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Surviving A Nightmare...
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"แดต สฒแตหขแต สทแตโฟแต แตแต แตแต สฐแตแตแต..."
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สส: @doge_matt55
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The next couple of days were more of a nuisance than horrifying or scary. Every room contained an emergency jar of pink slime and a drone that was on lookout in case something were to go for the worse.
For the most part, a flicker of lights, an object moved or something small on a PKE level had happened during the next couple of days.
The television wasnt just left in a room. It was placed in trap. Mechanically designed to send a webbed proton steam from all angles and moon trap on the floor.
An alert came to Matthew as the PKE meter became alarming of dangerous waves from the prepped room. He went quickly, his infrared red goggle piercing the darkness of the room like butter, watching the television in front of him.
'This could go three different ways,' Matthew thought to himself while his eyes watched what played out in front of him. He barely cared about it as he considered his fate.
'Either I trap her and cleanse this tape and television (as if that might do anything,) she goes back inside on neutral terms and nothing gets resolved or we come to an understanding, or she passes on peacefully. Death is absolutely never an option.'
It was finally time. The bandaid had been ripped right off and there was no hiding. Inside this red lit room only his black silhouette frame and his lenses shone in the light as he stared at her.
".....HEY!" Matthew ran over to the television. His mechanical snake arms reached out from his back before lifting the box set up as he tapped on the glass.
The hell?! What kind of Looney Tunes tunnel shenanigans was this box?!
Gah!! Whatever. He placed it back down before going into another room. He left a blanket near by in case she got cold or something.
The Ghostbusters Headquarters is closed today. All incoming jobs will be placed to automatic voice messaging.
Matthew really needs the sleep.
A carton of noodles from the Kanto restaurant down the block was dinner for Matthew. Barely getting any research from this tape was literally exhausting him even more than usual.
With his tired eyes barely keeping open, he looked at the TV that was under investigation to see her standing there in her new attire.
His eyes looked over to the pink slime that was near him. Pink slime was a positive energy charged substance that removed negative energy, which included bad moods, feeling, and emotions.
....Maybe he rubbed a little too much on himself to combat his stress....
Reading the magazine on her birthday has let her discover outfits that are seen.
And while she did not like it as it was extremely immodest and improper...she thought she would give it a try. At least once.
๐จ: @/virtuware
#SeductiveSunday
Of course his street gets busy with kids roaming around. It's a popular Hotspot.
But nothing is more rewarding than after a long day than having his Toxic love bunny sitting on his lap near the fireplace while he drinks his whiskey in his chair. Feeling her venomous kisses all over his face while they cuddle up. Smelling her perfume as the cackling of the fire soothes them.
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Matthew watched the tape . A murder right in front of him. The sad reality of something like this is that this is unfortunately common. His job went either two ways. Either he went in an all out fight to remove hostile and angry demons set to destroying civilization or he tried his best to help lost or saddened spirits move on.
There was a haunting in a local hospital where enough infantile losses had happened that the spirits of babies couldn't move on. They were lost and scared. He didnt expect the staff to understand, they were too scared. But he had to help them lay to rest and move on.
There are multiple ways people die and haunt. Hers was no exception.
As the tape ended and finished, Matthew turned the lights back on and ejected the tape.
No wonder why she was angry. Why this tape was cursed and haunted. But to be so angry to attack anyone and everything who watches it is a whole different level of spite and anger.
It hadn't occurred to him that he probably was on a time limit to find a way to stop the curse. For at least a few moments, he needed to process what he watched. Not because it can be considered traumatic to watch, but because he needed to understand where she was coming from.
Research did a number fold on understanding how the curse worked as a few days went by. Time was limited. He wasnt going to pass this off to some innocent civilian. But maybe, if he could, he could make something as close to a human as possible. He was an engineer...
The night of Day 4.
Matthew had worked extensively with his drones to build artificial life. His eyes were exhausted and tired from pulling all nighters. Cups of empty coffee and energy drinks scattered all over the table.
If this worked, he could loop the curse and possibly draw out whoever the spirit was within the tape.
"Well. Why not go now? " Matthew smiled as he held her hand, lightly pulling her closer to him. "I just want to be with you..." he cupped her cheek lightly and smiled.
"I'd like you to help me..." Matthew clearly couldn't stop eyeing Hilda. Such a beautiful frame with curves that complimented her. He stepped into the shower, sore and achy. Water droplets pattering against his skin as he went for the soap.
๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐๐จ (Homecoming Event Part III) retweeted
Something strange is taking shape above Manhattan. ๐จ Keep your eyes on the sky and your Proton Packs close. ๐ซ๐ป #Ectober
OOC. Between today and tomorrow I m extremely busy. I apologize for not getting around as often as I'd like!
"But still..." Matthew had puppy eyes as he admired every piece of her frame. Those beautiful snowy pale hips, those long beautiful legs. Her gentle smile and beautiful hair. He knew she wouldn't be like this forever, but just for the moment, he wished it could last forever.
Matthew blushed as she petted his head. "I... i dont know what to say..." His eyes still held admiration and adoration for his Goddess. Enamored for her look of divinity. He didnt want to push his luck. But just the thought of having his cheek cupped by her soft hand made his heart flutter. "Thank you for keeping me safe." Matthew tried to show gratitude.
Matthew moved a little closer as his head rested on the table. "You're very beautiful..." his voice was softened as he stared at her. She was literal beauty. What he worshipped and praised for his protection. He was happy.
Matthew was a little caught off guard. But he recovered. Sometimes he forgot how tall his Goddess was. It made him a little intimidated by how beautiful she looked. "Hello again." Matthew looked up at her.
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