Path: ...!fu-berlin.de!uni-berlin.de!individual.net!not-for-mail From: Zersterer Newsgroups: talk.bizarre Subject: Re: How long must I wait for you? Date: Thu, 25 Jul 2024 14:53:21 -0500 Lines: 211 Message-ID: References: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=UTF-8; format=flowed Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-Trace: individual.net ilqVrOUxFTd5gATI+9U93wS74AbiBMFsacR4PGKf3KA7eWAWyk Cancel-Lock: sha1:RjwcutUof0m/igVzrUifgQ9D1CM= sha256:WxKmDK9UEM7AjkwAIXYGddfbtdONPZZjVV8et8SGhCA= User-Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows NT 10.0; WOW64; rv:91.0) Gecko/20100101 Firefox/91.0 SeaMonkey/2.53.18.2 In-Reply-To: Bytes: 9993 Zersterer wrote: > Zersterer wrote: >> Chapter 1 >> >> 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. >> >> 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. >> >> After the fact, I hate you even though I pretend to be fine.  You >> simpleton!  You never knew me. >> >> 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. >> >> And now you meme your addiction. >> >> Burned.  Got burned. Got sizzled. Didn't get tied. >> >> 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. >> >> Chapter 2 >> >> 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. >> >> Chapter 3 >> >> 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. >> >> Chapter 4 >> >> 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. >> >> Chapter 5 >> >> 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. >> >> Chapter 6 >> >> 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. >> >> Chapter 7 >> >> Full OCP cyber technology state of the art destructive capabilities >> commanded by a unique combination of software and organic systems >> >> Chapter 8 >> >> 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. >> >> Chapter 9 >> >>     |     | >>      |   | >> >> horsheshoe, magnet >> >> solve difficult problems to get great items, >> >> the wizard's uncle >> >> Chapter 10 >> >> This is because of your Confusestry. >> >> My what? >> >> 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. >> >> I am a tactical genius! >> >> solve difficult problems to get great items, >> >> the wizard's uncle >> >> Chapter 11 >> >> 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. >> >> "C'you help me out?" >> >> "I suppose," and hand him a cigarette in an otherwise empty box. >> >> "Close that door!  Stay out of here!" >> >> Flip. >> >>     * * * >> >> 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? >> >> "How am I supposed to get my Bible if Steve can't come in?" >> >> "If you could just refrain from shouting at my guests..." >> >> He doesn't respond either time. >> >> After a few he gets up, indignant, and walks out the door.  Here it >> comes... >> >> 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. >> >> I _don't_ want to talk to him. >> >> "bullshitbullshitbullshit" >> >> "Oh really?" >> >> "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. >> >> I lie, "I'll go find out." >> ========== REMAINDER OF ARTICLE TRUNCATED ==========