I usually record on Tuesdays, but it was raining so hard on Tuesday the mic would have picked up the noise. I just tried recording again, and the cicadas are so loud they’re coming through on the recording. I’ll put up the next chapter when this madness has stopped.
Like, spshhh, like, what do you mean? Spsshh, like, the Kid, like had turned his head, but he could, like, totally see what was happening. Like, like, like, like, like, like, spsshh. What do you mean what do you mean what do you mean?
The Kid could totally see what was happening in a reflection in a dead monitor. Spsshh, Eri was totally, like, you wouldn’t believe it. Like, no one would believe what she was doing. Spsshh, ever since he’d found James in her apartment, he’d known she was dirty, but until this moment, watching her do what she was doing, he’d really known nothing about her. She would do anything to save the world.
The perv was totally into into, and he was singing like a bird. He was singing in Japanese, so the Kid could understand none of it, but he had little doubt that she was successful.
When gods got angry, bad things started to happen. Aloha was privy to mythology. He knew all about the Greek, Roman, and Norse gods. He also read up on religion, so he was privy to most world religions. Aloha knew the Old Testament God got angry and turned people into salt. He liked that. He liked that a lot, dude. Aloha would have to look into that, although he assumed he would need a machine to turn people into salt, since after years of trying he’d yet to pull off a successful salt conversion. The wrath of Aloha was growing. Things were going to change. Some fries with salt were sounding pretty good.
He was hoping that omnipresence would kick in soon. Aloha was privy to omnipresence, and he knew how he’d use it; he’d totally peek in on hot girls. Wait, totally was the Kid’s word. Damn it, what was wrong? Was being a god making Aloha insane?
They stepped out onto the dark street. James was holding a kitchen knife. Aloha doubted it would be effective against cyborgs, but it probably made James feel safer, so he didn’t say anything.
The nerd was holding a device that looked like it had fallen out of a bad sci-fi movie. No one had bothered to ask what it was; Aloha doubted it even did anything. It was probably just a prop from…wait for it….some bad sci-fi movie.
