Strange Bedfellows Chapter 3 preview: Oh God What Have I Done hours
“Oh, my Bernice! My sweet little Bernice! You’re so soft and nice,” said the thief, rubbing her face against the painted wooden sign that spelled out Pantyhose Taro Dojo. The sounds coming out of her mouth could only reasonably be described as baby talk. “And you’re so cute, so cute, so cute! Azusa wants to hold you like this forever and ever!”
Staring at the thief from atop his trusty swine, Eiko made a face that he hoped fully expressed his disgust. “Yeah, I dunno what her deal is, but we should definitely just make a new sign,” he said.
Pantyhose crossed his arms. “You coward,” he said.
Eiko whipped around faster than a tornado. “What did you just call me?!”
“I called you a coward,” Pantyhose said. “What kind of martial artist gives up before the fight even starts? Your enemy is right here in front of you—are you going to just turn around and go home?! You act tough, but the truth is you’re just making excuses so you can run away! You are pathetic.”
Eiko looked at his hands. His pupils dilated. “I..I’m not running away. I'm not. Am I?”
He curled his fingers into shivering fists. Pantyhose said nothing—he only twisted his mouth into a triumphant smile.
“Have…have I been acting like none of this matters and that I’m not interested because I’m just too scared to face the reality that I’m actually too weak to fight? Am I running away from my true enemy…? Or am I my true enemy?”
“She’s your enemy. By facing her, you can face yourself,” said Pantyhose. He pointed to the thief. It made sense in a roundabout sort of way as long as no one thought too hard about it.
Eiko stood up on top of his pig and shouted at the sky. “Yes! I will face my enemy!” he said. Piganosuke let out a mighty squeal of encouragement.
“Hey! Excuse me,” said the enemy in question. “Bernice and I would like to be alone. Go away.”
“Who the hell is Bernice?! I’ll kick her butt, too!” said Eiko. He puffed himself up to look intimidating.
“Yes! Threaten her! Make her cry!” said Pantyhose. He laughed like a maniac. Much to Piganosuke’s discomfort, Pantyhose joined Eiko in standing up on top of him.
The enemy pouted. “This is Bernice,” she said, pointing to the Pantyhose Taro Dojo sign she was cradling in her other arm. “And you can’t take her away from me!”
“I can, and I will! I’ll show everyone I’m not a coward!” Eiko said. He launched a jump kick off the top of Piganosuke, hoping to knock the sign loose. Instead, the sign came swooshing up to hit him in the face. He slid down it with all the grace of a glob of jelly falling off a plate. Then he hit the pavement.
The enemy cooed gently at the sign. “Oh, my poor, sweet Bernice! Did that icky bully hurt you?”
“I am not icky!” Eiko said. He sprang back to his feet, clutching a bump on his forehead. “And you’re the one who’s being a bully here! Haven’t you ever heard of picking on someone your own size?!”
The enemy wasn’t listening. “Oh, Bernice, Bernice! You belong to Azusa!”
“Stop ignoring me, lady! And who’s Azusa?!”
“Azusa is Azusa,” said Azusa.
Eiko tried to make sense of that. Then he wished he hadn’t.
“Ugh, my head hurts,” he said.
“Stop complaining and fight! If you can’t even finish her off, you’ve got no chance of defeating Ranma Saotome!”
Azusa blinked.
“Oh, did you hear that, Bernice? They want to defeat Ranma Saotome, too,” she said.
Eiko pointed at her. “Yeah, we do! We’re gonna make Ranma eat crow with a slice of humble pie for dessert! So you’d better watch out!”
Azusa giggled. “Hey, that sounds like fun. Can we come, too?”
“I dunno,” Eiko said. He turned back to Pantyhose Taro. “Can she come, too?”
Pantyhose Taro shrugged. “As long as she’s an enemy of Ranma’s, she can’t be our enemy, because Ranma is our enemy, which makes her our ally.”
“But then how am I supposed to defeat Ranma if I can’t defeat myself by defeating her?” asked Eiko, pointing to the woman in the polka dot dress. She was jumping up and down with the sign and laughing.
“Who cares,” said Pantyhose. “Just tell her to get on the pig.”
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DannyMay part two!
A wanted sign is nailed to the wall in Amity Park. When will they stop using that dumb name?
Tweaked the prompt a little. You'd cry too if you were stuck at 14 forever.
A new color enters the chat. Danny fights tirelessly against mind control.
Style challenge! My glass-eye babydoll style is one I usually reserve for fashion design but it felt fittingly creepy to use it for Danny's weezer blues. (Whaaat? This one isn't black and white!? Wild.)
Hungry baby Ellie! Don't mind the little Batman in the corner; I think I might write an accompanying fic for this one someday.
A resting place for Danny. Ghostly fires stay lit for all eternity in the Ghost King's Mausoleum.
10 days down, 21 to go! This is very very fun
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I'm feeling courageous. I want to do a 1 hour robotic affirming challenge.
The purpose of this is to eliminate wavering thoughts and negative beliefs. This will also strengthen your manifestation abilities and change your reality because you are changing your self concept.
You can use whatever subliminal you like, I personally am using desired self, everything always works out in my favour and instant manifestation subliminals.
Example affs for you:
✦ It is done
✦ My desires always manifests under 10 minutes
✦ I already have everything I want
✦ I always get exactly what I want, when I want it because I am a master manifester
✦ It is impossible for my desires to take longer than 10 minutes to manifest
✦ It is impossible to deny my desires when I already have them
✦ Everything in my notes has manifested
✦ The 3D conforms to my desired instantly
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One For The Money, Two For The Show
(The 3D is just a reality TV show. And you’re just spectating).
Hey Upper East Siders.
Gossip girl here. And boy have I got news for you. Come closer and promise you won’t tell…
I’m just joking. If you can’t trust yourself to do as little as persist, I doubt I can trust you with a secret. But let’s see what you can do with this.
Spotted: Lonely boy sitting at his computer desk watching “The Simple Life”. A deep dive into the lives of Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie. Unfortunately for lonely boy, his life is a little too simple. Maybe lonely boy realised that his 3D reality is the REAL reality TV show, and the 4D is simply real life.
Rumour has it that some of our favourite upper east siders don’t like their circumstances. Well little did they know, that all they had to do was to stop identifying with them.
What’s wrong S? Don’t like your reflection in the mirror? Wish I could feel bad for you but that’s just not your reality. Your eyes are just a TV screen. You’re just watching TV. A reality TV show. Anything you don’t like in your 3D, is just part of that reality show. It isn’t your life. It’s like watching the Kardashians. They aren’t you. The 3D isn’t you.
Don’t understand me? When your watching a reality TV show, are you affected by the things happening? Is it you in the tv show experiencing the circumstances? No. Good, because you should treat the 3D the same way. The 3D isn’t happening to you. It’s a reality TV show. You’re observing it for pure entertainment. You don’t have to deal with it. It has nothing to do with you. It isn’t your life.
All you have to focus on S, is the tv show that you’ve written in your own mind. AKA the 4D. Go there for entertainment. And feel that that is your life because it is.
Everytime you are clouded by the 3D circumstances, understand that the 3D isn’t your life. None of that is happening to you. Abandon it and focus on your imagination. Scoff at the character in your 3D and brag about how you’re so glad you don’t have to go through those 3D circumstances. Because you’re only an audience watching that reality show. When you’re watching a horror movie you must be relieved that you aren’t the main character running from something they don’t want to see. That’s exactly how the 3D is to you. It doesn’t matter because it’s not happening to you..it’s not your life. The 4D is.
After all you’re only here for two things.
One for the money and Two for the show.
One for your dream life, and two for the fun. Laugh at your circumstances. Sit back and watch the show, knowing you aren’t the one who needs to worry.
Spotted: Lonely boy sitting at his computer desk still watching “The Simple Life”. He looks around and realises he has nothing he wants. But this time, lonely boy acknowledges that his 3D life is just a fictional tv show. It’s not real. He doesn’t have to identify with the 3D circumstances because they aren’t real. In his imagination he’s the worlds best author with the girl of his dreams. Lonely boy is not so lonely now is he…he’s a million dollar man.
Be a lonely boy, or be like lonely boy.
- gossip girl
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