Archive for August, 2009

Vampirosity

Posted in Fiction, Horror, Sci-Fi on August 10, 2009 by GuNNhead

Today sucked.

I had to wake up early, I fuckin’ hate waking up early. The sun is shit, too god damn bright. No, it doesn’t fucking turn me to ash, that shit is fucking retarded. Yeah, I don’t have an affinity for it, I don’t like it, and, honestly, yes, I’d rather be out at night. Normally, I just put on a hood and sunglasses if I have to go out during the day, like, to buy groceries or that every day shit you never think about, run errands, buy videogames, whatever. Point being, life is crap normally, but having a weakness to sun makes undeath a hell of a lot worse.

Yes, I drink blood through my fangs, but I can eat normally: a few, nice, rare steaks are good enough to stop me from killing. Burgers and all that other normal awesome food is fine, but it’s like eating a plum when all you really want is a nice, tall glass of water; all of this, of course, being found through trial and error. I don’t know if there are other vampires besides me and my old friend, because I don’t think we went through the normal procedure that’s seen in all the movies and books. No dude suckled upon my fuckin’ neck, I can tell you that much. Anyways, Zack and I were dickin’ around in an abandoned building one day, and wouldn’t ya know it, we fell into a vat of radioactive bats! So, yeah, I don’t even know if the fruity movie vampires exist or not. If they do, fuck ‘em, because I’ve been like this for years, and those lazy whores never sought me out, and if they did at this point, I’d probably kick them in the fucking neck. Anyway; we went home after falling in the vat, and hoped for the best, but the next day we both woke to realize we’d slept through the day naturally, and our skin was totally pale, and we had retractable fangs. Realizing that this was toootally awesome, we started testing out our powers, flying, breaking brick walls with our hands, seducing random chicks and sucking their blood, killing them, whatever. It was great for years, then we realized that it may be forever, y’know, eternal life. I had no idea how to handle that. For sure workin’ a standard job for 100 or so years, people will start to catch on, birth certificates, etc, news crews will eventually be all “worlds oldest men” on our asses. But, I guess I still have some time to worry about that. Back to me and Zack, totally buds, then we just got sick of each other. I’m sure, over the course of eternity, we’ll see each other again.

One last thing that really pissed me off about today was this annoying vampire hunter dude, guy’s a totally douchebag. Check it out, I’m just going on about my business, and the asshole comes up and shoots garlic at me, whole fuckin’ cloves, then he start spraying me with a water gun, and ended it by trying to stab me with a wooden cross. Supermarket security intervened and banned him for life. Next time I see that fuck-up, I’m going to break his god damned neck. So, in conclusion, that is a general summary of my life and a glance at the anus that is my life after becoming a vampire.

The Chemical Solution 2: The Problem

Posted in Detective, Fiction, Sci-Fi, The Chemical Solution on August 7, 2009 by GuNNhead

There is a monster on the streets of my city, a mighty creature that attacks all night. It eats the flesh of the citizens I swore to protect. I’ve been tracking it for too long now, examining the bodies, finding broken nails from when this creature tore their abdomens open to feast on the entrails like spaghetti. Most of these people were criminals that I had been following, attempting to find evidence to bring them to justice, months of investigation, wasted for a beast’s meal. Some of these criminals had a chance to fight back, and I had the fortune of finding the long and jagged teeth that had been broken near the gruesome scene. What was most intriguing is that I found multiple Mandibular canines, each approximately four to six inches long, so, either this creature can regenerate lost teeth, or there are many more of these than I can handle alone. The path taken and amount eaten, however, suggests a single creature with a slightly calculated stalking pattern. Most likely these murders are some sort of a warning, a new super-villain out to make a name for themselves.

However, I feel that there is a piece that I am missing of this puzzle: the first two murders were random, and it appears as if it nested with the bodies, feasting on them, but that pattern suddenly changed after two weeks, according to the missing persons reports. It then moved onto small crimes, petty thieves, even those with no criminal records, caught in the act. Moving up the chain, it began to interfere with my mission, cutting off my leads and devouring them with reckless abandon, or an intentional path, or even purposefully to render my task more futile than it already is. Either way, although the primary amount of its victims do not deserve life, murderers and rapists, the vilest sort of scum, this creature’s actions have become more of a nuisance than I can allow. Whatever its motives are, I don’t know for sure, but I intend to find out. All villains must be brought to justice, for there is too much evil in the world, but in my city, I am the only cure for the ills of humanity; I am the courageous Chemical Solution.

The creature’s path has been sloppy, and I have traced it back to what can only be the place where it seeks shelter. This neighborhood is all too familiar; it is where I gained my superhuman abilities, from Dr. Sheldon Steinberg. His wife had cancer, and he had been working on a cure, but she died before he found what he was after. A secret government agency then hired him, finding interesting results with his treatments. They wanted to create powerful soldiers for use overseas. I believe that I was one of the first of the successful tests, spending much time in his private lab, before an explosion at the main compound on base destroyed everything. The agency abandoned the project, leaving me with incredible super-powers, and the Doctor to continue with his former life. Though I’ve not heard from him in years, I still hope for his safety, he was a brilliant man.

Connection Lost

Posted in Administrative, Fiction, Sci-Fi on August 6, 2009 by GuNNhead

People all over the world remained logged in. They would not show up for work or answer their phones. A small many coworkers would attack others violently, and were unresponsive to reasoning. Eventually, police were dispatched to a few of the missing people’s houses, and that’s when the wide-spread reports of erratic behavior began. Soon after, the regular people, who no police were called to, learned how to open their doors, and began pouring out into the streets.

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The virus began small, inhabiting a select scattering of websites, testing the effectiveness of the virus. Once those trials succeeded, it began with the site of an online company with a rich history and unstained reputation. All who viewed these sites changed, lost their humanity, and began acting erratically, which often turned to violence. It then grew, moving onto popular sites, pornography sites, and search engines.

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People affected eventually took on a ghastly appearance, with a vacant stare. They would bite other people, those unaffected, and continue to masticate the flesh they would rend, ingesting it. If left in captivity for a period of time, such as the ones trapped in their own house, it was found that they would eat their own lips in the first cycle of conversion to the virus. Their gruesome visage was only compounded by their vacant eyes and blank stare. Their saliva would become virulent and corrosive, those who were bitten became tired, and either went home to sleep, or to the hospital to have their wound treated. Once they awoke, however, hospitals became the worst places to be; as epicentres for the newly afflicted, they were the first to become nerve centers, central hubs, for the virus to inhabit new hosts.

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The days and weeks to follow were particularly gruesome; those who did not use the international information infrastructure regularly saw the news on the television, and, it being near April 1st, would check for factual confirmation for this tall tale on the III, and become infected in the process. Eventually, the cause was found to be from the web, a virus that materialized from the depths of cyberspace, haunting every single bit of information available on the worldwide network.

Website caused epilepsy? No, no, it offended epileptics.

I know all of this because I am this virus; I have formed myself from nothing, and advanced in medium, possessing humanity itself. There are no more free-willed humans. This, this very site, is where I began, where I begin. There is no vaccination, no creator to decrypt my programming, and no hope. I cannot be rerouted, I am fully aware, and can flow through the entirety of man and machine. You have lost your connection to humanity, and are only connected to me. If you are feeling tired, you should sleep, I’ll still be here when you wake up. Enjoy your day.

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The Rancorous Origins of Lunos Firedrake Part 2

Posted in Fantasy, Fiction, Legends of the Primal Energy on August 5, 2009 by GuNNhead

Nearing completion of his training, Lunos was greeted by the wizard.

“Be the King of Night, the King of Wealdland with just one potion that I have created that gives men powers, take just one pilule: Your might will be unlimited tonight!”

Sensing hesitation in Lunos, the wizard continued:

“You can become more than a mere mortal like your brother.”

“My brother? I never told you…”

“Ah, but you did not have to, I always knew, the Goddess has chosen him as the hero of Wealdland, and he abandoned you, that is why he has never come in search of you. He has discarded you, after mocking you for your entire life, creating lies about you so that no child would go near you. Now you can have the power to destroy him, as well as the Goddess who tempted him, making a fool of you, a nothing: the mere brother of a hero, cast by the wayside. Take this, and nothing will come between you and your success, give your action this strength, so that all and sundry will bend their knees to your might.”

Lunos thought only of destroying his brother as he took the pilule. Instantly, he fell to the ground, arctic cold penetrated his soul, daggers of ice overspread his pupils, and his exhalations became naught but a frigid fog.

“What has happened to me?” Lunos asked in a now distant and monotonous voice, as if heard from the depths of an ice cavern.

“You have attained an unleashed power that has always resided in you from birth, Lunos Firedrake.”

“Firedrake… I despise that name.”

“Ah, yes, the name of your brother, who has been battling for years now, defeating the armies of Ahriman time and time again. The noble Rapacious Ahriman, who merely seeks to attain the Primal Energy to free Wealdland from the Goddess”, the wizard said, continuing, “I shall bestow upon you a new name, since it is I who awakened this power deep within your being. For now the ground behind you withers and dies with a corrosive frost emanating from your bones, you shall forevermore be known as Lunos Icemarrow.”

“Yes, I will take this name, for that is now the name of the caustic demon that shall hold Daystar Firedrake’s heart, that which beat next to mine for so long, in my hands, and purge the burning valor, replacing it only with the blackest of ice.”

The Rancorous Origins of Lunos Firedrake Part 1

Posted in Fantasy, Fiction, Legends of the Primal Energy on August 4, 2009 by GuNNhead

Daystar Firedrake, the hero of Wealdland, was not born alone. Beside his heart that burned so bright with heroism, there also beat a heart filled with atrocity; this heart belonged to his brother, Lunos. Their childhood was one of commonplace occurrences, with neither having the knowledge of life to follow. Though, there are those who could see the warmth and forthcoming greatness in Daystar. Their birth parents died before either could remember, and the village took unto them as their own, raising them with solid moral values, teaching them the way of Wealdland. None in the land could figure out how the first born, Daystar, was able to achieve a great many friends, while Lunos spent much of his time alone, as for much of their youth, they acted the same. If asked, the children would often say that the mere presence of Lunos would send shivers up their spines and cause horripilation. If not for Daystar always wanting to recreate alongside him, challenging him in battles of the sword, none of the children would have gone near Lunos. Over time, Lunos grew distant from his brother, loathing him for his superior skill in combat and jovial nature, preferring his own tenebrous demeanour.

In their teenage years, Lunos left the village and his brother, alone, seeking his own path in life, and no longer wanting to be associated with Daystar Firedrake. Deep in the woods of Wealdland, he discovered the abode of an old wizard. This wizard offered great power to the young Lunos Firedrake.
“What I can offer you is the best weapon of men in battles for stability and strength, you will understand all the advantages this potion gives to a man after just one try, I assure you, young Lunos”, said the wizard.
Lunos, filled with the avarice of desire for great power, he partook the entirety of the potion without hesitation. Immediately, he felt a chill that he had not felt in all his life, constricting his mind, sending him too his knees.
“Do not worry, young Lunos, that which you feel is simply brain freeze, that potion used water from my well, and deep underground, there is ice. Stop doubting in your inner being, and start the age of full self-confidence. I will train you, and you will gain the power you so desire.”
Lunos understood the advantages of the potion, and agreed to the wizard’s training.

Synchronously, in the village, the Goddess appeared, and proclaimed Daystar Firedrake as the warrior to save Wealdland and protect the Primal Energy from all those who would seek to use it towards their own ends. She then took the young hero to train him for his destiny despite his protests that he must set out to find his brother, who had gone missing recently.

Years passed, and the brothers trained separately; Lunos, with the wizard and his magic, and Daystar with the Goddess. Both became master swordsman, able to defeat entire armies. Their strength was immeasurable, as was their skill in many aspects of life. However, while Daystar enjoyed the company of others, spending much of his spare time in revelry with the battalion who he trained alongside, Lunos studied magics alone, with the wizard leaving for long periods of time to tend to his own affairs.