Dec 17, 2018
Some works I made for the website Hens World
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Some works I made for the website Hens World
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Masturbation Art. #apocalypsethememoir #mastart (at Bishop Castle)
Lipstick Covered Magnet//Open//
Peter took what little information Miss Dodson gave him and ran with it, there was absolutely no time to waste. He walked around the last building the missing girl was spotted at with his camera taking pictures of every little thing that stood out in his eyes. Of course the camera flash would cause heads to turn, not that flashing lights weren’t normal at a carnival. This was better than the alternative, putting on the suit, but he needed hard evidence before he tried anything. Sure Fury would be a little, “Ok probably a lot pissed,” if he found out Peter was investigating on his own. But this was something he needed to do. Journalism was second nature to him, just like swing rooftop to rooftop. It was the calling he truly loved. Peter continued walking until he found a piece of fabric on the ground, torn, stuck on a broken tree branch that looked to be there for some time.
Carol looked around as she walked and did not break stride as she slipped around the side of the green tent. Hopefully everyone was too busy having fun to notice her sneaking around.
Swirl and Hurl
“I do not understand the allure of this swirling contraption. Riders return tinged green and while I appreciate the color I do not see why they torture themselves.”
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“As far as the popcorn and the cotton candy smell great I must say I smell something cheesy around too.”
Sif loved competition and while she had a healthy obsession, she thought, of physical competitions, any would do. She was surprised to see the mortal realm held such events, and one event seemed to get a crowd of people going. Sif believed it to be a competition between women, but this ‘competition’ was anything but: a wet t-shirt contest. She was given a white top that was torn in too many places, but her lower garment that appeared as a skirt, she was still able to wear.
Seeing as competitive as she was, she soared to victory. Her eyes set on the first person she saw, Sif ran to them. Her body dripping wet. Shirt clinging to her muscles and bosom.”I have won! I have won! You are in the presence of the Lady Sif, Goddess of War and Midgard’s champion of the wet t-shirt contest!”
It is 4am. Erik is finding himself sitting alone in the library with a few books he picked up at random without even reading the title. He would have gone to the club room but he wanted a space with a more serious atmosphere perhaps.
He sinks into the armchair staring at the pile of books he placed on a short table in front of him. He often finds himself awake in the middle of the night brooding over the past and future like this. Even though he feels like he might have found a place where he can belong, he is still finding it quite difficult for him to truly calm his mind and settle down, becoming a part of something bigger than himself and everything he’s known.
The silence was suddenly broken by the sound of approaching footsteps. Though he doesn’t exactly care, he couldn’t help but wonder who the other might be, coming to the library at this hour. He stayed seated in his spot, using his powers to sense and feel the person’s movements and found that the other is slowly approaching him and getting within conversation range.