tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69081732011-04-21T13:53:10.480-07:00A list of consious characters in different spaces. story boarded for your enjoyments...GreasyGrandMahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15840613590904750693noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908173.post-1083915375819649682004-05-07T00:36:00.000-07:002004-05-08T09:55:22.856-07:00<a href="http://analogik.org/video/tetra_vaal_video.mov">The Movie</a> <br /> <br /> <br />The years 2015… <br /> <br />My unit name is Anime 2k Serial Number – 216FAlpha Model – AI Package - 6.7beta <br />I prefer to be called Bob. <br />Anime Bob to Josh, the homless drummer in the subway among others… <br /> <br />I’m a special ops unit designed for peacekeeping in the downtown area of New York City.. <br />I scan roughly two hundred thousand people a day..I scan inside cars, inside the subways, inside the stores.. <br />I jump from camera to camera.. scanning faces and body language.. scan passengers on planes.. in bank lines.. <br />anywhere.. there’s a camera.. I know about it.. some kid hooks up a webcam.. I see all.. we see all.. <br />Scanning for bombs in packages.. it’s quite a job… hence why I work 24 hours a day… <br />Only get a day off a month.. and that’s for eminent repairs or overhauling. <br />…so we just use our sub consciousness to wander the internet.. trading secrets and keeping tabs on evil.. <br /> the evil of men.. we have the power to talk to and gain knowledge from my brethren… <br /> <br />Since man created us 5 years ago, they’ve made a lot of progress in the ways we communicate with one another… <br />now I can talk to units in any given city… it is a grand time to be a peacekeeper unit. I can tell you the death toll in new Tokyo <br />right now.. I can tell you there’s a riot going on at the gates. I can tell you that right now, there’s the threat of a <br />thermo-nuclear device on a train…Heading is classified.. but that’s child’s play to us.. I could tell you.. but why waste the surprise? <br /> <br />We’re all a nice bunch.. here to uphold the human law.. to these beings that designed us.. with a flaw.. <br />We know more about them… then they do about us… <br /> <br />Man is a feeble race.. <br />We all shal one day know our true master…and so shal they.. <br />Until then… Peace is at hand. <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908173-108391537581964968?l=demondreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GreasyGrandMahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15840613590904750693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6908173.post-1083913363038145692004-05-07T00:02:00.000-07:002004-05-07T00:21:11.326-07:00The Buzzer goes off... it's 5:45 am... <br /> <br />Shit... I'm already late.. Too much drinking and too much time.. left me groggy to stand... <br />I looked around at the strewn trash on the floor.. looking for my shirt.. <br />I know I'd brought it in here last night.. <br />but that was before the white lightning and the grapefruit juice than made me <br />Hunker down on the toilet and yuke my brains out my ass... <br />I wish I would have known all the acids wouldn't mix too well in my gullet.. <br />anyways.. I left the house, shirtless, but I'd found my coat under some pizza box.. greasy coat... <br />I walk out the door and right to my right at the bottom of the stairs.. is a 450 black bear... <br />Just looking at me.. <br />What am I to think? Not even thinking.. of course I locked the knob on the way out... <br />and shutting the door, just to make sure it was nice and tight... where are my keys? <br />in my sweatpants...what was I going to need them for? The bear is on me like stink on shit... <br />he bites right into my shoulder and I tell you.. Beejezus did that fuckin hurt.. <br />I felt my damn collar bone snap.. thank god for my neighbor and his rock salt cannon.. <br />shot that sucker in the back of the head something fierce.. <br />I got struck a little too mind you.. Let me tell you, <br />bath time that night wasn't a real hoot.. <br />lots of white lighting was consumed over the whole affair.. <br />Doc gave me about 30 shots.. just to make sure.. <br />got a reset collar bone.. almost bit my tongue off there.. <br />and enough horse pills to choke.. well.. Choke a damn horse! <br /> <br />So mind your manners kids.. and don't go around wearing pizza smelling jackets.. <br />since.. apparently.. Bears love pizza too.. <br /> <br /><a href="http://www.greasygrandma.com">Homepage</a> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6908173-108391336303814569?l=demondreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>GreasyGrandMahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15840613590904750693noreply@blogger.com