Some say the events of that day are unexplainable. They look for signs in the day which could be responsible for what I am about to mention. Some people reported they saw a rainbow, which must have been the cause of the miraculous events of that day. Others claimed that this was proof the world is just one big game of The Sims and we are all being controlled by God, who unfortunately was infected by a virus on his computer - “TheUNI. Verse - Series. 14,000,000,000BC”
The theory was quite simple. God’s computer was now approximately fourteen billion years old. Obviously, computers of that age usually break slightly. Due to the lessening quality of machinery, God had inevitably gotten a virus on his computer. It is rumoured that at midnight, you could hear God saying “Come on, Sims universe! Work! Holy mother of God. They didn’t make them this poorly even in the great industrial failure of one thousand septillion years ago.”
Of course, nobody knows how the events of that day came about. Except me. So I shall tell you, as long as you promise to keep it a secret. Promise? I’m not hearing a yes from you. That’s better.
You see, sometimes the windows through to different universes open on their own. This is an extremely rare occurrence and may only happen once or twice for as long as our universe exists. And there are many universes out there. On this day, a window from one universe to ours spontaneously opened. The window could be found in the house in Dubai where Helen was staying. Through this window drifted a curious spirit. But this was not any spirit. This was the spirit of a cambot.
If you have ever met a cambot, you would know of the pathetic hilarity that is attached to it. A cambot would randomly add you on a service such as msn and continue to provide sexually explicit automated invitations to join a site, no doubt riddled with viruses.
Late one night, Helen was peacefully sleeping in her room. All of a sudden, a creaking noise could be heard above her bed. Out of the window flowed an inquisitive spirit. Confused as to what this new place was, where time and space seemed to be somewhat warped, the cambot went through the three dimensional room and bumped into Helen.
Scientifically, this was a milestone. The human body is in just the right condition to hold a cambot and the cambot spirit is in just the right condition to possess a human body.
That night, the spirit had found a human body and could now live it’s life through the body of another, Helen, on the other hand, would for the next few days be in a kind of hazy trace, unable to comprehend anything.
As the sun rose, red sky was dominating the atmosphere for as many miles as the eye could see. Red sky in the morning, as we all know, indicates rain to come later on in the day, and as we also know, rain is very bad for robots, particularly cambot spirits. Helen awoke in the morning to the smell of freshly made pancakes. “Oh what a beautiful morning!” Helen thought, before she got up and went to go downstairs. Oddly, she had noticed she was walking fairly jaggedly. Her arms and legs were stiff and movements were much less than human.
We all plan what we are going to say before we say it. Even if it seems spontaneous there is a split second beforehand where we will consider our words. When Helen entered the kichen to the fesh pancake smell, she planned on saying “Good morning all! What a lovely breakfast you have cooked, Ben! It smells like thousands of sweet little things piled into on delectable slice of goodness. Sprinkled, of course, with love.”
However, when she tried to smile her face retained a completely indifferent expression and her voice was monotonous. Though she tried to say what I mentioned before, out came the words “hey babe im horny girl wanna cam xxx”
Ben stopped making the pancakes and stared at Helen, who briskly covered her face with her arms. She wondered what on earth she had just said. Opening her mouth again, out came the words “u make me wet. Wanna see me lactate 4 u?”
“Wait…” said Ben, astonished. “Helen, what are you doing? And how on earth are you managing to speak in text talk? This is not suitable talk for the children.” Remarked Ben, before turning to see Bobolous and Carver, who had dropped their knives and forks and eyes as wide as saucers. However, the one in the most shock was of course Helen. She turned around and ran out of the room, screaming “watch me cam 4 ur credit card DETAIIIIIIIILS”.
Ben and the man baby did not know what to do in this situation. They were confused as to whether they should go and speak to Helen or not. “What is up with her today?” asked the manbaby.
“I have no idea. She’s being far more unusual than normal…” Ben was highly confused.
Then Carver decided to go and offer to speak to Helen, but whilst in the process of getting out his credit card, Ben decided it was best to leave her be.
In her room, Helen sat on the floor muttering over and over again “zomg babe lol you make me wet wanna cam *muah*?” and other obscenities. She rushed for the nearest book, which happened to be the book of shadows and got out a pen. On the paper, Helen attempted to write “I can’t help it! These words are just coming out of my mouth!” but she could not help but to write “oops my panties fell down wanna see me on cam anyway xxx”.
She felt violated, like she was riddled with some sexual computer virus, though she was not a computer and viruses were not known to manifest themselves in this way. So she got up jaggedly and in desperate need of help, went to go and see Ben. She ran to him, grabbed his arm and took him to an empty room.
“Helen… I’m scared”
“hey babe wanna cam?”
“Helen? I’m gay remember? I have a husband. What is up with you today?”
“my vagina needs rubbing, come on cam and help me”
“Helen? Speak to me!”
“AUTOMATED MESSAGE : hey babes http://sexygirloncam4utoday4moneyallneedediscreditcarddetailsxxxlolmuah.com”
Ben, confused, looked at Helen blankly, she looked back coldly and indifferent, though inside she was screaming out for help.
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