At 7:20 Max Spiers speaks on the inversion of altruistic organizations and people. He eludes to it being an elaborate but very esoteric ritual done by very public and powerful figures. Max was murdered for the price of bringing to the world secrets of the powerful and occult fueled players of this chess board weContinue reading “#AllLivesMatter”
The valet for the wrestler preferably very succubus like can be seen by the crowd but not the opposing wrestler.
Context- This story is told under the premise that Mando is a purist, orthodox Mandalorian whereas Boba Fett does not hold to the same beliefs or tenets. Boba uses the armor as a tool whereas Mando lives the armor and its creed. Mando is a cleric or even paladin figure and Boba Fett though amazinglyContinue reading “The Mandalorian vs Boba Fett (Fan Fiction)”
#NoVaccineForMe #ArrestFauci #ArrestBillGates #arrestbirx Please resist and oppose this evil. Stand togethor or hang seperate.
Once upon a time in a galaxy far far away… There was a boy born to blindness. His father was a disheveled gangster who worked, or at least was beholden to, Ilithor the Hutt. On tattoine, if one is not a moisture farmer or mechanic or black marketeer, one’s options for steady income can beContinue reading “Zatoichi the Jedi (FanFiction, unless I can find an artist) ep. 1”
John The Shepherd by Hector M. Rivera Prologue The hooded figure darted from shadow to shadow blanketed by a bright noon day. The gutted torn buildings gave birth to crooked shadows like some demented Dr. Suess nightmare. Empty rusted cars provided his cover as he slowly neared his prize. It was being guarded by aContinue reading “John The Shepherd”
Pre-Destination How did I end up here? My body is burned and I’m laying in a dumpster. I’m too weak to scream out for help. Who would help me anyway? Even God’s own advice was repugnant too me. No self respecting three piece suit could even stand to smell me let alone help me. MostContinue reading “Pre-Destination”
Clap If You Believe In Fairies By Hector Rivera Setting: dark room, one chair, light bulb swinging. The victim is tied to the chair. The killer stands freely moving about as he wishes. He wields a dull black tactical survival knife. Note: The victim wakes up, tied to a chair. Gregory: I’m glad your up.Continue reading “Clap If You Believe In Fairies”