Sunday, July 16, 2017

Looking for advice about Patreon

If you haven't noticed, I have a Patreon that's pretty much in its starting stages and I'd like to really get it going. I'd like to hear your opinions and advice as to what to do with it to improve it and get people to use it. Of course if I'm going to hand out free books and such to people for their efforts and dedicate myself to it further as long as what advice they give me works.
Thank you!

Friday, July 14, 2017

Reading and Finding Influences

If you don't know, I've been reading the Sword Art Online series as in everything. Every light novel, every manga, played every video game, watched every episode, and I'll watch the movie when it comes out on DVD. This is a hate love relationship with the series and because of it, I made Trapped Body and Soul in a Video Game which became my highest selling book. I'll probably read the summaries of the books on the wiki since going through the books are so painful.
I've also been reading the New testament of the Bible and sometimes the Old testament (as Jordan Peterson goes through it) and I've made Scraping By and two Society's Monsters stories with one of them hitting the number one best seller list on Amazon for a short while. I also have another book coming out called Best Intentions, Worst Results which is story inspired by Bloodborne and criticizes people on both the religion and science side of things. I also have Christian themes and morals all throughout my books since I believe they are correct and good.
I just thought it would be interesting to talk a bit about my influences and how bad stories and good ones can help you create stories. Please comment and leave your thoughts as I would appreciate what your thoughts are about this.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

All 60 winners of the Cursed Tales of Fright giveaway

* = sorry this took so long. I just got all the names (as given) today.

Congratulations to;

  • Tess M. Kuckleburg
  • willie brooks
  • Rebecca Rosandich
  • Ramona Hupcey
  • jody holbrook
  • Joe Kulesza
  • Michelle
  • Hali Kennedy
  • Sherry
  • Kimberly Bryan
  • Brian S Yerington
  • lisa hootman
  • christina smith
  • gordon hayes
  • John W Covington
  • Grace Gilda Wilson
  • kimberly mclaughlin
  • Richard A Lindgren
  • kayla willis
  • DANIEL P MAHONEY, JR
  • Bobby-Jo
  • Angela Bryant
  • Josie
  • Diane Jeter
  • Deborah Clark
  • joyce stewart
  • nancy j burgess
  • Jennifer Lowe
  • Michelle Mead
  • Stephanie Gregory

  • Deborah W Bannister
  • Tim Lehman
  • tracey
  • Beckie
  • chris naugle
  • Marissa Arenas
  • Harold J Beane
  • jerilynn rodriguez
  • Sue Horvath
  • Willow Sorna
  • No Name is Given
  • Heather
  • Matthew Tann
  • Amy McDaniels
  • Martha Kester
  • Janet shook
  • Ruth Clifton
  • Wendy L Hines
  • Laura
  • Donna
  • samantha thomas
  • Carrie ann capehart
  • Danielle Pelto
  • Erin Marie Foard
  • Judy Inscho
  • Diane
  • Marsharhinesmith
  • Elizabeth Palazzo
  • Stacie Wilson
  • Kim Jacobson

Thank you all for participating in the giveaway!

Monday, July 10, 2017

New Acting out Characters episode


Today's episode is Nick the killer from Choice and Consequence of Redemption. Hope you enjoy!

Saturday, July 8, 2017

Thoughts on gay pride and the start of sjw "but muh feelings"

So this is just some theories and thoughts I have on the topic. My first hardest thought that most will disagree with is that I don't think that gay/lesbian feelings don't actually exist (meaning that you can't feel feelings of sexual attraction or lust for the same sex in other words). This sounds crazy in the modern day, but let me say these few theories that I have based on what I've heard so take them with a grain of salt.

1. Gay feelings started from being raped by the same sex

- This is based on a friend of mine bringing this up when they said people in this situation think that what they felt while being raped is actual love. I think Milo Yiannopoulos said something about this so it could be a factor in someone thinking if they're straight or gay. Side note my friend told me of a Swedish survey of gay people that had the overwhelming number of them saying that they were raped or molested. This survey was never officially released because of it's conclusions. I haven't found it and don't know where to look for it, but it's possible that the now SJW country is keeping it under wraps or just deleted it.

2. Gay feelings started from rejection or hatred of the opposite sex

- People could feel more attracted to the same sex because they keep getting rejected or just hate the opposite sex. This gives the impression to the person that a particular sex acts only a certain set of negative ways while the other has mostly positive especially if they keep hanging out with same sex friends.

3. Misreading your own feelings

- Feelings for a best friend and feelings for a lover are two separate, but similar feelings. People who are straight will usually say that they love their same sex friends as brothers, sisters, or family. This goes back to the second idea where you just haven't met the right person from the opposite sex.

4. Gay feelings started from pressure from others

- With being gay being popular these days, it's plausible that people become gay because it's the cool thing to be. Another reason is that you could say you feel a particular way about someone of the same sex and others might say you are gay. People might reject this at first, but peer pressure could drive them to be gay.

These are just a few ideas I had and I could totally be wrong about them, but the more and more gay people I hear about fitting into these ideas, the more and more I don't believe being gay is real.
Now, the start of sjw "muh feelings" arguement might've started with gay rights because being gay is based on feelings rather than facts. They also got a law allowing gay marriage again, based on their feelings and gay pride is one of the main pushing points of the far left, SJW agenda.
I just felt like this needed to be said and heard by a few people since it's been on my mind and nobody (I've heard of) has ever brought it up.

Info on my books

This is what I've seen from my book publishing;
A normal no name book that I release sells 3 - 5 copies maybe more if I'm lucky.
A book in my series (Choice and Consequence or Society's Monsters) sells 10 - 15 (around 15 - 20 for C&C).
A free book gets 30+ people to read it.
A book that takes obvious inspiration from a popular series (Trapped Body and Soul in a Video Game being the prime example) sells over 40+ copies with the free unedited version having over 80 views on my blog here (not counting the 25+ people who read the chapters as they came out for free).
Amazon eBook giveaways increase the sales a bit for all kinds of books.

Just thought I'd throw this out there for those who were wondering how a no name self-publishing writer like me sells to people.

Choice and Consequence (Artist)

I don't think I posted this as a normal blog post so check out the first story of Choice and Consequence The Side Stories. I'll have Mistera up as a complete free eBook later.

Your parents tell you not to be artists for a reason. You must first ask yourself if you would want to buy drawings for a high price. Some people do for decorations for their house though others just hang up pictures of their family and moments in their life. There are few people that buy paintings and pictures regularly and even fewer that keep collections. This is why there are very few professional artists as why would you even think of buying a picture from a newbie? Sure it may look nice but you can’t do much with it. Drawings are less appealing to buy than something like a book, a movie, a video game, or even tickets to see a play. New artists will have to have a day job that keeps them going as they make art when they have time that may or may not pay off.
Alexander is a man who tries to draw as much as possible while he works as a simple teacher in a small rural community with nearby farms and hills. He teaches others how to draw art and gets paid enough to live in his small house and live equally as small. Though such a small life can give comfort to people due to its simplicity, others may not get the same experience and become warped.
On a spring afternoon as Alexander is about to leave to go home and draw, a student of his approaches him and says, “Excuse me! Can I ask you something before you go?”
“Of course. What is it Audrey?”
“I’m going to have to turn in an assignment late because of some important issues I must get done as soon as possible.”
“What’s so important?”
“It’s personal.”
“I understand. I won’t count it as late as long as you don’t turn it in too late.”
“Thank you so much!”
“It’s no problem. Just come to me for help if you need help with your “issues” if need be.”
“I will.”
With his business with her done, Alexander goes home, picks up a pencil, eraser, and drawing paper and envisions a place, a moment in time that he wants to capture in paper. He closes his eyes to completely picture it and when he opens his eyes, he is in the place. A rusty old place that he feels a familiarity for. Questioning why he is here, he walks around it. Scratching noises are heard throughout the space then suddenly objects are placed in an area by an unseen creator. There are shelves, tables, and chairs that match the color of the area. Several draft drawings are scattered throughout with pictures of tortured souls in an uncomfortable space and places with objects like houses, plants, and glass cups that are drawn in a way that make them look alive somehow. They excrete an odor that starts to suffocate him. He tries to find a way out but can’t find a way. As he loses conscientiousness, he sees a woman with no facial features trapped in a painting, trying to claw her way out.
Alexander wakes up and sees that he’s finished another drawing. This one looks like the nightmare he just experienced though the woman trapped in a painting isn’t in it. He looks above on the wall and sees the painting of the trapped woman with her twitching in a spastic manner, which wakes him up again. He rubs his eyes and looks back to see the painting of someone special to him.
“Man I need to get some rest,” he says aloud to himself.
He gets a few hours of sleep before going to school later. Once there, he overhears that Audrey has gone missing. Her parents, the town’s police, and other townsfolk gather at the school to talk about this.
Her mother sees Alexander and asks him, “Have you seen Audrey?”
“She’s gone missing and any information you have will be useful,” a police officer says.
“I saw her last night. She told me that she would be turning in an assignment late because she had important issues to attend to. She didn’t tell you?”
“No, she didn’t even come home last night,” her father says.
“Well I don’t know anything else. I’m sorry.”
“You have to know something else, you were the last one to see her!” her mother says.
“Now calm down mam this is all Alexander knows and he’s trustworthy. We’ll check the school’s security cameras later to see where Audrey could’ve gone.”
“What about the town’s traffic cameras?” Alexander asks.
“There are very few in the town and we’re slowly getting more since our town is so small.”
The police and mayor get the town to calm down and reassure them that they’ll find where Audrey is and that they shouldn’t be too worried about her since the town is known to be peaceful with few violent incidents. Everybody goes back to their normal activities including Alexander who teaches his class like normal, but with a bit more nervousness due to the news of Audrey’s disappearance. His students notice this and worry for him as well as their fellow student. Alexander had an immense loss in the not so distant past and losing another girl worries him immensely.
After class, an officer goes to Alexander’s office in school and tells him that, “We found on the security cameras that she followed you after you left school.”
“She did? I didn’t notice.”
“You didn’t? You must know by heart each car everyone uses here since there are so few.”
“I’m sorry, but I guess I wasn’t paying attention. So where did she go after she followed me?”
“Don’t know. The cameras in town only recorded her following you and never straying away. Did she stop by your house by any chance?”
“No.”
“Alright. We’ll investigate where she could’ve gone from the last point she followed you and search her room to see if she left something that could lead us to where she could’ve went.”
“Ok. I hope you can find her officer.”
“Me too.”
Another day of work passes and Alexander goes home a bit earlier to draw to calm himself. He turns on some music, gets some pencils, eraser and a piece of paper and begins to imagine something to make. A simple plain forest. Now of course making a simple plain forest good to look at is something easier said than done especially if you want to make it as realistic as possible so he uses different techniques his teacher and best friend taught him. She taught him that you can make your mistakes help the drawing and even make them the best parts of it. Erasing can be used as a tool to draw details in and being confident while drawing is better than being tense and constrictive. After finishing the drawing, Alexander steps back from it to see what to fix and add, but when he does, he steps into the forest he made. It’s black, grey, and white because of the pencils he used. A strong wind blows through the leaves and gives Alexander a chill. He touches the trees and grass which feel like the rough paper he used but this is when they start shaking and screaming. Their screams slowly rise in pitch while their leaves fall to the ground and their sap bleeds from their bark. Frightened by this, Alexander runs away through the rapidly decaying forest and into the arms of the trapped woman which wakes him up.
The drawing is now redrawn into the decayed forest with a wandering woman in the distance. He sets the drawing aside, sighs, and wishes he could be in the arms of that familiar woman who loved him. He wishes he could have someone like that in his life. Despite spending hours on the drawing and daydreaming, he still has time to get at least four hours of sleep. After which, he does his daily routine and goes to work. At work, he sees the officer from before and questions him about Audrey’s disappearance.
He says, “We haven’t found anything new.”
“Oh, that’s disappointing.”
“By any chance, did you call Audrey while you were driving to follow you or something?”
“No. Again, I didn’t know she was following me before and what would I tell her to?”
“Just wondering. I’m just making up theories and scenarios to make sense of her disappearance. You’re the last one who she was with so you’re the only one we can question.”
“But you know I’m a trustworthy person. I would never do anything harmful to anyone.”
“Of course of course. Don’t take any questions I have for you too seriously. I’m just making stuff up in my head.”
“Well you better keep your head straight for the job. I’d like to know if you find her or not.”
“As does everyone else in town. I’ll do the best I can.”
Alexander is still worried about Audrey’s disappearance which shows to his students who feel the same as him. They try to comfort him as much as they can but there’s a problem with him that’s deeper than this. He appreciates their efforts with a welcoming smile and even pushes the due dates for some of his assignments further as a reward though the grading for them still remains strict. After school, he returns home feeling a bit better and ready for another drawing for his personal collection.
This time he thinks of the far away city he’s only seen in person a few times. The rest of the images come from pictures on the internet. He draws the buildings and skyscrapers in charcoal to capture the shadows they cast and the greyness of their structures. Despite being somewhat simple, this drawing takes him a while so when he’s done he exhales and makes himself dinner in the kitchen. When he finishes, he walks out of the kitchen and now he’s in the city he drew. He watches shadows of busy city people walk to places they need to be and the passing of endless cars in the streets. This place makes him feel so alone despite the high number of people in a single area. There’s no one who knows him here, no one who cares, no one who would think to care for this lost man. There was only one person who cared for him especially and she’s gone. She’s been gone for a while and it pains Alexander every day. There she is in the city, wandering the streets like he is though she seems to be entranced by it. She acts like she’s in a magical forest, spinning, smiling, and laughing like a child. This is to be expected from someone from the same town as Alexander and who can see beauty in all places like she has the eyes of God. Alexander could never really see things like she does so she needed to help him, she needs to help him now. He chases after her and she runs away. She giggles and laughs as if they were playing a game of tag. He is lead to a subway system which turns into a dark basement. A dark basement that lights up into a room made of skin and females with featureless faces stuck in the walls trying to get out. This wakes up Alexander again who wishes to purge these nightmares from his mind.
He checks his basement just to see if the dream was telling himself and can’t find anything out of the ordinary though he can’t help but always stare back at the humanlike female mannequins he keeps down there for sculpture drawings. Again, he does what he always does and goes to work. At the school, he meets Audrey’s mother who continuously bothers him about her daughter’s disappearance. He tells her what he told her before and she still insists for more. Audrey’s father takes his wife away to calm her down and apologizes for her actions.
“I’m sorry Alexander,” the officer from before says to Alexander, “The town isn’t used to things like this happening so please forgive them for jumping on you. You’re the only one they feel they can place any blame on.”
“Why’s that? I didn’t do anything.”
“Because you didn’t ask Audrey where she’s going or tell us why she was following you.”
“I told you, I don’t know that she was following me at all.”
“Ok, I get that. I’m just under as much pressure as you. The mayor of the town is also feeling it for not getting those other traffic cameras up in time for a situation like this. I’ll try to keep them off your back as much as I can while I talk to the neighboring departments to find Audrey.”
“Thank you so much.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Alexander feels even more under pressure today and yet again his students try to help him though some feel as if he’s holding something back, something that might relate to Audrey’s disappearance, however, they don’t press this on him. He leaves work the same way he did yesterday and feels the need to finish his perfect drawing. A drawing of the woman he loved.
He brings up a picture of a featureless woman and a special female mannequin who he forces upstairs. The mannequin fidgets and even makes creepy crying noises.
“Now stay still,” he says to it, “I need to make you perfect.”
He paints the picture while the world around him slowly decays into the world he used to know before he met her. She is who he thinks about all the time. She is who he thinks about when he sees his students. She is who he thinks about when he sees other women. She is who will be captured in all her perfection in this painting. She is also the featureless figure fighting his marks to give her back her amazing features. He sweats because of all the effort and emotions he puts into the work. The mannequin contorts and screams out in pain and sorrow though it cannot move from its place. He keeps the picture of her in his mind and capture the figure of the mannequin which gets sucked into the painting. It can’t fit into it so its limbs and body is broken until it is. All he needs to do to capture her, is to take one of his numerous photos of her and put them into the painting. Some of them show the pain and suffering she went through before she died. He can feel the same pain when he touches the photos and can even see her call out for help and his hands. He puts those away for happier pictures and captures all the details of her as he can and finally, he’s done. The picture is somewhat imperfect, but that’s how she taught him to draw.
He takes all the drawings he’s made so far and puts them in the car for later today to put in his studio which he transformed into his art exhibit for her. He goes to work and sees a few people outside it who accuse him of several things.
They say, “He kidnapped Audrey!”
“He told her on his phone to follow him so he could trap her in his basement or studio!”
“He’s acted strangely to his students after his wife died!”
“He’s a creep!”
“He’s always been a creepy loner until she entered his life so now he’s gone back to his old ways.”
Shocked and scared by this all, Alexander says in a quiet voice, “What are you all talking about? I would never do that!”
The crowd continues to yell at him until the officer from before drives in with someone they didn’t expect. Audrey is with him and explains to everyone where she was.
She says that, “I left the town for a surprise for everyone. I talked to a few people in the nearby city to spread the word about our wonderful town and bring more jobs and business here. It took me a while to get back because of the traffic and the amount of people I had to talk to and times I had to meet them.”
The town is in surprise, but thankful of Audrey’s commitment to the town and safety most of all. Alexander is freed of all guilt and is given apologizes by the many that accused him. He forgives them easily and the town throws a day long party for Audrey. With that pain out of the way, Alexander leaves the party late after helping to clean up and heads to his studio to drop off his drawings.
When Alexander was a child, he was alone in the town and would escape it to feel complete in his loneliness. This is when his wife, Rosalinda, approached him and took away his loneliness and showed him the beauty of the world. Alexander questioned her on how beautiful it is when such horrible things happen outside the town. Rosalinda said that these mistakes are what enhance the beauty of the world. She showed this in her drawings which she couldn’t do well, but she used her tendency to make mistakes to her advantage to the point where people mistook the mistakes for the best parts of the drawings. These two lived happily together until she unfortunately passed away early.
Her last words to Alexander were, “Out of all the beautiful works of art I made, you are the best one. Your mistakes and shortcomings give you great challenges that you overcame to make you into the great person that you are today, the greatest piece of art I could ever make with your help.”
After she died, Alexander dedicated his life to making artists like his wonderful wife. To honor her memory, he dedicated their studio to her with pictures of the beautiful world she saw surrounding her ashes. Everything that was beautiful, everything that was good, and now the mistakes that make the best parts stand out. He sets the painting of her on the floor next to her ashes.
He lays next to it and says, “You gave me eyes to see a beautiful world and now I give you the world you saw.”

Friday, July 7, 2017

New giveaway!

https://giveaway.amazon.com/p/3f77321d30d54aad
https://giveaway.amazon.com/p/a875ebdb823f9fc5

This giveaway is for the book Society's Monsters Reborn with 30 ebook copies up for grabs. Don't forget that I'm still running a free ebook sale on Smashwords as well until the end of July.

https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/Gimjuie

Side note - I'm still waiting for the names of everyone who won the Cursed Tales of Fright giveaway so I'll post those names when I get them all.

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Mistera (Free short story)

* = events happening
 Notice - This is a story written in its original video game format.

*Mistera wakes up in her house, but it’s different from what it usually is. It’s rusty and blood is soaked into its walls, floors, and ceiling though she either doesn’t seem to see this or notice any of it. Even as she ready for the day, she doesn’t seem to take note of the decapitated bodies in her closet. She opens the door and sees her partner waiting for her. He’s middle age like Mistera with brown hair and blue eyes. He wears a brown military jacket and black military pants and boots*
Henry – Mistera, you ready?
Mistera – I always am.
*Mistera smiles then the two get in Henry’s car and they drive off to their target for the day*

Chapter 1 – Mistera Innocenta
Mistera – What’s the target for today Henry?
Henry – A small no name gang is causing trouble in town and our job is take care of them.
Mistera – Another one of these gangs? We keep getting rid of them but they keep popping up.
Henry – It’s annoying I know but we have to take care of them.
Mistera – Arrest or elimination?
Henry – What you’re best at.
Mistera – Any secondary objectives?
Henry – Several people have been abducted and are being used as human punching bags for their stress relief.
Mistera – So this gang is one of the rare sick fuck ones eh? I’ll enjoy this one now knowing that detail.
Henry – Don’t underestimate them though.
Mistera – I won’t. You know me.
*They arrive at their destination and Mistera gets out of the car*
Henry – I know but I like reminding you so you don’t get yourself killed.
Mistera – You’re so sweet Henry. I’ll keep you updated about what’s happening.
Henry – All right.
*Henry drives away and leaves Mistera to her duty. For this mission, she is dressed in casual jeans, a white blouse, and combat boots. Her equipment consists of; two knives that were pasted down from her family, a silenced 9mm pistol, and a communication earpiece to keep in touch with Henry. She employs stealth as her main tactic to dispose of her targets. She’ll use vents, the shadows, hiding, climbing under and over objects to her advantage. A tactic few employ that she does, is the tactic of injuring lonesome targets so their friends will go to them so Mistera can get rid of them all at once. On occasion, she’ll use other weapons she finds like fire axes, shards of glass, crowbars, or whatever could kill someone if used correctly. All of her usual tricks work for this group, as it does for many others. Eventually she finds the people that were abducted.  Flashes of their torture and death play out in her mind before she informs Henry of them*
Mistera – I found the people that were abducted. They’re dead.
Henry – Damn it.
Mistera – The good news is that everyone who did this to them are dead.
Henry – That’s good but still. I’ll be over there in a second.
*Henry drives Mistera back home after the job is done*
Henry – Hey don’t feel bad about what happened today.
Mistera – I’m not. It happens every now and then and there’s nothing we can do about it.
Henry – I know this job makes you think that way but you have to strive to always think more positively.
*He drops her off at her house*
Mistera – Sure.
Henry – That’s how I think anyways. I’ll see you tomorrow like always.
Mistera – Good night.

Chapter 2 – Mistera Sanodimenta
*Henry knocks at Mistera’s door earlier than expected*
Mistera – Hey, you’re here earlier than expected.
Henry – Yeah, I couldn’t sleep last night. You make anything for breakfast?
Mistera – No and I’m not going to make it for you. You have to make it yourself lazy!
Henry – Haha. Ok, I’ll make some French toast then.
Mistera – I think I left some of the ingredients downstairs. I’ll get them. Make yourself comfortable.
*When Mistera goes downstairs, she hears the screams of people in the walls. Flashes of tortured people enter her head though she doesn’t get bothered by them. Henry also seems to have noticed the noises, but doesn’t say anything until Mistera comes back upstairs*
Henry – Did you hear something?
Mistera – It’s the neighbors. They can be really loud in the morning.
Henry – Oh. Well let’s get cooking. I’m starving.
*Henry starts to make breakfast while Mistera sets the table*
Mistera – What’s today’s target?
Henry – A group of revolutionaries are starting trouble around the docks. You already know what to do.
Mistera – Got it. So is breakfast ready yet?
Henry – Hold on, I’m not your damn housewife.
Mistera – Hahaha.
Henry – Besides there’s no rush. We’ll go there later in the afternoon.
Mistera – So what’s the point in being here so early?
Henry – Free food and company? You get paid more than I do anyways and I don’t feel like having takeout every other day.
Mistera – You say that every time you do this.
Henry – And you accept it.
Mistera – And I’ll accept it again…but you have to help me clean my house.
Henry – Damn it.
*Henry drives Mistera to the target location*
Henry – Good luck.
Mistera – Thanks.
*Mistera makes it to the docks and sees a few of the revolutionaries being killed by an unknown person who is wearing all black. They finish off two of the target by drowning them in the river before silently running away*
Mistera – Someone is here taking my job. They just ran off though.
*Police sirens are heard in the distance which alerts several of the revolutionaries*
Mistera – Damn it. I didn’t want backup!
Henry – I didn’t call for them! I’ll tell them to back off for now but stay around the area for that person you saw.
Mistera – Alright.
*The docks are filled with supply crates and various other boxes, which gives Mistera a lot of cover and the opportunity to use traps. She has her usual loadout and attire for this mission, but what she finds lying around is good enough for the job. After killing everyone, she catches the mysterious individual killing the police in the distance and chases after them. The chase ends in a nearby forest where Mistera loses sight of the person as if they disappeared without a trace*
Mistera – Shit Henry! I saw that person from before killing the nearby officers and lost them in the forest.
Henry – Fucking hell, I told them to be careful. It’s not your fault that happened. I’ll be there in a second to pick you up. I have to make a call to the police chief first.
Mistera – Right.

Chapter 3 – Mistera Angela
*Mistera dreams of someone strangling another to death and sadistically torturing another. She then wakes up to her phone ringing*
Mistera – What is it Henry?
Henry – Did I wake you up?
Mistera – Yeah, you kinda did.
Henry – Povera Mistera.
Mistera – Did you call for something important or just to bother me?
Henry – I hit a bit of traffic so I’m going to be late.
Mistera – Take your time…and Henry.
Henry – Yeah?
Mistera – Pick me up breakfast while you’re out.
Henry – Haha, ok. Fine.
*While Mistera goes through her usual routine, her house appears to have several oddities like from before with blood in certain places, screaming only heard in the basement, and squirming trash bags in the back. Nevertheless, Mistera is picked up by Henry*
Mistera – Where’s my breakfast?
Henry – We’re going to a nice restaurant for breakfast.
Mistera – Really? What about today’s mission?
Henry – It’s a few abandoned houses and we can’t exactly do this kind of job in the light.
Mistera – Sounds reasonable. So what restaurant are you taking me to?
Henry – One that has the best breakfast in the city.
Mistera – I’m holding you to that.
Henry – You won’t be disappointed.
*Henry drives Mistera to the restaurant and they get seats that he reserved ahead of time*
Henry – So tell me. Why do you always wear white? That’s always bothered me considering your job and skills.
Mistera – I like the color.
Henry – But doesn’t it stain easily and the stains that you get never come out.
Mistera – The material I’m wearing let’s that get washed out pretty quickly.
*The waiter gives the two their food*
Henry – Thank you.
Mistera – I didn’t even get a chance to order.
Henry – Don’t worry, I got the best stuff on the menu for us.
*Mistera sees the meat as human meat before putting it in her mouth*
Henry – Good?
Mistera – Yeah! *she says with a full mouth*
Henry – Haha.
*Henry begins to eat as well*
Henry – So how did you get this job anyways?
Mistera – Why do you want to know?
Henry – Because you’ve only now started opening up to me in the past few weeks out of the months we’ve been working together.
Mistera – Ok.
*A flash of murder scenes occurs in her mind*
Mistera – The top officers in the military took note of my skills and accomplishments and gave me this special job. Your turn now.
Henry – Three words. Awesome driving skills. I was able to drive a truckload of civilians out of a war infested country without any causalities several times.
Mistera – Impressive.
Henry – I know right? I got a bunch of medals and honor from my superiors.
*The two pass time together until night time. Henry is now driving Mistera to the target location*
Henry – We had a great time together didn’t we?
Mistera – Yeah just don’t expect any special favors though.
Henry – Damn! Haha, no I’m just kidding.
Mistera – What? Don’t think I’m worth it?
Henry – No…well maybe. You never know what someone with “special skills” like you could do with me.
Mistera – I could do a lot of things you might like.
Henry – Haha really? We’ll have to save that for another time.
*Henry drops her off*
Henry – You got the addresses, right?
Mistera – Yes mother.
Henry – Just checking.
*As Mistera goes through the houses, she gets glimpses of someone abducting and killing people in nearby houses. She also hears screams for help and for the attack to stop. When Mistera checks out the buildings she only finds stragglers who are picking over what’s in the house. She disposes of them and finds signs of struggle and bloody letters that quickly detail what happened. This is true for most of the houses she goes over, but doesn’t find anything interesting*
Mistera – I’m done here.
Henry – Good because I just picked us up dinner.
Mistera – Breakfast then dinner? You’re feeling generous today, aren’t you?
Henry – I guess so. Or maybe I’m trying to get that special favor. Whatever the case is, I hope you like it.
*As Mistera and Henry leave, the block of houses Mistera were at catch on fire with several bodies burning in them. Later in the night after dinner at Mistera’s house…*
Mistera – That was a great dinner. Thank you.
Henry – No problem. We should do this more often.
Mistera – We should. Maybe tomorrow after work?
Henry – About that, we actually don’t have any work tomorrow. Awesome eh?
Mistera – Very. So do you just want to go somewhere in the city tomorrow. Somewhere nice and quiet?
Henry – I’d love to. I’ll see you then.
*After Henry leaves Mistera’s house, she takes a shower, then remembers to water the flowers in her backyard. She hasn’t done it in a while and doesn’t mind since it isn’t too late, but when she gets outside, she is attacked by an injured man who she quickly kills by bashing his head against the wall*
Mistera – I can never get that much of a break, can I?

Chapter 4 – Mistera Nasconda Segreta
*In the morning, Mistera finds trails of blood in her house and hears whimpering in the basement. She then sees someone in the backyard looking at her who quickly runs away. Mistera quickly grabs her knives and calls Henry*
Mistera – I just caught someone stalking me from my backyard. They might be the same person from the docks.
Henry – Alright. Keep me updated.
*Mistera goes into the alleyway to chases the person until she comes to a secret door at the end of it. She discovers an underground storeroom of sorts with puzzles and riddles to unlock different sections of the lair. There are various rooms filled with weapons, military and political intel, and the dismembered bodies of several important people who have gone missing while visiting or living in the city*
Mistera – Get some people down where I am.
Henry – Activating your homing beacon now. What do you find?
Mistera – Tons of missing people, weapons, and classified information.
Henry – We definitely have someone interesting here. I’ll call some investigators to check out the area. I’ll come and pick you up at the nearest location.
*Mistera finds an exit to the building and comes out to where Henry is. Unfortunately, she didn’t change before chasing the person so she’s still in her nightgown*
Henry – Didn’t expect to see you like this today.
*She walks towards him but a guy steps in front of her*
Man – Ciao bella.
*Mistera knocks the man down and walks over him*
Henry – Damn.
*She gets in the car*
Mistera – Oh shut up.
Henry – Do you still want to stick the plans we had today? After you get changed of course.
Mistera – After this exciting start to my day, yes.
Henry – There’s also fireworks by the waterfront today. Want to see those later tonight?
Mistera – I’ve never seen fireworks.
Henry – Really? You’re the only person I’ve ever heard say that.
Mistera – Let’s go see them then.
Henry – Alright.
*Later that night, Henry and Mistera make it in time to see the fireworks go off. Mistera is in utter wonder at the sight of fireworks she’s never seen before. She looks around at the other people enjoy the sight and each other’s company, something that she’s not accustom to at all*
Henry – Cool, ain’t it?
Mistera – Yeah…
Henry – You’ve never actually seen fireworks, have you?
Mistera – I’m always too busy.
*Henry holds her from behind*
Mistera – You’re trying to be romantic, aren’t you?
Henry – Maybe.
*Henry and Mistera both laugh and enjoy their little moment together before Henry gets a call about the storeroom Mistera was at earlier and the two get in Henry’s car to go to it*
Henry – What a shitty way ruin the mood.
Mistera – It’s fine. I had a good time. Thanks for taking me out.
Henry – No problem. I’ll make up for the time we lost tonight.
Mistera – I’d like that.
*When the two get there, the building and the surrounding area is on fire*
Henry – What in hell happened here?
Policeman – The buildings exploded around the time the fireworks went off. It was probably used as a diversion while everything went up in smoke.
Henry – Damn it!
Mistera – I should’ve checked the building more thoroughly.
Policeman – You shouldn’t worry about it too much because before the explosion went off, we found the hideout of our culprit. They’re not too far away from the city.
Henry – Let’s get that bastard then.
Mistera – Fuck yes.

Chapter 5 – Mistera Non Si Trova
*Henry, Mistera, and a small SWAT team with backup on standby go to the culprit’s hideout and surround it*
Henry – The moment of truth.
Policeman*with mic – Come out with you hands up and surrender peacefully or we will be forced to use other means.
*After waiting and repeating their orders, the cop cars suddenly explode, killing everyone except for Mistera and Henry who are knocked out. Mistera wakes up first*
Mistera – That went as plan I guess eh Henry?
*Henry is still out. Mistera checks his vitals and he appears to be ok*
Mistera – Just lay here. I’ll be back.
*Mistera goes into the building and walks up to the third floor. There she finds the culprit who is ready for her. She runs at her with both knife and both collide. The mirror cracks*
Mistera – It’s time to finish my real job.
*Through her cameras she sees that backup has arrived and entered the building. An ambulance has also appeared and taken Henry away*
Mistera – Always good a time as any for practice.
*With her preset traps and equipment, she quickly gets rid of the backup with ease. She then takes her equipment, explosives, and various other clothes and puts them in the trunk of a car. After that, she burns down the house and drives away to her house. There are various other pieces of intel, orders, and items she takes before leaving and blowing up her own house, which destroys the neighboring houses. Wondering which hospital Henry’s at, she goes to the most likely one he’s at and asks for him there. She is told that he is at a different hospital then asks for a couple different people who are said to be here. The desk attendant confirms this and Mistera thanks them and walks off. She sneaks down to the power room and shuts it down. After which, she plants combustible gas in the vents various explosives throughout the hospital. Mistera quickly leaves and when she sees the power comes back on, she activates the explosives and blows up the hospital*

Chapter 6 – Mistera Ta Da Una Morte Lenta
*Mistera goes to the hospital Henry is supposed to be at and goes to his room*
Nurse – You have a visitor.
Henry – Really? Who is it?
Mistera – Hey there.
Henry – Oh my God, I’m I glad to see you! Where have you been?
Mistera – I’ve been chasing after our little terrorist. It shouldn’t be long before I catch him.
Henry – Good because we get a big reward if we get the guy dead or alive, but preferably dead if you ask me.
Mistera – Sounds great, but you should worry about resting. I can get this guy by myself.
Henry – I know, but I would love to see the face of the guy who got me here and blew up a hospital.
Mistera – I could chop it off and bring it to you.
Henry – Haha! Nah, it’s fine.
Mistera – Whatever you say. I offered.
Henry – You shouldn’t let me keep you from dealing justice. Go get him.
Mistera – Roger that general.
*The two share a laugh before Mistera leaves to go to her small home town. With various disguises, devices, weapons, “unknown” backup, and gear she destroys evidence of her existence there, everyone there, and the town itself leaving it in bloody ruin*

Chapter 7 – Mistera Mortala
*Her real final target is government building with her backup aiding her and refilling her supplies. The building itself is heavily guarded with several levels locked down with the unlocks for it on different levels. This is little to no trouble for Mistera and her group as they were the original designers and financers of this organization. On the top floor, she meets her last target*
Director – Mistera…and crew. What was this whole deal about if you were just going to destroy us?
Mistera – You read it in the deal and you broke it by trying to stop us.
Director – Yes, well I didn’t know it included killing over half a city’s worth of people! You can’t just “dispose” of people who disagree with you!
Mistera – It’s kept the peace for years, lead to scientific advances, and less conflict. Don’t fix what isn’t broken right?
Director – What about Henry? Why didn’t you get rid of him?
Mistera – He’s just a part of our plans whether he knows it or not.
Director – Is that all he is to you?
Mistera – No-Not really, but that doesn’t matter.
*Mistera and her crew shoot the director then level the building after escaping it via helicopters. A few days pass and Henry is out of the hospital. The two are now reassigned and are driving to their next job location*
Henry – I’m still surprised the culprit behind it all was the guy who gave us our paychecks.
Mistera – You never know people sometimes.
Henry – Well at least we’re going to the big apple New York City! It’s one of the biggest and most populated cities in the world I hear.
Mistera – This should be exciting.
Henry – They also have really good restaurants, places to hang out, and tourist attractions. I’ll take you to a club as soon as we get there.
Mistera – You know I’m better than you at dancing.
Henry – Abnormally good for someone who specializes in killing.
Mistera – Dancing with blades is not so different than dancing with people.
Henry – Well you’ll have to show me.

Mistera – Gladly.

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Free eBooks still available

There are still free eBooks available on my Smashwords profile HERE so check it out if you're interested. There's about 9 books and oddly enough, the story They Don't Know is the most popular one so far. I guess a xenomorph bear with a top hat is pretty appealing.

Saturday, July 1, 2017