The Pzi-Apex, R.K. Galvez [reading like a writer TXT] 📗

I was spying on him[I refrained from playing with myself for this part of the sex magick rites]....This is why Hal knows me as Ms Pettifer. It is an alias and is not my real name. Hal is unknowing a test case for secret theories that this mutated alien demon has powers beyond our comphrehension. I think I will be proved correct and my monograph will surely lead to a lucrative academic post...

 

*[The world turns...Down on the street looking for human pies...]

 

I'M OUT![NOT THAT OUT...IN OUT SHAKE IT ALL ABOUT MAKE IT ALL GO INSIDE OUT…]

 

...I've got to get used to this sliding-feeling again. Now I can leave that mess, but at least I can return to it if I fuck this body up. Once again I want to watch 'Quantum Leap', or ‘Trancers’ and I don't want no annoying holographic sidekick. But I have got to say I'm a bit eager to find what world's out there. Crammed up in some hospital in the middle of nowhere keeps me hungry. I can drain this body first...But I think I am getting spied on. That I need to find out. I will punish the fool who freed me, and I will drain them too! I will feel pain and pleasure again! I FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!...

 

...I better go back to school first. Now, what was this chubby shit head got...A mirror...Whoooaaah shit, what a geek....Let me have a feel....Tiny penis, fat everywhere... Dammit, I can half pick them! I'm going to have to make him look a bit tan looking. Where did I put that sharp knife so I can cut off this fat? And I might start getting a bit more...

 

...The demon started to cook up his flesh...At least he was cooking…Cooking up this brain was always on the menu…
 

Ritualistic Peepeepoopers...

 ...MS PETTIFER: I wonder what he must be thinking; I get the feeling he knows everything that I’m thinking and I do not know how to explain it…I can't stop following him. It was that book on Papus he let me borrow – that was what made me think he has to interesting… I think he knows I know. But a risk I have to take. This is too much of a good opportunity to see the Phultor take his hosts. We have the original crystal creature he stays in. I am thinking that might be some form of prison, but we need to know what he can do and what he can teach humanity. I will -

 

...Fucking dozy fucking cow, I will get you, and I will feel you up in more ways than one. I have a good idea, I need a new body. Look here, I'm caked in blood and I'm looking at all this tasty mutated blood plasma...

 

...Time for a feast to lick it all clean!...

 

...I will enjoy this...PRAY TO DEATH PRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

 

...MS PETTIFER[sweating, loosening her flimsy blouse, exposing her ample cleavage; Bruce Newton can see it all as he continues his sex magick ritual, sodomizing Les Barloy, while in turn being sodomized by Jane, his wife, who has started using a sacred sodomizing probe attached to her vaginal cavity…]: the subject seems to have cut himself quite severely, as chunks of his flesh hang off, prone to infection. Hal had many hang-ups but his weight wasn't one of them. Hal was also known as the Midnight Pharmacy Lemonade Drinker. It sounds like a Suicide song, but he was a disturbed individual. He would not drink lemonade but-
SHUT IT BITCH, SHUT IT UP! I'll chew your cunt -

 

....MS PETTIFER: I feel weird, I don't know if I should go now...I will sign off here. Take notes, auto-record...[endofmessage...]

 

...NEWTON: Ms Pettifer runs away...I continue to spy on her as I'm obsessed with her - as much as I am obsessed about Poxie Lute; I know everything about her and Hal. How else can I get close to the real Elaine Pettifer if I don't get close to Hal. He can be dozy for a scientist. I live near Hal and used to share vids with him, as he spends a lot of time alone when he does not work. We also play RPGs together sometimes. I don't know why people are so harsh on him. I go up to his apartment, as no one ever bothers buzzing in now. I just hope he'll give me my Gary Moore album back...I think he wants to remake 'Trick or Treat' on Cydonia...He can be a bit odd at times...He reminds me of someone...But I have known Hal for a while. I don't really do anything, apart from stalk... I stare at Hal's door and notice blood seeping out from under it. I open the door, as it seems to be strangely unlocked, and I quickly observed that Hal has cut himself up. I look at him, and Hal laughs at me; he looks fucking crazy, I go to back away, but he howls like a wolf. He starts to pretend to copulate with the sofa. He bleeds and cums everywhere; runny excrement dribbling down his scrawny legs; and he doesn't look too good. I say I'll call a -

 

......STATUS:SHUT IT SHIT HEAD! YOU'LL DO!

 

...That was easy! At least this idiot looks OK. He works out a bit, though if he leaves it a while he might go a bit porky. I admire my new body. Result: he shaves his pubic hair. I can handle itchy balls...This has to be a slight upgrade, but I feel for Hal, I really do - I reckon he might be fine if he has a very urgent blood transfusion. But, then again, I might come back for him to snack on some more! I might be able to get some more allies back into this world, so his blood and guts might be useful after all...

 

NEWTON:[struggling to regain his senses.] I leave the apartment and go in search of Elaine Pettifer. I think someone's got a C.O.G. mind-spy -cam on me, and knows my moves. I find the file; I know I'm not meant to see it, as it looks mysterious, and a bit boring. And it reads like this...This is important, I have to remember this shit, like the fucking superspy; the memory of Napoleon Solo, you know you seen it!? Like catch the BatSharkSpray, climb up with your fake teeth, be a real Kung Fu Killer in Drag! You know, karate chop with your butt-cheeks....[This isn't me thinking these irrational thoughts, thought Newton, I don't even watch TV or do anything else really...I know this isn't me, I'm not-] EH! YO! EH! I'M TALKING HERE! I mean a fucking demonic killer seems to be around here and I think it's me, I really do...What the fuck was I doing? I have to think…

 

...[Thinking...Please wait...Waiting.....Thinking…Waiting…Not responding...]. Relax, Newton, relax...Where the fuck am I? Ah, shit, I need to calm it down, what's the word...Chill, apparently that seems to be what the retro Young Old Cool kids say now: Cool and Chill are back; coollaxchillax [does that mean laxatives?]....[Newton searches for everything; he was never very good at remembering things, so he can be...a....bit....slow...and er, um, uh, errr, umm, shall we say 'stupid'?...] Chill-pill, pill the chill...That must be why they go to Iceland....Where can I get some of these devilish Khil-pills[warning: cheap thrills and bellylaughaches possible...Never believe the labels...].....Fuck-a-doodle-doo, I'm feeling a bit airy fairy...Aether in the air, the aeons whizz by….Aching all over now…I need to flood myself with whatever and flush my system.....Look, no hands again!...I'm just a dumb psychic, I'm not even any good; I just get a good feeling...I will find Elaine and save her from me, but I have to find those wasters...They don't murder people at the commune; they all just want to go orbital very peacefully...Surely that cannot be no criminal offence when everything else remains so cruelly destructive?...

 

...It'll be a fine time, and I know the line is fine[tied to the- Travis!], but I got to keep -

 

***** * ******

 

[...Newton looks at the file to his horror; the receptors of his synapse connections exploded simultaneously; something might have happened; he had to be mutating yet again...He always wondered what had happened to the amazing Ms Psychedelic...[Note:REMEMBER YOUR MIND] All independent verifiers will confirm this mutation at 18.47 on 24/12[classified; look at their eyes, according to legends]....It has not been the weirdest case on record...I know it can all be very weird off the page, but wait for the low budget crowd funded undistributed film investment vehicle...You know it must be British when it might just be the best film you will never see; everyone cannot be striving for a 'Buy the film, Get the book free' deal these days, eh?....My mind seems to be...[...BLOWING...]...I'll make a tea and do not forget to be back here to report for trans-dimensional duties; yes, you are going to the Keplar system....T52 Project[censored]....]

Peejayvajayjaynis

 FILE 1A/34/12/09/23/12/Please pick a number between one and twenty...PROJECT: MY[INSERT WORD] IS BLOWING....

 

HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE OK, I'm weirded out...
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE where the [censored] am I? Someone's having
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE one fucking massive joke on me....This isn't fair...I'm me...
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE in me, right? I'm here, and I can't control myself...What the-
EEEEEEEEEEEEEE stop cutting me off, let me say something; I need to be recorded, or I'll get-
EEEEEEEEEEEE ooooh, you petty mother[censored],I'll get you Aiwass; you can take that Horus-
EEEEWhat's he saying? Posey little fag? Skinny tight jeans, aren't you crushing your balls? Newton you shit-head, you are me now, we are one!
EEEONE I TELL YOU, YOU LITTLE SHIT, YOU DO WHAT I TELL YOU - I NEED YOUR BODY, AND YOU, Y-
EE OH, NO, DON'T TRY THINKING: I CAN SEE WHAT YOU'RE THINKING, I KNOW! WE ALL KNOW! IT'S
EEE ALL SHIT,IT'S ALL WHATEVER;NOTHING MATTERS...YOU WILL PENETRATE ELAINE AND YOU WILL EAT
EEE EVERY LAST CHALLENGE I ASK OF YOU, YOU FUCKED LITTLE SHIT.YOU'RE BETTER THAN HAL, AGREED, BUT
E YOU'RE A FUCKING WEAK LITTLE FAG TOO; YOU KNOW THAT DON'T YOU? YOU FUCKING USELESS-----EEEEEEEEEE[arrival...due time....I am the Phul...No, not Phul Cullins...Phultor, God damn humans...]
E***************MYMINDISBLOWINGFAG***************E

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