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Devious Journal EntryI should start a journal, eh?Devious Journal Entry by ~mysnaileatspizza
Well, I'm really into programming.
I guess I can say that.
I've been working on various macros using a new programming language of mine, AHK.
Really, the only things I've done of significance is make an 'acronym-lengthener', a 1337 translator, a spam-bot, and a No-recoil program for one of my games.
Gtg == Got to go, sorry!
ikr == I know, right?
and so on, and so forth.
There really is no way to show this in a journal; so I'll just provide the code, and anybody who can read it will know what it does:
#NoEnv ; Recommended for performance and compatibility with future AutoHotkey releases.
; #Warn ; Enable warnings to assist with detecting common errors.
SendMode Input ; Recommended for new scripts due to its superior speed and re
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They Lied To Me
I had walked through the mall packed full of children smelling of urine. It had a stench. I stuck out my long forked tongue feeling like i was going to gag. So many women with their greedy, stinky kids.
To fresh of human for my taste. I had finished my last bottle of whisky. It was my favourite to. But this is the only place where I could get it. It would be extremely dangerous and troublesome . . . hopefully some people will make it out alive.
I made my way to the liquor store called “Liver decay” I made my way through the small women and children. I could feel the young girls staring at me. It always happened wherever i went. I felt my fur on my coat brush against my rough and scarred skin as i walked. I was hunched over a bit, my hands tucked into my pockets. That’s what happens when you’re 6'6.
Making my way through the wide open doors i smelt the delicious elixir. I felt my lips twitch and let out a long string of saliva.
I walked over to the long line of bottles in the red wine section. I was crouched over to look at the blood red liquid inside the bottles. My eyes glance at the store keeper; the man looked at me, mouth gaped wide. Heh didn’t know my charms had an effect on men as well, good to know i guess. I ran my long fingers across the fringed bottles scanning their names. I took one called “The wife's Sweetheart” I felt the droll trickling down my face as I looked at the burly viking like man on the bottle.
“Heh might as well try this one out.”
My deep groggy voice rang through my ears. I ran my hands through my long pitch black and blue hair as I rose to my feet. My heavy boots dragged along the ground as I made my way to the whisky and vodka isle. I scanned the long line of bottles with my yellow glowing eyes.
I was fixated on the light bottles of liqueur as i heard something make my head turn to the window. It was him! My one true love! The man of my dreams sat in a large chair within the centre of the large mall, kids pushing and shoving. I ran to the counter putting my bottles on the table and ran out the door as fast as my metal boots would let me. I felt my body quiver and shake as i ran in his direction, my body quivering everywhere.
His lush body covered by a deep blood red suit. His long hair draping down into his stomach. He had a deep voice that rang through my ears as he spoke his beautiful words.
I ran to him my arms open for our first (and probably the last) warm embrace. My none exciting heart bounded hard in my chest. I threw the children aside that was in my way. There was one in his lap. How dare he touch my love! I threw the child off him replacing him with my own body. I sat in his lap my legs up. My arms wrapped around his neck as i cried out almost in tears
“Santa i have found you my love!”
I stroked his hair and moved myself a bit on his lap, adjusting my posture.
“Oh have i waited to meet u ever since i was a small little boy! I...I love you Santa.”
I moved my face to his and kissed him his arms flailed around. I had gotten a bit of his beard in my mouth as i took my face away from his he let out a loud gasp. I moved my long fingers along my tongue and took the strand of hair. But, it was not hair . . . It was plastic?!
My gaze turned to him i felt my face go cold i stood looking down at him. Towering over him i held the strand of ‘hair’ between my nimble fingers i spoke
“T…this is fake hair? Y….your beard is fake?”
The man nodded moving the straps on the beard down to show his young slender face, his bright blue eyes staring at me with terror.
I felt my hands tembel holding the plastic hair, it turned into dust within my hands. My hands grew into claws, my nails extending far beyond a humans ability sharp as a sword. And more powerful.
“How dare you lie to me you ass!!”
I raised my clawed hand and slashed open his jolly belly. It was foam spilling out. I growled deeply as he gave a gulp and I . . .
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I walked out of the mall beside me three large carts full of vodka and whisky and other liquors.
I stop as i get to my car and put all the stuff in the back. I slam the door shut taking out a pack of cigarettes.
I take on putting it in my mouth lightly biting on the end of it keeping it within my mouth. Taking out my lighter that is in a form of a skull, i click the back its eyes flaming out a bright light off my white and now red face. My eyes peer over to the building my hand with the skull lighter in it raises up and right under the building. I set the flame.
I loud boom echos through the area as i turn lighting my cigarette. The building parts went sky high soaring up into the air and gravity pulling them back down, on to come cars and some surrounding me.
I take in a deep breath inhaling the smoke and then move it out of my mouth giving out a sigh letting the smoke come out of my lips like fire from a dragon's jaws i said sweetly up to the moon lit sky the lights dancing together like a waltz:
“ I hate kids…”