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<blockquote data-quote="HDRKID" data-source="post: 98911" data-attributes="member: 43"><p><img src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2013/042/f/3/a_fairy_princess_by_comical1-d5un4tg.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /> </p><p>Dad told me that the average life span of a heroine dealer in NYC was six weeks – yes six. That is like 1/8 of a year. Most are shot down in the pavement, but a few rot in prison. However, I remember as a kid seeing them drive Ferraris and other fancy sports cars. Still remember the roar of one engine. This Ferrari was orange. Like the owner never got a parking ticket ever. He was always going real fast and one day he was gone. Live fast – die young.</p><p></p><p>Super high risk means super pay. Yet, we never learn it seems. Oh wow, six weeks, that is not a very long life span. I wonder how long I will last hanging with the hybrids in summer camp.</p><p></p><p>Unlike the politically correct police state, the venari have a tendency toward brutal cold honesty, and do not censor. There is no warm veneer. Often you will hear what you do not want to hear, and see what you do not want to see. I realize that they put on truth a high premium. However, in the police state, you cannot say anything because it might offend some one. Unpopular ideas are silenced, and inconvenient facts are kept hidden, and people who belong to the wrong political party are called crazy.</p><p></p><p>Venari don’t smoke cigars. They don’t drive fast cars. Heck, they don’t drink wine even. Most of their short lives are spent fighting in an on going war. I am beginning to understand why they envy me. Like their universe is not the same as mine. Frankly, it has no malls. It lacks bars or casinos. Perhaps they do go out on a picnic. Still, something important is missing.</p><p></p><p>Walking down the long dark narrow winding corridors of the gloomy spaceship reminded me of being at home walking along a tunnel created by over hanging pines. From their branches dropped down some messy vines… had a hard time clearing them away.</p><p></p><p>There was danger in the air. I could feel the hairs on my arms standing up. Something bad was coming my way. Why did the other hybrids not detect what I was sensing.</p><p></p><p>I began to wonder on rin. What was her role any way. Pam would help out in nursery. Lone Wolf was usually cleaning out the engine core. Crude Dude AKA jimmy was cleaning bath rooms. Xara was working in the cafeteria both cleaning and serving. A lot of times I would help jimmy. He loved to clean toilets and make dirty jokes. In fact, he would cut farts and laugh about the over powering aroma.</p><p></p><p>POOT! “Oh no, the gas alarm is gonna ring!” He joked.</p><p></p><p>“Hey Jimmy, what does Rin Rin do any way?” I asked.</p><p></p><p>“She does zero.” He laughed.</p><p></p><p>“Maybe she can help us out bro, because there is a lot more work now that Theo is gone.”</p><p></p><p>“Fat chance, she use to play video games with Bart the fart ages ago. He is also gone. The T-girls, Trini, Trixie, and Tritonia clean the girl’s bath rooms. Have you ever cleaned one up? I did and there was blood everywhere – what a mess. Lone Wolf said he’s gonna come over and help us. Both Wingless and Dirty Bird are helping your wife out in nursery. Rin don’t do $#&+ ever!”</p><p></p><p>I nodded, “Maybe she can help Xara serve.”</p><p></p><p>Jimmy shook his head. “I don’t think so. They had a fight and ain’t talking no more.”</p><p></p><p>I looked into jimmy’s eyes. “Bro, um Pam is not my wife – not yet.”</p><p></p><p>Jimmy laughed, “NO $#%+ SHERLOCK! What duh F%^& you waiting for dude?”</p><p></p><p>I sighed, “I just feel that I am too young.”</p><p></p><p>Jimmy slapped his shiny new ray gun and looked at me square in the eye. “Dude, that excuse is so lame it needs a wheelchair! Hey, you ain’t on earth no more – wake duh F*%@ up!”</p><p></p><p>I nodded, “I already gave her a promise ring. I want to take her to Planet Rykanor and propose. Both of us believe in Jesus. She wants us to get married in a church.”</p><p></p><p>Jimmy looked down on the ground. “Dude, if those reps attack us again… there ain’t no more us.”</p><p></p><p>Both of us walked out of that stinking bath room. The floor was still dirty, but I did not care.</p><p></p><p>I slowly walked up to the weapons room. I put my uniform on.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="HDRKID, post: 98911, member: 43"] [IMG]http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2013/042/f/3/a_fairy_princess_by_comical1-d5un4tg.png[/IMG] Dad told me that the average life span of a heroine dealer in NYC was six weeks – yes six. That is like 1/8 of a year. Most are shot down in the pavement, but a few rot in prison. However, I remember as a kid seeing them drive Ferraris and other fancy sports cars. Still remember the roar of one engine. This Ferrari was orange. Like the owner never got a parking ticket ever. He was always going real fast and one day he was gone. Live fast – die young. Super high risk means super pay. Yet, we never learn it seems. Oh wow, six weeks, that is not a very long life span. I wonder how long I will last hanging with the hybrids in summer camp. Unlike the politically correct police state, the venari have a tendency toward brutal cold honesty, and do not censor. There is no warm veneer. Often you will hear what you do not want to hear, and see what you do not want to see. I realize that they put on truth a high premium. However, in the police state, you cannot say anything because it might offend some one. Unpopular ideas are silenced, and inconvenient facts are kept hidden, and people who belong to the wrong political party are called crazy. Venari don’t smoke cigars. They don’t drive fast cars. Heck, they don’t drink wine even. Most of their short lives are spent fighting in an on going war. I am beginning to understand why they envy me. Like their universe is not the same as mine. Frankly, it has no malls. It lacks bars or casinos. Perhaps they do go out on a picnic. Still, something important is missing. Walking down the long dark narrow winding corridors of the gloomy spaceship reminded me of being at home walking along a tunnel created by over hanging pines. From their branches dropped down some messy vines… had a hard time clearing them away. There was danger in the air. I could feel the hairs on my arms standing up. Something bad was coming my way. Why did the other hybrids not detect what I was sensing. I began to wonder on rin. What was her role any way. Pam would help out in nursery. Lone Wolf was usually cleaning out the engine core. Crude Dude AKA jimmy was cleaning bath rooms. Xara was working in the cafeteria both cleaning and serving. A lot of times I would help jimmy. He loved to clean toilets and make dirty jokes. In fact, he would cut farts and laugh about the over powering aroma. POOT! “Oh no, the gas alarm is gonna ring!” He joked. “Hey Jimmy, what does Rin Rin do any way?” I asked. “She does zero.” He laughed. “Maybe she can help us out bro, because there is a lot more work now that Theo is gone.” “Fat chance, she use to play video games with Bart the fart ages ago. He is also gone. The T-girls, Trini, Trixie, and Tritonia clean the girl’s bath rooms. Have you ever cleaned one up? I did and there was blood everywhere – what a mess. Lone Wolf said he’s gonna come over and help us. Both Wingless and Dirty Bird are helping your wife out in nursery. Rin don’t do $#&+ ever!” I nodded, “Maybe she can help Xara serve.” Jimmy shook his head. “I don’t think so. They had a fight and ain’t talking no more.” I looked into jimmy’s eyes. “Bro, um Pam is not my wife – not yet.” Jimmy laughed, “NO $#%+ SHERLOCK! What duh F%^& you waiting for dude?” I sighed, “I just feel that I am too young.” Jimmy slapped his shiny new ray gun and looked at me square in the eye. “Dude, that excuse is so lame it needs a wheelchair! Hey, you ain’t on earth no more – wake duh F*%@ up!” I nodded, “I already gave her a promise ring. I want to take her to Planet Rykanor and propose. Both of us believe in Jesus. She wants us to get married in a church.” Jimmy looked down on the ground. “Dude, if those reps attack us again… there ain’t no more us.” Both of us walked out of that stinking bath room. The floor was still dirty, but I did not care. I slowly walked up to the weapons room. I put my uniform on. [/QUOTE]
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