I looked just like that old f*ck they had just kicked the sh*t out of and I said there's good news and bad news for you boys. When one asked what was the bad news, I said I AM THE ONE YOU TRIED kicking the sh*t out of and you should of remembered what it says in that work of fiction called the Bible in treating others like you want to be treated. Since you didn't, I don't have to either...these are the rules He and I play by....that is, when I want to play by the rules and right now, I don't. Said let's go out on the dance floor and I'll show you how I can dance with people like you. Of course, these guys egos were up there, after all, they were young, good looking, taller than me (3 things I'm not) AND they had just finished kicking my a$$ earlier. Thing is, I had a real pitchfork in my hands, but the handle had been slightly modified. When I struck the floor with the handle, a shower of sparks few out from under it and when I started walking to the center of the dance floor, people just stepped back waiting to see what would happen next, again, thinking this was some part of a show. The 3 of them are facing me and when I asked if they were ready, they said were and I started jumping behind them and sticking their a$$es with the pitchfork and I thought I was being nice as originally thought of ramming it into their backs and out their stomachs. As it was, they got about 3 inches of pitchfork in their a#$es and they all screamed of course. Then they started bleeding and wanting nothing to with me and I course, caught up with them with no problem and stuck them a couple more times. It wasn't until some woman slipped in their blood that she realized it was real blood and screamed. THAT got everyones attention and when people realized the 3 guys were really being stuck with a real pitchfork AND bleeding, the panic started with EVERYONE suddenly wanting to get out of there asap.
What happened to the 3 women that all of this stared about? I still have them and they KNOW they're owned because I branded my initials inside their right thighs and yes, I did the branding myself. And no, the branding isn't in big letters because if I had, I'd diminish their beauty. The brand is only maybe 3" long, 1/2" wide. Thing is, they're a lot happier being owned as they quickly found out that men and woman are not equal, no matter what bs the liberal feminists say. I also kept for a few months, the ones I called skanky, etc., but didn't brand 'em. But they learned their lesson in being more respectful to EVERY man, no matter what his age/ appearance is.
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Post by kaijafon on Mar 18, 2015 17:28:32 GMT -6
I could have sworn I posted a thank you for this!!! oh well, lost in cyber space!! thank you
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