Re: How long must I wait for you?

Zersterer wrote:

Zersterer wrote:

Chapter 1
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Flip out king and queen.  Much of your discourse is fatal shock and retribution for conversation you didn't understand.  You go to hell and back in a matter of plenty blood vessels.  One half we are chatting, the next you are in a bull rush to meet me and subdue.
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Flip out king and queen.  If it weren't for my ability to defuse a situation I'd be minus a few more teeth than the crooked one the dentist pulled.  It leaves me feeling flat.  Some of you I can take, others are fat sumo wrestlers coming at me.
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After the fact, I hate you even though I pretend to be fine.  You simpleton!  You never knew me.
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What I'm getting at is this has left me vulnerable and cagy.  I don't particularly like your presence but often am forced to grin and bear it.   I don't see this in other people.  When I am on the phone with you I have no fear.  I can chop you down like a cherry tree.  It's your physical presence and its proximity that get me seemingly no matter how dull in the teeth you are.  You are Mega Man.
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And now you meme your addiction.
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Burned.  Got burned. Got sizzled. Didn't get tied.
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Enough about you.  Let's focus on me for awhile.  I'm a 25 year old German language scholar.  I started learning German as a wee lad at age 9.  Now I'm, how do you call it?  Fluent.
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Chapter 2
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I was on the other side of the bars.  The window.  Chowing down on my commissary bought California cheeseburger and drinking a fine $2 bottle of Pepsi.  You were there to interview me.  To take notes and see if I was worth going out on a limb for.  But I lost my cool when you asked me what I thought was my best feature.  I've been asked this a thousand times and I always tell them, my intelligence.  Here you were and I was at the end of my rope.  I told you my best feature was "Immersion." When you stared like a dull-eyed doe, I explained, "I can lose myself in a video game."  And you were like, "Yeah, whatever."  I was walking on eggshells the rest of the interview.  I can't talk rationally to a person who treats me like that.  Maybe I should have thrown my chair against the wall.  But that Pepsi was so goddamn good.
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Chapter 3
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I made two discoveries before writing this to you.  1) I can kill enough monsters to get aggressively powerful if I wander the city like I wandered the castle.  I have this idea that after unlocking all the doors and barging in that the population goes down.  I leave the Rodentia and Arachnids and the humanoids to their homes in order to provide a feeling of safety to the recently battered peeps.  2) I can create collisions in chess by holding off on skirmishes, saving them like the board was a refrigerator full of Mickey Mouse contraptions. This is a skill necessary to learn to advance above what I have.
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Chapter 4
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I've been looking for the solution to my chess ills and I think this is it.  My game was linear up to this point, chasing guys around the board, never knowing how to set up the bomb.  I just figured it out, and as I write this missive to you, to open your eyes that I have been wasting your time with my previous messages.  Maybe this will work out and do what I want it to.
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Chapter 5
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I've been looking for this solution to my video game ills and I think this is it.  My guys would basically get in exile as they wandered further and further from home base always searching for orcs to obliterate and wizards to wreck.  Now, I have an almost unlimited supply of evil to vanquish.
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Chapter 6
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When I told you "Immersive" it was a leap of faith.  I could have said my intelligence is my best feature, but how can I expect you to experience the intelligence inside my mind?  I feel it is an invasion of my person when you nag me with "You must be really smart." from your quarters.  It was a leap of faith that did not pay off, because you obviously didn't understand why that was a positive feature.  It's because here I am inside your head in this missive because I immersed myself in your ichor, that trail of slime you left the last day I saw you when you decided to throw me under the bus.
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Chapter 7
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Full OCP cyber technology state of the art destructive capabilities commanded by a unique combination of software and organic systems
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Chapter 8
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A negative of chess is that many opponents are rude assholes.  I learned to castle in the first year I learned chess.  I castle often and I usually castle.  I go up against this mad master and he has to complement me every time I castle.  Too many times.  Castling is like magic in the game.  Far be it from me to be less than a wizard in a game with magic.  My favorite role is the battlemage, a mastery of magic paired with a deadly wood and metal quarterstaff.  I know how to castle and I don't need you to tell me it's a good move.  Save that for the mundane plays that are better than usual, please.
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Chapter 9
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horsheshoe, magnet
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solve difficult problems to get great items,
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the wizard's uncle
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Chapter 10
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This is because of your Confusestry.
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My what?
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You play obscure variations in Chess, so they got their computer chess players to take you on.  They can't waste their minds on unforeseen blabber.
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I am a tactical genius!
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solve difficult problems to get great items,
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the wizard's uncle
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Chapter 11
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Do you have a Bible?  I have one on the computer," and tapping the top of the laptop, "but it's nice to have one in paper.
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"C'you help me out?"
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"I suppose," and hand him a cigarette in an otherwise empty box.
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"Close that door!  Stay out of here!"
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Flip.
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People resist being upbraided.  I'm sure he'll do or say something unclean if I confront him.  Still, it is imperative that I confront him because it was so wrong.  He's been going on and on about Steve and I'm incredibly tired of hearing the same blather way too many times.  This incident was couched in his right to a certain peace of mind while here.   But he's bringing in the riff raff himself.  I don't interfere with his visitation, where does he get the notion that he can shout at the people who visit me?
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"How am I supposed to get my Bible if Steve can't come in?"
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"If you could just refrain from shouting at my guests..."
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He doesn't respond either time.
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After a few he gets up, indignant, and walks out the door.  Here it comes...
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He goes off and fingerbangs my gutterslut and does what he pleases while I sit and chew on my fingernails..  Obviously she likes being shouted at.
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I _don't_ want to talk to him.
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"bullshitbullshitbullshit"
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"Oh really?"
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"repeats bullshit," and I know it's a lie that he needs to get through for his manhood.  No one gets that excited about repeating something unless they are lying through their teeth.
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I lie, "I'll go find out."
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I get the verification about the coupling from an information broker.
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I'm so through with her.  I'll have to put up with him for awhile, pretending to be amiable.  Revenge is a dish best served cold.  It's not a love triangle, it's a love pentagon.  Her socially accepted boyfriend meets me in the woods and we exchange his and byes.  Maybe he's getting fed up with her too.
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According to Jameson, I have to steel myself to leave them both alone, I learn while browsing for terminology.  I'll leave this document somewhere because people have to know that I don't tolerate abusive cheating.  Come next week she's going to be standing close to me saying Please Please Please.  However, the actual target is a peaceful midget. I may only spray him with shaving cream and give him a wedgie.  Where it gets interesting is that I must not miss.  A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
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Chapter 12
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When I told you "Immersive" it was a leap of faith.  I could have said anything.  What do you care for anyways?  I told you it was the first time I'd revealed that side of my nature and that should count for something but it DIDN'T.  Worst interview of all time.

 This is my first book.  By querying the populace it was discovered that people are looking for a different subject matter.

It looks like the roommate got away without receiving justice or retribution for his evil stance and his black eyes.  Shouldn't the african-american pass?