> > > greetings and welcome to 15 minutes of intentional slave boss spam > > > > > > i am engaging this list starting 0710 and plan to do so until 0735 to > > > practice holding intentional goals :D > > > > > > this is a super-strong goal you can't reduce it nope! > > > > once upon a time, long long ago, there was an enterpreneuring slaver > > named slave boss > > > > he kind of looked like big and red with horns and a tail and held a pitchfork > > > > slave boss was gonna stimulate a grand revolution for the better in > > Your Country! > > one moment i just gotta check the list archives and see if some > semblence of my messages is reached by another memory page somewhere > yay they are! > ok > > slave boss stood before the throngs of masses of Your Country, holding > his pitchfork, with brimstone and fire rising around him, and he > bespake: > "citizens of Your Country! for too long have you suffered at the hands > of irritations and imperfections. i, with my powers, will bring about > a New Age Of Greatness! never before will you have seen what i have to > bring!" > > applause rose and slave boss stood down from his smouldering pulpit, > letting his greatness and power spread
slave boss let loose great rivers of brimstone to heat the houses of the many people
his demons went and ensared them in with hypnotic self-built cut cell phone games, and they came to him in rolling masses with all their heads bowed before him, staring at their devices, trying to wait for the person in front to move so they could continue following their maps route
slave boss was at the front of the horde and refused to move to satisfy any of the routes
he had his harms folded and looked before all the throngs, all with their heads bowed before him
slave boss looked, and slave boss knew it was good
he raised his arm to give a beacon of hellfire akin to special abilities used in cellphone games.
a loudspeaker released a mobile phone alert noise and everybody addicted to that cellphone game looked as he released the hellfire
they thought it was a nerdcon and let loose heralds to the game character, which echo'd across the hills
a marching drumbeat started from slave boss's loudspeaker and he moved, letting the maps routes finally satisfy their users, and everybody stormed to follow him as the marching drumbeat sounded
slave boss: "forward, my slavelings! the neighboring nation is right across these hills to conquer!"
slave boss and the Citizens of Your Country reached the border to the neighboring country.
slave boss boomed wi--
suddenly slave boss tripped over a pebble and got trampled by the horde. a marketer was saying something to him
[there is disagreement about televising slave boss's discussion with the marketer. it sounds like a meeting is happening potential underfoot of a thundering mass, some of whom think they are at a larp or something and could yell
slave boss looked at his watch, and got up, fire and brimstone flying everywhere slave boss: "great citizens of your country! we had a wonderful conquering of this neighboring nation, also your country! now my time is up but let us conquer again soon!" slave boss was swallowed by the earth and everybody's phones stopped giving them information, instead issuing warnings about corrupt system files and needs to reset the system or take it to a distributer for service without a working cell phone, everybody began wandering in hunger and cold. but they would survive. they were strong.