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The baby Princess got her head stuck in the #balustrade above the Hall of Portraits. "So did your great grandfather." The King showed her his likeness: one of a dozen stern men. At 21, she pushed her father's head through that same balustrade and cut it off. #vss365

We have a win-or-lose culture because the loudest assholes can only hold two options in their mind at one time, and that's even a stretch.

You see an Ace Hardware in a strip mall. I see an unparalleled #emporium of blood letting and skin scraping instruments. Just a shift of perspective delivers a shit ton of joy. #vss365

He looked down his nose. "As an #outlier you wouldn't survive three days. You need me, you need my support, and right now you are far from sufficiently grateful." She shot him in heart, watching as he bled out. When he reanimated, then she shot him in the face. #vss365

His gaze traced the #contour of the main tentacle, its suckers breathing gently. Its sensory tentacles, bioluminescent anemone clusters, shivered under his attention. He got semi-hard. After everything, he still had to overcome shame before he reached full erection. #vss365

"While we all grieve, the work must go on to prevent more loss. I nominate Alvin Hamsting as #interim Director of Exobiologic Eradication." Too late, internet sleuths zoomed in on the Hamsting video to show the wriggling under his shirt. #vss365

She starts the day with a #sonic bath of minor chords: one ominous harmony after another breaking against the shores of her bones. After, she lays nude in total darkness, watching whatever story her imagination, or memory, serves up. She speaks to no one until dinner. #vss365

The species wielded technology that seemed like magic. But they communicated by expelling air through multiple orifices on their heads. They varied the scent to convey nuanced meaning. Of course the Space Marines called them #Fart Faces. That's why we're nearly extinct. #vss365

I dreamt in a way that's way too personal to share, but it communicated the message that the starving, ignored infant who has been trying to fill the void with food and sex and dissociation is very #petulant about being asked to care for the wounded child parts. #vss365

Upon his descent to the cellar she sang, "#Unbridle my heart!" "It's unchain my heart." "It's unchain my wrists." She rattled them. "If you unbridle my heart I'd have a garotte." "Do you get who's in charge here?" She chewed, then drippled blood on her chin. "Who?" #vss365

The Eagle and the Bear. The Eagle and the Bear. One's monomaniacal, the other's #unbridled bloatware. They're "elected" and they're old Both quasi-human slimemold. The Eagle, the Eagle and the Bear Bear Bear Bear Bear Bear Bear Bear #vss365

The sign, in stern all caps, said "NESTLE OWNED #RESERVOIR PRIVATE PROPERTY." Had no one on their security teams anticipated a single woman throwing compressed pucks of hallucinogens over the fence? The splashes cleansed her soul. #vss365

"The key is telling a lie they like." He flicked pickles off two quarter-pounders, then crushed them together. "Then you got a #reservoir of unending support." "What do you do with the pickles?" "My son dips em in blow and eats them off his sister's tits. I watch." #vss365

The #onslaught was invisible. I mean, we saw the craft floating silently across the sun. But we didn't see the viral spray. If we'd still been masking, we might have survived. #vss365

Denzel Washington was absolutely mesmerizing in Gladiator II. Truly, a man who puts a needle in the ear of a syphilitic emperor always stands a hero.

She #displaced an entire ruling class by dusting all the drinking glasses with curare. One state dinner. One determined working class woman. She never claimed credit. The world never knew. One person finally did make a difference. #vss365

How can you tell if you are a leader, or an oppressor? Are there people in your #slipstream going faster than they thought possible? You're a leader. Are the people behind you falling further behind? You're an oppressor. This #vss365 is brought to you by Elon Musk.

On Christmas 1861, an evil matriarch cast a spell on a vampire nest. They could feed only on her #bloodline. No matter family's crimes, the vampires protected their herd. On Christmas 2027, they broke the spell. The Secret Service was helpless against vampiric revenge. #vss365

"For the crimes we know and those we don't, this fallen king will be flayed and delivered bound to the dunes. His tissues will burn. His blood will boil. Here ends his cursed #bloodline!" The court cheered. One chambermaid pressed both hands to her abdomen and wept. #vss365

The #complex drilled six elevator dings into the earth. "We are not going to survive this." She slammed home a fresh magazine. "Neither are they." The elevator settled. The doors opened. For a moment, nobody noticed them. #vss365

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The oak tree was her #safehaven, she told her sister's tennis coach. The tennis coach, who'd ingratiated himself with the family to molest the girl, tested it. The ground boiled. Bright orange ants surged. In an hour there was only a girl and his picked clean bones. #vss365

Quicksilver and #mercury it shifted through shapes. First a deer, then a shaggy pony. Wonder soothed my fear. The pony dissolved into a swirling cloud of lightning, striking me. My teeth shattered, fell in piece on my tongue. That's how I learned to not trust beauty. #vss365

They didn't trade names. He reloaded. She extracted her knife from a throat. They exchanged nods, kept fighting. At cocktails she sparkled in Gucci. Diamond sparkled in his ears. The hand he offered was white-gloved. "#Chase Danger." She smiled. "Sushi Adorable." #vss365

"Limu. #Liberty Mutual. Limu. Rhymes with emu. That's why." "Liberty = eagle. Eagle was out of budget, right?" "Shut up. Everyone loves that flightless bird." #vss365

"Limu. #Liberty Mutual. Limu. Rhymes with emu. That's why." "Liberty = eagle. Eagle was out of budget, right?" "Shut up. Everyone loves that flightless bird." #vss365

We called her #Modest Magdalene because she never looked a man in the eye when she cut his throat. She cut a lot of throats, so we knew it was her thing. Eyes down all demure, a Mona Lisa smile when the arterial spray hit her face. A top rate charmer in this business. #vss365

"Robot Pete, #disarm the rebels." He pivoted precisely on his heel and marched up the hill. When the screams started, he paused. "Robot Pete, not like that." #vss365

As they walked down the deserted #thoroughfare, the buildings - all neon and chrome - leaned in. Echoing metal creaks broke the silence. Far away, someone strummed a distorted minor chord. The werewolf looked at the girl with the piercings. "We ain't in Oz anymore." #vss365

They stood face to face, their palms pressed together, blindfolded, gasping. They moaned when the veins in their wrists snapped free and joined like lampreys, spurting mouth to spurting mouth, molecules weaving together into a circulatory #nexus. Their nerves came next. #vss365

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She retreated to the #bathtub cause the basement was full of spiders. Through the TV, hoarse voices told of unnatural seismic activity, the LA basin imploding. They didn't even know about the the worms breaking through the cliffs of the Rockies. Why was she so calm? #vss365

She dreamed vividly of an #oak tree on 3 consecutive nights starting on Beltane. She took a long weekend and drove and drove, until she found it standing in a cow field. She smeared her blood and tears on the bark. On the next full moon, the right people started dying. #vss365

This is Fred Hampton. He was the leader of the Chicago chapter of the Black Panthers. He had a gift for uniting all races. He started the Rainbow Coalition on 1969. Because of his influence, the FBI and the Chicago Police decided he needed to be assassinated. At 21 years old.

"Hey sexy." He lurched over. "I gotta #rocket in my pocket just for you." With a sly grin she said, "Let's take it to the parking lot so I can kneel down and light that fuse." They found him bled out on the asphalt, a gaping hole over his femoral. He was number six. #vss365