Pavlina-Kasp

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July 17
Czech Republic
Deviant for 11 years
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Prague, animals and Retro lover :)

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Mobis-New-Nest

Dec 29, 2013

The web is changing, I can see it in the pages, and I can read it in the words. Much that once was is now lost for none who 'Thanks For The Fave' now remember it. It began with the forming of the pages. Three were given the writers, wisest in words and all that was literature. Seven to the masons who master in all architects, nine to the mortal painters who were elite in strokes of detail and all that was color in life. But they were all deceived for there was another page made. In the land of Windows deep in heart of Mount Java Script, the dark evil, smelly lord known as I.R. Baboon created in secreted a page that would control all the others. In this page he poured his Greed, Cruelty, Criticism and Censorship on all life. One Page To Govern Them All. One by one the free pages of Cyberspace fell to the power of The Page but there were some that resisted. A last alliance of Writers and Painters marched against the armies of Windows and there on the slopes Mount Java Script they fought for the freedom of Cyberspace. Victory was near but the power of The Page could not be undone. I.R decimated the armies of Writers and Painters with only one blow. In a desperate effort King Sotira charged The Dark I. R. Baboon but his efforts were in vane as I.R. with one blow crushed the King's body. King Sotira bleeding from the mouth felt is life fading and it was in this moment while I.R. watched with great pleasure as King Sotira life slip away that Prince Angelo son of King Sotira cried out in anguish and took up his father’s brush but I.R had crushed the bristles along with half the brush. I.R. reached out to attempt to grab the prince but Prince Angelo took what was left of the brush and its sharp splintery end and jabbed it in the wrist of the I.R. and pulled with all his might that it ripped his hand and The Page along with it. I.R let out a shriek of pain and soon his body shrivel and shrank until all that was left was his morbid crown over a pile of ash. The Dark Lord I.R Baboon was defeated. Prince Angelo reached for The Page that was half buried in the ashes of the once Dark Lord. Upon grabbing it he could hear voices in his head. Voices pleading for him to take The Page for himself. He ignored the voices and made his way into the heart of Mount Java Script. As he stood on the cliff and looked down into the dark abyss where this evil weapon had been made from; the voices became louder in his head. Soon The Page had shown him visions of colors so beautiful that no being could fathom to ever look away. The Prince smiled as voices coming from The Page had made promise that these colors would be his and all his paintings would be the greatest in all the lands of Cyberspace. The Prince took a step back from the cliff and cupped The Page in his hands then clutched it closely to his heart while whispering ‘The Page is mine’

Mobis-New-Nest

Dec 1, 2013

After finishing the dishes and drying your hand you hear the doorbell ring. You go and answer it. Instead of someone standing at the door you a large box with a rectangular slit on the front lay before you. As you attempt to pick the box you are suddenly stopped by the ringing of your cell phone. You answer it “Hello?” “Is anyone watching you?” says a voice on the other side “Who is this?” you ask “Just tell me if anyone is watching you” you looking around to see anyone or anything out of place but you don’t notice anything “There’s nobody” upon saying that the box in front of you moves and up comes someone from inside the box. You’re startled and stagger back; falling on your butt. You look up to see a man dressed in a grey army camouflage outfit. His utility belt had a navy socom fire arm at his side. He had a bandana with laces in the back that fluttered in the gentle breeze. You notice and emblem on his right arm that shows an eccentrically designed fox insignia that has a lightening design for feet. The emblem reads ‘Fox’ on the top portion of it then ‘Hound’ on the bottom portion. The soldier takes a cigarette and lighter from his side and lit it and began smoking in front of you then he proceeded to ask you a question “Are you familiar with Mobis-New-Nest?” “Yes” “So you faved piece huh?” “Yes” “Alright lets go, you’re not safe here” “What? Who are you?” “Just call me Snake and right now we need to move before those ninja monkeys get here” “Ninja monkeys? I don’t get it” “I’ll explain later but right now I need to thank you for faving a piece at Mobis-New-Nest and get you back to base” said Snake but you and him are suddenly interrupted by the sound of thundering helicopter that lands a few meters from your home. Then a pants-less baboon in bandages with t-shirt that reads I.R steps out of the helicopter with several ninja monkeys that follow. The baboon pulls out a megaphone and begins yelling into it. “STUPID A SNAKE, I.R IS BACKING. DID YOU REALLY THINK CHUCK NORRIS AND JOHNNY BRAVO GET RID OF I.R SO EASILY? THANKS TO CANADA FREE HEALTH CARE I.R IS FIXING UP AND BACK FOR REVENGING” I.R Baboon began prancing around in a victory dance ‘I.R REVENGING, I.R REVENGING, I.R REVENGING HA HA HA NOW YOU FEELING THE WRATH OF NINJA MONKEYS AS THEY KICK YOUR BUTTING” Yelled the pants-less baboon as he orders the ninja monkeys to attack. You quickly grab a mixing bowl and place it on your head along with grabbing a rolling pin and spatula and quickly return by Snake’s side to defend yourself. Snake looks at your eccentric battle gear in a funny manner and says “Well kid I hope you know kung-fu”