Typing with the hand that bleeds
A different shade of blue
United like Voltron
Collaboration is a beautiful thing, like the super robot Voltron being formed, forces united together can deliver something powerful. Tonight, I had the privliege to join forces with Edison and have a brainstorming session together. Interesting ideas were bounced off each other and it was just refreshing to brainstorm with someone who's on the same wavelength, yet still conjure up totally different ideas. I hope Voltron can be formed again in the future.
Poking lemons
Poking lemons. What does that mean? Well, anyone who has ever had good lemon iced tea will know that you have to poke the lemons like you would poke a dead man with a stick. The act of poking lemons is a recurring one to me, as I love my lemon iced tea and hopefully I'll be poking lemons for a long time to come.
The fight against evil
In Melbourne, they have signs for people who are lost and have no idea where they are.
Once the uninformed visitor realizes where they are, they then have to face the bright lights and speed of the city.
After getting over the bright lights and the speed, the visitor then has to deal with the creeping evilness.
Although the sun rises, evil still has a firm hold over the city, preventing happiness and colour from entering people's lives.
Enter the Steve and let there be colour.
Together with Shigeo Fukuda, they set about ridding the city of evil.
Things soon began to look picturesque.
Free from evil, the sun began to show it's true colours.
Other life forms also began to spread their wings.
However, the colour began to change again and a feeling of coldness began to seep through.
What was clear before was now blurry.
The sun began to set and the evil began to creep in again.
Evil symbols began to emerge, Mr. Fukuda had also left and I was struggling to fight the evil alone.
The lights and colours started to merge and become distorted.
Everything that I had fought and stood for began to go down the drain.
My mind was spiraling out of control and everything was out of shape.
Loneliness hit me like a baseball player on steroids.
Other people soon began to feel the effects of evilness present.
Things looked rough and a tough road lay ahead for our superhero if he were to rescue the city from the clutches of evil.
Amidst all the craziness, our superhero begins to rally the people and they soon begin to work hard for the cause.
The colours continued to fuse with the bright lights, causing more distortion and evil.
Time passed and the hard work of the people began to show.
Evilness was being replaced by hard work and kinkiness.
In the end, a superhero's life is a lonely one.
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