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moni-logues · 2 months

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I’ve got another, warm night + balcony/terrace

*KLAXON SOUNDS*

*AIR HORNS*

Moni has written a request!!!!!! ALERT THE PRESS!!!!!!!!

Anyway, here's wonderwall

The View

Pairing: Namjoon x reader (gender neutral)

Genre: established relationship, a little fluffy, not entirely explicit smut

Summary: You and Namjoon are on holiday. He goes down on you on the hotel balcony. Finit.

Warnings: semi-public oral sex (reader receiving, no anatomy mentioned or referred to)

Word count: 1k

A/N: I have tried to make this truly gender neutral so if you spot something gendered that I have missed, PLEEASSSE let me know!!!!!

It was perfect. The breeze was warm and the air salty. You could hear the waves crashing onto the shore, the distant sound of nightlife drifting on the wind from the city. Your skin was sun-kissed, flushed, your blood rushing to the surface, the two glasses of wine you had at dinner swimming through it, making you feel loose, making life feel easy, making your heart hammer that little bit harder when a hand was placed on your hip and a body pressed up against you. He kissed your shoulder and your neck, hands sliding forward, arms encircling you.

“Happy?” he asked.

“Blissful,” you replied on a sigh. “It’s beautiful here.”

He hummed, agreeing, but far more interested in his immediate environment than he was in the one below your balcony.

“Come to bed,” he said, voice low, teeth nipping gently at your ear.

“In a minute. I like the view.”

You felt him shrug behind you.

“I’ve seen better.”

His lips curled against your skin in a smirk and you didn’t need to know him as well as you did to know exactly what he was picturing. You tutted, rolling your eyes playfully.

“You can get that view anywhere, Namjoon. This one is exclusive to this place.”

There was a pause before he replied and you could hear him thinking, teasing out the smartest answer he could get away with.

“So imagine putting them both together.”

You twisted around to look at him, confusion on your face.

“Put them together how? You don’t mean...”

He did mean. There was a glint in his eye and a twist in his mouth and his hands squeezed you, not hard but firm, deliberate. Purposeful.

“Namjoon...”

“What?”

He had the audacity to feign innocence for all of one second before the facade melted away and his wickedness returned. He didn’t bother using words to argue this time. He kissed you, pulled your body in as close as it could get, the metal bar of the balcony pressing into your back on the other side. His mouth had always been persuasive, convincing, articulate in an acutely non-verbal way and you found yourself melting into it. Into him.

He enveloped your senses. All you could taste was his mouth; all you could smell was his perfume; all you could feel was his firm, warm body pressed against yours; the roar of the waves was drowned out by the roaring of blood in your ears; with your eyes closed, flashes of light danced unnoticed on your eyelids and all of the visions of Namjoon’s intent danced in your mind.

His fingers grazed your thigh as they found the skin beneath your robe and you didn’t protest, didn’t make a peep when they continued upwards, hooked your underwear and began to drag it down, down, down. You helped, even, once it reached your knees, lifting your legs to work it all the way off, kicking it aside, not noticing the way it dangled from the edge of the balcony, almost lost, a crimson red flag of surrender to Namjoon and him having his way with you.

Namjoon was the most impatient person in almost all aspects. Almost all. When it came to this, he had the patience of a saint. He took his time, every time. Never let a second go past without savouring it fully, without sinking into it and luxuriating in every minute reaction: a soft gasp, a twitch in your thighs, the way you swallowed thick and hard, the grip of your fingers in his hair or around his arm, your breath as it got shallow, as you started to pant, as it started to come in snatches, trapped in your chest and then released in a sudden rush. He had taken the time to learn you. To learn first your body and then your heart.

As he trailed his mouth down your chest, sinking to his knees, opening your soft, white hotel robe to expose you to the night, you tipped your head back and blinked, trying to keep a clear head, trying to remember where you were so that you might control yourself a little, attempt not to give the game away, to keep quiet.

It was a resolve that dissipated into the aether as soon as Namjoon put his mouth on you. You bit down hard on your lip to stifle the moan he elicited but it was no good. You almost bit it clean off, were sure you could taste blood in your mouth. So you gave up. Gave in. Let the sound tumble from your mouth, as you took his hair and twisted it in your fingers. You felt the chuckle vibrate through his lips and bucked against him, once, then twice, then repeatedly. He let you take control for a while, using his mouth like a toy.

All your inhibitions had gone. Flown away on the breeze. All your shyness, all your potential embarrassment at being caught. It couldn’t compete with the way Namjoon made you feel. His hot, wet mouth; his sure, deft fingers. The time he spent, the attention he lavished on you. It wasn’t just the pleasure coursing through your body, the electric sparks firing up and down your spine, the goosebumps raising every hair across your arms and up your neck. It wasn’t just the tight, coiling ball low in your abdomen that Namjoon knew how to pull, tighter and tighter and tighter without release, without letting that thread snap, not until he was finished with you. It wasn’t just the nights of pleasure.

It was the swelling of your heart when he looked up at you, eyes shining and sweet, even at their darkest. It was the skip of its beat at the sound of his voice. It was the care with which he treated you at every moment, the consideration, the respect. The honest way he went about making sure everything you did was a mutual pleasure. Even the stuff that was never pleasurable: moving house, hospital visits, washing up. It was the light he brought into your life when you met that still glowed now, all these days and weeks and months later.

“Fuck!” you cried, legs twitching, threatening to fail, as Namjoon pushed you to the precipice.

Every gasped breath came accompanied by a quiet whine; every flick of his tongue came accompanied with a flash of colour across your vision. Then you came, accompanied by the crash of waves on the shore, the cry of Namjoon’s name from your lips, and the rumble of the responding hum from his.

You dropped, slowly, to your knees, collapsing into Namjoon who greeted you with a sticky kiss, the taste of you all over his tongue. He brushed your hair from your face and smiled.

“Yeah, this is a much better view.”

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bigbadripley · 1 year

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Chapter 22 - Thunder

Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockley x Female!OC

Summary: Marc never expected to see his childhood friend Simone ever again. To Simone, Marc may as well have been dead. However, when Simone met Steven 15 years after Marc disappeared, she couldn’t help but notice how familiar he was.

Warnings: Heavy language, OC with religious trauma, childhood trauma, sexual trauma, the effects of this in adulthood, smut mention, death mention, graphic descriptions of death, missing persons, maybe some typos, kidnapping, torture, violence, blood, gore, bodily fluids, DARK STUFF.

Tagging for the loves: @ahookedheroespureheart

A/N: This one is particularly brutal and has moments of graphic grodiness. Only proceed if you can handle the themes included in the warnings.

Minors DNI, DL;DR, if I miss a warning, please let me know.

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"Sick of chasin' Highs and lows in all these different places Devils workin' I can feel it, I know he's obsessed with me Please don't catch up to me runnin' from Fear in my mind" -"Thunder" by 99 Neighbors

It took several tries for Simone's recording to work for them, not for lack of trying, and plenty of excuses were made for why before they were honest with themselves:

It's just not the same. She's not here.

Their last-ditch effort to get hypnosis to work without Simone being present seemed like a more comical approach with unnecessary steps like earbuds for concentration and spritzing her perfume all over the room in her apartment. They thought it would be hopeless until Marc remembered what she had told him:

I need your undivided attention, no skepticism.

That was the ticket, and they were standing outside Marc's body, which was cross-legged on the floor of Moni's living room, with Steven in the same suit as before and Jake in the cap and jacket. They stood around his real body just the same as they did before in the astral plane.

"Fellas," Jake spoke first, now open to their existence enough to notice them this time. Marc and Steven had heard the recording enough times to know the next part was for Jake to take the body and for them to go to the mirrors, but that step didn't come.

The two stared at each other, waiting and realizing it was taking too long.

"Did the earbuds unpair?" Steven asked. Marc shrugged,

"I don't think so." He answered, stepping dreamily to the wall on their left and seeing that the charger wasn't hooked into the outlet. "Fuck." He hissed. "The phone died."

Steven immediately remembered that he was the one who suggested plugging it in, but nobody thought to see if the phone was actually charging. "So, we're stuck here?" He asked with a bit of panic.

"Not unless we get this sorted out this time." Marc replied, referring to coming to some kind of agreement with Lockley.

"I already told you, schmucks, I don't want what you're sellin'." Jake piped up. "Not unless you can give me something to work with."

Marc felt the same biting irritation for Jake as he did before. The smug, asshole-for-the-hell-of-it attitude was radiating off of him, and it made Marc want to be an asshole back.

There's no time. Marc thought before he spoke. "Moni's missing. We need your help finding her."

"Missing?" Jake started, crossing his arms and shifting his weight to his left leg. "The hell did you two do?" Jake asked, assuming Simone ran off to avoid them. This assumption got under Marc's skin, but that didn't stop him from explaining what they knew. At the mention of Walton, Jake cut Marc off. "Yeah, I remember a couple a' cops showing up at her door askin' about that guy. You think he's got her?"

"No other reason she'd be gone. He's a real psycho, too, so we must hurry up with this." Steven answered his question, trying his best to ignore that Jake was at Moni's place.

Jake stood for a moment, unbelieving of what he was hearing. He realized if they were willing to put aside the bargaining and make this work, he was also ready to look past it. "Alright, how do we do this?"

Marc and Steve looked at each other knowingly, having gone through the motions before, as Marc answered Jake's question. "Let's start opening some doors, see what connections we can make."

Simone woke up several times throughout the night, still tied to the chair and still trying to wake up from what could only be a horrible dream before Walton would zap her with her own hot shot. Soon after, she would fall back to sleep due to her groggy state that reeked of concussion city.

This time when she woke up, a small beam of light shone through the boards covering the single window of the room she was in. It wasn't much, but it burned her eyes and made her already achy head pound more. Once she could get her eyes opened enough, she studied the space around her. Cement floors, brick walls, and no doubt a single level.

She imagined the rancid smell that had offended her nostrils all night was from the garbage pile in the corner to her left nearest the window until she dared to look to the right corner. The sight horrified her beyond screaming. She was entirely frozen by the stack of her patients, one on top of the other like a sick collection. Each was brutally beaten and strangled, just like the victims that initially landed Walton in prison.

Simone began to retch and heave, unable to look at poor Corey's face directed right at her with bulging eyes and cold, dead lips. Her mouth was still taped, and she hadn't eaten since noon the day before, so hot bile was the only thing to come up. It filled her mouth, and with no way of expelling it, Simone had no choice but to swallow it again.

The sound of a door opening behind her startled her again and caused her to stop her weeping, afraid of getting shocked or hit again. Heavy footsteps circled behind her, and the feeling of another presence caused the hairs on her neck to stand. Once Walton was in her view, she saw him smiling like he was revisiting an old friend.

"G'morning, doctor. I brought you some breakfast." He said, holding a plastic takeout container and placing it in her lap. She eyeballed it, scared to react. "I'll remove the tape, but you can't scream."

Right, you probably have my fucking zapper in your pocket, you fuck. She thought to herself. Walton took the corner of the tape into his fingers and pulled it slowly, causing Simone to relish the feeling of air on her lips pruned again.

He let the tape drop to the floor and pulled a metal chair over to her from the other side of the room, sitting in front of her. He opened the takeaway container to reveal two pieces of toast and some beans with a disposable fork. It didn't look appetizing, given the smells and sights around her.

"I'm not hungry." She said, voice barely reaching above a squeak from her raw throat. She was thirsty if anything. Walton's eyes filled with confusion that Simone couldn't help but mistake for stupidity.

I know you got a lot of shit wrong with you, but fuck dude, you think I wanna eat right now?

"Now, doctor, you'll need to eat something some time." He told her, smiling again and revealing his gnarly teeth. She could smell his breath from where he sat and couldn't tell what was worse: the bodies or his halitosis. "I'll go get you some water, and we'll begin our session. How about that?"

Walton obviously brought her here because he thought she could help him. She knew there was a small chance she could reason with him, and she took the opportunity.

"John, you know how this whole thing looks, right?" She asked, turning on the tone she would use with him during her visits. It was tender but stern.

"Yes, I know it looks proper awful, but you understand me. You know why I had to do all of this."

Walton wasn't an idiot. He knew right from wrong but did not feel remorse or fear punishment for wrongdoings. Where ordinary people had a conscience, Walton had an empty space. From what Simone could gather, he saw her as a way to fill in for that, like Jiminy fucking Cricket. She pushed harder.

"This won't end well for you if you keep me here, John. Let me go with you to turn yourself in. We can get you in a facility instead of prison."

Walton seemed to think about it seriously, and Simone almost called it a victory until he shook his head. "I can't do that, doctor. My only option is to keep you, and we can work on me."

Simone suddenly found it hard to keep the kind voice with him. He didn't understand that holding her against her will wouldn't do him any good and that he didn't have a good track record for keeping victims alive. "Walton, you can't keep me here."

"But I can, and I will."

"No, you need to let me go, asshole!"

Her word use caused him to pull the zapper out of his pocket and hit her with it on her arm, sending a jolt through her entire body. She squeaked and squirmed the moment it touched her skin. "Fuck you!" She let out in response. Walton didn't take kindly to that either and hit her with the device again, this time to her bare, sweat-sticky thigh. She didn't outburst this time. She only sat and acknowledged the pile of her patients in the corner.

I deserve this, don't I?

"That's the last of the memories, but I don't think that broke down any barriers. We're still in our head." Steven said as he closed the door to the flat behind them.

"I'm still thinkin' this won't work." Jake piped up with a shrug.

"It has to work. This is our only option." Marc responded. The three stood in a triangle shape with his body in the middle again, just like before. The haziness of the ultra-focused state was making him exhausted, but he knew they needed to find a way.

"It wouldn't've come to this if you'd protected Simone better," Jake said. He was getting frustrated and worried just as much as the other two about Simone's safety. Jake realized he probably liked her more than he initially thought and wanted to see her okay.

Jake's fingerpointing was nearly the tipping point for Marc. He had enough of dealing with the alter's mouth through their walk down memory lane. He didn't need Jake to blame him for her disappearance because he had blamed himself enough already. "You didn't exactly do a fantastic job either, pal." He responded, stepping toward him with an extended finger. Jake squinted,

"I'm just sayin', for the star of this show, you sure fuck up a whole lot." He said with a huff. It was already established that they could touch each other in this state, and once Marc remembered that fact, he brought his fist up to hit Jake for his criticisms.

"Enough! Both of you!" Steven objected, stepping between them before it got too heated. "Fighting won't bloody help. I've got another idea."

Marc blinked away the red and took a step back, observing how collected Jake looked through all of this. Jake was used to pissing people off.

"Whatcha got, English?" Jake asked Steven first. Steven tweaked an eyebrow at the nickname before turning his attention to Marc.

"You remember in the Duat? When we accepted ourselves and all that jazz? You've got to do that again."

"I dunno, buddy. I can't accept that this guy is any part of me."

"Well, he is. He's a bit rough around the edges, yeah, but he wants to find Simone just like we do."

It was hard for Jake to come to terms with not being his own man. All this time, he thought he was the original. He didn't want to accept it but knew there would be no other choice. "So I gotta accept that this is real shit, eh? I gotta say that I'm not... me?" Jake asked, unable to hide the disappointment in his voice. He didn't know if he could do it.

"You're still you, Lockley. You're just a piece of the puzzle. Doesn't make you any less real." Marc answered, sounding much more reassuring now that he saw Jake show a human emotion that wasn't cynical prick.

"Alright." Jake started, exhaling heavily. He wanted to believe in it for the sake of his hermosa. "I'm Jake Lockey, alter of Marc... uh-"

"Spector," Marc said with an eye roll.

Can't remember my name for shit. No wonder he calls Moni all those stupid nicknames. He thought. Jake snapped his fingers and pointed to Marc like he had come to the conclusion on his own. "Spector!" He exclaimed. "Did it work?"

The three looked from one shared face to another like confused triplets. Nothing felt different. They weren't sure exactly what they needed to feel, but they all figured it wasn't happening.

Steven, being the one who remembered their time in the Duat the best because obviously, though dead, it was the most exciting thing that ever happened to him, answered the question. "There's more to it. You and Marc have to accept your place in the system. I, for example, was the protector when Marc was young."

"That means you're the protector from dangers in adulthood. You popped up when I was in the Marines." Marc added his own point.

Jake thought of the memory they revisited, where he fought with a lance corporal before stealing a humvee and making a break for it. He remembered being confused, unsure of why he was there in the first place. That was until he saw what transpired before he took over.

"I guess I am, huh?" Jake confirmed, more to himself than the other two.

"And no matter how much I want to obliterate your face for sleeping with Moni," Marc stepped forward, holding back his tone. They were working together now. "I know you're here to help, not harm."

"So, uh, do we hug now?" Jake asked.

"We can start with a handshake," Marc answered, holding his right hand out. Jake gave it a once-over and brought his own hand to it, sealing the deal.

Before anything else could be said, Jake was suddenly awake, sitting on the floor with Simone's phone in his lap and earbuds in. He looked around, realizing he had woken up and taken over as usual.

"Did it work?" He asked the open air, fearing the other two wouldn't make it out.

"Right here, mate," Steven answered first.

"That makes two." Marc chimed in. "Alright, let's get our girl."

Simone couldn't tell how long she had her there. After an hour of listening to Walton ramble on and on about his homicidal tendencies and trying to pretend to care, he finally left her alone again. From there, she fell asleep again due to the haziness of her head and lack of nourishment.

She soon couldn't tell if it was a new day or still light outside, but the dimness told her it was sundown or sunup. She had already wet herself several times. The room's funkiness only worsened, and the smell alone was almost enough to drive her mad. From the darkened corner, she saw a figure emerge. Large, tall, balding... it was her tío. His mouth wasn't moving, but he laughed at her and told her she did this to herself.

"Eres un bastardo y un perdedor..." She responded, knowing he was a thing of fantasy but called him a bastard and a loser. Once the words fell out, the door behind her opened again, and the same footsteps as before followed.

"What did you say, doctor? I don't speak Spanish." Walton said, coming around to the metal chair with another takeaway container.

"It wasn't meant for you." She answered honestly.

"Talking to yourself's not healthy." He replied, pulling a slice of toast from the container and attempting to slip it into her mouth. Simone, for a moment, wanted to eat it and willingly took the bite before she chewed and grew disgusted. The lack of flavor and the smell of blood and rot made the taste unbearable. In response, she spat it onto the floor. "You're probably losing your mind because you're not getting nutrients. I need you better, doctor."

"You only try to feed me fucking toast and beans. You clearly don't know how to care for another human being." Simone bit angrily. Walton tutted at her,

"You're right. I didn't plan on keeping you this long, honestly."

"Solo déjame morir," Simone replied. She told him to let her die. Not begging, but in a way that expressed her misery with the conditions. She started to believe she would be better off.

Walton raised an eyebrow and got close to her face, "I already told you I don't understand." He whispered. She was getting under his skin with her use of another language. Walton ultimately wanted control but couldn't if he didn't know what she was saying.

"Fuck you, inmate." She spat, emphasizing the first word. Walton began making a tsk sound at her, seeming disappointed that she wasn't cooperating. He reached into his pocket, and instead of the zapper, he pulled out a pocket knife.

"I need you to work with me, doctor." He said before opening the knife and bringing the highly sharp blade across the skin of her right cheekbone. She winced away from the knife as the stinging grew worse, carving into the meat of her face and drawing enough blood to bead down to her jaw. Walton raised his other hand to the opposite end of her face, keeping it still. "You did this. Your scars are your own doing."

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sirjustice1319 · 3 years

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If u want the automated vending machine, u write the same then below write what u want, sections as per ya commodities to be in display and accept card or your nation coins/notes as u write the nation name b4 crossing going down with lines/arrows and even with enable phone transaction or WiFi or take already made and below it step on the written above and can even add all the lock system as heat panel, Bluetooth and fingerprint enabled and below the Cd hole like started to rust iron sheet on ya compound, heap guava and hay on holes within gone up places within ya yard as u chop hay bars on board soaked in milk/sewer water or cereal or in all veggies/fruits/berries and leaves not being chopped in the board or wash feet in surgical spirit with kids hands smeared on those extracts on wall either plastered or of stones or still block but in the dark

And with wireless cashless ATM or transaction kiosks, take the photo of 1 then below it b4 step write all u want incorporated into that machine as with categories of all world money denomination and exchange rate index, send to smartphone section, send to mobile money of any nation category, buying goods bar/section, send cash to mobile or an a/c within the kiosk section as u step on within CD hole on hay with cement fumes, heap guava and ripe paw paw as u chop hay in board in all mentioned as above in the dark or wash 1 hand with kid in surgical spirit with sand inside or heap guava and hay, chop ripe mango in wood boards soaked in raw mango seed grinned extract or in all as mentioned above or wash feet in surgical spirit with all group of people as kids, young and old male and female and even with pets inside the solution in the dark in ya compound gone up places or on road dude, hand steadfast on the wall or nearby tree within ya yard or projection from above the house like the ceiling or timber above like rope or metal or Hyde dude and boom ya machine bro

School intranet thing or website or computer system 4 doing exam, write the same and step on within CD hole on hay extract with cement fumes, heap mango and hay in ya yard gone down places b4 chopping hay on wood soaked in mango juice, raw, or in all the above as mentioned or washing feet with kids in surgical spirit and when u add sand or soil gives ya the Intranet radar signal of long range or if u add cooked cabbage with raw kale while the tablets, heap hay and guava, us step on hay on wood board soaked in hot milk or in all the above semi hot, in ya yard gone down places, wash ya feet with kids in surgical spirit mixed with milk or turn tables with barley bottles on top as Christ did in the temple and boom ya gadgets dude or chop mango, raw, on wood soaked in milk or cold all mentioned as above to be soaked in dude as veggies/fruits/leaves or fruits or guava juice 4 the radar gain dude, choice your dude. This bar people exam and its related cheating as each kid gets the exam questions via the country intranet or school district thing and as if u write the exam code or name and step on given rather they be coded or given serial number so people don't make prior to them being disbursed or in store just waiting 4 the exam day and each subject and in each year got a different code cause if same asks the devil of the same inside after writing the code and step and boom the exam leakage dude

You can write new infection strain/virus or bacteria b4 us step on, on CD hole with all extracts as above i.e cabbage, in gone down places within ya yard, wash feet in surgical spirit with women and kids either male or female as u interchange as with adult population in the dark or chop mango on wood soaked in milk or hay on wood soaked in milk and boom the strain like Covid or HIV/aids given to ya in a small perfume like bottle either water borne or air borne if u partake or smell the virus became wide spread and not after long ask 4 vaccine by writing or any other prolong life drug to get cash or monies dude

With Voting ballot machine as above, u can write below it b4 step pos machine like ballot paper accepting and counting wireless relay to app system with WiFi and u don't stop there write again b4 finally crossing, sensor 4 Biro ink or stain to count on the incumbent selected or chosen results relayed electronically via WiFi to computer or smartphone via app as it give ya that app as well when u step on the above on hay within CD hole below the hay milk or hay with cold milk in gone up places within ya yard made holes, wash ya feet in surgical spirit with kids inside kitten pet as well or lizards or mango cut pieces including the seed but in the dark or chop hay on wood soaked in white guava extract in mud or in euphorbia in old clothes as the choice yours and boom ya machine

Most Canadians as well worked in the chain store as surveillance team or monitor team within the chain store walk ways or repair bicycles dude, collected and taken their dude, people of same profession they love got some kind of shared genes, a polite people of no corruption loving dude or of no words

#Shake

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sirjustice226-blog · 4 years

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Maturity

Gay tricks, tinting my image to the women around me,cause has known my potential, so that in times futurity, thinking they will be my gay. Women take heed of such characters who needs to be eliminated in the society in 1 way or another yet later they take the character of the ostrich burying their head in the sands, bringing their kids to u not to talk to them lightly but resume their mother responsibility with them which if not they start behaving in circles u dont want kids, yet those kids they themselves have warmed them to stay away from them as they don't like disturbance. Question is who are u even if 1 eat in ya house 10 years that in ya eye aint good but now on track, leave him alone cause it has not fallen on ya as he himself and that's maturity dude. Hindu were waiting 4 the dredger that overlaps not 4 the debris to fall inside the bearings to hinder its operation to get to south pole and attack nations against them with it or on just already dug holes as in Migosi ksm reason why they are still intact here not wanting to get to their nation but now such spheres can be monitored using a 5 yr plane or unmanned drones

U can bring down like the cargo drone explained below when it transverse ya territory lest it violets the altitude law upon which it can come law on 1 land.

Even the drone can scoop water at the sea to be used to make table salts and other salts in chemistry. Britain could make such salts and sell to Eu nations which knows not that. As well as making soda, tooth paste, brush, shoe polish, bags, belts and juice drinks as many British or German firms are situated in other Eu nations.

The E-motor car, can have 2 gear to make the speed even come low at intervals which i was told is hard with it in a traffic snarl up or slow pace driving. 1 gear on the motor mouth like the gear of electric fan and another on the gear. So 4 low speed u place on the motor mouth gear the lowest speed it rotates with as well as the same to reduce the voltage to the very motor that has the gear to reduce speed, so its a 2 way reducing the speed of the gear on the motor side while still having another option on the gear box itself dude. Can move as slow as the gas propelled 1 dude.

When u chew Ginger in 1 house they don't live ya alone as u hurl the waste on the floor or table they see as disrespect. Life teaching dude. When u take tea with such people they live u all alone as remedy.

With artificial tea, don't get the tea straight away but make it leaves counterpart by buying a few then do the boom process to form much b4 u process in ya factory yaself. Got less side effect as made tea directly without undergoing the factory process

Facial wash and scrubs as well are made of flowers which Britons and Germans capitalize on to sell to Eu nations and adjacent nations in the Arab world or Middle East which if they know the same meaning declined economy 4 the like of the name former nations above. Friends we cant afford to teach an old dog new tricks of survival as above. Many wine and liquor brands are made using the cut flowers above, buy each Eu liquor and have every flower brand, smell if they conquer and go 4 that flower and make such perfumes or liquor, lipsticks and more dude. Kitchen ware as cooking utensils is another area like the Turkey made ones sold to other Eu nations and worldwide like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=internation+brand+utensils&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjIu-nAvOzpAhUiD2MBHQ80DqAQsAR6BAgIEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

When the below in the link brake shoes are placed inside the hand made welding machine instead of the brass made ones, they act as a step-down transformer as opposed to the brass which step up the power so that's their utility. Make 4 us wires coated not in the normal way with plastics, rubber or painted but the outer cover is the fire proof fire-brigade clothe materials, that if we place in the step up-down transformer can never burn up unless it blows up as well as in motor or generator coil. Make work easy stop much reproach dude or make the same already having the same as u talk to Mr Devil to do the same bro, can save us a big time

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=fire+protective+clothes+images&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj9zargvOzpAhUP8BQKHRMbCigQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=brake+shoe+images+of+a+motor+bike&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj57aDrvOzpAhWOERQKHQHoDnYQsAR6BAgFEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://jiji.co.ke/nairobi-central/power-equipments/juakali-welding-machine-9ZK3H30Z6LblAwvFiDKxwXEt.html

http://www.offroaders.com/technical/12-volt-wiring-tech-gauge-to-amps/

New China made metallic wood legged beds in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=new+wood+legged+metalic+beds+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjKnILAv-zpAhWEweAKHTtLAsQQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=new+wood+legged+metalic+beds+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1C7a1jBxgFg9c8BaAFwAHgAgAHKAogBhDGSAQgwLjIyLjQuNJgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=3y7bXoqxOYSDgwe7lomgDA&bih=654&biw=1024&client=firefox-b-d

Taking out capture drone engine like with Pakistani military drones and incorporating in ya mini-plane like in the link below

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9LFO8v8bkcA

Getting to the USA and getting free food daily is like eating in one house, after getting to the USA and explaining the shift above that its good than Kenya, still blind folded to force me with shit yet its me who have told them the online money gimmick and how to print many a nation denominations which they do the same to give them that confidence of bad character and to hide in hard jobs or labor that takes u nowhere forcing people without that knowledge to join that with them it has moved them yet the above gimmicks. Wants to cheat and lure the world. Counterfeit money detector bro hampering the above plan, so don't be wild but rethink homie.

Applying oil as body lotion many are made as described below with like the Kenyan sold cut flowers and that’s their utility. With wedding and burial flowers most are synthetic where a photo gotten from the net of such placed in a a big container of cold sewer water and the boom process done and there it is bro. With the applying oil as lotion, perfumes, deodorants, paints or polish, u place the cut flower in the same water or snow flakes and tell the devil which u want in the dark and made even with the casing. Britain main source of income 4 selling such finished goods to Eu, which other nations has learnt as well depreciates Kenyan export as well as declined UK economy as witnessed now dude.

Like I told Nigerians, if u place chapati in sewer water in the boom process gives ya jets, while the outer casing of biro pens or Githeri gives ya jets as another process whereas u can just place a single spare part or photo 4 the same gadget to be produced, Mandazi rockets, Cake Home appliances and with more food parts and leaves place in the same after eating neem leave, after meditation u can see that gadget and use the boom process to make the same bro

With the shaft that is rotated on the rocket like machine used to make holes across the earths surface from below to above, it can overlap on where its attached to the motor to make the soil/ debris falling not to get in between the greased bearings to hamper the machine operation b4 the grills of the shaft get finished b4 it comes down 4 replenishment.

China Hungry as most disadvantaged nations in Eu and Asia now are eye E-buses in deemed 3rd world nations where they have brought the covid thing to raise funds 4 such esp those nations big wings in politics like Russia, that’s why they have come up with the gear boxes in the link below, where u can just buy the body of the bus and placed the cheap gear bellow and get on saving like 70% cash that u could have payed more when buying the E-buses as currently priced as with Innoson Nigerian buses or Kayoola Ug buses. This creates another spirit of calmness as dignitaries seemed perplexed with their plans rather they are opting for the cargo drone in the link below which the government should control to avoid the soliciting of funds from public as seen with covid as people want to get rich quickly and stay afloat as it has no repair.

https://www.alibaba.com/showroom/worm-gearbox.html

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/High-Speed-Gearbox-big-Worm-Planetary_60045236423.html?spm=a2700.7724857.normalList.21.66866c4fwau1ND&s=p

The cargo drone in the link below can be automated to carry a certain no of people as it sense weight b4 taking off like 1000kg or the monies inserted as vending machine accumulates to ascertain amount b4 it can take off, directly above to ascertain height which is detected by the altitude meter which is set at that height to make it stop going up rather gets horizontally as per moving on the ground/road then when reached its destination again the bearing scale automatically enables that 4 it to sense the same and stop going further horizontally but descend vertically to the ground to make you alight without any1 controlling it. To fall it has a button to press and the upper part releases a parachute to take it slow to the ground. It can be made not to get that up but like 100-200 ft above the earth crust. Images of altimeter made in China 4 measuring altitude and with any other WiFi/Automated controlled machine

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=Digital+altimeter+made+in+china+images&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiYjsaIhurpAhULHxoKHWvfDTkQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=altimeter

Russians as they kill people and hurl them to the outside world via the poles, likewise if they don’t listen up, the same indictment falls on them

This alibaba timer from China or at Jumia shopping can be used to rotate the rod of the Mini Micro Small 3-phase Wind Turbines Hand Alternator Generator when gears are added to rotate it fast to produce between 12-24 Dc to be channeled to a SCC Solar Charger Controllers b4 channeling the same to an Electric Inverter to give ya 120-240 Volts to to used in household or power ya business. While to make the sequence of turning the timer when the set time lapse after 60 mins back to make it take 60 mins to rotate, u use the 12 Dc gear motor tied on a belt to turn the timer back at every 60 mins when it has lapse its time to return to rest mood. The Geared motor uses the 12 Dc immediate from the SCC to operate where the same 12 Dc motor uses a 12 dc set timer to turn the above timer at every end of 60 mins lapse as it can be set to allow power to the motor at the 59th minute to give the timer power to ever works as in the links below

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-dkj1-60-60-minutes-60m-timer-switch-for-electronic-microwave-oven-cooker-10288237.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=alternator+generator

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=no+fuel+generator

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=Mini+Micro+Small+3-phase+Wind+Turbines+Hand+Alternator+Generator

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=alibaba+12+dc+gear+motor+images&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwju_MHji-rpAhVJXhoKHaGJB2EQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

https://www.jumia.co.ke/20a-lcd-solar-charger-controller-dual-usb-solarmax-mpg214777.html

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/FIXEDSTAR-SMR-Shaft-Mounted-Speed-Reducer_60568934917.html?spm=a2700.galleryofferlist.0.0.541e75d9BExqBU&s=p

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/DM-70SS3540-double-shaft-dc-geared_62137574609.html?spm=a2700.galleryofferlist.0.0.541e75d9BExqBU&s=p

N/B 4 small gear box micro, u can shop 4 the mouth of 6-12 dc Geared motor as in the immediate link above to mount it on the mouth rotating of the Generic DKJ/1-60 60 Minutes 60M Timer Switch For Electronic Microwave Oven Cooker

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-fantynes-lcd-relay-switch-weekly-programmable-electronic-time-timer-12v-23874116.html

As i have lost the China link with well elaborate Diagram of the above, as u can buy the same if u r a technitian and make ya own as it will much more expensive than buying the china made.

Once u got cash, friends, i Know not, something gets to ya as u come to like vomit is u realize a woman or a lady comes from the Ghetto as u want ever clean women and if u listen to the songs of the poor like Riddim ya soul is soothed to want not to works as u see a gunman kind cocking the gun when u think of posh neighborhood. Friends answer me, with me only or u as well see the above. Riddims makes people lazy and pro-groups. Munapimwa, get tested for ya finality. Getting to knowing ya!!!!!

With posho mill u insert tamarind seed in the boom process

Fog security machine

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/Fog-machine-security-smoke-machine-fog_60840725533.html?spm=a2700.pcdrm.normalList.97.2f95zM6nzM6nzC

Eggs that do not denature the teeth easily as those made of cut coconut, raw/ripe mangO or fruits in 1 way or another does the same. You take normal yachted egg then hit to crack like preparing an omelette then put in a freezer to solidify not to poor out if u place in cold milk or water and do the boom process to form much like with SA or u can crack the boiled 1 as cut into pieces and do the above. Cooked cabbage as well makes clothing attires when photos of such u want placed inside a Heep and the boom process done. With tissue u place cut raw banana or cassava or cut boiled egg in hot water and do the boom process and ya soviet, tissue or latex glove made as the same latex glove u can place few sample in water to make the same.

And i Britain many handle food not with their bear hand but using the same, even with those working in the restaurants are encouraged to use the same in the rests rooms as many Muslims who wipes they ass using bear hands have resorted to the same to boost its sales. Just with now every1 forced to wash their hands b4 entering a joint the same and, kinda, now its a culture, the same with the gloves which can be a source of cash to the govt as opposed to the Covid corrupt way.

Kinda, the Kenyans and many Hindu as African nations, lovers of good things now have realized Britain weak, but in pretense wants to help them stay afloat while targeting their land as USA, Canada or Russia proves futile as the black men are feared of quick response than many white which they targets as explained above. They are eye Britain as per my investigation or as the adage goes and a blessing in disguise dude as what they have wanted in time past but in pretense is now becoming conspicuous dude.

The cut flower sold to Eu markets when their green part of leaves dries, are used in the boom process to make shoes, paper and some kind wood electronics which many nations don’t know which products makes such in the boom process. Electric products such as sound systems etc

While they pluck the colored part of the flower petals to make scent soaps, detergents, lip sticks, certain ink pens, markers and children color pencil, eye colour and nail polish as in the below link

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=nail+polish+images&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiG1JOA3urpAhWFr3EKHXMRAncQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

https://www.google.com/search?q=lip+stick+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwj-l6yC3urpAhUa0eAKHbiLBPQQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=lip+stick+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzICCAA6BAgAEEM6BggAEAcQHjoICAAQCBAHEB5Q-boBWL7QAWCX2QFoAHAAeACAAdQCiAHDEJIBBTItOC4xmAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=cELaXv6fJpqigwe4l5KgDw&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-d

https://www.google.com/search?q=eye+colour+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiF4vCQ3urpAhXFwuAKHdodC_cQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=eye+colour+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzICCAAyBggAEAcQHjIGCAAQBxAeMgYIABAHEB4yCAgAEAgQBxAeMgYIABAFEB4yBggAEAUQHjIGCAAQBRAeMgYIABAIEB4yBggAEAgQHjoECAAQQzoICAAQBxAFEB5Q2_gCWLyRA2CrmwNoAHAAeACAAfoBiAHHEZIBBDItMTCYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=j0LaXsXeBsWFgwfau6y4Dw&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-d

https://www.google.com/search?q=children+color+pencil+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiU35-r3urpAhVL8xQKHdP0CyEQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=children+color+pencil+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoECAAQQzoCCAA6BggAEAcQHjoICAAQCBAHEB46BggAEAgQHlCopAFYrsoBYPTMAWgAcAB4AIABgwKIAfcjkgEGMC4zLjE4mAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=xkLaXpTkGMvmU9Ppr4gC&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-d

https://www.123rf.com/photo_83966590_alchevsk-ukraine-july-27-2017-children-s-body-painting-with-paints.html

https://www.google.com/search?q=accesories+hanged+on+xmas+tree&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjJgeDg3urpAhWs2uAKHfCRCaQQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=accesories+hanged+on+xmas+tree&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoFCAAQsQM6AggAOgQIABBDOgYIABAIEB46BAgAEB46BggAEAoQGFDenQNYpeYDYOvsA2gBcAB4AIAB0AKIAes4kgEIMC4zLjI2LjKYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=NkPaXsmOJay1gwfwo6agCg&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-d

https://www.google.com/search?q=paper+accessories+hanged+on+xmas+tree+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwj4qYWT3-rpAhUL-RQKHYM7A1gQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=paper+accessories+hanged+on+xmas+tree+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1DKGFiBJGDuLGgAcAB4AIABsQKIAaINkgEHMC4yLjQuMZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=oEPaXvjZBIvyU4P3jMAF&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-d

And even wedding cakes and ice cream of different taste and scent are made with the cut flowers above, where Britain sell such to Eu, Image that huge profit which when the same has been unearthed results to decline in Forex earnings meaning recession dude. U place much flower in cold milk or yogurt as curdled milk and do the boom process and ya picnic cake formed. Now Kenyans stop selling cut flowers to Eu markets, rather make finished products like above b4 they resell to ya at exorbitant price to make super-normal profits.

U have been warned, where is it headed when that online cash has been eliminated to start again wanting the very food of people u r told to avoid. Big shame, give pussy girl and giving birth to many kids as well wont take ya anywhere instead breed the vices seen now even more. Stop dude and respect whats in tumblr a/c sirjustice199 period which now u have learnt u cant delete bro

Another way Britain get money is targeting winter as they eye Xmas gimmick to sell cold syrup or medication to those nations experiencing winter and dont know the boom process of making such medicines. Which if they learnt the same, we got a poor Britain. As making such entails, taking smashed deep fried Nile perch mix with french fries when cold and place in water and do the boom process b4 the same formed and other brands can be made using seldom apple or Euphoria as wild sunflower as well in the boom process above and other medications like yellow fever or anti-malaria medications and more like with study books and journals of success which as well are made out of hay, as inserting a few copies inside the hay and do the boom process b4 such books u want are formed or placing such in sewer water or in chaff etc. As well as printing dubious money as described in tumblr sirjustice199 a/c.

Egg incubator in the link below, To know yachted egg try to incubate to see if it can hatch, if not is artificially made

https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100009456658232

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bassfanimation · 7 years

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Hey all,

just wanted to make a post here to thank everyone for your generosity and friendliness at 221B!

I’m so sorry I was either MIA or conked out this year. :( My body decided somewhere on Saturday that it wanted to get sick, and of course, I now have a cold. That’s why I just passed out in a chair for the remainder of Saturday night. I knew something was up, because I do not just sleep easily in random chairs, LOL. I’m sorry if I came across as pissy or aloof, I just really wasn’t feeling well. I actually stayed home from work yesterday because I was a hacking pile of cat poop. Alas, for next year’s I hope to be back to normal. In fact I hope my health in general is back to a semblance of normal. It would be awesome to have energy for things again. =_=

Thank you to @mizjoely and @sherlolly for letting me stay with you guys! I’m glad y’all got home ok and I hope I wasn’t too annoying. Sorry for perfuming the entire room with my cheap-ass Vanilla Fields ^_^;;.

Next year I hope we can have a much bigger suite for the Sherlolly group. We’re big enough now that we could use some leg room. Feel free to hit me up if y’all need help organizing or putting names down for things. :D

Also, the dealers room was lovely this year, I bought lots of stuff, but we NEED some Sherlolly arts up in there. I may try and vend next year but I’ll need a table partner. @sempaiko Would you be interested in splitting a table filled with Sherlolly art? Huhuehue let me know ^_~. Of course any other Sherlolly/Sherlock fanartists, come on down, we would love to have more Molly-centric (and female centric) art for the show. Take my monies!

Thank you guys again, and I’m sorry I wasn’t able to get to talk to more people. Between the flight chaos and feeling ill I felt like I didn’t get to see everyone nearly enough. Next time *shakes fists*, next time will be smooth. I hope everyone’s home safe and sound and we’ll see each other next year <3.

#Sherlolly #221B Con #Sherlock #I was so sick this year lord help me #I got home and just #fell into the shower #Sterling dragged me onto the sofa #where we attempted to watch a movie but #I was out like a candle at sea #feeehhhh #I wanted to talk so much this year #and I just didn't get to #NEXT TIME #prepare for the wellness of bass #I will talk for days on end buwahahahaaa

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beardedenemyballoon-1b8253dd · 7 years

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Emeka Ugwuonye in another sexual Scandal

Sonia Sonee

Many of you who are close friends to me on Facebook or outside Facebook know i am a strong advocate against Rape,Molestation and Child Abuse. You also know this because I have shared my own story of child abuse openly as that was a stage in my healing process.

I joined DPA (Due process advocates) because i felt that the Barrister there was Genuine. I fought the cause of that group genuinely. So you can imagine my joy when i was made an admin.I felt he was doing people in Distress a huge favour and Women who didn't have a voice because of their gender

Along the line,people began to visit my inbox with stories.It's either they were defrauded or that Barrister Emeka Ugwonye was preying on innocent vulnerable women who came for legal help. Emeka was always in the news for the wrong reasons. It's either he defrauded someone or he has released a photoshopped Nude of someone or he is asking women ,I mean married women who seek his help to have sexual relations with him.Now,When i hear these stories,I go straight to him and say "XYZ said this".He never gives an answer worthwhile. It's either they are enemies of DPA or that they hate him or They are from David Aiyedoghon or loretta onochie.

Emeka contacted me and told me he wanted me to be his Media Rep.I sent him my CV and he asked that I come to his office which i did. I had spoken to someone who advised that i record our conversation and make a video.So I took my spy camera and off I went. Immediately I got into his office,The first question he asked me is if I was happy in marriage 🤤.That he likes me.I told him that I am and with the kind of man I married,I will always be. I started to advice him.I told him to stop being in the media for the wrong reasons and that I was going to give him a girlfriend so that he can stop being a Mockery with different women saying "He wants to date me" He agreed.He gave conditions for the women.

I spoke to a Few confidants on Facebook and my fear was confirmed.I was dealing with a Retard.I went to my drawing Board and started to dot my "I(s)" and cross my T(s). No normal person Thrives in bad controversies except a man who has inferiority complex and is psychotic in Nature.

Now DPA is a group made up of atleast 250k+ Individuals and these individuals are requested to pay 6k naira for registration to enable them get help where ever ,whenever.I never paid.🤣.I started to question what I know long ago. We had this Little group we formed called Power house where contributions were made for children.we made Tshirts and also planned to print books for them and Vist schools to teach them about Child Abuse. The group became Dormant because Emeka removed the Key Admin of that group who by the way was a strong supporter Ephraitah Peters

A man lost his son in the hands of the police.Emeka advised that he pays his 6k before he can handle the case.After paying 6k,the case has gone cold with no help for that man and justice for the boy.

Sometime in April or so,A lady by the name Chimdi uzozie contacted me.Apparently She wanted a Divorce on the grounds of violence.I refered her to Emeka.We spoke on phone and facebook call and she said we should meet.it never happened and i couldnt reach her.

Weeks later,her husband contacted me and told me Emeka was trying to sleep with his wife.I couldnt believe it,So i asked for his wife's password to access her account with her Gmail log in too. To my total disbelief,Emeka was making a fool of himself in the inbox of a married woman.The husband started threatening him while sending out info to the whole world.He accused me of trying to hook his wife up with Emeka.Infact he said that is how we sleep with him.Apparently,chimdi went and showed the mesaage to her husband after they had reconciled. I knew the truth.i saw with my own eyes. He made a post to his gullible followers about it and i just laughed.He accused Amanda chisom but he knew he was lying.

Ephraitah reached out to me and told me that Emeka asked that monies contributed outside be paid into his account.I told her not to Dare.I told her to reach out to these women who contributed first. He fought like a thief for 198k.I was so ashamed.The women wanted their monies sent to Different Orphanages.He wanted the money so bad,I began to wonder. He called Ephraitah a Fraud.Then the women on the group fought against his outburst and name calling asked that the monies from Dpa be accounted for. I lent my voice."ACCOUNT for DPA FUNDS.If 50,000 people registered,That is 300million naira.Has Emeka done any case that has reached that amount?Has he handled any case that reached a conclusion? 1)Aluu 4-Contibutions were made 2)Chacha(Ghost series) 3) Ivie Imobhio

I became an enemy.So he has tried unending to pull me down.He talked about my battle with depression. Emeka called and boasted that he killed someone and got away with it ,That he will assasinate me execution style.When that was Not working,He started to cook up lies.

Ogechi Stella Njoku became an enemy and Emeka went and shamed her with her status on DPA.SoWhat she is positive,We love her just the way she is.She is a million times a better woman than you will ever be .When you click on her name,she doesnt have dirt falling off her track record.Emeka tell me one good thing about you on google?Just because she spoke up.

Dear Emeka Ugwuonye, I dare you .I am Fearless. Yes i was molested .so what?i am better than you.I now coach young girls who have been abused.I came out strong.I am better than my yesterday.I am married to the Cutest man on earth😍😋🤑(Argue with phone) who loves me unconditionally.i wake up to the full package of awesomeness.I am wrapped in the arms of finely built Man with lips to Die for.I am the Mother to the most Adorable kids on earth. My own heavenly package and guess what?I wasn't trained in Harvard.I am comfortable. I believe in the santity of marriage.I believe in keeping my body in tact as it is a gracious temple.

You?You are worse everyday.Blackmailing everyone who crosses your path.I was born by a Lioness ,so I cant be a pussy Cat.Just in one week,you have blackmailed people,going from inbox to inbox. Searching for Enemies where there are none.You are your Number one enemy.You are your own downfall. You prey on the helpless and poor with no voice. You prey on Helpless women in need of help and vulnerable women who need a voice.

You took the sacred cause of fighting against injustice for women and Men and you have twarted it for your own selfish Gain. Probably,that is why you have been married 3times and divorced 3 times. You prey on the weaknesses of women who come to you for help.When they refuse to continue in your lies,You start fabricating stories and gathering Dirt. A woman comes to you for help and you go to the highest bidder.you find out that her husband is richer and can afford to pay you your frivolous fees,You side line the woman and go to her husband while perpetrating your evil.

See Emeka,You can fight me but when you bring in my Husband or Father then you will have me to contend with. I can't blame you much.You do not have the slightest idea what being a Responsible Father is.You Do not have the slightest Idea what being a responsible Husband is .So it is a natural phenomenon with you. You spray Expensive perfumes to hide your Bad character and Dementia. Your own sister called you a Devil.You wanted her to die so that you can take over her properties as you were her lawyer. A woman left her property in your care and Died,what did you do?You took the properties ,sold them off and said she was your fiancee who died and was owing you. YOU SHOULD BE INVESTIGATED.

So Emeka, 1)Release the full account for DPA. Show proof of monies that came in with proof of how they went out.Proove to the world that you arent a con man.Account for DPA funds.Proof all your alleged enemies wrong

2)You say Chimdi Uzozie was a clone account,Unblock that contact and show the world your inbox.Show the world that you didnt try to Date a married woman who in her state of anger ,tried to get a divorce.

3)Proove all you have said about my father. If you cant then you as empty as a Barrel.

4)Where is the money we contributed for the pregnant woman?You didnt give her.

I am attaching my chat with him and then i will upload a video of my visit to his coweb ridden office that almost gave me an Asthmatic attack.

Note:Emeka admits to chatting with the said woman but he told his followers that someone cloned his account.So if the Account was cloned,How comehe admits to chatting with her?

I call on all the women Emeka is blackmailing,Come forth and Expose his messages to you.This must stop.Enough is enough.

If also you have a friend who has HIV please let her contact me or ogechi njoku.We have a safe haven for them. They will learn alot and see people who are positive but are living their lives to the fullest.

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ichiban-no-jammu · 7 years

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RULES: Repost and answer the questions, then tag at least 3 of your followers :)

I was tagged by: @the-damnedest-creature !! thank you!! //;;w;//

I’m not gonna tag that many peeps because I’m not solely a J-rock blog and not many people that follow me are solely J-rock blogs either I think hehe but um mebbe @romanesque-moon and @severemagazinementality idk ignore this if you don’t want to do it of course but we’re mutuals so yeh !! ;u; go for it if you feel like it, sorry for taggin out of the blue ///v// I have hardly any J-rock fan followers to be honest I think /;; ;))/

anywaaaaaays ヽ・ω・*/ﾉ

1. When and how did you get into j-rock?

jokesss it was animu as usual ahahahaa I was already listening to J-pop at the time like Arashi and Yuki Kajiura I also liked Perfume by that point too, around.. 2012..? somewhere around there ;w; I was 13 years old.

I actually can't remember who my first J-rock band I ever heard was ;;u ; I listened to a lot of anime intros and found a couple of artists from there.... the first J-rock song I ever heard was probably SID's Monochrome no Kissu huhuhu but I didn't actually listen to SID after that..... ting is is that I was painfully weeby at the time, the typically cringey child that would more listen to ... random american pop songs that I found on amvs, and all the classics like cascada's everytime we touch and the 'numa numa song' ,,...... //////v/// and I listened to a LOT of Vocaloid, all of it, I was obcessed, it’s literally all I would listen to for a year or so ﾉω`*)ﾉ I also found a finnish rock band called Indica through an amv and even bought one of their albums ;u; my music taste was a crazy mix of stuff I'd just found on Youtube really... I loved The Midnight Beast (reppin from uk) and I still do, Lemon Demon too.... and I downloaded official soundtracks from anime like Pandora Hearts and D.Gray Man and listened to those as well. I was also a big fan of Yugioh the abridged series and would listen to yugioh song parodies LittleKuriboh made ;; u ;

Only a small part of my music library was J-rock and J-pop at the time... but I think the first band that caught my attention was Buck-Tick, after I watched the anime xxxHolic somewhere in 2012. Then after watching Shiki a little later I recognised the same voice and looked kuchizuke up and was jammin, and for some reason I watched an interview with Aachan before getting distracted by that one video that everyone has seen of T.M singing dress with him, and listening to ABS instead because I knew them from the theme song to D.Gray man ///u// it was only until summer 2013 until I really found out who Buck-Tick actually was, I listened to as many singles as I could find and I fell in love with them in less than 24 hours hehe ´｡• ᵕ •｡` I actually didn't like rock music at all before then, b-t were the group that introduced me to being a rock music fan even though I still didn't like heavier sounds, like Gazette that my friend was into. Sometime later that year I listened to L'arc en Ciel for the first time too, I think I read about them in a magazine or something.. I can't remember //w// ((I bought the 'stay away' single at may mcm in 2014, my first J-rock cd :3c)) I still listened to a lot of J-pop during 2013 and Arashi had begun to dominate my life, so I didn't really get properly into J-rock and visual kei until early 2014 when I started listening to ancafe, because I'd heard of them from cosplayers on deviantart who had them in their ID section under music interests, and then subsequently finding out they were touring in europe :3c I was more partial to oshare and lighter pop-punk things around that time.. early days was LM.C and Alice Nine and Royz after that....

Kind of a long and patchy story (wow it’s really long why did I write so much I’m so sorry it’s so boring) but there isn't necessarily an exact moment I started listening to J-rock... only in the last year or so have I let Vkei fully consume my life so... back then it was only a side interest for me among all the other things ˊ꒳ˋ from 2014 onwards I just found more and more bands as well as listening to a lot of johnny's and J-pop stuffs... >w> and the rest is historyyyy

2. List your current most favorite band(s).

bakuchikuuuuu forever and ever every moment of my waking life alwaysss till I dieeee //w/// and Dog in the PWO >:3 two very contrasting groups to say the leest but I have a wide breadth of faves hehe ;;w; I fell in love with Doggu super quickly and have been following them ever since, I've known them for a year now and they are 100% in my top 5 favourite bands ever ;u ; dems are my two main faves as it is right now but there are too many others to list that I have a lot of feelings for /;;w;//

Currently I also like listening to Hakujitsu no Yume... Pentagon are my children.... Piglow in Gloomy are really amazing also ;w;;

3. How many j-rock concerts have you been to? (If you haven’t been to any, which band would you like to see the most in the future?)

not many becos I am a baby and I have never travelled out of my home country to raibus ;;v; my first ever was Ancafe in 2014, when I was a weeby mess, and most recently Versailles in January 2017 :3c inbetween I’ve seen VAMPS (and alexandros) at a shared live @ ‘Japan Night’ which was a lil concert organised by HyperJapan, a convention here in uk ..can I count bands that I’ve seen at Hyper too..? ;;w; I’ll just count Vaniru because they were aight while Yuto and Leoniel lasted as a couple heheh >w>> and I also went to SuG’s raibu in 2015~

so that makes 6 i guess.. I am a bebe ;;

//come on Merry where u at with this europe tour??//

there are so so so many bands I wanna see live, and I would go to a couple more lives in London here and there but I always get attached to groups that are very Japan-based and that are very unlikely to make any overseas appearances ;v; and I don’t wanna spend a lot of monies on bands that I don’t know as well that occasionally visit //3///

4. Which j-rock band do you think is the most underrated?

Daizystripper o´ω｀o They used to be a more popular with western peeps but I think a lot of people stopped listening to them a while ago an might not even realise that they're still active and tings ;; v; their debut with Victor might make it a little difficult for international fans though eheh but I wish they still had the support they seemed to have~ so many good jams ; u ;

And everyone from Planet Child Music records needs more recognition and to be invited to more events ///u//

5. Which j-rock band do you think is the most overrated?

If I had to I'd say Vamps hhhhuu I thought that they were v good up until recently ;;w; I dunno I feel like the couple of newer songs have lost their power and originality... and no matter what I'll always think L'arc are infinitely better but some people think not //vv/// Vamps are always over here and in other countries too, whereas L'arc I feel are neglected a lot with world tours and overseas promotion and stuff when they deserve more love than vamps ;3; I mean.. 25 years going strong //u/ why dis Hyde come back to uk without vamps this time hhhh

6. Who is your ultimate bias in j-rock? Optionally: Post your most favorite picture(s) of them.

ahhhhh .. Aachan got me from the start ;; ﾉﾉ*ФωФ ;;ﾉﾉﾉﾉ

7. What is your most treasured j-rock related memory?

Um.. not that much has happened to me personally that I can really mention hehe >w>

Hizaki calling me cute at Hyper's meet & greet last year was probably the best thing that's acc happened to me ;;;;w;;;;;; It was the end of the day and I looked like a wreck, Hizaki saw me as I came up for cheki and said 'kawaii~' ////w// best memory heckk I mean Hizaki---- being called cute by Hizaki ;;;;;u; why dis I do not deserve (and obvs taking cheki with him was part of that good memory too >w>)

An Cafe was my first live, and I'll always remember that my one of my favourite singles is 'My heart leaps for 'C'' and when they played it after the encore I went insane hehe ;;; u ; that was a treasured moment for me because it was kind of surreal like 'oh wow a band that I love is playing one of my favourite songs is this real??' and ... since I was an hyperactive 15 year-old that moment just made me really excited ;v; I was singing along (horribly) to every lyric and bouncing up and down like crazy and I would not let that feeling go for a while //w/ ah to be young again ~~

But SuG is probably the best raibu memory ever ever. they played a very very small venue in London and it was literally the most intimate thing imaginable, you could touch everyone and Takecchi almost hit his head a few times on the lights above him ;;u; and even though I was in like, three rows of people away from the front, Chiyu's hand grazed mine for a second and that was the most special moment ;;w; Shinpei leaned into the audience for a group hug and Yuji and Chiyu were high-fiving and ruffling people's hair ///;w;/ it was such a long farewell with everyone touching hands and patting heads and it felt so nice and close, I thought we were really lucky to get such an intimate show ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄

8. How do you support and enjoy j-rock the most? Buying CDs? Going to lives? Just full on going to Japan for it?

I buy Cd's if I can for bando that I really love and want to support, and at lives I buy at least one peice of merch every time too :3c and I'm trying to get into a habit of buying Cure if bands I like are featured >u> I accidentally end up following e v e r y o n e on twitter and just scroll thru liking posts if that counts as 'support' ? :'3

9. How does your family feel about this hobby of yours?

My parents don't really mind, I end up showing my mama photos and videos and she understands my hype at everyone I think hehe, and I play cd's often so my parents hear J-rock a lot but don't complain~ we all have our own music collections now it’s so cute 〃▽〃 I talk about J-rock a lot like, I just ramble on mostly to myself because I have no-one else to talk to in the house so ;;u; my parents don't really listen that closely but ye, they don't mind and they're glad I'm into something different I guess :'3c

10.What is the craziest j-rock fandom story that you have?

idk what j-rock 'fandom' story means exactly,,, like, you heard the story from the fandom or the story is about the actual fandom itself..? ;;w; well actually I guess this is both haha this is the only story that I have worth telling and I only heard it a couple weeks ago but ;//u.//

A friend of a friend has connections with Mejibray’s MiA, and he messages her and lots of other peeps I’d imagine as MiA prob does~ and on one occasion MiA was sent a cute little (I say little but) Intimate Image that the 1 and only Yohio took of his peen and decided to share it around so other people could enjoy it obvs >>>ww.>> and he sent it to said friend, nice one >;3ccc thank u for showing me too I feel very privileged, too many bants I was dying ahh ..//www//// why dis MiA why dis......... poor Yohio ;; v; u don’t need to send dick pics to impress your senpai, kids ;; /////; poor little child ;u;;

---yyyyeee I’m so boring das literally all I have apart from the most mediocre things like being jealous of people that get to go to meet&greets and have fun encounters and peeps that actually manage to catch picks at lives etc //u....///

Thank you for reading ♡

#j-rock #visual kei #tag #I really went to town with this #many gomens #u don't have to read it #just scroll past really fast #it's jus a mess of awkward words and kaomoji

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beardedenemyballoon-1b8253dd · 7 years

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Emeka Ugwuonye in another sexual Scandal

Sonia Sonee

A man lost his son in the hands of the police.Emeka advised that he pays his 6k before he can handle the case.After paying 6k,the case has gone cold with no help for that man and justice for the boy.

3)Proove all you have said about my father. If you cant then you as empty as a Barrel.

4)Where is the money we contributed for the pregnant woman?You didnt give her.

I am attaching my chat with him and then i will upload a video of my visit to his coweb ridden office that almost gave me an Asthmatic attack.

Note:Emeka admits to chatting with the said woman but he told his followers that someone cloned his account.So if the Account was cloned,How comehe admits to chatting with her?

I call on all the women Emeka is blackmailing,Come forth and Expose his messages to you.This must stop.Enough is enough.

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