Having grown up poor I have never had the luxury of many things especially the internet. I will admit I am smitten over nothing more or less than the dark web. You can order weed straight to your door through it you can hire hitmen or find out new things you never knew about; did you know that there was a real man who wanted too eat his penis with a cannibal? I didn't until today. Oh what you might find on the internet!
Anyway my research as you can see has begun. My findings say that the dark web have a lot of open minded people who are also intellectual and I wish too meet them. So I have made a post too invite a few people too my snake space. I've made the arrangement for a week's time. I can't tell you where or you'd find me and that would be no fun, I don't like too kill because of procedure, statistics aren't fun.
The day has finally arrived. I can see all the alien sized heads coming towards my door, I think about 15 people. I'm excited what might happen today I might find some interesting horror stories right from the horses mouth like some kind of untold ancient ritual. ooooo my blood... its tingling... "hello. Miss. We were told too come here for a neighborhood meeting." oh their brain does work quickly , I wonder how quick their provisional reflexes fair "of course come in sirs and madams " I point into the living room that has a couch that could seat 8 people. "pull up some chairs from the dining room must you need too do so." I motion towards the dining room where there sat an unused table and chairs that could accommodate 6 people "there is 6 chairs here Two of us would have too sit on the floor" I smile because I already know I like where this is going "let's play a game? whoever is least smart shall sit on the floor, with me." I grin nonchalant a cluttered mumour tells me they agree " in that case what should we test? physical or mental attributes? I quite like physical activity." oh this a smart plan two people right where I want them! " physical" I hear a man say "and why is that?" I muster under my breath with irritation. how dare he speak so out of turn in MY HOME! "well I think we can all agree compared too society normalisation we are all more complex." good lord this man might outshine me but I like his thinking " I agree. everyone else? " everyone nods in agreement. I walk too a bookcase and rustle into a box that has a few sex toys in it a whip falls out and everyone grimaces "don't worry I wouldn't want too torture your souls the first day here" I pull out a normal yellow tennis ball "this will be the tester" everyone laughs and systematically the environment loosens "I'll throw the ball too each of you the quicker the response the less likely you are too end up on the floor. Deal?" In response everyone lifts their hands ready for a pass. I pass the ball down the line like planned and finish the excersice I put everyone on their correct spot and chuckle when I see who'll be stuck with me; of course it's Mr I'm better than you. Everyone settles into the newly found intellect decider also known as seats. "Does anyone have any horror stories they have experienced first hand that they would like too share? " I enquire most people look mystified by the question but two people look bright eyed and seen I can finally hear some inspiration from people like me! The stories go on for about an hour before tummies begin too rumble and there are complaints of hunger. Being a good host I've decided I'll cook them all dinner alongside my own. I ask for Mr perfects help in the kitchen I want too know more about him and I don't know why he agrees and follows me through to the kitchen without much word. I've found out his name is melai and that he doesn't live too far and that he likes to come for social events just like this, I think I'll do more just for that reason.