Cyberpunk morning 3 brainstorming

Cyberpunk 2084 setting..alright corporate decker Leon Kendrick takes a leave of absence to find missing his brother Charlie.

Prologue

LEON

Marcus Roy was quiet when I told him I needed to take some vacation time. He stared at me.

“What’s wrong? This isn’t like you to skip out on a big assignment when it’s presented to you. The bank of Newark needs test trials for their cybor security done by this month. You are the head of the project.”

“My brother has gone missing. It isn’t like last time. He always picks up my calls. It’s been two days. I need to hunt for him.” I said calmly laying it all out.

Marcus sighed but nodded. “I understand but you are not a detective or Runner. You need assistance. Have you contacted internal security for assistance?”

I leaned back in my chair. “This is a personal matter Marcus. I don’t want to use up company resources when I’m not sure if I will find him alive.” I said finally admiting it.

Charlie was a fuck up. He was my only brother and I loved him. He raised me looked out for me but that didn’t change what he was. He was always getting into some shit.

Marcus stared at me. “Your letting your emotions effect your thinking. You are a company asset. You do not know if your brother has fallen into some type of criminal activity or has been hit by a bus. You don’t know anything at this point so don’t assume anything yet. I’m assigning Commander Hindu to do the leg work for you during your search. You and he have worked together before and he can be reliable.”

“Okay. Thank you Marcus.”

Marcus waved away my thanks. “I still expect you to handle your case work and leave the detective work Hindu he is trained for it.”

Hmmm. Needs action

Chapter?

HINDU

I looked around the neat apartment of Charlie Kendrick. It was a tiny little space but it was kept up good. I dialed up Leon on Charlie’s computer and Leon appeared on the screen on the wall.

“What’s up?”

Leon sounded distracted and tired. I would need to work fast to wrap this shit up with Charlie so Leon could get some sleep.

“Sir. Do you have a cleaner take care of your brother’s apartment?”

Leon focused on me. “No. Charlie doesn’t like strangers touching his stuff and he doesn’t have visiters.”

I nodded and then I heard a sound come from the bedroom. “I’ll call you back Sir.” I said and reached and turned off the screen.

I had my gun in as I heard someone open the door to the bedroom and Charlie Kendrick walked out. No. This was Charlie.

I nodded to him. “Your door was open. I came by to look in on you. Leon has been worried.”

The double laughed. Shit. The fucker couldn’t even fake the laugh right. Things were going to shit quick fast in a hurry….

Hmmm looking good.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

There is one reason you shouldn’t marry. You are a magnet for modern day dumb bitches (Comedy?)

I believe in marriage but if you as a man attract or pursue dumb bitches. Not only do you get what you deserve if you can get a divorce it might be a life saver.

Example: She left a dude with money because of feelings??

Real talk. There was this dude let’s call him Ace. Ace was working making paper and becoming a millionaire working for fucking Google as a engineer in coding. He had a wife from Japan and wonderful little boy.

Ace was working hard trying to make it so he could provide for his family. His wife was a house wife having problems with his parents and just being in America. Shit got to much for this bitch so she got on a fucking plane and went back to Japan with Ace’s son.

Ace found out this shit to late. He tried working it out with the stupid bitch but she wasn’t having it. Her feelings were hurt. He wasn’t understanding and all that bullshit. She divorced him and kept his son that she stole in Japan.

Now Ace is a millionaire and living in wealth without his son in America. This isn’t shocking or a shocking story. It’s a modern tale of romantic bullshit.

A couple of ways of looking at the shit. One is fire and gunsmoke. The other way of looking at it is he doesn’t have to deal with another dumb bitch in his life. Yeah. She stole his kid. She deserves a bitch slap or ten grand fine for that shit. On the other hand he doesn’t have to deal with this bitch close. She’s taking 18 years of his money for the kid and then he can right the bitch off.

A smart gold digger would ride a dude to the top stay married to him and when he dies live off his money.  I can understand that.

A modern day dumbass bitch. Fuck. In the good old days females used to get fucked with for outrageous dumb shit like this now they get praised for leaving a dude when shit get tough because…feels and all that bullshit.

I get it. But there is nothing new under the fucking sun my dude. Back in the 1800s if a dude got caught with a dumb bitch it was only because he got caught slipping and didn’t marry the female his clan arranged for his ass from a good family. Marriage ain’t no fairy tale romantic bullshit.

I feel for men like Ace but I can’t help feeling the mother fucker fell for that romantic bullshit of female’s marry because they fell in love or she fell out of love with him.

I call bullshit on that shit. It’s more like most modern dumb bitch females marry to have it easy and don’t have a fucking back bone to take real life shit. But, for every fake bitch there is a real bad bitch that will slap a beta bitch for talking about you behind your back.

I ain’t no black piller or despair merchant. As long as you got breath to fight on, get your ass up and fight.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

There is nothing more American then a natural distrust of the government. Oh and conservatives are pussies

I am an American Highlander. I cew on iron and spit out bullets. This is the theme for how I roll. I naturally don’t trust the government.

Why?

You must be new here. Let me make it plain. The government. The United States of America has fucked me, my ancesters, my skin folk, my kin folk and distant cousins over more times then your average male senator from New York State has fucked a dude in short pants.

My skin folk are a forgiving folk. You give them some attention and resources and they’ll forgive a grip. They pour all their energy into hating on each other or shit kicking cowboys. It is what it is and all that bullshit.

Me. Not so much. I’m none conventional type of dude. You fuck with me and smile in my face I write your ass off and keep one eye behind me encase you feel in a need to hit up me from the back. I know how to aim and execute a right leg back-kick right to your balls my dude.

I hold no allegiance to a fucker that would rather piss on me then stop a fucking war that would take money out of my pocket and the lives of the young and poor. Fuck that noise.

I maybe under the thumb of government overlords but then again I’m not the one living in fear of real republic upring. They’re all fucking cowards living in fear of the people they fuck with on a daily basis.

I wonder what would happen if said rich and powerful overlords made a miss calculated step.

There is no two party system here. There is only us and the fuckers that live in fear of the people going to town on their collective asses. Young fools and suckers believe what they will. It’s not the power to vote you should value here. It’s the power to break my foot off in a Governor’s ass for fucking with my mind because the mask shit or fucking with my money because the goble war shit.

Oh. But seriously GOP conservative stable of hoes are what they are. Fucking sluts and asshoes that don’t know a fucking fight they haven’t run from or lifted their faces for Pimp Cocain Democrats to give them the Pimp hand on the face and ass.

Damn. It’s looking to be another lovely day here in shit kicking Texas. I hope you enjoy your Friday.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Oh no April fools bullshit today…mini update.

Yeah. I don’t do that april fools horseshit. Next week I might be giving away a book or doing a lot more brain storming idea posts for anybody interested in grabbing an idea or some shit to toy with into something good or funny.

April is a gift month to me and I’m looking to gift to you inspiration and appreciation for liking my shit.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Covid Mask Theories Crept Keeper Joe’s passport to buying and selling fear and freedom.

The fucking ride doesn’t end my friend.

It had to come and who better to sell it to beta bitch simps and fear enduced dunces then our corpse and chief Crept Keeper Joe.

The word is Crept Keeper Joe and his puppet masters behind him are hangling passports to traveling/buying/selling/fucking for you and I to have so that we can be patriotic to the mass numbers of dumbasses still shitting in fear about Covid. 

The Covid vaccine is a magical cure to the black plague of our time.

The government and shitheads in charge want me to take this shit seriously? Mother fucker stop fucking with my fucking mind and my money and open the fucking country up my dude. I’ll survive either way but don’t try to pimp me with the political bullshit. You lift your pimp hand up at me and you might find the shit blown the fuck off by my friends Colt and 1911.

Real talk. I’m a 21st century gentleman so don’t fuck with my private little world of friends and family. You can have your vaccine and delusional bullshit but don’t fuck with me. I’m not your slave your not my master.

Anyway it’s all just one more slice of shit that shitheads want to force into my focus away from dealing with real shit I got to get done.

Big brothers Apple, Google and corporate elites are pushing for the shit. Makes you wonder what’s in the shit and why they can’t let fuckers choose on their own to take it or not.

Remember this shit. Fuckers are okay with the government now that Big T is out so they’ll let them slip it in no condom or choice. Fucking to willing to accept a fucking collar and the boot.

I ain’t okay with it. It smells to much like some fucker in a suit thinking I’m his fucking slave. No thanks my dude. I don’t do that dom and slave shit game.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Why you should Brainstorm or try shit out in fiction (writing craft)

It’s an excuse to write without having everything figured out. Fear has no room in a writer’s head or hesitate fingers hovering over the keyboard.

You have a thought but no story. You an idea but no main charecter. I brainstorm on the blog occasionally to show you have to just start. Fuck the fear and uncertainty. Start anywhere and sow the shit together in place later in editing and rewrites.

Real talk. I’ve read enough books, articles and poetry and don’t give a fuck if you or anybody thinks it’s shit. I know it’s shit but I go with it and let it pour out of my mind into reality and now a days I enjoy turning shit into gold my dude.

Hot damn! What a time to be alive.

I lived long enough to get here. Writing is magical, thoughtful and amazing. I enjoy every bit of it. The humility and the surprises along the way. It’s worth being a fool or a miss spelled word or missing word here or several places. If by one word at a time I can get better at this shit then I was in January it’s worth the minor humilating moments.

I want to get good at this shit. That’s my goal. I want to get good my dude and I want to read the stories or poetry in my head before I lose them in a sea of other stories already capturing my attention.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

The pussifying of the west didn’t start with ass ugly dudes in a dress. (Comedy!?)

Why the fuck is it always some ass ulgy dude in a dress on a fucking magazine cover? Who the fuck is promoting ugly as the new pretty bullshit? Why in the fuck are 5’5 shorties regarded with contempt vs gorilla looking assholes with pink hair and no tits regarded as Bad bitches?

Fuck that shit though. Nobody is looking at ulgy assholes on a movie screen let alone on a magazine cover. To my real point. The west is being pussyfied by agents of ugliness and a confederacy of dunces in office and fucking beta bitch simps under the control of low tier females that might let them rub their stank feet.

Holy shit!

I can’t stand it my dude. It’s the conflict, courage and character building are bad propaganda. It’s the fake femininity is good vs male masculine is evil. It’s the you need to conform to the current fake female moral norms horseshit.

Back the fuck up and put that shit in park. Why do I need to conform to your moral codes? To your world views. To having fake female feelings is good and I need to reject pursuits of loyalty, courage and wisdom. Shockingly, I do believe in defending the good, the beautiful and the true.

Why???

Bitch, I’m a mother fucking American Highlander. I cew on Iron and I spit out bullets. I don’t have female feelings and I don’t want to fuck a female that thinks and looks like a male gorilla in a dress and no I’m not taking about dick addicted dudes.

Holy shit.

Some females give a damn and at least try to look decent. Some females..holy shit. The best thing you can say about them is at least they don’t give you any female bullshit but then that’s only if your ass is lucky.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Politics is bullshit but now I can’t even look at Crept Keeper Biden without getting a weird feeling

I don’t know what the fuck it is. It isn’t like the feeling get of seeing a beta bitch bullshiting.

The fucker is declining into the grave my dude. People that somehow can’t see it are drinking cocain Lemonade and living in a fucking American dream paradise where everything is alright.

I can’t take the shit serious. It’s not blackpill bed wetting it’s like watching a fucking puppet show and parents are smiling at you thinking this shit is interesting to see at 49 plus years of age.

Holy shit!

Real talk. You need to remember this shit because the fucking show can’t go on forever. The overlords and their agents made us watch this shit. They made us endure this shit show. Maybe, if I was dumber and brain dead on porn and idleness or just comfortably in the shit I wouldn’t care or notice.

This shit isn’t comfortable watching an old evil fucker die slowly on tv. No. I would much rather write a post, a book or be in the conflict of modern age shit storms then endure watching or accepting bullshit when I see it.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

An Ode to Paydays

How wonderful they are. One taste. One bite.

I cannot recall my first bite of a cewy delightful dream that is the payday experience but now in these days that have gone to the dogs I find myself enjoying this delight in short pauses at work.

Pause.

Peanuts are my favorite snack. I can recall the time I went to New York City and enjoyed taste of street vendor roasted Peanuts. Ah! The delight of my youth.

The Payday bar never disappoints me unlike some days when I check is light because I didn’t enough hours because for some fucking reason I can never figure out entirely. I give in a week by week basis of hustling for some bread and counting up my dollars addition is my main hubby writing being my main mental exercise.

Oh the Payday though. The Payday is my short vacation. One equals in hour of fun, two is a week long holiday.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Updates on my book project and blog (writing craft)

It’s been three months sense the days gone dog got going.

Holy shit.

The ride has been a wild ride. I think the blog had 35 readers but now the blog is up to a hundred plus readers.

The material is the life and strange times I’m in. The comedy and weirdness of every day life.

The big book project for this year is picking up on the weekend. In slow periods but I’m putting in the words.

I plan to finish the book either in the summer or in writer’s November kiss.

What have I learned so far? When I was young I wanted to be a bard to express my self in words and pen. I was shit at it from the jump and not honest enough.

I’m writing now at a consistent rate and it’s the most honest and forthright I’ve been with curve toward bullshiting for my own sense of humor.

I just find a wide rang of shit in my life funny and I want to be honest about it. Very very few things piss me off nowadays. But, the focus for this blog is to make you laugh, smile and enjoy the ride of life. Instead of fearing tomorrow join me in my quest to embrace the uncertainty and live to take on the conflict with gusto and humor.

Save the doom and bed wetting for the black pillers and despair merchants.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

A study in begging: The grifting game

Always ask yourself this. What are they offering you? Can you hold it? Is there an element to the product that smells of ridiculous bullshit? The thing you have to remember is it’s all starts and is driven by talk.

I know black Rambos back and forward. Hell I used to be one until my first quickening at 16.

Black Rambos have a natural gift for the grifting game. I call it a game because it’s an agreed upon situation where if you believe the bullshit you lose your cash or your sense of individual thought.

I’ve been gifted a couple of times in my life by my skin folk. I’ve had dudes tell me I’m oppressed and take my money. I’ve had people tell me I’m a citizen of a country and take my money.

It is what it is. My skin folk are a funny folk. When they’re not working or having a good time they whin a lot about white folks and shit kicking cowboys. At the same time they are in a quick hurry to take advange of their own skin folk through money or a big whin feast about the evils of all white folks. Not all shit kicking cowboys just the ones that act like Black Rambo Whinners.

The easist grifting game is the one where you tell people what they want to hear. A lie. A pretty lie. A white lie. A comfortable lie.

The truth..well let’s just say some people will hang a brother on a tree for speaking it.

A good lie will make you some serious hundred dollar bills.

Why am I telling you this? Am I a traitor to my skin folk? Holy shit. I don’t give a fuck what a beta bitch simp has to say or think. I’m telling you this because it’s not taboo or a secret. It is another form of self pity and I can’t stand the shit.

It is no different then begging. It’s just a pretty form of it. The black rambo grifter either wants money or to feel like somebody in some way is bowing in agreement to…..

poor me,

feel sorry for me,

Acknowledge what you did to me.

Now give me money.

I don’t give grifters money or that much attention. I got rent to pay and books to write.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg