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Blitzork Was Here"Connect the ultra-diversity drive to the concentrically driven port and then we should get a constant flow of the flux and with the right tweak and twist we can finally break the barriers between dimensions." Peeking out through windows tinted red at a world of advance science, a man of short statue and equal girth sputters and mumbles to himself.
"That's mad!" The little man wearing a long white coat covered in all manners of stains responds to himself as he quirks his head to the side as though speaking to someone else within the room.
"I know," The man quirks his head to the other side in response to himself once again then breaks out into a fit of insane giggles as his hands clap together feverishly. "I shall be the first to travel through time!"
"The first to travel between dimensions." He corrected himself calmly.
"Shut up, fool, we both know actual time travel is a physical impossibility."
"Do not resort to name calling Professor."
"I said shut up, Daniel!" Clapping once more,
One of Those PeopleHere we find a happy young man chatting away on his computer. His life is very droll and with the exception of the odd interesting person to interact with, he's otherwise got nothing worth doing. There are plenty of games for him to play, plenty of music for him to listen to and plenty of things for him to read or write but it is people who interest him. People, have a unique ability to bring out those little spots in our imagination and make our curiosities flourish; people are like magic and magic is one of the best things anyone could ever hope to have.
Among all people, those interesting creatures on the planet Earth, there is a single person. That one person catches your eye, or minds eye, in a way that makes you want to dive into the ocean and investigate the deepest trench. That single person who makes you wish cardboard airplanes could fly and you could meet them face-to-face. There is a person like that for us all and, if you are lucky like the young man chatting away on his c
Journal Twenty FiveJournal Twenty Five or Normal Man Writes 25
Curses and double curses! That Normal Man, that fool of a man and his underwear on the outside! He's not even a man, more like a child! What kind of sixteen year old boy dresses like a mentally challenged forty year old and fights crime wile screaming his super hero name out loud? Curses and double curses! He foils me; ME, Science Prof Essor, by destroying my beautiful babies. My beautiful Physics Bots destroyed by his inane logic! It makes me weep in how a simple joke caused their poor minds to combust just to save themselves the harm and danger of total idiocy.
My lab coat, worthless! My glasses and Egon-esk haircut are utterly unimportant when Normal Man comes in to ruin my day and rain on my parade. My entire day destroyed thanks to this, Normal Man. My precious and loved Physics Bots, oh how beautiful they were in the logic they spoke. Each bleep and bloop like a sonnet in how they seduced my ears in
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