September 03, 2017 Day 03
#2 of paranormal activity september 3, 2017 (32 days after the death of boris bailey) night r's camera log for 09-02-17 bedroom cam 01 found- nothing day 10:42 am "it's day three of filming.
Serenifi: Great Scott! Part III: Scene 7
I'm from the future, i cam here in a barnes-and-noble-turned-time-machine, and i need to get back to 2017. pepe: ............................................. screw you, i'm done with zis sheet.
Serenifi: Great Scott! Part III: Scene 5
You restored 2017, he should be on the porch when you get back. tranquility: oh, and i, uh, made a hole in the back of this device. but, we've still got dozens of that erotica from 1997!
Courtship, Part 11
Hey, have you heard about stocking stuffer 2017? it's a thing! a thing you can participate in, from the days of december 23rd to december 26th, 2017.
A New State - medium poem
Written on 4/27/2017. written by me, fane star. a hated place, full of misery and doubt, hated by one and hated by more, loved by the blind, the dumb, the fake, this is where i make my temporary nest.
Serenifi: Great Scott! Part III: Scene 6
Lexi: \*whispering to tranquility\* we've already established that we've got until monday to take you to 2017, and this character-developing movement isn't helping! tranquility: seven o'clock, monday. got it.
Collared on the con floor
This short story was originally posted to twitter serially as a run up to midwest furfest 2017 (https://twitter.com/virotesttubead/status/934864591452024834). by popular demand, i am posting it here lightly edited as one continuous piece of text.
Chapter 1
#1 of operation: liberation (new) the axis of evil have invaded the united states on 20170205 (2017 february 5) and surprisingly have taken over the states.
Take a Seat
As always, i hope you enjoy the read. 1/15/2017 it seems that editing the format to space out the paragraphs has put line breaks in places i didn't tell it to, and i'm not quite sure how to fix that..
Punishment Game 2017
Chapter 1 Tall dark ears poked out of a fabric hat, the red shirt clung to his body like a wrapping on a candy and his button nose and clear blue eyes sunk as he waited patiently for the response. Exim a young man of seventeen years stood holding a...
Christmas Special 2017
There is a place where, once a year, all of the universes converge. A void, dark and empty, that stretches on for eternity, and yet can easily be compressed into a smaller space. Like a house. Or a neighborhood. Or a theater. Every year, an unlucky...
A Mind's Eyes 01
#1 of a mind's eyes: dream journal dream date: 10/11/2017 perspective: 1st-person i wander, apparently lost in a warehouse. it reminds me a bit of the warehouse from dairy of the dead, and is just as dimly lit.