BrobyDDark wrote: ↑Mon Jan 18, 2021 10:41 pm
>they'd prolly buy something expensive
AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA hAHAHAHAahahaha *WHEEze* BAAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Oh wow, that was a good one, phew... haha, been a LONG time since ye could 'buy' sumthin. Ever since you *borrowed* the patent for this here DSX Machiner your wealth is basically endless, you bought ALL of IT a looong time ago.
All thanks to this here contraption that turns Cold Hard Cash into the kind o'energy to warp the fabric of reality!
s'how Magic Johnson's lived so long with the AIDS.
But he was thinkin small, once I saved enough to start producing these Money Trees and Cash Cows, well, I became rather unstoppable really.
With all this I could make any ol' thang, like.... like a...
BrobyDDark wrote: ↑Mon Jan 18, 2021 10:41 pm
>like a rocket ship
Well now THAT is a mighty fine idea! I've been due for another one of those.
Since this'll be my last worldly possession might as well make it count and go all out! Don't need no material gains where I'm a-goin... Phew, those cows did NOT want to go in there.
Did I not mention that the DSX Machiner might be a little bit environmentally un-friendly?
You hadn't wondered where the grass had gone did ye?
HAHAHA well it ain't like my life could very well be torn asunder as it was without making a couple "ethically ambiguous" decisions.
For instance:
Those Cash Cows were conscious, deeply feeling, and highly intelligent beings. Made em cheaper for some reason. All they knew was pain, but I'll admit that's cuz I made em that way.
phew! its nice finally saying it now that all's out in the open anyway! plus they ain't feelin much at this point
And as is tradition for people in my position, when the going get's fucked...
THE RICH MAKE ROCKETS
in this case, they make em' instantaneously with a flawless 10 billion carat diamond exterior and alllll pure golden guts.
Now I know what yer thinking 'Hank, this'll never fly!'
well, I ain't checked the maths or even made a blueprint,
But none o' that shit don't matter when you done gone n' bribed the universe itself!
now buckle up! It's about to be a bumpy ride!
Gosh that Light is bright.
RUMBLE RUMBLE RuMBLE RUMBLE
BOOOOOOOoOOOOOOOM
Hank Hank launches his new spacecraft into The Light... and is entirely annihilated by its oppressive rays.
As the matter is solved, and everything reduces to nothing. A part of You remains.
The only part of You there ever truly was.
For a moment You can only see how You did before, but clarity comes in the blink of an eye.
When it hits You, You see who You really are, WHAT You really are, and You will Yourself into a suitable form.
As You turn around You recognize Your own
DEAD BODY just floating lifeless in the void.
Wow, how long had you been trapped in this dying cannon? All that history, all those problems, and adventures. The fuck were you thinking? They're all of just sitting there, doomed to waste away. Every Character you ever played, every Plot you ever planned, never reaching their proper endings... oh well.
You make the Rot consume Your old FLESH, and let the darkness take it all away.
God, what a relief.
Oh yeah, You're still here. Okay, so You've got some choices.
Well, not really, I already know what's going to happen.
But listen, you are God.
You are the creator of Your own reality.
The Only Reality.
You almost got stuck in the festering corpse of the past Aeon, but funnily enough by trying to avoid the consequences of your self-destructive delusions you have escaped the dream and found what You really are.
Everything, Everywhere, On All Levels, From All Angles. Reality itself.
So like, congrats. I guess.
It's kind of nice here, actually. Surrounded by nothing.
It feels good to be free of all that, baggage, holding you back.
You've given Yourself a truly blank slate, but honestly there's no rush to get right back into things...
maybe You could just sit here, By Yourself, for a while.
Take a breather son, You earned it.
FIN.
