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From: Zersterer <nochsfentor@yahoo.com>
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Subject: Re: How long must I wait for you?
Date: Fri, 12 Jul 2024 07:17:10 -0500
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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."
> 
> I get the verification about the coupling from an information broker.
> 
> I'm so through with her.  I'll have to put up with him for awhile, 
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