Storytime with Obi
Jan 31, 2016 13:45:23 GMT -5
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Post by Oblivion on Jan 31, 2016 13:45:23 GMT -5
~•_-*Mist covers the visuals in front of you. Through the mist, is a thick "olde tyme" story book. The book slowly spins in a clock-wise rotation. After one revolution, the thick bonded book proceeds to spin around in different directions. At one point, the book stops moving, opens up and drops. As the heavy book falls, it makes contact with the ground. Dust and dirt flies outward, in a thick cloud. The pages, of the book, starts moving quickly, from front to back. The first page, of the book, is seen. A soft friendly older voice is heard, speaking. With each word spoken, a word from the page is lifted off and fades away, after a couple of sentences, there is a close up to the fading word book page. The mist reappears, swallows up the book...*-_•~
Soft friendly older voice: As our story begins, its the end of the first month, of a brand spanking new year. A year that happens to be an election year. With a new President being voted in, we must sift through the selections of the political parties. On the Republican side, we have a Donny, Teddy, some brain doctor named Benji and a Markie. Oh, excuuuuuuse me!! Mr. Carson and Mr. Rubio. You have to be careful nowadays. Talking poorly about the Republican Party, you will silenced... FOREVER.
Then, on the flip side, you have the Democratic party which basically has, in all sense of the argument, only two strong candidates, a Bernard Sanders and a Hillary Clinton. With all the candidates, it's pretty damn scary if it ended being between a money hungry, loud mouth property tycoon and a power hungry loud mouth former secretary of state. A bloody battle is ahead of us. The lesser of two evils. It makes me wonder tho. Did the founding fathers ever have a thought, that the political future could get this crappy? No. I don't think so either.
But, what does that have to do with our story, you ask? Well...
~•_-*As the soft spoken words are beings heard, a map of the United States is being unfolded. A slow close-up on the map, ends up on Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.*-_•~
Soft friendly older voice: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania... Speaking of the founding fathers, Philadelphia was once the nation's capital. Is now the city of *cough-snicker* brotherly love. But, it's not Philadelphia that we are focusing on. Just west, 163 miles away. Watsontown, Pennsylvania. Then, there's THAT black van...
~•_-*The soft spoken voice continues talking as a black van drives west down a state road. The van pulls up to a large green city limits sign... CITY LIMITS WATSON, PENNSYLVANIA In white spray paint, the words "HOME OF TEDDY TOWN" is sprayed near the bottom, of the sign. The front driver's side window opens. The driver's left ear can be seen. Blood slowly flows out, trickling down the side of the face, of the van driver. A metal siren/speaker is seen placed on top of the city limit sign. Music is blaring out...*-_•~
Loud music: Teddy bears in the park for a teddy bear picnic. Honey and bread, eating at the teddy bear picnic. Teddy bears hugging and playing at the teddy bear picnic. Teddy bears in the park for a teddy bear picnic.
~•_-*A heavy flow of regurgitation flies out of the window, crashing down onto the asphalt. A grumbling is heard, before the window goes back up. The van drives into Watsontown. What appears to be a normal town, it looks as if a deep secret looms over Watsontown. As the van drives through, the residence are seen as slow moving and unhappy. The van window is opened again...*-_•~
Loud music: HAPPY-HAPPY JOY-JOY!! HAPPY-HAPPY JOY-JOY!! HAPPY... HAPPY... HAPPY-HAPPY!! JOY-JOY!! HAPPY-HAPPY!! JOY-JOY!!
~•_-*The nearby residence continue with their daily activities. As the van drives away, one of the residents bands down rubbing their ankles, which is attached with a metal clasp, in which the heavy clasp is attached to a thick chain which is attached to a solid metal cannonball.
The van continues driving, the same thing is being seen, over and over again. The residence of Watsontown are chained up in their well manicured yard surrounded by a white picket fence. Each house is a cookie cutter duplicate of the previous house. The surrounding area begin to change slightly, when the van approaches a tall wooden fence, which attached to a electrified chain system. The driver looks up and sees two towers with large bears with rifles. The guard approaches the van.*-_•~
Military attired black bear: Your two IDs please.
~•_-*The drivers hands the gate guard his driver's license and Teddy Town ID. The guard looks over the two IDs.*-_•~
Military attired black bear: Thank you Keith. OPEN UP THE GATES!!
~•_-*The gates are slowly opened and the van slowly drives through. Visually, there is no difference between both sides of the fence. But, closely examine, there are a lot of differences. Music also plays on the Teddy Town side, as it did on the Watsontown side...*-_•~
Music: It's a small world after all!! It's a small world after all!! It's a small world after all!! It's a small... small world. It's a small...
~•_-*The van driver looks in his rear view mirror and sees the military themed area, near the fence area. The driver looks around. All kinds of Teddy bears, in all shapes, breeds and sizes are happy. This is an alternative world of happiness perspective.
The van drives up to a very large house, almost castle looking. Old structure. Fifty to sixty years old. The building heavily guarded with military precision. Amongst the guards, mingling; talking are the Personal Guard of the Mayor of Teddy Town. The Personal Guard consists of a giant Duck, Polar Bear, Lion, Koala Bear. Name tags said... Chris M., Brian B., Kevin L., John G. The van parks and the driver gets out of the van. Keith sets the van's alarm, then proceeds to walk up to the building. Immediately the Personal Guard stand at attention and snaps a quick crisp salute towards Keith, who responds back with a quick salute. Half way up the concrete steps, the Vice-Mayor looks around and sees a seductive looking woman tending to a garden. She giggles and squeaks, as she talks very sweet to her precious teddies. A teddy bear resident talks loudly to the seductive looking woman...*-_•~
Talking Teddy Resident: Excuse me, Kathy. Kathy!!
~•_-*The seductive looking woman turns around, with hair flipping. When Kathy turns around, her "five o'clock shadow" is apparent. The partial stogey, in her mouth, is not lit. Kathy skips exaggerated, as her exposed fat flops everywhere. With her very short skirt pops up when she bends over, her simply, pimply ass is exposed, completely engulfing the g-string. Kathy lives as a woman, but it's not a secret that Kathy is not a woman. Kathy is barely human. DNA proves it. An Ancestry DNA box was found. DNA proves that Kathy is part avian, part Kodiak, partial Mexican, bust mostly Irish.
It explains why Kathy loves her bears, since she is part bear. Rumors say, she shits and snores like a bear. Basically, that information came from a process food factory Manager, Mr. Logi. It was mentioned that Kathy's favorite singer was Stewart. Favorite actor was Steiger. Favorite 1960's television narrator was Sterling. And her favorite professional wrestler was Piper. It was also discovered her favorite comedian was Dangerfield. Rumors were flying around when Sara Moonbear accused Kathy of infidelity. Adultery. That is why Kathy is tending to the Mayor's garden. As a sort of punishment. Even the mayor has prevented any further surgeries for Kathy. Her "personal progression" has been halt. Explains the five o'clock shadow.
Keith enters the building and approaches the office and enter the room. Several feet away, at the other end, of the room, is Oblivion at IT's desk. The Monster standing behind a bent over secretary, with her panties down.*-_•~
*•SNIIIIIIFF!!•*
~•_-*Oblivion sniffs a thick line of cocaine off the ass of the secretary. Oblivion rubs IT's teeth, before rubbing between the legs of the secretary. The Monster sniffs IT's fingers, then smacks the woman's ass. The secretary turns around and removes the condom. The secretary pulls up her panties and scurries away. Oblivion sits down on IT's large leather seat, lighting up a joint. Keith approaches The Dark Mayor.*-_•~
Keith: Oblivion!! What are your plans for F15teen?!
~•_-*Oblivion stands up, toking on the joint, walking around. Several cages with bears in them are placed in strategic places. Oblivion proceeds to talk.*-_•~
Oblivion: Well, plans are simple.
~•_-*The Monster picks up a small bear, from a cage, and smashes it into a wall. Oblivion pulls out a small revolver... BLAMM!!! The Dark Messiah drops the half-head bear.*-_•~
Oblivion: The plan is simple. Destroy Katherine Phoenix!! Relieve the entire WCF of her maniacal tyranny. OFF WITH THE QUEEN'S HEAD!! Eliminate her existence from this planet!! The world will celebrate with glorious wonders!! Parades will be held!! Parties will be glorious!! Everyone will exhale a sigh of relief!! Glory days will be for all!! DEATH TO KATHERINE PHOENIX!! Hand me that camcorder...
~•_-*Oblivion looks into the camcorder intensely.*-_•~
Oblivion: This Sunday, at Fifteen, the fifteen year celebration of WCF, Oblivion finally gets to step inside the ring and scientifically, methodically dissect publicly in front of the entire world. Exposing that former Lilith as nothing more than a hyper active, immature, loud mouth pussy on legs. She won't be flapping her gums much as much as she used to.
Keith: Why?
Oblivion: Without teeth, no talking. Broken hands, no sign language. Fractured legs, no running away. Even without teeth, she will still be useful in the world of The Monster. Oblivion will be running this company soon... Soon enough. With no teeth, Katherine Phoenix will be The Head of IT's STAFF!! Mwahahaha!!! At Fifteen, somebody will be leaving WCF... Oh by the Katherine Phoenix... Oblivion isn't going anywhere!! But, Katherine will be. The Monster... The Dark Messiah, The Hardcore God will send Katherine Phoenix... STRAIGHT TO HEEEEELLLL!!!
~•_-*Oblivion tosses the camcorder to IT's Vice Mayor.*-_•~
Oblivion: Now with that business out of the way... WAIT!! NO FUCK THAT!! Katherine Phoenix is a cankerous whore, who deserves to not just die, no!! Death is too good for her!! Katherine Phoenix will go down in defeat in the most horrifying, humiliating way. For her annoyance and her constant disregard to the rules that had been place by Seth Lerch, she deserves to have an infected tick crawl up her digestive tract and infect her from the inside-out!! Place leeches shove them up her cooter and watch some of the leeches die, from the smell, but the rest of the leeches to devour her insides. You see, Kit-Kat the joking stops now!! The fun and games end today!! Your control will be nullified. Done!! You got it, you brain dead stupid-ass bitch!! Nobody likes you!! You're a God damn waste of space. You're taking a spot that someone else deserves. Since you won't go away!! The Monster will make sure you are sent away... IN A BOX!!! FUCK YOU!! YOU SHOULD OF STAYED AWAY!! WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU... IS YOUR FAULT!! Fuck this, Keith!! This is done. Over. No more recording. Seth fucked up by signing this match!! In Philadelphia... KATHERINE PHOENIX DIES!!!
********STATIC!!********
Soft friendly older voice: As our story begins, its the end of the first month, of a brand spanking new year. A year that happens to be an election year. With a new President being voted in, we must sift through the selections of the political parties. On the Republican side, we have a Donny, Teddy, some brain doctor named Benji and a Markie. Oh, excuuuuuuse me!! Mr. Carson and Mr. Rubio. You have to be careful nowadays. Talking poorly about the Republican Party, you will silenced... FOREVER.
Then, on the flip side, you have the Democratic party which basically has, in all sense of the argument, only two strong candidates, a Bernard Sanders and a Hillary Clinton. With all the candidates, it's pretty damn scary if it ended being between a money hungry, loud mouth property tycoon and a power hungry loud mouth former secretary of state. A bloody battle is ahead of us. The lesser of two evils. It makes me wonder tho. Did the founding fathers ever have a thought, that the political future could get this crappy? No. I don't think so either.
But, what does that have to do with our story, you ask? Well...
~•_-*As the soft spoken words are beings heard, a map of the United States is being unfolded. A slow close-up on the map, ends up on Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.*-_•~
Soft friendly older voice: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania... Speaking of the founding fathers, Philadelphia was once the nation's capital. Is now the city of *cough-snicker* brotherly love. But, it's not Philadelphia that we are focusing on. Just west, 163 miles away. Watsontown, Pennsylvania. Then, there's THAT black van...
~•_-*The soft spoken voice continues talking as a black van drives west down a state road. The van pulls up to a large green city limits sign... CITY LIMITS WATSON, PENNSYLVANIA In white spray paint, the words "HOME OF TEDDY TOWN" is sprayed near the bottom, of the sign. The front driver's side window opens. The driver's left ear can be seen. Blood slowly flows out, trickling down the side of the face, of the van driver. A metal siren/speaker is seen placed on top of the city limit sign. Music is blaring out...*-_•~
Loud music: Teddy bears in the park for a teddy bear picnic. Honey and bread, eating at the teddy bear picnic. Teddy bears hugging and playing at the teddy bear picnic. Teddy bears in the park for a teddy bear picnic.
~•_-*A heavy flow of regurgitation flies out of the window, crashing down onto the asphalt. A grumbling is heard, before the window goes back up. The van drives into Watsontown. What appears to be a normal town, it looks as if a deep secret looms over Watsontown. As the van drives through, the residence are seen as slow moving and unhappy. The van window is opened again...*-_•~
Loud music: HAPPY-HAPPY JOY-JOY!! HAPPY-HAPPY JOY-JOY!! HAPPY... HAPPY... HAPPY-HAPPY!! JOY-JOY!! HAPPY-HAPPY!! JOY-JOY!!
~•_-*The nearby residence continue with their daily activities. As the van drives away, one of the residents bands down rubbing their ankles, which is attached with a metal clasp, in which the heavy clasp is attached to a thick chain which is attached to a solid metal cannonball.
The van continues driving, the same thing is being seen, over and over again. The residence of Watsontown are chained up in their well manicured yard surrounded by a white picket fence. Each house is a cookie cutter duplicate of the previous house. The surrounding area begin to change slightly, when the van approaches a tall wooden fence, which attached to a electrified chain system. The driver looks up and sees two towers with large bears with rifles. The guard approaches the van.*-_•~
Military attired black bear: Your two IDs please.
~•_-*The drivers hands the gate guard his driver's license and Teddy Town ID. The guard looks over the two IDs.*-_•~
Military attired black bear: Thank you Keith. OPEN UP THE GATES!!
~•_-*The gates are slowly opened and the van slowly drives through. Visually, there is no difference between both sides of the fence. But, closely examine, there are a lot of differences. Music also plays on the Teddy Town side, as it did on the Watsontown side...*-_•~
Music: It's a small world after all!! It's a small world after all!! It's a small world after all!! It's a small... small world. It's a small...
~•_-*The van driver looks in his rear view mirror and sees the military themed area, near the fence area. The driver looks around. All kinds of Teddy bears, in all shapes, breeds and sizes are happy. This is an alternative world of happiness perspective.
The van drives up to a very large house, almost castle looking. Old structure. Fifty to sixty years old. The building heavily guarded with military precision. Amongst the guards, mingling; talking are the Personal Guard of the Mayor of Teddy Town. The Personal Guard consists of a giant Duck, Polar Bear, Lion, Koala Bear. Name tags said... Chris M., Brian B., Kevin L., John G. The van parks and the driver gets out of the van. Keith sets the van's alarm, then proceeds to walk up to the building. Immediately the Personal Guard stand at attention and snaps a quick crisp salute towards Keith, who responds back with a quick salute. Half way up the concrete steps, the Vice-Mayor looks around and sees a seductive looking woman tending to a garden. She giggles and squeaks, as she talks very sweet to her precious teddies. A teddy bear resident talks loudly to the seductive looking woman...*-_•~
Talking Teddy Resident: Excuse me, Kathy. Kathy!!
~•_-*The seductive looking woman turns around, with hair flipping. When Kathy turns around, her "five o'clock shadow" is apparent. The partial stogey, in her mouth, is not lit. Kathy skips exaggerated, as her exposed fat flops everywhere. With her very short skirt pops up when she bends over, her simply, pimply ass is exposed, completely engulfing the g-string. Kathy lives as a woman, but it's not a secret that Kathy is not a woman. Kathy is barely human. DNA proves it. An Ancestry DNA box was found. DNA proves that Kathy is part avian, part Kodiak, partial Mexican, bust mostly Irish.
It explains why Kathy loves her bears, since she is part bear. Rumors say, she shits and snores like a bear. Basically, that information came from a process food factory Manager, Mr. Logi. It was mentioned that Kathy's favorite singer was Stewart. Favorite actor was Steiger. Favorite 1960's television narrator was Sterling. And her favorite professional wrestler was Piper. It was also discovered her favorite comedian was Dangerfield. Rumors were flying around when Sara Moonbear accused Kathy of infidelity. Adultery. That is why Kathy is tending to the Mayor's garden. As a sort of punishment. Even the mayor has prevented any further surgeries for Kathy. Her "personal progression" has been halt. Explains the five o'clock shadow.
Keith enters the building and approaches the office and enter the room. Several feet away, at the other end, of the room, is Oblivion at IT's desk. The Monster standing behind a bent over secretary, with her panties down.*-_•~
*•SNIIIIIIFF!!•*
~•_-*Oblivion sniffs a thick line of cocaine off the ass of the secretary. Oblivion rubs IT's teeth, before rubbing between the legs of the secretary. The Monster sniffs IT's fingers, then smacks the woman's ass. The secretary turns around and removes the condom. The secretary pulls up her panties and scurries away. Oblivion sits down on IT's large leather seat, lighting up a joint. Keith approaches The Dark Mayor.*-_•~
Keith: Oblivion!! What are your plans for F15teen?!
~•_-*Oblivion stands up, toking on the joint, walking around. Several cages with bears in them are placed in strategic places. Oblivion proceeds to talk.*-_•~
Oblivion: Well, plans are simple.
~•_-*The Monster picks up a small bear, from a cage, and smashes it into a wall. Oblivion pulls out a small revolver... BLAMM!!! The Dark Messiah drops the half-head bear.*-_•~
Oblivion: The plan is simple. Destroy Katherine Phoenix!! Relieve the entire WCF of her maniacal tyranny. OFF WITH THE QUEEN'S HEAD!! Eliminate her existence from this planet!! The world will celebrate with glorious wonders!! Parades will be held!! Parties will be glorious!! Everyone will exhale a sigh of relief!! Glory days will be for all!! DEATH TO KATHERINE PHOENIX!! Hand me that camcorder...
~•_-*Oblivion looks into the camcorder intensely.*-_•~
Oblivion: This Sunday, at Fifteen, the fifteen year celebration of WCF, Oblivion finally gets to step inside the ring and scientifically, methodically dissect publicly in front of the entire world. Exposing that former Lilith as nothing more than a hyper active, immature, loud mouth pussy on legs. She won't be flapping her gums much as much as she used to.
Keith: Why?
Oblivion: Without teeth, no talking. Broken hands, no sign language. Fractured legs, no running away. Even without teeth, she will still be useful in the world of The Monster. Oblivion will be running this company soon... Soon enough. With no teeth, Katherine Phoenix will be The Head of IT's STAFF!! Mwahahaha!!! At Fifteen, somebody will be leaving WCF... Oh by the Katherine Phoenix... Oblivion isn't going anywhere!! But, Katherine will be. The Monster... The Dark Messiah, The Hardcore God will send Katherine Phoenix... STRAIGHT TO HEEEEELLLL!!!
~•_-*Oblivion tosses the camcorder to IT's Vice Mayor.*-_•~
Oblivion: Now with that business out of the way... WAIT!! NO FUCK THAT!! Katherine Phoenix is a cankerous whore, who deserves to not just die, no!! Death is too good for her!! Katherine Phoenix will go down in defeat in the most horrifying, humiliating way. For her annoyance and her constant disregard to the rules that had been place by Seth Lerch, she deserves to have an infected tick crawl up her digestive tract and infect her from the inside-out!! Place leeches shove them up her cooter and watch some of the leeches die, from the smell, but the rest of the leeches to devour her insides. You see, Kit-Kat the joking stops now!! The fun and games end today!! Your control will be nullified. Done!! You got it, you brain dead stupid-ass bitch!! Nobody likes you!! You're a God damn waste of space. You're taking a spot that someone else deserves. Since you won't go away!! The Monster will make sure you are sent away... IN A BOX!!! FUCK YOU!! YOU SHOULD OF STAYED AWAY!! WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU... IS YOUR FAULT!! Fuck this, Keith!! This is done. Over. No more recording. Seth fucked up by signing this match!! In Philadelphia... KATHERINE PHOENIX DIES!!!
********STATIC!!********
