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-=CHAPTER 1: Deliverence=- Te Awamutu, city that never sleeps, metropolitan center of the waikato. A city of dreams, a city of lies, a city of heart break. The only city in the world where the locals can strip you dry, of even the shirt on your back. The only city when you know that someone is watching, and hearing war of the banjo's playing in the distant background is not an unexpected event. ... when she gets her long, rotting talons into you, theres no escape ... Jhonney is such a man. He came to Te Awamutu to see a girl. A pretty girl, he thought that he had a chance. She was a farm girl he thought to himself, he thought he had a chance of getting a blow-job and relieving himself of the sexual tension that had been building inside of him for the past six mounths since the death of his last girl-friend.
Te Awamutu, city of romance, city of love, where a young mans dreams and ambitions can be
crushed by the uncaring populice that makes up the 2-bit berg. It seems harmless enough
on the outside, but that cow wandering down the street is watching, its not just a cow.
You never know when that harmless ungulate chewing its cud, will turn into a slavering
bovine ready to rip your dark, black, filth ridden heart out of you. Watch cows with a
weary eye. They'd get you if they could. The whole "please drink my milk, it is
wholesome, fresh, creamy, calcium ridden, and homogenised (not suitable to infants under
six mounths)" routine sickens me. Yeah well you know what? The apperent "whiteness", that
all so pure colour that is the milky facade, is really puss. The dead, discarded cells of
brown cow!. How now brown cow? are you going to seduce us, now that we know your secret?
Whats the matter, not good enough for you bitch? Yeah well I'll make burgers, out of you
and eat your char-grilled ass on my wopper(TM).
... watch cows, big brother is watching you ... It had been chaos. He got to the farm to pick up his date. Sure he said, take her to this party in Hamilton. Wow her by the big city, get her drunk then I'm in for the kill. Yeah well he arrived for his date. What he got was not what he expected... Meet Sarah. She's spent the last 18 years of her life in the flea-bitten slowly rotting industrial sectors of Te Awamutu. Her father worked continuous shifts to feed her and her sister after her mother died. He barely managed to scrape together enough to feed her, and her sister, buy them clothes, and get them an education, well almost. Seven years she had spent in that middle school, from form one to seven. Having to be constantly available for the Headmasters every little fantasy. She had thought that an education would be her ticket out, she'd get an education, then a job. She'd save and move to Hamilton and get a degree in computer science. That was the ticket. Little did she know that, in the cold, harsh, dog rape dog world of Te Awamutu, that the rich get blow-jobs, and richer why the poor get fucked over, and have an unpleasent salty after-taste in their mouths. ... when giving head, it is preferable to spit rather than swollow, but it depends on what your trying to get .. Mean while in the seedy, side of town, amongst the denizens of the Te Awamutu under-world lurks, Trevor -TA's only private eye. It was hardly an enviable job, amongst the constant, whoring, drug selling, and murder, which for most, is the only way to get up the social ladder in this place. Trevor, was hired by most to prevent these changes in the hierachy. Most often hired by middle aged women to see who their "husbands" were fucking now. He hated it, its a dirty job but someone has to do it. Trevors life existed in black and white. He wanted to tell him self it was just the low-lifes and scum he associated with, really he was just quite very badly afflicted with colour blindness. ... if your a private eye, it is best to use clichès ... Then there was Nadia, hired gun, deadly beutiful and in a skin tight, fake leather body suit to prove it. She had travelled the world, and had quite a few famous hits. Several american presidents, one after the other. A revolutionary leader, in etheopia, set to raise the living conditions of the average joe. The brillient physicist, whom discovered cold-fusion. She hated working for the man, but he payed the bills, and gave her hand-grenades, thats what mattered. This professional was probably the only woman alive that new how the system really worked, and who was pulling the strings, in the whitehouse. ... who evers sucking the presidents dick, can hold the nukes ...
... your not paranoid when YOU KNOW, someone is out to get you ... Hannah, waved at him from the door. She was beaming, and wearing very, very little. Shit thought Jhonney. SCORE. "My familys out for the evening" giggled the lusty Hannah, Jhonney could feel his dick rapidly filling with blood. This night was definately worth the drive he thought to himself. Hannah led him into her perants bedroom where she lay down on the bed and removed the skimpy panties and bra she had on. Jhonney, like wise removed his coat, and weapons, and lay on top of her, Gently he stroked the out-line of her face and kissed her eyelids. "Better take her nice and slow" he thought to himself. He liked vigins, and he didn't have any compulsions about the 5 year age difference. Hell she's legal was his justification. In two years she'll be able to vote. He kissed her long and hard on the lips. When she broke away for air, he kissed her slowly moving to her young breasts, stroking one nipple he gently teased the other one with is toungue. She responded immediatly, prompting him to move down toward the waiting wetness of her pubic mound. Lightly licking her clitorous, he continued massaging her breasts. This made her moan with pleasure. She grabbed his shoulders and dragged him upto kiss him. "Is this how I taste" She asked, with a suductive smile. Slowly she got him on his back and removed his pants. Taking his now painfully erect cock in her hands and stroked it. Jhonney lay down and let the journey take him. Removing his shirt she grabbed Inertia to lay it on the floor. "No!" Said Jhonney taking it from her, and placing it gingerly on the bedside table. There had been times when a family had arrived back home in an unfortunate situation in the past. Now completly naked Jhonney slowly inserted his wand into Hannah, "Fuck me Mother Fucker" She screamed then something over came her. She grabbed Jhonney by the balls, and dragged him off the bed. Just then the door opened, revealing Hannahs father slowly stroking his erect penis. "Shit" cried Jhonney. Behind Hannahs father she could see someone that looked like her mother, and others that could only be Hannahs brothers. "Move over Honney and let Daddy have a go" said Hannahs father. "No you don't you sick fuck" Said Jhonney grabbing Jennifer from his trench coat beside him and leveling two shells into his balls. I'm gonna stick caps in all you red-neck inbreed hicks. Now you'll see how us city boys play. Hannahs father started howling "Yeah hurts doesin't it fucker, said Jhonny, spiting into the bloody pulp that was the mans dick. When the rest of the family started howling Jhonney realised that some serious shit was going down. The entire family slumped to the ground. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, FUCK". Screamed Jhonney as he grabbed his clothes. What kind of sick shit happens here. As he was leaving one of the brothers scratched at his leg. Gouging out a huge piece of flsh. "Fuck you, you piece of shit", he said as he plunged Stella in to its head. Just then he noticed that the hick wasn't dead from Stella's kiss, and the fuck had claws. "SHIT" Jhonney said as he clambered into the bathroom and bolted the door. I've run into a fucken horde of Vampires. Well little do these undead fuck ups know that, I'm the wrong, liva to fuck with. Quickly he pulled on his pants. Rapping some bandage from the draws. These fuckers had another five minutes of mutation left. He was a sports man after all. He never shot ducks on the water. He pulled on his shirt, and tucked his pants into his boots. Finnally raming a wiped clean Stella into it. Vampire blood has a nasty tendancy of corroding metal after a few minutes of contact. "No fucked up undead piece of shit's gonna mess you up baby", looking at stella. He put Inertia into a sholder holster, and pumped two more shells into Jennifer. "Damn, I came to Te Amutu for a BJ and now I'm fighting a bunch of inbred undead. If I hear a banjo I'm gonna be real fucked off". Just then he noticed his lack of a sword. "Damn -not even fully equiped.Well thats fucken life". He rested Jennifer over his sholder and gripped Inertia. He faced the door and kicked it open. Just then a banjo started playing. The long claws of what was Hannah flashed near his face. "_FUCK_ _you_ _piece_ of _fucken_ _shit_" he said as he raised Inertia to the former Hannahs face and gave her the kiss of a magnum. Hannahs Face disintergrated into shards of bloody mess. "Fucken oats" he said. As he brought Jennifer down for a follow up. Already Hannahs face was reforming."This will knock you back for a second you undead shit bag" The blow of Jennifer threw Hannah back and onto the ground, where she thrased about. Jhonney moved to the kitchen where he found the two brothers of the family. Again Inertia kissed the larger of the two, knocking it back. "Nothing, Nothing gets in the way of me and a BJ" screamed Jhonney as he grabbed a kitchen stool and rammed it into the torso of the smaller borther. Pinning it to the wall. Jhonney then pushed the fridge into the head of the larger one. The 500kg of white-ware crushed the undead head under its greater bulk, Swiviling and grabbing a kitchen knife he flung it at the shape of Hannah emerging through the door. The meat-cleaver sitting on the cutting board finished off the larger brother. He then grabbed the clever and used it and the knife to pin Hannah to the door. Turning back to the smaller brother, still bearing the scar of Stalla's kiss he said. "You cut me, now I'm gonna cut you real good. See you later shithole", he left the confines of the kitchen looking forthe brood masters. He reached the front door, and witnessed the explosion of his car as the 5 kilos of C4 he had been saving for a rainy day ruptured the armoured hull of his machine. "Fucken piece of shit vampires, torched my car". Now Jhonney by nature was an angry young man, what with witnissing his whole family be killed by an escaped mangerie of undead, set free by some right to unlifers. Now this made him hate two things, undead, and the living. This just made him pissed off. "Right now as my sunny disposition has been ruined, I'm gonna really fuck up these pieces of shit". Hereturned to the house to find the brood mother waiting in the foyer. "You hurt my babies" hissed the grotesque creature, with its pasty white face and deep set eyes. "Shut the FUCK UP Bitch" said Jhonney, knocking her to the wall with the ramaining four shells in Inertia and disintegrating her torso. Blowing away the smoke from the barrel he kissed her placed he in the holster. Unsheating Stella he rammed in into the quivering body of the brood mother. The only way to make sure the undead were dead was to remove their heart. Grabbing the vampire by the sholders he hurled it upright and slit it open from the neck to its crotch, and disemboled it with a satifying slurping sound. He then placed a few more shotgun cartriges into its head. "You can never be too sure with these assholes" From the level above the foyer the shape of the brood father dived. Jhonney rolled away, but the fucker had wings and managed pin Jhonney by the legs. "So you want a piece of me? A fucken piece of me? Have a piece of this". Twelve shells of chemically propelled lead plumeted into the brood fathers body splatering Jhonney with the rebound of the gore. "My fucken safety goggles were in my car too". Again Stella was called into bussiness rapidly disembowing the undead creature. "Now the fun begins" He intoned solemly, Jhonney returned to the kitchen, holding Stella with a precise grip he finely sliced a grid one centimeter, by one centemeter into the skin of the smaller brother. Then he concentrated on the face of the blood soaked, agony drenched creature. Savagely butchering off the ears, he looked into the eyes of the creature, and pulled out his lighter. "Nighty, Night" He said as he slowly burned the eyes out of their undead sockets. Then he gripped the Stellas blade and plunged it into the freshly empty eye sockets, and then to the final death blow of the heart.By this time Hannah had reverted back to human form, and was weeping silently on the floor. "Good timing bitch". He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the lounge. Forcing her over the coffee table, he unzipped his pants and stared at her naked ass. Rubbing his dick hard he savagely raped her virgin anal passage. She screamed in pain. Jhonney briefly considered that what he was doing was akin to necrophelia, this is a moot point. A vampire is only technically dead, and they can still fight back. Plus sexual intercourse is also a bonafide method of vampire reproduction and evolution. To Jhonney however the damage had already been done before, and he was still pretty pissed about his car. "Don't like this do you bitch, well remember the pain. Its the last thing you'll ever feel". Jhonney grinned sardonicly as he came. He continued pumping his semen into his victim as he grabbed Stella and plunged it into her back, through her heart. Removing his dick, he kissed her on the lips. "Thanks for the night. Its been a fucken blast", he said as he limped towards the door. His car was fucked, he had no transport out of the concrete, post apocalyptic hell-hole that is Te Awamutu. His car was fucked, he had no ammo. "Fucken undead" he said as he pumped another 16 rounds into Jennifers body. "Fucken undead. Now look at me, all dressed up in Te Awamutu and no where to go".
"Fucken speak to me" Jhonney snarled into the headset... "Ok marine kisten up, You are to take your team out through the assigned exit. NOW, snap to it asshole." Jhonney caressed inertia. "Its time togo baby.", "Hey Poon, tank we're getting out of this shit hole, and I mean now people" Jhonney left the bunker straight to the APC, and fired it up. Grabbing her meagre possesions, Sarah jumped into the APC as Jhonney got moving. "Thank for waiting for me ya giant ape" angryly told Jhonny "Your too slow bitch" The APC sped through the dark, gothic streets of TA. Several undead creatures shambled onto the road trying to impede the process of our heroes, to be mashed to a pulp by the harsh unforgiven weels of the APC. Entering the improvised lock towards the other side of the necromanic field. A brilliant silver slash openeda hole through which they passed. As the gate collapsed an inward flux pulsed through the field shattering the frames of the persuing undead. The APC collided with a tree and was halted suddenly. When Jhonney awoke Sarah was in his arms, sobbing... "Sarah, I, I love you..." Whispered Jhonney. Sarah looked up to him and they embraced in a Kiss. Fate like in all places such as the outskirts of Te Awamutu, is a complete utter bastard. You see that slash Jhonney got after his little affair with Hannah had inserted a small high powered thermonuclear weopen. Which as Sarah and and he kissed detonated. Destroying them and their rescue party and a large part of Central North Island New Zealand, in a giant conflaguration. Fucken Asshole. And the moral of this story children is the evil of SEXUAL INTERCOUSE. Far be it, that youngmen and woemn should not associate. No they should, but they must never give in to the carnel urging of the flesh. Also do not smoke drugs, and listen to rock, music. No goto chapel and pray. Get a Job. Work hard, and vote christain coalition.
Like a moth to light Jhonney was drawn to it. He opened the window and into the room of Sarah. Watching her self getting undressed had turned Sarah on and se stood there sizing up Jhonney. Her erect nipples stood outon her firm breasts.Jhonney walked over to her cupping each breast in his hands.
The undead carcass slumoed to the ground as Sarah started Shaking with orgasm. "Lets move bitch" Said Jhonney Dimounting...
Instantly hundreds of the blood crazed bovine screamed towards the small pink herbivore, intent on killing it. A pair of horns impaled the creature, while a set of savge teeth ripped the head off. Witnessing the destruction of his pink love, he shifted his sky blue pastel ass into death charge at teh salavating bovines. From 2 metres away he leaped, Razorsharp incisors poised to maim the cattle. He struck his first victim, and bearied his head into its soft under belly. The cow fell to the ground and Fluffy took another meriless gash out of the cow. Just then a hoof knocked Fluffy unconcous, when he awoke he found himself tied to a guerney out in the middle of the field. The bulls we standing around him. Huge fleshy cocks pulsating while the young heiffers gave head. Fucken milk making fuckers, he sneered. Just then a huge bull strode up behind him. Grabing his cock he shoved it hard and deep into the rabits love canel. Running it in and out of the bleeding rabbit, he impaled it as he came. Letting the brocken carcass drop to the ground the rest of the bulls ejaculated and shat on it. Grinding it under their hooves. Then using it as a lubricant they rubbed it over their love rods, adn violantly raped the heifers in some sort of evil cow cult rite of age ceremony, with the rest of the herd watching on, mooing silently, and chewing their cud with an enraged look in their eyes. Here at the Anarchist Liberation front we believe in the formation of a sustainable rational anarchy. Which means it cannot be born in violence. Which creates division in the front with the likes of the Anarachist Revolutional Army (ARA), the Whiteliners, and the Gradualists. However all agree on one thing; "That the society will assist in the continued development of the human race, in both arts, science, and philosphy, without any bounds". To achieve this however there will need to be the reasources availble for reassearch, and also a recognitions of better workers, with more responsibilty, or with more effort. For this our utopian society would be based on a system of eco-economics, where all have a base salary but better workers are acknoledged. But also it would have to reasemble Plato's republic where the richest had only four times more wealth than the poorest. This system would be run by a series of collectives by the actual workers. The doctors the hospital, the teachers the schools, the workers the factory, with expected levels of co-operation between each collective.Industry is there to provide service, so by providing a service, the workers get services in return, decreasing the need for money, as people will work towards a common good. A situation that would be desirable over current day system would be Libertarianism, or a brand of Socialism set forth in the book ThiGMOO by Eugene Byrne (ISBN: 0-671-02862-6). What ever the solution the ALF's purpose is to educate the Prolteriat, and bring concepts, such as anarchy, communism, and libertarianism to the populace.
You can tell your average dope fiend, by the wild look in his eyes. Of an animals paralysed by fear. Watchthis creature for he is dangerous. We only need to look to Charles Manson, to see what drugs are doing to God-Fearing children of america. When approaching a suspected drug fiend it is recommended that he be approached with caution and plenty of soft fruit, as their sweet juices rolled down her nubile body, The heirachy of the Dope fiend. Yes as their violent behaviour increases the yound men attain the status of "Groovey" from their misslead peers. The shotgun hit home, and he slumped against the trre. It slowly became a giant tree man, which gently picked him up and carried to his bed. Nealing down between his legs, the world rotated away as spinnig circles pf pink and crimson tesselating ponies spun ther way into infinity. THe world echoed around the conciousness. Twirling, Twirling away to infinsity to the oneness of nothing. Peace. --OmegaMole -Blood Sweat and Tears inc. |
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