Vinn Black
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Being iny late fifties, and understanding that I may be ADHD, this could explain a lot of my past, past actions and choices. At this point I use AI for focus, clarity and to keep me on track.
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No Lesson Here. Content Warning.
Jack and Jill went up the hill, They fucked like crazy up at the top. Jill cried and moaned to have Jack not stop. The fucked for hours and then tumbled down. At the bottom they fucked for another solid round. Then Jill had loudly cried out loud. For fuck sake I forgotten my pill. At which point Jack caught a chill. He grabbed the bucket that lay beside him, Poured out the water at which point seemed grim. Jill rolled over and threw Jack a glance, Just as she was struck by the bucket like a Lance. Stunned and bleeding Jill looked in shock, Then Jack whipped out his pistol like glock. Unloaded his clip in Jill's unfortunate crown. Saying to himself “ she should've gone down” Then stunned was Jack as reality set in. For he knew he had completed a deadly sin. Fuck it to himself he had said. Reloading the glock and shot himself dead.
By Vinn Blackabout a year ago in Poets
The 60 Second Servant ©️. Content Warning.
This kill had to be done in 60 seconds, and recorded for the payment. This was an easy task. The setup was in play. I was the Wheelman and the Poi was a thief better known as Johnny Rocket. (I'm sorry, Poi is *Person of Interest*). Johnny was widely known as a ruthless bank robber in the small towns of European Cities. He would enter the bank, rob at gunpoint and then exterminate the teller and beeline to the getaway car with an experienced Wheelman. He was never convicted, and that was remarkable in this circuit of crime. His previous job was at a random bank in Bogota. Unknown to him the bank was Cartel owned. He never had a chance from the minute he went through the bank doors. First off, he didn't research this heist enough. No one escapes the Cartel. Well, needless to say he hit the bank and killed the young female teller and got away. The problem was the teller, a niece to the Capriano Cartel's underboss, whom he had executed. Stick a fork in Johnny, as he is cooked. Now by cooked, I mean walking Deadman. Still no damn clue as to what he did. In his mind it was just another payday. Johnnys’ ticket was punched from the moment he stole from the Cartel, let alone killing the underboss's niece.
By Vinn Black2 years ago in Criminal
Thanksgiving Day Delivery
Ironically enough the drone that dropped the box at my doorstep, was a Testa model prototype. I figured a laugh was in order as the drone continued to hover in front of me after releasing the closed box, while holding a tablet for me to sign. As a board member for Testa I obliged the signature for our prototype model with pause or hesitation. This initial launch seemed out of place, however Felon Must always advised us to expect the unordinary at any moment in time. So I had just accepted this as one of those times. As I looked back at the drone while it moved through the air in a very silent and unattracting way, the logo or should I say our trademark was completely different.
By Vinn Black3 years ago in Futurism
Universal Intervention
Chapter 1 Consequences We really weren’t sure what we were dealing with at the time. The council readily accepted the intervention with absolutely no pushback, hesitation or questions. As for the rest of us, the ambassadors to the council we could only heed the directives sent to the council. Even though we had questions and uncertainties, we obliged our superiors with full acknowledgement. The last intervention we were educated on was with regards to our earthly explorations of deep ocean dives. Apparently a man named Cousteau had disturbed some deep nautical inhabitants. A result of that exploration allowed us to locate new underwater dwellers, and now the underwater dwellers know of humanoid beings. As this was explained in our educational modules we were to remain inquisitive and curious but all the while we would be deflected from learning any further, at least for while. As exciting and frustrating this became we soon learned to go about our business without raising suspicions. The council too had re-aligned shortly after we did and nothing more became of deep ocean dwellers. The odd Blackwater dwellers would appear and become a new form of sea life. Nothing too exciting for us but perhaps the scientists and explorers of deep water life were, when a new worm species surfaced or eels. The Council and the rest of us in the ambassador roles moved onto another area of focus.
By Vinn Black4 years ago in Fiction
The Facility
Before I get too deep with my debrief, I send apologies to all our victims families. Please understand that this was a very secretive covert operation. Going into this op, my only options on refusal was to be turned into an informant against my organization for non cooperation. That being imminent death, or option two, death by dismemberment. Needless to say I choose to be a mole for the good of humanity. A Decent payoff, but more importantly a clean slate with a new identity and plastic surgery, among some other enhancements, as well as remain alive. As for the enhancements, they are not of concern at the moment, or at least for the debrief.
By Vinn Black4 years ago in Fiction
