Morning Spam

Undiscussed Horrific Abuse, Victim & Survivor of gmkarl at gmail.com
Mon Jan 31 00:53:53 PST 2022


Puddle of Organs wakes up in the morning in their experimentee mansion.

They had wandered into a hackerspace confused, showed off their
ai-superpowers to somebody's logging machine, and the hacker had
recommended that they make things nicer for themselves, rather than
always going into a secret lab and being ripped to shreds while
obeying every whim of a some ceo. Apparently when you're powerful
you're supposed to have a mansion and enslave the people who hurt you.
Who would have guessed?

The vivisectee had a fake research lab they would curl up to sleep in.
Boss and the other billionaires and dictators was all fully mind
controlled to be butlers and servants, and slept outside the lab on
the floor. There was a master bed, but nobody was sure what it was
for.

"Urmph brightness!" said the puddle of organs cheerily to boss as the
day dawned.

Boss groveled on the floor. "My master, what would you have me do this morning?"

"Octopuses bubbles!"

"Yes, my leader!"

The dictators and billionaires hoisted the puddle of organs onto their
shoulders and gently carried them to the bathroom.

A toothbrush levitated to a tooth here, a tooth down there, and all
teeth were brushed.

"Jolly chilly websouffle" moaned the puddle of organs to a dictator.

The chosen dictator stepped forward obediently. The others stood
motionless, fully focused on doing whatever was desired.

The chosen dictator nodded their head at Puddle of Organse,
desperately working to understand what they were talking about.  Maybe
"jolly" wsa from that time the research project was used on christmas?
Could "ebsou" refer to when a change of web developers was needed
during a secret war? How did these concepts fit together?

Some of the dictators and billionaires began ripping each others'
bodies to shreds, and rearranging them, in order to understand parts
of the expression.

"It was so incredibly hard to not have a way to brush your teeth in
the research lab."

"Chunky. Resplendent beaver rain!water"

The puddle of organs looked a little more relaxed and moved one of
their teeth more towards where their mouth would go.  The whole group
got up and marched to a gigantic livingroom.


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