Chapter 3.0

At the comic book store i had plenty to choose from but i needed to update my info on Cyborg Detective Stories. Ahh yes, the old detective stories would do me good. Reading it felt freshreshing and i got some ideas. Like heist, fucking shit up and all that good stuff. I felt good again. After all doing evil wasn't the most fun thing in the world. No more heroes, just fuckers and fun. I wanted to tell myself. Hmph... That's how the world starts to round up.

Maybe i should turn on tv.

”Aliens attack”

”What the hell ACK”

”Aliens attacking neo york city”

”Delta b and c compromised”

”This real? Ive heard about dem boys but i dont know”

It was, aliens were coming, and i was ready, fucking hell they would not probe my ass. NEVER, i wanted to say but i was worried, worried that people get prolapses from too much probing. Bye bye peaceful world. Maybe i should investigate. Hmm... yes. I wanted to know first hand, i would scurve around to see em for real.

At the aliens, damn they looked ugly, i took a shot at one, it said GRRRRHHLLLH when it died, i take a look, an old band's shirt and ugly boots. What. They be punkin? No effects band? That old shit, okay. I had heard about them. What the hell where they doing? There was big communion at the square near by. More investigation. They were singing BARRHLHH GHALGHGHH BRAHHLL GHAAaggglhh HAH BARGHHLDLDFG. There were too many, too individualistic, antennae mohawks, ugly piercings, even bad tattoos, these things were cosmic, evil and ready to take over squares, bars and merchandise shops. This was scary, cosmic funky beings of punk kind, even aliens knew how to rock. Theree was a stage and band was coming, more weird language of other kind, more weirdo rock. They were racing hell, big speakers blaring alien music. Maybe they just wanted to indoctrinate to society. Well, ive seen it, heading back to my car. I got to put some slunky funky basses loaded shit going on man. I hit the gas fast, bungeeing into another galaxy. Roads here were still roads but this magnet caring shit was the shit. I needed to steal some cars next, that would pay the bills. Cos i got the skills to pay the bills.

Car in hiding, at the car lot, new Korvetti Karaneer would do the trick. Quickly get black market software for my laptop to popup that puppy and in i was. Damn what a complicated machine of cyber cool. The machine was purring nice after using my laptop to bring in the power. And then suddenly an old cunt piece of shit i knew was coming in with a flashlight, luckily i had a blaster with silencer. I openeded the door silently, he was clueless, ZOOM his head exploded. Hahaha, what an stupid cunt to come out at night. I started to lust for smarter brain suddenly, this fucker had some kind of head gatherer that hacks brains FUCK, he had me as younger guy. My brain started to work all of sudden and this car deal seemed dumb but i needed money for my new hobby: brand new brains that actually work. Back to car, i drive silently without lights, things were eery. Quack would have to go, i needed someone else. Next day i sold the car to a shady dealer, got good amount of dosh. Next i needed a good burger with red onions, Quick Times would have to do. New freshreshing burger joint around the corner. Red onions where had, the burger was nice. I needed to get to Suplex city, i would have to get new brain thru implants. Something fancy, no need for big hardware.

At Suplex i wanted to see the doctor's corner, nothing, then i needed to see technomancers, BINGO, plenty of chip and other headgear. The tech was someone who knows things. I chose ear implant Electroidbuzzing smartening device and boy my head started to feel nice man. Brain capacity increased 125%, this was a good start. I started to listen classic rap music, tunes bouncing. Head didnt hurt at all, it was sunny. I needed a ginger refreshment, I met this guy Coyote at the locals, he wanted a drinking competition. Then we were drinking and pissing, having good times. 10 drinks later commando hombre with skimask kicked in the bar. He started to play pocket billiards in extacy. What an electryfying entrance but soon he would be probably kicked out.

”No not this again, its the owner's son”

”He does this often”

After 10 drinks seemed appropiate performance. I needed a cigarette, it would make my head feel nice and perfect friday feeling. Bar was selling, i was taking. Good head high incoming. I tried the need ”Shoot a pedophile” arcade machine. Boom splat, heads exploding in seconds. Fantastic, old school fun. Bring it all down the old man said. Sike maybe we should or bring it all to tomorrow LET'S CELEBRATE FOR FUCK SAKE, muttering bastard, old wanker, living stock, we had it all in this barn baby. We had it all. And they all were drinking that sweet wine of victory for tomorrow. That motherfucker that kicks back, that fucking thing. 20 drinks in, i started to see double, trouble trouble, and all things sinister, i didnt have it in me any longer. Passing out soon, saloon doors seemed big and weary. Old saloons, i loved them, but my deary legs wanted none of this, just cool old sleeping place near nothing, nothing at all, maybe a Cyber Church but that thing didnt come to mind near 3 o'clock in the morning. Good sleeping, istarted to see stars, then camouflaged people, maybe a world war three or something, i kept sleeping still, they only shoot my boots and only my toes were hurting during the day.

That was it, no more depression, just drinking, shooting toes and all that good fun, FUCK IT, this is it. I was about to have anal collision with reality and all of it. Holy hell i felt wobbly. All birds freeing themselves from shackles of yesterday KRÄÄÄKRKRKDGHDGFGHGFH.

AARRGGHH my head felt not nice, after drinking, i was just passing around after round. Roughing it up and i got fucked up but they didnt touch my new hardware. I needed a tweaker, just the right kind it was someone i didnt know.

Hoodlum demons arrived, hootering and hollering, howdy hoo they yelled, wearing leather jackets and baseball bats, baseball hats, destroying property. All around hell mayhem. Speeding, doing speed, tasting it, fearing it, loathing it, going for a mile sprint and back. Oh damn, it was actually hooting and hollering. Sigh, i was day dreaming. Or was i, opened eyes and there it was, indeed demon looking aliens, they started rolling, so did i, maybe they knew something about brains and stuff or something, i lusted for action again. The death incarnates were moving fast, scurving a lot, hitting few mailposts on their way. Then they slowed down. I turned my car near them.

”HOWDY, how is your hellride going on”

”NO, HAHHHAHH we riding to galaxy beyong booze with this one”

”You know anything about brain problems”

”Fuck no, we are fucked, you want some”

He swinged a bat and broke my side mirror. I blasted full force thru the open window, fucker got it coming, my side piece was always ready for a good street showdown. The yelled like pigs, their big leader had died who hardly fit the car.

”Hahaha indeed you fuckers”

And i drove away, no way there were getting his fat ass out of the driving seat fast enough. I started to watch old movies after a cigarette. There was a guy sucking on stiletto heel, real classy shit. Then i moved onward from perversy into some scifi. Swoosh said the space ship. Mindboggling stuff, real intense, then peace after the spaceships exploded. The story was real worbeld warbeld, starlord coming in to destroy, intense battle and then the ending war. So were the times of movies, i passed myself into other stuff, actual life, the good life, amazing adventures awaited.