Wednesday, June 30, 2021

0630210010 - Dr. Silvers & Stephy draft

Prompt 1.
"...Dr. Silvers, It's your ex-wife on the telephone."
"Thanks Steph, Just put her on hold."
Dr. Silvers adjusted his seat, rested his pen on the desk and without hesitation reached for the telephone. "Hey Baby, It's Silbers. I am not at the desk right now, please feel welcome to leave a message at the tone." Dr.
Silvers pressed the Star key and routed the telephone call to voice mail.
Dr. Silver's rotated his chair toward the 6x9 window, and spread his gaze over the scenic hills, mountains and terrain of the California coast.
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Prompt 2.
"Hey, are you awake?" Dr. Silver's rested his hand on the shoulder of the sleeping woman. The woman shifted her weight and lifted her head to speak, "Yes, I am awake. Who are you?" "I'm Dr. Silvers, It's a pleasure to
meet you." The woman sat up and fixed her hair, "My name is Natalya." Dr. Silvers couldn't help but smile, "I know." The woman smiled back and began to stand up, "I was just taking a nap. Have you seen Annie?" Dr.
Silvers glanced downward, "No."
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Prompt 3.
'Hey, Stebe, You can't just come round the dogs house.' Dr. Silvers squinted his beady brown eyes and began to grind his teeth, "Looks just fine to me." The air was cool and the breeze was less than optimal for outdoor
activities. "You wanna smoke? It's just tabac." Dr. Silvers shifted his weight and received a cigarette from the pack, "Yeah Thanks, You have a light?" Without a moment's hesitation, Dr. Silvers instinctively reached into his
pocket a pulled out a butane-match set. The interlocutor obliged and advanced a long tip candle lighter, "Yeah, here, I ran out of hand helds... I've been using the candle lighter." Dr. Silvers grabbed the lighter by the long
tip and thrusted a taser toward the interlocutor. "Thanks," Dr. Silver's took all of the lighters and pocketed them. The interlocutor adjusted position and scanned the scene, "You need to sit or you just going to stand this
through?" Dr. Silvers smiled through dirty teeth, "I'm not hurt." Dr. Silvers moved toward the swinging bench, and helped himself to a large seat, "Actually, I'm not gonna stand." The seat was obliged and a return request
extended, "May I have my lighter back please?" Dr. Silvers reached deep into the wrong pocket to retrieve the lighter, "Oh yeah, wait...Here... Oh- It's the other, Wait... Hold on a minute... Ah... Here it is. Yeah, here you go-
". The lighter was tossed back toward the interlocutor by Dr. Silvers, and fell to the floor, "There you go- That's your grab,". Dr. Silver's comment faded in the wind.
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Prompt 4.
'Dr. Silvers is passing out civs in americas,' the woman commented to the man. '...It's every man's adventure.'
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Prompt 5.
'I'll have to leave as soon as I can. I just have to wrap some thing up first,' she proposed. '...I'll see you on the other side?' The room fell still. 'Maybe not,' it was replied.
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Prompt 6.
"Hello, Hey-O...," Dr. Silver's began to speak in a foreign language. "Are you steffucchi antoon?" The woman blinked, "No, Who is Steffucchi Antoon?" Dr. Silvers Frowned, "Ok, just checking."
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Prompt 7.
Natalya and Nikiya took their seats on the plane. James Bond walked in last, and seated himself in the front row. Dr. Bettey and Dr. Anton were seated next to the two sisters. Zakary Bettey was seated behind his parents.
The plane lifted silently in a transience. "Are these our bodies?" Natalya mumbled confused. Nikiya smiled, "Clones. Clones or our missin kids/relatives/parents kids/relatives lines/etc., gen mod, transplants, grafts,
surgery, polymer shell, drugs...amnestic drugs...maybe I dont know..Maybe cloak face...Surgery...Makeup...Implants...You look like you - kind of- maybe not, is it your body I dont know with the modern advancements in
technology even retrograde."
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Prompt 8.
"I don't want to be in a polymer shell though..." The girl anguished. "But, you don't want to age either." The scientist mentioned. "We have created a polymer shell to halt aging, until we can publish our work on genetics
to seize the clock." The girl tried to move the polymer shell jaw, "You mean cease the clock?" The scientist turned to adjust his glasses, "Well..."
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Prompt 9.
The men in suits led the woman down the hall, and stopped by door number 009. The men unlocked the door and motioned to enter the room. The girl entered the room and downturned her gaze. The men spoke
something about to meet, and told her to look. A handsome man in a suit with a clean shaven strong face smile. "Hello, My dear. It has been a while. Welcome."
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Prompt 10.
"Dad...I think I saw Grigory or a clone or one of his... " Dr. Beatles smile-frowned and mumbled to himself, "You didn't just mean what you said. Did you?" The woman expressed concern, "Dad they can't keep making
faces like mines and Grigorys on niggies n' Cans." Dr. Beatles Smiled, "You mean diggies?"
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Prompt 11.
"Look Dr. Betteys, we need you to cooperate." James Bond the Italian took a deep on his cigar and exhaled rich smoke through beautiful teeth.
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Prompt 12.
"I'll miss you..." it was said as the last moments passed.
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Prompt 13.
"Sarg, what about all this puppy crap; You can't have a dog-a-pet in your house or you'll get arrested." Sarge did not lift his eyes without remorse, "I can't help but falling in love; with dogs."
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Prompt 14.
"Let's build a bunker and a six pen." The woman remarked. "You've got to be kidding me." The man raised his eyebrow. The woman adjusted her stance, "We can hold the line with Constantine."
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Prompt 15.
"So now that she..." The Italian son held a print in his hands, and mentioned between tasks. The father lifted his eyes, "Son...give her peace."
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Prompt 16.
Nikiya proposed, "Well my mother is 100% Greek. We can put her in Greece?" The brown frowned, "No, she'ze appeasy." Dr. Bettey chirped, "She'se Cheesy!"
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Prompt 17.
"Hey, Constantine - Hold the Line! haha..." The woman laughed. Constantine never smiled, "I'm not gonna hold the line." The woman smiled, "Well, let me give ya a hand will ya. Here's a vault."
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Prompt 18.
The Jeckylopes traversed down the winding hallway. Variegated lights radiated the room in colors of purple, blue, white, black and red. The Master jeckylope motioned toward a door, "Toward the floor!" The jeckylopes
entered the room and positioned themselves on the floor. "Were they standing or lying down?" The Jeckylopes commented, "depending on circumstance, conditions, state, function, etc." The master jeckylope paused and
then advanced, "everyone lye down and stand up really fast!" The jeckylopes obliged. The master jeckylope considered, "usually we would just stand. It's figurative not literal directionally speaking, with due consideration
given to levels - informal speech/comm only... However, we must consider the importance of specificity and literality in scientific discourse. We cannot use metaphors or devoid of context to direct a process. Don't forget
your dictionaries." The jeckylopes looked to one another, "But what if the meanings change?" The master jeckylope motioned of greatness, "That is why we must remain in principle, and never cease in our works."
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Prompt 19.
"Hey Sarge, We have a surprise for you." The sargent did not stop his work without delay, and mumbled to proceed despite. The puppies brought a large box into the Sargent's office. After the puppies had gone still, the
sargent shifted his weight backwards in his chair and extended his arms over his desk, "jesus. what is that..." The puppies smiled with mischief, "It's a present. Here, come open the box." Sarge smiled and accosted, "Nah,
guys I can't...Wh.." The puppies waited eagerly for the sargent to open the box. Sargent cut the top of the box open. "Open it," The sargent ordered to the puppies. One of the puppies barked and panted in the Sargents
office. The puppy opened the box, and motioned for the sargent to peer inside. Before another moment had passed, a body of motion arose from the depths of the box to reveal itself. The woman rubbed her eyes,
looked around the room, and grimaced, "What is going on?" The puppy remarked, "You can't say that your the present. It's Sarges 60th birthday today. Please be kind. We are trying to make it special for him. He has no
family."
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Prompt 20.
"Ever been around the world in 60 second?"
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Prompt 21.
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 070120210435 - drafting N&N, wardrobe sy draft

Once Upon a time...

Nati and Niki were looking at their wardrobes together deciding what to wear...
"What are you going to wear?" asked Niki. Nati considered with pensiveness, "I..."
Niki turned to her wardrobe, and commented, "Well...What If we do our whole wardrobes in black and white, and start preparing for our marriages and progeny's marriages?"
Nati lowered her gaze and shook her head solemnly, "I don't know... That seems so far away..."
Niki paused and responded, "Well...Probably not too far away...Maybe, we could wear black ribbons for our hair?" Nati turned away, "I can't wear black...Because of my
religion...We cannot abandon white."
Two men walked in suddenly through the door and into the chamber, "Hello! We are here to helping you with your wardrobes."
Nati turned in surprise, "Oh...Who are you?"
The tall blonde did not smile, "My name is B. Do you have any alcohol or do I have to use my golden flask?" The blonde pulled a golden flask out of his pocket and took a swig.
Nati turned to Niki confused, "Do you know him?" Niki stood aghast, "No...I do not know him...Um, we don't have alcohol. We don't drink alcohol. But I have some cigarettes. I
am a brunette and not religious. My sister is a religious blonde, she has no drugs, alcohol or cigarettes; only water."
The blonde shook his head, "Yeah, I'll take one." Niki advanced an open pack, and the blonde took a cigarette. He slide a lighter out of his pocket and lit the tip, "Thanks." Niki
put her cigarettes away, "Sure, You're Welcome."
Nati stood very still while the procession occurred and was without words, "...". Following a few moments of peace, Nati turned toward the tall blonde man and furnished her
hospitality, "May you be interested in a bottle of water?" The tall, thin and handsome blonde man smiled, "Yes, please." In a kind regard, Nati extended her arm toward the
chamber's sofa couch, "May you wish for a place to rest? We have this sofa. The sofa is very comfortable." The man acknowledged her considerate gesture by nod, and seated
himself gracefully on the sofa couch. Nati turned to Niki and she reported on the proceedings, "I am going to retrieve a few bottles of water for our guests." Niki acquiesced,
"Yes, please. Thank You." Nati left promptly to retrieve refreshments for the guests.
Niki and the two guests waited patiently for Nati's return. When Nati returned, she carried four water bottles in her arms, and handed them out to the presences in the room.

The blonde male provided a verbal expression of gratitude to Nati, and had a sip of water from the water bottle. The brunette male lit a cigarette from his own pack and began
smoking. The blonde male rested for a moment, before proceeding to peruse Nati's wardrobe. "..." he inspected the clothes carefully before turning to his friend, "I don't really
like anything in here. I can't marry this... Do you make or sew clothes?" Niki paused, "She can sew, but because of her excellence of character she has waited a very long time
pretending to read books, refraining from speech, sleeping on a pea, growing out her hair and never tainting her white fingers with the poison of rusted needles and in order
that she may be married without betrayal; including without betraying her gifts to another's husband or to an insincere unmarried man. She has great respect for and fear of
women, and has no use for excellence without piety, refrain, purpose of decency and humane, proper, etc.. She has cannot free her gifts with malice to swarm and destroy
humans; and survive herself with knowing altogether."

The blonde male adjusted his glasses, "That sounds agreeable." Nati stood quietly with downcast eyes and said nothing. The blonde male went over to Nati, "Well, would you
be interested in a date sometime?"

Niki turned back toward her wardrobe; and pretended to look at her clothes. The other man came over to Niki, "Hi, My name is Chris Walsh. It's a pleasure to make your
acquaintance." Chris Walsh was tall and thin; 100% Caucasian, Amcan (West German Mix), with wavy medium brown hair and medium brown eyes. Niki glanced surprised, "It is
a pleasure to meet you; Mr. Walsh." Chris Walsh smiled and gestured a bow. Niki turned back toward her wardrobe, and continued to pretend to look at her clothes.

Meanwhile, Nati and the blonde male had taken a seat on the sofa couch.

Niki considered for a moment, and before offering Mr. Chris Walsh a seat on the other sofa couch. Chris adjusted his stance and commented, "Sure, in a minute. I'll have a seat
in a minute."

Niki turned back to her wardrobe and began to reconsider her clothes.
 Niki paused as a sudden insight appeared, "Nati, I figured it out."

Nati requested a moment from the blonde male, and walked over to Niki.

"I think I may have figured something out...I was checking a few details across multiple levels...I don't know if...or...how to say this but..." Niki trailed off.

"Well...What if it was the resource, the family, the record and the equity."

Nati listened carefully. Niki continued, "For instance, the evidence weighted equity; acquired and inherent."

Nati turned away and back again, "What do you mean?"

Niki shook her head, "My deepest apologies...I do not know...I am not sure how to say this...But, I was just looking at a few details, and our circumstances..."

Niki turned away, "To consider, a family either new with no record or old with corrupted record; To consider a corrupted family with false record including expungements or a
victim family with eradicated record. To consider the players positions and perspectives. To consider the deprecation of our...um...nevermind. To appreciate the influence of
violence and the amcan trafficker legacy, including evidence by dissemination and the increasing sumptuousness of disparagement, discredition, deprecation and destruction,
etc. to correlate with spread of trafficker influence by theft of child and familial expansion irregarded/unchecked/ill-sanctioned, etc.; to consider work by gangs of amcans that
are 100% caucasian - to consider their spread without apparent evidence by confession, document, etc. - or expectation satisfaction including supported by visual evidence and
set up to reveal or stage/reenactment of their crimes live for once and for all end - and their abuse of law. To consider that correlation causation and association non identical,
independent defines. To consider change in technology unacknowledged that has bent the language of the people to an extent that may render the language irredeemable
and unusable; including abstractions, common language, common sense, etc.."

Nati blinked, "What?"

Niki paused and reconsidered, "Is it our image, race, behaviors-habits, language ability or intelligence that is the bust? Because we have white skin, and we have decent age...
Why-"

Nati shrugged, "I don't know...I think...It's probably something we don't know that..." Nati hesitated, "That others believe, or what others believe that they don't know."

Niki was not discouraged, "We'll need a few scientists overseas with no souls, and a few dollars to leave the country. We need euthanasia arranged."

Nati considered for a moment, "What about mom and dad?"

Niki shook her head, "I don't think they are allowed to leave. They have to stay or we have no decoy. If they come with us, it's only for their cloning and surgery technique.
They're with request and arrogance; we may have to have them replaced. The family can't have access, we didn't choose their marriage or life, we got stuck in the pit of their
hatred. There is no forgiveness past the point of no redemption. They are driving the beautiful daughters into the deep."

Nati remarked, "What about Zak?"

Eh...Zak can decoy," Niki replied.
Nati grimaced, "He can't...decoy....his character...."

Niki surveyed the options, "um...what-well....he can go with you. You guys can carry the line... But dad and mom keep binding you and me and Zak into a bunch of emotional
reimbursements to their gangs and for their lives, choices, etc.. We're gonna end up paying the bill of their crimes, if we dont dog the fam and return home without cans."

Nati sighed, "I hope its not you."

Niki grimaced partially, "...I don't think it's gonna be me this time. Because I have no ties. United States has become spread and sustained it's own caucasian disillusions... Its
the reactor grounds nat. This is fair play. The grounds go downs..."

Nati waved as Chris Walsh approached, and entered the conversation, "What?"

Niki stepped aside and brushed her sleeve, "I am considering." Chris Walsh smiled, "Reactor grounds?" Niki held her breath, "No Chris, the circumstances of your amcan gang.
Our only protection is weapon. Amcan great violence."

The blonde man stood up and walked over to Nati, "Chris, have a seat." Chris Walsh took a swig out of his own flask and lit another cigarette as he approached the wall.

"We do need you to probably relocate to somewhere with better enforcement and a bunker; the law has completely topsy turvied in americas. it's too dangerous to maintain
lines. the amcans are trafficking out every gen and every line, every gen. Its gone on way too long...Disease prevalence has increased dramatically over the last four centuries."

"True. Any considerations to proffer?" The blonde man adjusted his collar and smiled, "I am chewing gum. But don't say too much..."

Niki smiled, "We cannot structure until resource addressed acquired and secured in sustainable manner."

The blonde man laughed, "Don't make too much of a spectacle out of a glass...Look, what I am trying to say is that it is far to dangerous to do anything other than oblige,
consume, acquire, etc. for women."

Niki frowned, "I deeply apologize, however, I do not understand...um...respectfully speaking..."

The blonde man paused, "What we did in the past worked however, but only rather speaking with special considerations about remains, and purpose, persistence, survival,
and threat....laaand....sppaaace.....tiimmme....everything. everything. We have now...broken all of the rules...forever. forever. forever."

Niki adjusted her position, covered her mouth with one hand and rested her elbow on the other arm crossed, "...So we wait for the downfall or stop the coaster. we wait in the
bucket or climb down the Ferris wheel...in this circumstance what are we up against, who do we conflict, contend, etc., where is the interface and is our participation in a low
level regimen required for euthanasia?"

Niki cleared her throat quietly, "It seems to me, that euthanasia is the only neglected orphan of equity."

The blonde man responded, "the permissions are between the rights of the people and the feelings of their regretted survivals...The react-"
"Reaction formation, to consider they opposite to decoy and deter revelation of character inferiority and crimes past. For example, war against asia by united states and crimes
against Asia by usa-amcan. the Sharon Petersen exemplar of mental illness is herself. just add all of those people to a list..."

The blonde man straightened his posture and smiled half sided, "Well...We did. It's only a matter of inferiority that their positions should exist at all."

Niki considered again, "The wrong leadership; threatens the hierarchy and fritters resource. We will become stretched too thin, as Greece and everyone. make a list of the
amcans and executions."

The blonde man glanced over his shoulder, "I try...But we need an army."

Niki shrugged, "Easy. I can helping always. That would be a very good advance toward stability. Good leader good people survive and good contry become and bad people
killed."

The man continued, "Sometimes war, when lesser have access to technology that they do not understand and use for selfish or false pretense/premise/etc., etc.."

Niki addressed, "Separation warranted, executions warranted, to kill stolen kids, clones, stolen genetics, stolen organs, etc., all of it. reincarnations, perturbations, novelity, etc...
Amcan not one. not first. amcan pretend, weight of punishment by pretense. Should need no war, only executions. Survival of criminal with theft is great adversary until
crippled. Giant misinformation by America say to detain, violence, injure, punish; where should only be death. Sharon crippled adversary now, lesson is to execute prompt and
without delay to avoid injury to young woman fertility by violent diseased woman trafficker always. Sometimes, very abnormal existences in america defy logic and world
heritage, conventions, etc.. Even positions executed, when mistake happen... As Petersen grave disease and human disease is mistake to sustain, despite america procreate
with Petersen by hire and favor them with wishes of grandeur and other peoples children, bodies, etc. to grant garnered...very ill america become from their feigned pity and
overt violence to grand assault by america of a foreigner."

The blonde male yawned, "I think it's probably a dupe... They seem positioned to feign lifedom."

Niki lowered her gaze, "I consider, they have no reality grounds and are ineffective vulgar diseased genetic fundaments. we cannot ever repair due vivs work."

Niki continued, "They are bar coded or marked for execution only; whoever wait so long is execution we must turn the wheel, as lee would the wiser. We cannot have these
ever foreboading shackles on the ankles of humankind; in an enduring wait for a happening or change to facilitate proper execution of amcan."

The blonde male remarked, "to be considered..."

 07112021-2159- Draft Prompt Story continued (prompt set 2)... Happy 711 Day.

Prompt 1
Niki sat very sad, "I am going to miss you, Nati."
Prompt 2
Christopher Walsh knelt down besides the bed, and slid his old hand into snow whites.
Prompt 3
"Bear Bear." Nati's Bear Bears sat on her bed. They are treasures with bear heads and blanket tails. Nati has two bear bear stuffed
animals/plush toys/etc.. Nati has quantity of two non-living non-biological non-animate objects that have a structured superior
component with resemblance to a cartoon bear head or simpilified/abstract/etc. bear head, two arms to resemble distant
appearance of bear arms or simplified/abstract/etc. bear arms or cartoon bear arms, and that have a inferior component that may
be likened to a blanket tail or fabric cut two dimensional shape in three dimensions with slight third.
Prompt 4
Christopher Walsh was sweating all over and sitting on the floor by the floor heater, "I thought this was a fan."
Prompt 5
Niki stopped in the hallway to check her phone. A few moments later, Nati wandered out of her room, "Oh hey niki."
Prompt 6
"Just call me Chris Gooze," Christopher Walsh commented to his very drugged and incapacitated victim. "I left you my card."
Prompt 7
Niki Stood in the cold wind, "Look Chris...I can't keep chasing your ghost. We've had some giant issues." Chris Walsh smiled, "What,
like chris gooze?"
Prompt 8

Prompt 9
While the town sleeps...
Prompt 10
Nikiya rested quietly in a slumber. Somewhere far far away four little bears were hard at play. The first bear was round and brown,
the second bear was cool and gay, the third little bear was fond and away. The third little bear was rare. the first bear didnt care.
The second bear was unaware or had a tare. The three bears worked by day, and played by night games of fright with twinkle
bright. The first bear went to jail for 90+ after death and life after fifty, the second bear became a trafficker, the third bear died in
agony with nothing to survive.
Prompt 11
Nikiya retrieved her plane ticket from her coat pocket and handed it to the flight attendant. "Thank You."
Prompt 12.
Nikiya died in switzerland at thirty.
Prompt 13.
'I brought you a present,' Nikiya and the Prussian man shook hands. "Of course."
Prompt 14.
The last days passed slowly.
Prompt 15.
Grigory and Nikiya were reunited once again. Thank You.
Prompt 16.
"Hey Chris! Don't eat those flowers...Don't eat that weed. Don't eat that Chevwin Weed. You'll Hallucinate." Stephanie Anton
shouted at Christopher Walsh as he left his drugged victim behind.
Prompt 17.
"Hey Chris, Black Splahsh," the men drove by safely at a normal pace.
Prompt 18.
"Look, Mr. Walsh, Christopher, I don't wanna sound the town but...America has a dark secret. Black Splash, Black Spatter. It's just a
wade a-way."
Prompt 19.
There was a workspace with a mounted window frame in the first room, and a workspace with a false window in the second room.
Prompt 20.