That’s a headline you will never, never and I mean
Ever
see in a news media stream or hellmouth exclusive. But, that’s the condition we’re in. In these days that have gone to the fucking dogs.
Holy fuck.
This shit has gone on a while. I took a break from giving a damn because nobody gives a damn anymore about living in reality. Clown world is everyone’s favorite devil mouse magic kingdom of the world so…
fuck it.
I might as well have a little fun, poke a little fun. The US of A and Western NATO countries have been supporting the Ukraine with Twitter posts, money and weapons and pretending….
“Na’aw son we ain’t beefing with you, Russia.”
“Mother fucka you supplying arms and money to the dude I’m in war with bitch this ain’t no candy land game.”
“I don’t care what you say Russia. My truth says I’m the good guy. I have a big dick and I ain’t trying to hurt nobody now give me some vodka.”
Holy shit. I can’t this shit seriously. Beta Bitch Biden is the fucking President of the United States of America.
The most trusted man in America. The most noble and strong man of the 21st century my dude. The Black folks kiss the fucking ground this bitch walks on and the Ukraine has already beaten mother Russia. Let me remind you.. The government was right about the VAX.
This shit is fucking comedy gold.
It’s just a matter of time before the Angel dust is cleared away from these fuckers Eyes. I feel it. Conflict is coming. Reality is making a axe kick comeback to these fuckers minds. Sweet Jesus.. Look at her don’t she look like a bad bitch…
“Holy fucking shit.” Vince said as he puffed away on his cigar. “Who the fuck is this asshole.”
Ron sipped on his drink. “I’m going to kill him.” He said softly. “He’s mean. You hear me and I want what he took from her.”
Vince shook his head. “Hell no. I’m burning it and your not going to murder anybody. I’m the champion. I’ll talk to him and see if this thing can be negotiated.” He said.
Ron stared at him. “How did you know she was hiding something?”
Vince sat back. “She was talking to high and mighty and acting tough like she was in charge my bullshit meter went off. A innocent person would be shitting themselves at the kind of situation she’s in. You would have caught it but for the fact she’s your little girl so you like to believe she didn’t have a damn hand in this shit. She was playing with fire. She knows she fucked up but she to young and foolish to admit it and that’s not all.” He said.
Ron nodded. “She’s lying about something else. She won’t tell us what it is now. She’ll close up and act innocent now. Damn it. Are you rejecting my daughter.” He asked.
“You were expecting my brother to represent Ahlar. Did you or your lady meet him?”
“No. We just know of your brother’s successful track record in cases. Are you avoiding my question.” Ron asked.
Vince stared at him. “It’s not like my brother to run out on a case. He lives and breathes for challenges. I don’t trust your daughter. Her word is worthless to me and until I saddle her shit I don’t know if I’ll live to think of claiming her. I don’t know my enemy yet. I can’t focus on her and him.”
“Are you bullshiting me?” Ron asked.
Vince shook his head. “No. I’m not. Your lady asked me to keep this shit clean without it turning into a war. I’ve never used a hand gun short of a shot gun. The best I’m good at is hand to hand and knifes and blades. I’ve never killed anyone so-“
“It doesn’t have to come to that we agreed on a boxing match as the last resort if the negotiations fail. Why do you believe it would come to a war?” He asked.
“I’ve seen your daughter. If this asshole is determined to have her he’ll kill for her. I would for her…beauty and grace alone and she comes from the Golden Omegas sorority.” Vince said with a shrugged and was thankful that he caught himself replacing fat ass and tits for beauty and grace.
Ron lifted his middle finger. “Alright for now we’ll put aside the alliance agreement of payment until matters have concluded with Mr. Gallant Morning.” He said.
“Gallant Morning!? Sounds like a bullshit name for an Orc or any male now that I think of it. What’s his real name?”
“Joc Slicer. I only found that out when he tried claim my daughter on her graduation day. I should have killed his ass that day.” Ron said.
Vince looked at his rollax and thought about the other case loads he would have to put on hold. He leaned back in his chair. “Tell me about her graduation day. Was that the first time you met Slicer? Give me your impressions of this fucker.”
Ron nodded stiffly. “First time. But it won’t be the last. It was two weeks ago. The day my daughter graduated from university finally. She graduated with honors and made the dean’s list twice.
The tribe had all come to the event to celebrate. I hadn’t told her and wanted to make it a surprise though after what happened that day I’m glad I hadn’t told her for another reason entirely.. She had offers from three lawyer firms already and was deciding on which one to intern with before all this bullshit but then he showed up with brothers and gang with flowers and such and smoking a cigar with a shit eating grin on his fucking yellow face as he stared at my daughter like she was his personal slut in front of me. What the fuck did she see in that fucker to believe he was anything other then what he was.”
Vince leaned back in his chair. “What was Ahlar’s reaction to him showing up the way he did?”
Ron frowned at the question and something in Vince’s tone of voice. “I-I can’t remember. All I remember is watching him and then listening to him tell me in no uncertain terms that he was claiming my daughter now that I was present and presented me a case of ten gold bars for my trouble. Fucker told me he and Ahlar had an arrangement. I told that fucker to fuck off. Things got….uneasy for a moment but my tribe out numbered his. He issued a threat of war if his property wasn’t given to him.”
“What did Ahlar say to his claims at first?” Vince asked.
Ron looked at Vince. “She said she knew him and they had dated. She suggested we call in your firm to negotiate this out. She didn’t want a war with Slicer’s tribe and mean.”
Vince nodded. “Then there won’t be a war then if I can help it.”
“You do want Ahlar then!” Ron said.
Vince shrugged. “Yes. But that’s a bigger reason she needs to keep at home and away from me. I need to focus because we’re headed into a fight and need to research my opponent.”
Vince sat next to his grandfather facing They’re clients. Ahlar still looked pissed off at him but he didn’t give a damn.
“Alright. Tell us a story. Who is this asshole and what is this bullshit contract between you and him?” Vince asked.
Ahlar and Andrew blinked at his bluntness. Strangely both Ron and Daisy remained calm at his response.
“Are you always this emotional? I expected you to be cleared headed.” Ahlar said.
“There is some asshole that wants to fucking claim you as a breeding mare and doesn’t give a fuck about you but as a personal slut. If things go to shit during the negotiations then I might have to knock his fucking head off. You look confused. Let me explain I might have to kill this fucker. How the hell should I react? Just please tell me the story and save me the female bullshit.” Vince said calmly.
Ahlar looked to her father. He looked back at her. “He is very right. Enough of your foolishness. Tell him what happened?” He said.
Ahlar lowered her shoulders and sigh. “We were dating in college two years back. It was serious. He was my first boyfriend and I loved him. I thought he loved me. We signed a contract..”
Vince held up a hand stopping her. “Hold up.. You signed a contract with him? Was this before or after he met your parents?” He asked.
“Before.. Gallant said he was nervous about meeting my parents and needed assurance that I would stick to him even if they didn’t like him.” She said.
Vince nodded. “So he knew they wouldn’t approve of him as you probably guessed because he isn’t a horsemen like your father. So when did you realize he was a piece of shit.” He asked.
Ahlar’s face flushed in embarrassment as she came to her feet. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”
Vince waved away her statement. “Sit your ass down and finish your story.” He said.
“What the fuck did you say to me?” She asked with every word laced with ice.
Vince met her stare. “I said sit your ass down and finish your fucking story and don’t leave out anymore details. You heard what I said bitch. I ain’t saying it again.” He said.
Ahlar flinched back at his tone but her nipples became erect under her dress. Her eyes wide. She looked at her parents who looked at her frowning.
Her father caught her gaze. “What are you hiding?”
“Father I-” she started but went silent and sat down when Vince came to his feet.
Vince towered over her. “I want to know what you gave him and what he gave you in exchange for your promise to give him your body.”
“I don’t know what your talking about. It was a written contract.” She said.
“Sounds like bullshit to me. Okay how about I go to him and ask that piece of shit what is. Maybe his claim is legal and legitimate.”
Ahlar met his gaze for a short pause. “I didn’t give him my virginity.”
“Was it a piece of clothing, something with your scent on it?” Vince asked.
“Yes.” Ahlar said with her head down.
Vince nodded. “Alright. Do you want the item returned or destroyed?” He asked.
“Burn it and your bound by convince not tell anyone what it is.” Ahlar commanded.
“Alright. You can leave now. I’ll handle your case. We won’t have to see each again after today.” He said.
Ahlar started to raise but her mother grabbed her forearm and pulled her back down.
Daisy smelled at Vince. “Sir. As per your reward if you succeed in winning the case the hand of alliance would be given to you.” She said.
Ahlar flushed but said nothing.
Vince stared at her. “If I win? Sister. I am a horseman. I will saddle this issue with talk or with a sword. My alliance is to my brother and to reclaim the honor of my house. I will pass on my name to another sister of O. Please, allow my grandfather to show you around the firm. I have private matters I wish to discuss with my fellow horseman.” He said. Daisy flinched at his dismal of her.
Ron waved her to the door. “Leave. Take Ahlar home. She is to remain there until this matter is resolved by her champion.” He said and turned to Vince. “I’ll take that drink now.” He said.
I stood outside the authority court house meeting room waiting to get a word from Dallas on whether or not the judges would allow the new evidence to be presented for our case before the day was done. I wish I could be in the meeting room with Dallas. He was nervous though I knew he could handle it. This was a big case for him. I was only happy I could-“
A loud crackle of lightning broke through the sky outside. I looked up through the window ceiling above in time to see flashes of lightning clash together. The rain started immediately and a storm raged outside.
A flash of lightning connected again and I saw two men exchange blows before the taller one knocked the other down. The man fell fast. I screamed ducking away as the man came crashing through the ceiling. Glass flew everywhere cutting into my back and cheek as the body came down to land in the center of the hallway.
I turned looking down at him. I blinked in shock at the battered bloody male body. He was young, dark hair, dark chocolate skin coded with the language of his people dressed in the fashion common to any age or youth generation of the city Newark. I knew who he was instantly. I had worked hard to avoid him and being noticed by his brethern.
I heard the sound of laughter shake the city and the elements I could only sense converging to lay claim to this realm.
I went over to him quickly gathering him in my arms and wiping away the blood and glasses on his body and face. I slapped his coded face lightly. “Wake up, you damn elemental. You can’t die out on me. Wake the hell up. Damn it.” I said and kept slapping his face now.
Nothing worked. His body was going paler by the seconds. The city shook with the monsters laughter as the Heavy Metal Dragon Cyberpunk slowly faded out of existence.
There was nothing I could do. I wasn’t what he had become. I hadn’t been good enough. He couldn’t die. I couldn’t afford for him to die.
“You can’t die. Please. I need you alive. You can’t die. Please. I need you alive. Damn it Cyberpunk LIVE!” I screamed at him and punched his chest.
A flash of light exploded between us bathing the hallway in light and fire for an instant.
Cyberpunk opened his eyes and stared at me and then he came to his feet and blinking at me in surprise. “Thanks, little Cousin. Sorry, about the change. You look great though. Later.” He said and then leaped up out of the hole in the ceiling.
I stared up wiping my face on my jacket. I felt Dallas behind me. “Did the judge accept the evidence?” I asked him not wanting him to see me. I was changed. I had no idea into what though with my luck.
“Ah. No. It’s too late. They’re sentencing him to life. So you ever plan on telling me your were a dragon/alien like Cyberpunk? Are you going to look at me?”
I sighed and turned to look at him. Dallas stared at me. I frowned at him as I rose from the floor. I noticed the change by how I stood a head taller then his 6’2 height.
I felt different. I felt…sexy, strong, powerful and by the look on Dallas’s perfect face he thought so too. I smiled at him as I shook off my jacket and brushed off the glass from my blond hair, shirt and brushed off my pants. “Don’t worry about it. We’ll get em next time. I can give you a back massage to cheer you up?”
Dallas nodded “Sounds good. Let’s go.” He said taking my hand and leading me away.
Like I’m going to take the opinion of a person that NEVER answered my point and then kept going on a mutual circle jerk with a person that ran like a craven fucking coward the moment she tried coming at me
Which is my last point. You are nothing more than an idiotic faux intellectual Fucktard bully that thought he’d found an easy target in MGTOW that got massively butthurt and STOPPED when he found out that wasn’t the case
Take your projections shove them up your ass. YOU chose to post what you posted so deal with the consequences little boy
I’m dropping my poetry album later this year. I damn near pissed myself laughing at his enraged reply to a comment I made one fucking year ago. The dude has red pill blog were he complains about females and other shit.
I’m bit tired and restless of late so here’s something funny. The orgin of this piece.
Long story short. A fucking year a go I got into it with a MGTOW disciple over a blog post I wrote in regards to the dude having a shit fit about me being critical about MGTOW in general.
Anway, to my Shock and horror the dude comes back a year later and is still but-hurt over the shit. He was fucking whinning again that me and another blogger were critical about his position on MGTOW a fucking year a go. In the fucking comments section. It’s both funny as hell and fucking depressing.
Holy shit. My dude. I had one fucking hope my dude that he had dropped the bullshit and stopped the crying and whinning about men having to contend in a world that’s against us and trying to fucking take us out.
Newsflash: Tough times make strong man. Soft times make weak soft ass beta bitch gammas.
Holy shit.
It’s the fucking mindset of some of the MGTOW Acolytes. Self-pity, cry baby, blackpill, banging hockers bullshit.
It gets into the flow and ideas behind just getting started in writing. I use as examples my latest writing Blue Technomancer as an example of the importance on always have a notebook or phone handy for inspiration and being open to the fact you always have to rewrite but everything begins with just starting out.
We don’t believe or follow the modern ways of things. We are La Rue. We have our own way. It is the duty of a La Rue to carry on the Legacy, heritage and traditions of our tribe. You will be required to add on to our legend and advance the legacy of our story to the next generation to come. Once you set about this course there is no turning back. Welcome to the tribe..
chorus: My whole life has changed Since you came in I knew back then You were that special one I’m so in love, so deep in love You made my life complete You are so sweet No one competes Glad you came into my life You blind me with your love With you I am in sight
You never realize something is weird as fuck or dumb as fuck to hear until you aren’t in the category of it.
Girl, you opened me I’m wide open And I’m doing things, I never do But I feel so good, I feel so good Why’d it take so long me finding you This is my story And I’m telling you It’s not fiction It’s truely a fact Without you right here having my back I really don’t know just where I’d be
I tasted it on my tongue as I stared at Heart’s kind face as he slept in a booth at the bar. He smiled knowing he was safe and among his people and safety. The refined water had done a trick of putting Heart at peace to sleep finally. But, he would have to keep taking it to free his mind from the spell that was in his body and clouded his mind.
Two of the Deltas had left and only Vince remained. He sat quietly sitting with Diamond in the booth. Diamond was slupped over the table as he tried to drink himself under the table. Ace was talking with Zadok at the bar making plans about finding a doctor or holyman to help Heart get through the shit. Ace didn’t drink anything and went straight into action once Heart fell asleep.. Telling Elder Delta to connect the proper authorities and begin the procedures. His lady never left his side or said much. Stacy only spoke when Ace asked her opinion issues he wasn’t sure about legally. All I could think about was not being there the night it happened.
To save Heart from being mind fucked. To save Momma from those bastards touching her. They fucked with my family for money and power. The shadows. That’s what Momma called them. That’s what elder Delta said the assassins were. It was all cap. Fake ass pretend boggy men that didn’t have the balls to come at men in the light like men. I just needed a name. I had to play it smart and the fuckers couldn’t see me coming until I rolled up their asses or fuck with my mind with their magic crap.
I looked at Nina. She sat next to me staring at nothing crying silently. I picked up a napkin and wiped her face. She jumped but relaxed when she saw it was me. She took the napkin and blushed at my direct stare looking away.
“Thank you my Lord.” She said too sweetly.
I had a mind to make her mean but not now. I needed information. I turned to Vince who was busy watching Diamond and frowning in thought.
“What kind are you?”
Vince turned to while Diamond’s head was down. He frowned. “I’m sorry. Could you please expound upon your question a little so I’ll know the full context.”
I frowned at his speech and manners. I wondered if that too was a mask. “We were all froze up when that witch was talking you were able to move inspite of him using magic. You said his magic couldn’t work on you. Why is that?”
Vince smiled and shrugged his broad shoulders. “It’s a host of reasons, Lord Holmes. My family is mixed with a uniquely tallented bevy of people. But, it also has to do with my training as a counselor of magical law and critical thinking and logic courses I studied in school. So you noticed I was the only one besides yourself not under the witch’s spell?”
Vince was smooth and tipped his drink to his lips watching me. I glanced at Diamond. His head was down and eyes closed. I could hear him dozing a little. I looked over at the bar to see him busy. I turned back to Vince to see him watching me closely.
I nodded my head. “Yeah. I couldn’t do much good in my position. You learned how to fight witches like that in school?”
Vince again shrugged. “Yeah and I’ve had special trainning from private tutors sense I came of age. If your interested in magical martial law you should think about going to school for it. I’m willing to help tutor you in what I know and help give you tips in taking the entrance exams.”
I blinked caught off guard by the offer. I hadn’t thought at all of going to college and I hadn’t had an idea of what I wanted to do. But, seeing how he handled the witch got me interested but for other reasons. “Yeah. I am interested. I would be honored if you could teach me some things. But, what was that shit with the wand? Why couldn’t Diamond touch it?”
Vince sat back sitting his beer down. “Magic words, spells are dangerous enough if your mind hasn’t been trained well in advance against submitting to it’s influence but I have also trained my body and will against it’s effects as well when handling their weapons. Touching their crap can also pull you into a deeper connection to be influenced and controlled. There’s a lot of trainning that goes into what I do. But, it all comes down to your mind. Not everyone is cut out for it. But, if your interest and mind are strong. I’m happy to start a spark to your knowledge.”
I nodded. “If Diamond had let that bitch leave here would you have hunted him down and killed him?”
Vince smiled slowly. “The gentleman that Diamond executed violated the region King’s law and as an officer and Lord in magical law I took an oath as did my brother and grandfather to terminate anyone that uses magic to influence people into illegal contracts or murder. Using magic too control or violate people is an amoral violation. That’s why it’s illegal.. I have performed the duty once before within the realm of the magical law. As I told the gentleman. I would see him later. I meant it.” He said calmly. “So are you still interested in me tutoring you for the entrance exams for the fall season coming up? It’s very fulfilling career as a magical lawyer.”
Days Gone Dogg 