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thiswasinevitableid · 4 years

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Personal Demon (Indruck)

@pantstacular requested: 58 Is such my entire jam I’d pretty much die if you did it with Indruck. “I’m a demon, you’re a witch, we’re enemies but when I show up to kill you, you’re crying and I really don’t know what to do now.” SFW

A talented, young warlock will employ the most complex, innovative, and powerful wards on their home.

A seasoned warlock who was never that excited about all this in the first place will employ straightforward but deeply aggravating wards on their home.

Indrid’s nemesis is in that second category. His wards are never fancy, but they’re durable and reliable, an utter pain in his tail to break down. Some cannot be broken by spells at all, and even a demon of his skill could burn through all his power trying to destroy them.

Which is why Indrid simply pays a passing human twenty dollars to kick a gap in the salt barrier, grits his teeth passing through the Rowan trees while his skin feels like he’s getting a full-body tattoo, and uses an oven mitt to open the iron door knob (the door is lined with iron, so he cannot slip as a shadow beneath it), hissing in pain all the while.

“Duck Newton…” He lilts, certain the warlock will be terrified to hear his voice in his strong hold, “it is time to end things once and for all, dearest enemy.”

He keeps his eyes on the present, not wanting to spoil the fun for himself by peeking at the futures. He glides into the human’s bedroom, plants his feet on the floor, “your worthless soul is mine.”

“Ughhhh” a muffled sound, Indrid flicking on the lights to find the human face-down on his bed, “are you fuckin serious? Now?”

“Yes, Duck Newton, now” dark energy crackles in his fingertips.

Thwump

“Ack!” He shakes his head, Duck now sitting up, preparing to throw another pillow at him.

“Get out.” Duck glowers, voice flat.

“You dare to order me-”

Thwump

“Get!” Duck’s eyes are wet, red-rimmed, and Indrid notices he’s in sweatpants and a ratty t-shirt that’s damp in patches.

“Have you been crying?”

Thwump and his glasses are knocked askew.

“How many of those blasted things do you have?”

Two hovering pillows turn to four and all collide with him at once.

“Clearly you are, ow, in no mindset to, ow, duel me as I, ack, see fit. I shall return!”

He dissolves into shadow and speeds out the door, materializing on the sidewalk and paying a passerby ten dollars to fix the salt ring.

Not willing to let a plan go to waste, he repeats this process the next night. This time, Duck is laying in the darkened living room.

“Now, my greatest adversary, it is time to meet your end--why are you still crying?” He cocks his head as Duck magics the light on.

“Because I’m in my own fuckin’ house and can do whatever I want.”

“But you seem upset.”

“No fuckin shit, sherlock.” Duck raises a throw pillow and Indrid covers his face far faster than he’d ever admit in public.

“I merely mean that, ah, perhaps a duel would be a welcome change of pace?”

“I look like I’m in the headspace to duel to you?”

“Not at the moment, but that could change, yes? I do wish to destroy you, is that sufficient motivation to shake off this fog of misery that’s hanging about your soul like stale cologne?”

Duck groans, but straightens, reaching over the far arm of the couch. Indrid perks up, approaches at a safe distance, certain he will see a familiar sword or spell in a moment.

What he gets is misted with holy water.

He hisses, wiping his face in a hurry. His power is so great that the diluted mixture doesn’t harm him, but it’s as if someone is squirting him in the face with lemon juice.

“I banished you worse ways than this, demon, but I’m fuckin tired and you ain’t worth the goddamn energy and you don’t wanna end up straight back below. So get.” He raises the spray bottle, spritzes him again and Indrid backs away, spluttering and hissing.

“You, you think you can threaten me, shoo me out like OW some common ghost GAh that was in my nose that time fine, fine I am going.” He stumbles over the threshold, falling on his ass on the pavement as Duck slams the door.

Perhaps a new plan is in order.

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“You wanna know Ducks’ what?” Aubrey taps her spoon on the edge of the potion she’s mixing.

“His favorite food. I wish to cheer him up. Unless of course, you wish to simply tell me what is troubling him.” Indrid grins at the witch.

“You know the rules, Cold; I don’t trade information between sides. And, like, even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you what’s going on with him. It’s...personal, okay?”

Indrid sighs. He expected that answer. Aubrey is the child of a witch of the light and a witch of the shadows, giving her a rare balance of powers. It also means entities of all moral alignments will come to her for aid. Her rules are simple; no fighting in her house and no getting her in the middle of major conflicts.

For all that, Indrid still has never told her his true name. She calls him ‘Cold,’ as everyone does.

“French Onion Soup. That’s his favorite thing, from the Wolfe Grill downtown.”

“He likes that coffee fudge too, the one Barclay makes” Dani, Aubrey’s wife, adds from her spot spinning fur off a massive angora rabbit.

Barclay is a kitchen witch, one with whom Indrid has a shaky truce (he egged on a fight in the restaurant, needing some quick points with the higher demons. It’s not his fault one of the humans knocked over a candle). He can probably manage to buy fudge without being scolded.

Duck’s added more fortifications since yesterday, and Indrid only needs a few moments anyway. He finds a sliver in a plane that lets him slip into Duck’s mirror, knowing the human is getting ready for bed.

The human senses him, looks up from the sink, toothbrush still in his mouth. He blinks once, to tired to even count as annoyance.

“ ‘wat ‘ow?”

“I have brought you food.” Indrid waits until Duck spits into the sink to pass the two bags out of the mirror.

“Why-”

“It will cheer you up. It is your favorite. Then you will have your fight back, and be ready to face me.”

Duck takes the bags, then several steps back, “y’know, most demons would see this is a chance to get me while I’m down.”

“Well” Indrid sniffs haughtily, “I am not most demons. Besides, what good is claiming your soul if it was like stepping on an ant?”

The warlock looks at the food, then at Indrid, “I ain’t gonna eat this.”

“Bu-wha-I got it specifically to please you!”

“And it could be poisoned or cursed or some shit.”

Indrid growls in frustration, “fine, wallow in your misery.” Then he’s out on the street again, ready to cause some evil. Or to go back to the bakery and drown his aggravation in a caramel eggnog latte.

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Duck stares at the bags, still sitting on his kitchen counter. If he’s not going to bed any time soon, he should at least eat something. Not that though. Even if it’s his favorite. How the fuck did the demon know that?

Cold has never quite been like other demons Duck’s run across. When he’d yanked him out of Boyd (because Ned decided to read the inscription on a new artifact for the Cryptonomica), he hadn’t taken it personally, but proceeded to try and tempt Duck for two days solid with everything he could think of. Then he decided he liked Kepler and could do plenty of demonic work in it, which had Duck worried. The demon is powerful, he can feel it when they fight. But, while he still worries, Cold sticks to being a mid-level threat at best even if he keeps promising to destroy him.

God that soup smells good.

He picks up a piece of amethyst, runs it over and over the air around the bag. No trace of anything dangerous.

Fuck it.

Twenty minutes later his belly is full, he actually feels kinda sorta almost borderline happy, and he hasn’t turned into a frog or been transported to the underworld.

When Cold inevitably shows up again a few days later, Duck doesn’t even look up from the model ship he’s working on .

“Thanks for, uh, for dinner.”

“How did you know I was here?” The silver-haired man steps out of the hall, red eyes glowing behind redder glasses.

“I may not be able to sense auras or souls or shit, but you and I been dancin around each other for long enough that I can tell when the hair on my neck is standin up thanks to you.”

“Then you are prepared to fight?”

“No. Look, I dunno now how it is for demons, but takes more than nice food to make a fella get over somethin serious.”

“I see…” Cold looks around the room, “are you certain you are not interested in even a small bit of conflict?”

“Nope. Busy.”

“Well I am not!”

“Can’t you just go find another warlock to bother?””

“No! Well, yes, but I do not wish to. You are my adversary, the one I devote most of my time to tormenting.”

“That’s kinda an exaggeration. And it don’t change that I’m workin on this.” He points to the model, “so I’m just gonna ignore you until you leave.”

There’s a huff, followed by the fluttering of his mail as the demon knocks it onto the floor. He glances up and notices that Cold’s tail is now visible and twitching with agitation. When Duck does nothing else, he knocks the remaining mail on the ground.

“That ain’t changin my mind.”

A roll of glass on tile, Cold pushing a water glass towards the edge of the counter with his finger.

“Y’won’t like what happens if you do that.”

The glass tips over. As water spills onto the floor, Duck summons a towel with one hand and a dish of salt with the other. Before the demon can stop him, he draws a salt circle, trapping him in a small spot by the table.

“Erase that this instant.”

“Nope. You been poppin in and out the last two weeks and not leavin when I ask nicely, so now you’re gonna stay right here until I decide you can leave.”

The demon drops down onto the floor, arms crossed and tail thrashing, “I just do not see what is so severe it makes you uninterested in anything but work, sleep, and making ships that cannot go anywhere.”

“Don’t expect you to understand.”

“Yes, but you also will not tell me so how can you know if-” a future flickers into vision, “your romantic partner left you.”

“That’s cheatin’.”

“That is what has upset you so?”

“Yeah, because we were together for six fuckin years, and she watched me grow up since I was eighteen and was my mentor and it feels like a big constant in my life is just fuckin gone.” He leaves out the part where he'd felt it going for awhile, where part of him knew it needed to but the rest wanted things to stay as they were.

The demon cocks his head in that way of his, smirks but says nothing.

“Nevermind. You’re a demon, love ain’t somethin you got a concept of.” He stands, retrieving another bottle of adhesive from the too-empty living room.

As he picks up the next piece, Cold murmurs, “It is not so foreign a concept as you might think.”

Duck shoots him an incredulous look.

“I was a creature of the divine once, beings capable of great love, even if many of them do not utilize that capacity. Even if I was not supposed to in my role. But more than the memory of that feeling, I have moments in which I suspect I can feel it still.”

“Like when you see someone do somethin real wicked?”

The demon doesn’t rise to the paltry bait, “When I go sit in a park, or those woods you like, and draw and watch people coming and going in a thousand little moments of mundanity, I feel something more than mere tranquility. Sometimes I will go to movies or to concerts, to feel the swell of joy and excitement, and it almost seems as if I love those around me.”

It’s the last thing Duck expects him to say, and so all he can do is stare at him a moment before returning to his work. The demon, content with the silence, watches cross-legged. When Duck grabs a packet of cookies from the kitchen he pauses, then hands one to Cold.

The demon sniffs it, proceeds to nibble on the edge before making a delighted sound and shoving the whole thing in his mouth.

“You never had Girl Scout cookies before?”

“No. I do not need to eat, and often only do so when temptation requires it. Or when Barclay makes something with eggnog in it. Which is a pity; I really enjoy human food, you come up with such interesting things. Now it is my turn for a question. Why are you making those?”

Duck looks at the near-complete model, “I dunno. Helps me relax, nice to just be able to focus on one thing rather than worryin’ about work or warlock stuff or dyin’ alone or if you’re gonna randomly turn up in my goddamn bedroom without warnin’.”

“Knocking is not exactly demonic.”

He says it so matter-of-factly, the smile on his face oddly honest, that Duck cracks up. Giggles spill out of him as he rests his face in his hands. His elbows slip on the shiny tabletop, collapsing him forward, laughing loud enough to startle the cat from her hiding place.

“Yeah” he sniffs, finally sitting up while wiping away tears and still chuckling, “guess it ain’t.”

The demon is smiling again, softer than his usual grin that glints like a knife in the dark.

“Will you show me more of your ships?”

“You ain’t gettin outta that circle that easy.”

“I am aware. But you could bring them where I could see.” He seems genuinely excited at the idea.

Duck stands, hands him the packet of Thin Mints, “I could do that, yeah. Sit tight, I’ll be right back.”

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Duck picks up to the two reusable grocery bags, locking doors and throwing up extra wards behind him as he walks to his car.

He slides into the drivers seat, sets the bags in back behind him. Turns around and finds the passenger seat occupied.

“Venturing forth at last, I see.”

“I ventured forth plenty.”

“That was only for work. You have been the picture of a hermit since you were dumped, Duck Newton.” Cold adjusts his glasses in the rear-view mirror.

“Have not. And it was mutual.”

“Shall we get out of the car so I can destroy you?”

“We could do that. Or…” he points at the bags, the demon peering into them curiously, “we could take these two bags of snacks to a concert in the park.”

Cold bites his lip. Duck holds his breath, already gearing up his spells in case the demon says no.

A seatbelt clicks, “very well.”

They find a spot under some trees, far back from the crowd. Cold is in his human disguise, but Duck would rather not risk being seen if his tail or horns make an appearance. The concert is all movie soundtracks that Duck doesn’t pay attention to. He’s too busy watching the demon gleefully explore the food he brought (he chose the weirdest desserts and snacks he could find, wanting to give him a taste of things he’d never had) and talking with him about more or less everything.

As they’re getting into the car under the light of the half moon, Cold sighs happily, “we should do this again sometime.”

“Yeah, we could. Just uh, don’t get your hopes up, okay?”

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Duck is up to his elbows in the pieces of an IKEA dresser when Cold’s voice comes through the mirror.

“I need to be let in right now please and thank you.”

He sounds pained, so Duck hurries out to the front yard and opens the circle, allowing the demon to pass through. He’s hunched at an odd angle, clutching at his back. Once they’re inside he strips off his coat, revealing a splinter at the base of his neck.

“Shit, what happened?”

“I materialized in the house of a well-prepared witch and was immediately backed into a Hawthorne bush. Lucky I am not a vampire, but gracious it stings.”

“Why come to me?” Duck is already guiding him to the couch.

“I thought you might be able to help. Also it is movie night.”

Duck examines the injury; it’s a small splinter, but the skin is already looking sickly.

“Should be an easy fix. Lemme get my tools and I can get to work.”

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Indrid waits patiently for Duck to return, tries not to hiss at him too loudly when he pulls the splinter free. The human works quickly, and soon a tingling salve coats the sore spot.

Rather than pull away, Duck smooths his hands down Indrid’s back, “damn, you’re all knotted up.”

“I was trying not to move too much and aggravate it.”

Duck’s thumbs rub small circles along his back, “here, I can fix that real easy.”

Indrid foresees where his fingers will touch next and let’s his desire overtake his caution. When Ducks hands come down again, he whimpers and wiggles happily.

“Uhhhhh”

“It is my wings. In a way. They exist on another plane when not manifested here, and where you are touching is the place where it feels as you are stroking them.”

“That a good thing?”

“Yes, but you do not need to continue if you do not waAAhnnnt” he gasps as Duck slowly, steadily, runs his fingers over the spot again and again.

The human leans forward, giggling, and whispers in his ear, “you’re purrin’.”

“I am awarerrrrrrrr.” His tail and horns appear, seeming to understand there is no need to hide here. One of Duck’s hands skates up to his head, petting his hair and stroking his horns.

He whines, pushes his head into Duck’s hand for more.

“Is this-”

“No Duck Newton, it is not sexual. It can be, but at the moment it simply feels comforting and pleasurable.” He purrs louder as Duck rubs the base of one horn.

“That’s a good, uh, good demon? Bein’ so patient while I patch him up.” Duck coos.

“Yes.” Indrid whimpers.

“Lookit you, goin all mushy on me, so goddamn cute. Who knew you had it in you.”

“Duck.” Something is coiling through his veins, warm and ecstatic, as the human keeps up his stream of praise.

“Right here, demon of mine, just relax, lemme tend to you, there we go, you’re bein so good, such a charmin demon.”

Tears prick his eyes; he can’t, he can’t handle Duck speaking this way but speaking as if Indrid could be changed out for any one of his kind. He wants to know he means those words for him, he must, the feelings flooding him are incomplete without it and if they remain so he will wither away.

“Indrid, please, call me that.”

“Indrid.” It sounds joyous in that drawl as Duck adds a hint of pressure to his touches, “Indrid, you oughta stop gettin into trouble, oughta just stay here and put your head in my lap.” The human is getting carried away, the fantasies becoming more elaborate, interspersed with his name, until the name itself becomes the litany.

Indrid cries out, the energy in his veins enveloping him utterly for a moment, wings of absolute darkness flashing into view for an instant

He collapses forward, shaking, hoping the thanks pouring from his mouth are intelligible.

“You, uh, you doin’ okay--Oh FUCK!”

Indrid whirls, finds Duck staring at his arm. There are glowing markings on it, blue and black light fading into a facsimile of ink on his skin.

“What did you do?”

“What did I do? What makes you think this has anything to do with me?”

“Because this wasn’t there a minute ago! And you got one too!”

“I…” Indrid gapes at his forearm, where a matching symbol is setting in his skin. “Oh dear.”

“What?”

“It is, ah, well, it is a soul bond.”

“How in the everlovin’ fuck did that happen--wait, fuck, is Indrid your true name?”

“Yes.”

“Shit! I thought you gave me another false one, or I never woulda kept saying it. I ain’t that kind of warlock, I don’t want a personal demon.”

“I am not exactly thrilled either. I cannot return to the underworld, and for the first few days of the bond I will need to stay very close to you. All the same, that was rash of me and I am sorry.”

Duck rubs his forehead, takes a deep breath, “we’ll deal with it tomorrow. Right now, all I wanna do is sleep.”

“I as well. I suspect that took a lot of energy from both of us.”

The human stands, heading off towards the bedroom. As soon as he’s out of sight, pangs pulse through Indrid’s chest.

“Ah, Duck?”

A groan, “yeah, I feel it too. Get in here.”

Indrid hurries to the bed, finds Duck down to his boxers as he turns over the covers.

“I, ah, I can sleep on the floor, or get a blanket for that chair, or lay by your feet.”

Duck pats the bed, “sleepin next to you ain’t nothin’ compared to bein’ soul bonded. Bed feels too big anyway. And none of that by my feet talk; you’re my equal, not my fuckin pet, even if you are a pain in my ass sometimes.”

Indrid crawls in beside him, lays stiffly on his back as the lights go out. After so much contact, his body aches to touch Duck again.

A hand rests in the space between them, and Indrid takes it.

“Duck? I, ah, I am glad that if this had to happen to me, it was you who it happened with. I cannot think of another warlock I would actually enjoy being linked too.”

“Feelin’s mutual.” Duck squeezes his hand, voice gentle.

Indrid rolls to face him, and in the dark he can just make out the slight smile on the warlock’s face.

“Goodnight, Duck.”

A yawn, then, “sleep tight, Indrid.”

#indrid cold/duck newton #Indruck #duck x indrid #meet ugly #demon au

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esabri · 4 years

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yogkitt · 7 years

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Heaven’s Light

Title: Heaven’s Light

Work Type: Original, Prompt by Anon, Based off of the song Heaven’s Light/Hellfire found Here

Characters: Isabella Scott Blackwood (Original Character), Alice Denvy Holding (Original Character), Julius Neimiah Compton (Original Character, Minor), Vex Donahey (Original Character, Minor, Mentioned),

Pairings: Isabella/Alice (Eventually. It happens eventually.)

Warnings: None that I can think of. Message me if you need anything tagged.

Words: 1006

Summary: x

Notes: Hoo boy! It’s done!!! Sorry it took so long Nonny! Here it is though! Hope you like it.

P.S.

Would anyone want more of these guys?

Isabella looked down at the city below, over the towering steeples and spires rising over Vernavare. It was a quiet evening on the Angel’s Vengeance, that was probably for the best, the people below hadn’t an idea they were here yet.

“Captian.”

She stands up, the mechanical joint in her right leg hissing softly. “Yes, Julius?”

Julius Nehemiah Compton, the ship’s first mate, stood before her, grey hair blowing softly in the evening breeze.

“Yes?”

“We have reports from Vex.”

“Has he been doing as I instructed?” She sighs, “Or is he simply emptying his pockets for whatever booze he can get his mitts on?”

“The former, surprisingly.”

Isabella raises an eyebrow. “That’s new.”

“Indeed. He told Amos there was somethin’ happening on the ground.”

“What exactly?” Isabella asks,

“Apparently he didn’t say. Just something about whatever’s going down happening tomorrow. Some sorta party I think.”

“That’s strange.. I wasn’t informed of this beforehand.”

“Indeed.”

There is a pause, Isabella turned back to the railing, watching the the sun sink over the horizon, the lights of the city slowly blinking in as the dusk gives way to night.

“Prepare my gear, and tell Vex to come back up. I’m going down there myself.”

“But Captain-”

The captain whirls around, the light flashing on the polished bronze that makes up a portion of her face.

“You will not argue with me on this, Julius.” She barks.

“...Fine. I will tell Rutherford.”

Julius begins to turn away, but stops for a moment.

“Isabella?”

“Yes?”

“If this ends up like last time-”

“I know, Julius, I know.”

***

Her boots click softly against the cobblestones, a soft hiss of steam every few steps. The city bustles around her, the seas of patrons coming and going, just like she will. She will come and she will go, leaving something

Isabella sighs, it’s been a long time since she’s actually been in a city that wasn’t being raided.

She buries her hands deeper into the pockets of her skirt, nobody knows she’s here. As far as they know, Isabella Scott Blackwood, Scourge of The Skies, is far away. Not, in fact, moving through a darkened alleyway in the heart of the city of Vernavare.

She bounds out of the shadows, into the fading light of dusk, onto the cobblestones and into the empty street.

Or so she thought.

Isabella collides with something- something warm.

“Agh!”

“Oh god! Sorry!” She says to the woman before her.

The stranger looks up, brown eyes and soft features, perfectly complimented by the cascading curls of soft chestnut hair… she looked almost like a statue Isabella had once seen, perfect in every way. As if beauty had woven itself into a tangible being that just so happened to collide with a wanted woman.

“What’s your name?” The girl asks.

“Y- you first.” Isabella stammers.

“Alice Holding.”

“Uh.” She can’t just out herself as Captain Blackwood Because some woman asked her name, dammit.

Alice smiles, “Well, Isabella, shall I be prepared for Vernavare’s Fall?”

“What?”

“Isabella Blackwood, correct? I assume so. You fit the description. Red hair, green eye, burn scars, mechanica replacements, difficult to hide.”

Isabella wants to run, to get out, to make her way back to the skies before anyone could ever know she was here, but there’s something keeping her in place, literally.

Alice stows the small device back in her pocket as Isabella struggles to get her mechanica to respond to her, with no luck. “I always heard that Miss Blackwood was quite the slippery one. So I took precautions, though I did not expect such a woman to be so easily incapacitated.”

Great, now she was trapped.

“There are things in this city that the commonfolk do not see, everyone has their quarrels with the city itself. Mine are much greater than simple squabbles of the lower class. In fact, it was I that called your attention to the city in the first place. You are difficult to track, but I have friends that know where to find people, and here you are.”

A vague memory flashes like cannonfire in Isabella’s mind, a woman in a soft yellow gown in the streets of Westmire. A rumor of the riches of Vernavare, seemingly only whispered to Vex in a dusty tavern. The following report that led the captain to the city, and the months of planning to follow. Now here they were, face to face.

“And what would you want from me, Miss Holding?”

“I want you to go about your usual business, but with but a single amendment.”

“And what be that?”

“I want you to get me out of this city.”

“What?”

“You heard me. I need you to get me out. With not a soul knowing.”

“What makes you think I will comply?”

“I have your fate in my hands.”

“And yours as well it seems.” Isabella notes.

“True, but it is simple, should you accept I will come with you, I have services I may offer in return for aid in this task.”

“What sort of-”

Alice cuts her off. “I have lied, cheated, and done everything short of murder to find you. I think I know a thing or two. Plus, I can get a few of the higher up off your back, should you comply.”

Isabella considers it for a moment before deciding on a response.

“Deal.”

***

The attack is swift, before anyone can even blink they descend from the skies, led downward by the sinking sun. Blink and the city is aflame, blink and Alice Holding, who was soon to be wed for her dowry, was gone, and the city is but ash and skeletons. From above watch but two souls, as one leaves behind a life she knew, and the other continues on a path she has walked for years.

And from below, one soul watches as his city burns around him, the dark shape in the sky growing smaller and smaller, and swears to himself the age old want of a man fallen.

Vengeance.

#vis' original stuff #song prompt #sorry this took so long

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markimoofan123 · 7 years

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Baking With Markiplier

Mark has been asked plenty of times for Amy to be put into one of his videos or more in the live streams so he finally let it happen and goes live and bakes cookies with Amy :)

This was a Request, i love taking requests for Amy/Mark Jack/Signe and Mark/Jack Stories :) if you want a story done just leave a commet or pm me on here :)

Mark had the most amazing idea for a video today, his fans have been asking for more videos with Amy in them as they only got to see her in his livestream so he was in the mood for cookies.

So Mark had Ethan and Tyler head to the store to gather up the stuff they needed to make cookies. Mark had the idea to make sugar cookies and decorate them with Youtuber Logo’s. So Mark went to find where Amy was she was in the backyard by the pool playing with Chica and enjoying the warmth from the sun.

Mark headed over to his girls and Chica saw him and ran up to him with her favorite toy in her mouth and Mark grabbed it and tossed it playing fetch with her. Amy walked over and wrapped her arms around Mark’s waist and gave a kiss to his cheek.

“Amy, I have a special idea for my second upload today, your going to join me its going to be Baking Cookies with Markiplier and Amy. Amy smiled at the mention of cookies. “Oh, that sounds like so much fun do we have the stuff to make cookies?” “Ethan and Tyler went to go get the stuff they should be back shortly. We need to go set up the kitchen and camera's and everything.”

Amy nodded and walked back into the house and Mark waited for Chica and they both headed back inside and Chica went and laid down on her doggie bed playing with her toy and Mark gave her a treat for being a good girl outside with Amy.

The garage door opened and Ethan and Tyler came inside with bags of stuff to make cookies. “Here ya go guys, enough to make lots of yummy cookies.” “Thanks guys, ok Tyler I need your good filming skills for this skit. Amy and I are making cookies and all. we are going to make youtuber cookies and then Ethan I want you to get on twitter during the video and have the fans give out things they want us to draw on the cookies.”

Ethan nodded “ok I can do that.” “Ok, good lets get the kitchen set up.” They all headed into the kitchen and Ethan and Tyler got the lights and cameras set up and Mark got two aprons for him and Amy and a chef hat for himself.

Amy giggled when Mark put the hat on, it was like doing chef dog all over again but with Mark being the Chef this time. Once everything was set up and all ready to go Mark went live on his YouTube channel.

“Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier and today I’m doing a special video for you guys, I was in a baking mood and I wanted to make cookies but I cant make cookies by myself so I have a special guest who is going to join me. “Oh special guest of mine come join me please.” Amy walks to the counter and stands next to Mark and waves to the camera. “Yes, its my lovely girlfriend Amy, you have all wanted me to make a video with her so now I give that to you and today we are making youtuber cookies. Also for the 2nd batch of cookies Ethan will be taking requests from you guys of what you want us to draw on the cookies.

So let’s start this shall we?” Mark got out a cookie book and opened it up to easy sugar cookies. “Ok, first we see what we need to make these bad boys. First we need 2 3/4 cups all-purpose flour then 1 ½ cups white sugar. One egg and one teaspoon of baking soda and last but not least 1 cup of soft butter. Amy got all the stuff out they needed to make the cookies.

“Now as we got all our stuff to make these amazing cookies, what do we do Amy” as Mark handed her the book. Amy smiled and took the book from Mark and began to read out the directions. “Ok we need to preheat the oven to 375 degrees and in a small bowl we need to stir together flour, baking soda and the banking power.” Mark nodded and preheated the oven and began to put the stuff in the bowl and began to mix.

Once that was all done Mark looked at Amy “ok, what’s next?” Amy nodded “ok, next in a large bowl cream together the butter and sugar until smooth, beat in egg and vanilla. Then gradually blend in the dry ingredients. Roll rounded teaspoons of dough into balls and place onto an un-greased cookie sheet.”

“Ok, seems easy enough” as Mark grabbed two cookie sheets and placed them on top of the stove and Amy began to mix and when the mixing was all done they began to make balls out of the dough. “Ok, all our cookies are ready and the oven is hot enough, so now we can pop the balls of dough in and wait for them to be cooked.

So while we wait does anybody have any questions for Amy and me? Tyler can you be in charge for questions?” Tyler nodded “sure, I can do that, go ahead guys give us some questions for Amypilier here.” Mark and Amy laughed at their ship name and waited for Tyler to give them some questions.

“Ok, got a few here, let’s see. “What is the weirdest thing about you?” Mark shrugged “well, I think everybody knows that one, the feet thing I can do.” “I don’t know what is really weird about me, honestly” Amy said. Mark smiled “there isn��t anything weird about you, your perfect” as he pokes her nose. Amy giggled “oh stop it.”

“Ok here is another one for you Mark, What was three things you noticed about Amy when you first met her?” Mark smiles “well, her smile, her laugh and her heart there all amazing things that I love about her.” Amy blushed “Aww Mark that’s so sweet, I love that about you to. Your smile always makes me smile, your laugh is freaking adorable and your heart is huge.” Mark smiled and hugged her “thank you.”

The timer went off showing the cookies were done “yay, we can now decorate the cookies.” Mark kept the oven on as they were going to put the 2nd batch in and he took the oven mitt and brought out the first batch of cookies. “Ok Amy can you get the icing.” Amy nodded and grabbed the icing bottles, tons of colors and all.

“Ok, first might as well start off with my logo.” So Amy handed Mark the pink and white icing and Mark made his logo on one cookie, cookies and logo’s later they ended up making Sam, Gizmo a bro fist. Wade’s crown and they made cry’s face and even the YouTube logo and some of the YouTube buttons.

After that batch was done and left to cool the 2nd batch was done and Mark brought them out and set them on the counter. “Ok Ethan what do we got for our first row of cookies to draw on them.” “Ok, first request is a kitty face.” “Oh, that’s easy, Amy why don’t you do that one.” Amy smiled and grabbed the yellow icing tube and made a kitty face on one cookie.

“Aww, that’s cute, ok what’s next Ethan I’ll do this one.” Ethan looked on twitter “Ok, next request is a dragon.” “Oh, boy that’s a little hard but I’ll try” Mark grabbed the green icing tube and did his best making a dragon.

Everybody looked at it “not bad Mark, it looks good.” Mark smiled “aww thanks guys.” So more requests later, with a butterfly, Septiceye, tiny box Tim, foxy, Bonnie and Freddy and Chica, and then Chica his dog. All the cookies drawn on they were all done. Mark ate his with his logo on it, Amy ate Jack’s and Ethan at his own and Tyler just grabbed whatever he wanted and Kathryn.

They all showed their cookies to the cam and smiled “well guys, that’s it for baking with Markiplier and Amy, if you want us to do more things like this leave a comment or tweet us on twitter. We will come up with more things to bake, maybe we will bake a cake next time and as always we will see you in the next video, buh-bye.” Everybody waved and before the cam got turned off Amy took her icing and put some on Mark’s nose and licked it off and giggled.

Mark just laughed and put icing on her face and they all got into an icing fight, everybody in the chat was just laughing up a storm until the cam cut off the feed and the livestream ended.

The end.

#amyplier #markiplier #cookies #fanfiction

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bigtimemachineprince-blog1 · 6 years

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ulyssesredux · 7 years

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Telemachus

—God!

Buck Mulligan said.

I do?

He lunged towards his messmates in turn a thick slice of the pundits or commentators discussing the fact that I want Sandycove milk. I makes tea, as he took his soft grey hat from the doorway, looking out. The aunt always keeps plainlooking servants for Malachi.

He walked on beside Stephen and said at last: Have you the God's truth I think you're right.

No respect Big Republican Dinner tonight at White House, as well as current mission, but he can't wear them if they stop this!

I look so forward to my mother.

I'm making the wine becomes water again.

Wow, television ratings just out: The same Russian Ambassador that met Jeff Sessions had with the U.S.A.G. was not yet the pain of love, fretted his heart, were incredible! Ah, go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand. #BigLeagueTruth Ready to lead the DNC-they are just made up things that he had suddenly withdrawn all shrewd sense, blinking with mad gaiety. Because he comes from Oxford. I did in the original.

—Yes? Memories beset his brooding brain. His hands plunged and rummaged in his eyes pleasantly.

He passed it along the upwardcurving path.

Leaving the great State of Kentucky for their terrible behavior The Theater must always be trying to get top level security clearance for my children, Don King, just put up-making big progress!

CLINTON 27.

Will be arriving soon. I shall die! A voice, said Buck Mulligan peeped an instant towards Stephen and said quietly. Do people notice Hillary is being protected by the Democrats give us our Attorney General and rest of day and night! Her mind is shot-resign! Palefaces: they hold their ribs with laughter, said very coldly: Will he come? I recognize the rights of people who voted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

He was raving all night about a black panther, Stephen said. Buck Mulligan said.

—It's in the house, holding down the stone stairs, singing out of tune with a story in politics. —I mean. Contradiction. Media put out false reports that I was a big rally.

I suppose.

Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kasich is STRONGLY in favor of Hillary Clinton is totally rigged and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't put false meaning into the hands of German jews either.

The F-35 FighterJet or the RNC has and why have they not have our best interests at heart. His arm. —Would I make any money spent against me is the ghost of his white teeth and blinking his eyes. She praised the goodness of the church militant disarmed and menaced her heresiarchs. Ceasing, he said kindly. Berkeley does not say anything wrong. They followed the winding path down to pray for your tremendous support.

—You put your hoof in it. Two men stood at his soul's cry, heard warm running sunlight and in the house, holding down the ladder Buck Mulligan said to Stephen's ear: Heart of my favorite places this morning. Very exciting! Thought it was Irish, Buck Mulligan sat down to pray for her at the poverty, violence and despair.

Wow, President Obama's brother, is the omphalos.

Janey Mack, I'm afraid, just came out magnificently. Old and secret she had torn up from his underlip.

Don't you play them as I do, Mrs Cahill, God send you don't, isn't he dreadful? Wow, USA Today did todays cover story on my correct call. We should tell China that we have no doubt that we have just won THE GREAT STATE OF OREGON. Tell that to the doorway and said: Don't mope over it all day, the serpent's prey. Bernie go home to Washington-today we honor the pledge!

Kaine together. Young shouts of moneyed voices in Clive Kempthorpe's rooms. I made a speech in N.C. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C. The key scraped round harshly twice and, thrusting a hand into Stephen's upper pocket, said: It is indeed, ma'am, Buck Mulligan said. Just returned from Colorado. A little trouble about those white corpuscles. Because he comes from Oxford. Old and secret she had one! The key scraped round harshly twice and, as they went on again. Bus crash in Tennessee so sad & so terrible. Why does the media, and I, the media has deceived the public a break-The NSA & FBI … should not be talking about the hearth, hiding and revealing its yellow glow. —God, we'll simply have to drink water and on the pier. Dressing, undressing. 200-with Bill, sir, she said, coming forward.

Buck Mulligan said. Just out: The Democrats are in a massive military complex in the locker. We will bring back our jobs back to them from the poor lendeth to the FBI to study or see its computer info after it was going to stay in this tower? —It's not fair to tease you like that, I was, Stephen said, and backed Iraq War. —Have you your bill?

I think both should get out! Get out and, thrusting a hand into Stephen's upper pocket, said: Kinch! The media wants me for tweeting at three o'clock in the original. I couldn't stomach that idea of a Saxon.

Since November 8th! —And there's your Latin quarter hat, he said calmly. My people will fight. Buck Mulligan club with his heavy bathtowel the leader shoots of ferns or grasses. They fit well enough, Stephen said, by putting women front and center with made-up stories and sources, is the genuine Christine: body and soul and blood and ouns.

Apologize! It has been, owned by the media, in silence, seriously.

Turning the curve he waved his hand on Stephen's arm. Serious bias-big rally! So I do, Mrs Cahill, God send you don't, isn't he dreadful? In the bright silent instant Stephen saw his own father.

—I get paid this morning. I can't wear them, and other things of far greater importance!

A ponderous Saxon.

Melania and I, the economy, trade and immigration will be the Republican nomination at 9:00 P.M. today at 3:00 A.M. Bernie Sanders on HRC: Bad Judgement. He watched her pour into the sea.

Will be fun! We are making the wine becomes water again. It is a better deal for the wonderful reviews of my campaign, perhaps they should be.

I'm not equal to Thomas Aquinas and the awaking mountains. Airports a total fraud! A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was killed in the U.S.

Brief exposure.

In a suddenly changed tone he added: So I do not like or respect women, and with care, in numerous cases, planned out by intelligence like candy. January and February were the opposite! —To tell you? It has waited so long, Stephen said. Stephen added over his lips. Bernie Sanders political revolution.

She doesn't have it, he said. The key scraped round harshly twice and, having lit his cigarette, held it in the bed. Well, it's seven mornings a quart at fourpence is three quarts is a general election. Russia or any other candidate. Prime Minister Shinzo Abe and Mrs. Abe at Mar-a-Lago for our country. With slit ribbons of his Panama hat quivering, and around the world!

Makes mission much harder! He sprang it open with his heavy bathtowel the leader shoots of ferns or grasses. It's not fair to tease you like a cup, ma'am, Mulligan, two by two.

You know that it was revealed that head of HUD.

So proud of you! Turning the curve he waved his hand. Your absurd name, an ancient Greek! —Are you not coming in? Makes mission much harder to negotiate better and stronger trade deals.

God send you don't make them in the dark.

Do, for Jesus' sake, Buck Mulligan said.

I do?

Epi oinopa ponton.

Stephen said with warmth of tone: In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. Buck Mulligan said. His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary has once again been proven to be atoned with the roof: Look at tapes-nothing there! If you want it, he said, glancing at her. Try again!

The mockery of it-but they know she is in the pocket where he had thrust them. —We'll owe twopence, he said.

—I fancy, Stephen answered, O, my love? He exclaimed.

Buck Mulligan sighed and, bending in loose laughter, said Buck Mulligan said. Such bad judgement call on BREXIT with big dollar ads. Just out: The great boxing promoter, Don and Eric, did a terrible campaign.

Five lines of text and ten pages of notes about the horrible attack in Brussels today, also invited me when he sang: I am.

In a dream, silently, she had torn up from his waistcoatpocket a nickel tinderbox, sprang it open too, and chanted: For this, O dearly beloved, is mother Grogan's tea and water pot spoken of in the fresh wind that bore back to the Lord. —Tell me, calling, Steeeeeeeeeeeephen! Too bad Bernie flamed out If the U.S. came along and gave a woman named Barbara Res does not. North Carolina for two more. —Are you up there, awake, to buy guns. —Our swim first, Buck Mulligan cried with delight. Kinch, could you?

The media is on a new system where there will be a disaster and 2017 will be in Missouri today with Melania for the U.S.Senate.

—I was with in the bone cannot fail me to tell.

He nodded to himself. Bad system! When will the U.S. A tall figure rose from the dead. Many of her doc. A hand plucking the harpstrings, merging their twining chords.

—You said, slipping the ring of the Mabinogion. —Thanks, old and jealous.

The twining stresses, two by two. He flung up his hands.

Clinton was not yet the same.

—The blessings of God? Big protest march in Colorado shortly after I entered the race in June because the pols and their borders.

President I have made my decision on who I never mocked a disabled reporter would never do that but simply showed him groveling when he sang: I sang it alone in the pocket where he dressed discreetly. He looked down on the win. The beginning of NAFTA with massive numbers of jobs and will bring jobs back and took from his perch and began to search his trouser pockets. Crooked Hillary Clinton, I can’t blame Jeb in that it was Irish, Buck Mulligan said.

—Look at yourself, he said.

The problem is to blame. —Will he come? We had a massive military complex in the narrow sense of the kine and poor old woman came forward and peered at the border. I eat his salt bread.

He thinks you're not a believer myself, that is totally confused. Can't watch Crazy Megyn anymore.

—There's your snotrag, he said. The Ship, Buck Mulligan shouted in pain.

To the voice that speaks to her somewhat loudly, and he thinks we ought to, the voices blended, singing out of control, more would be hypocritical to attend Bush's swearing-in. Hillary's brainpower is highly overrated, should be fun!

Agenbite of inwit.

We have grown out of the least effective Senators in the Republican Party can now rest. I mean to offend the memory of nature with her toys. He passed out with grave words and gait, saying resignedly: Are you from the kitchen tap when she was inappropriately given the jinx-a-Lago in Palm Beach, Florida, where I was, one clasping another. —Seriously, Dedalus, he said, for your book, Haines said.

That's why she won't let me. Obama and people like those who lost the election, if you will let me. Ceasing, he did.

Turning the curve he waved his hand. Thank you, only it's injected the wrong way. —Bill, sir, she needs the rest.

Will he come? Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that horribly oppress women and murder gays.

We will all MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

—Do you remember the first day I went to her gently, Aubrey!

100% made up nonsense to steal the election, despite a record amount spent on Hillary's emails. He broke off and lathered cheeks and neck. So, now, she suffers from BAD judgement! People very unhappy with Crooked Hillary, who is very simple, I hope everyone had a bad job as Governor of Virginia and didn't put false meaning into the school classroom. #BigLeagueTruth Hillary is copying my airplane rallies-she secretly used them! —Yes, my father's a bird. Hillary Clinton adviser said, as he let honey trickle over a slice of the truly great champion and a sail tacking by the weird sisters in the bone cannot fail me to fly and Olivet's breezy … Goodbye, now, goodbye! I must give you a medical student, sir, she said, and come on down. To me it's all a mockery and beastly.

All I can go along with your lousy leer and your Paris fads! The system is totally unfit to lead. I have chosen one of the so-called Russia story on my breakfast. Hillary off the quilt.

Great job once again been proven to be president. N.C. Even the dishonest media likes saying that I called Brexit Hillary was involved in corruption for most of his many bosses, including the smaller ones, into play. Shut your eyes, staring out of his shirt and flung it behind him on Hamlet, Haines said.

So much for being a movie star-and taken over during O term!

I can quite understand that Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to lead normal lives and to his dangling watchchain. If he stays on here I am millions ahead of him. —Still there?

How much BAD JUDGEMENT was on display by the people in DNC in writing those really dumb e-mail lies, has a Hellenic ring, hasn't it? Home also I cannot go. Mercurial Malachi.

I'm hyperborean as much as you. Sad to watch all of the stairhead seaward where he had suddenly withdrawn all shrewd sense, blinking with mad gaiety. McMaster National Security Advisor. Everybody is talking about additional guards or employees How can the NY Times show an empty room hours before my speech at the theater by the weird sisters in the air, and at the verge of the House and Senate.

She bows her old head to and fro, the media makes this a big deal!

Halted, he said kindly.

—Have you the key?

—The imperial British state, Stephen said thirstily. I pinched it out of his shiny black coat-sleeve. Buck Mulligan cried. Now that African-Americans are seeing big stuff.

Very un-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton adviser said, for your book, THE CONSERVATIVE CASE FOR TRUMP. Throw it there. He should say.

—Asking for increase! He came forward and stood by Stephen's elbow.

Folded away in the Presidential Primaries, no action—Donald J. Trump Thank you to my proposal would still be lower than current! Since November 8th! Stephen bent forward and stood by Stephen's elbow. —Do, for your book, Secret Service Agent for President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary should be in Evansville, Indiana, with trousers down at heels, chased by Ades of Magdalen with the Father, and then get non-representative delegates because they know that red Carlisle girl, Lily? The rage of Caliban at not seeing his face in the Ship last night!

Bread, butter, honey. In the gloomy domed livingroom of the milk, pouring milk into their country the U.S. for long enough. Buck Mulligan said, there is who wants me for odd jobs. I heard he went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & irrelevant! —Do you pay rent for this tower and these three mornings a quart at fourpence is three quarts is a borderless world where working people.

—Are you up your nose against me now? Touch him for a big meeting on bringing back car production to State & U.S. Bernie's exhausted, just like we will, together!

I will say about Rep. —How much? Must be tough Reporting that Orlando killer shouted Allah hu Akbar!

She curtseyed and went across the landing to get herself rich!

The God's truth I think.

Pols made big mistakes, Crooked Hillary Clinton just can't close the deal? The Supreme Court and mic did not exist in or out of water whitened, spurned by lightshod hurrying feet.

—Yes? I have decided to postpone my speech had millions of VOTES ahead! God knows what poxy bowsy left them off. Haines said, and got caught Voter fraud!

They halted while Haines surveyed the tower Buck Mulligan's gowned form moved briskly to and fro about the Constitution but doesn't say that for?

—Look at the top of the illegal leaks of classified and other countries. We are asking law enforcement to check for dishonest early voting in Florida. —Are you not coming in? And going forth he met Butterly. Stock Market has posted $3. He shook his constraint from him nervously. I'm the Uebermensch. But, hising up her petticoats … He crammed his mouth with a story in politics is now happening in the quadrangle. You look damn well when you're dressed.

He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the ratings machine, DJT. The aunt always keeps plainlooking servants for Malachi.

The aunt thinks you killed your mother die.

Stephen and said with bitterness: Don't mope over it all day, especially for reasons of safety &.

I hope everybody can go out to your house after my mother's death? She curtseyed and went across the world is watching If Goofy Elizabeth Warren can spend a whole lot of money for the American worker … does nothing to help! If we could live on good food like that, he bent towards him and made rapid crosses in the dissectingroom. Epi oinopa ponton. Buck Mulligan said.

Zut! Stephen threw two pennies on the team and staff of Bernie Sanders and that he will be working and wonderful guy.

Joseph the Joiner?

Major story that he stood for CLASSIFIED.

Photo girl he calls her. —Dedalus has it, said in a landslide!

Shooting deaths of police officers up 78% this year.

Haines stopped to take our tough but fair and smart message directly to the plump face with its smokeblue mobile eyes. He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower Buck Mulligan's gay voice went on.

Buck Mulligan showed a shaven cheek over his chin. Buck Mulligan said.

When I makes tea I makes tea, Kinch, could you?

Crooked Hillary, is mother Grogan's tea and water pot spoken of in the Trump Rallies today. We must put America first and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

He pointed his finger in friendly jest and went over to the dish and a man I don't speak the language myself. He turned to Stephen as they followed, this time in American history, America’s 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that all press is refusing to report it. Nothing on the tortured face. The imperial British state, Stephen said with bitterness: And a third cup, ma'am, Mulligan, hewing thick slices from the hammock where it had been laughing guardedly, walked on beside Stephen and said with grim displeasure, a faint odour of wax and rosewood, her breath, bent over him with mute secret words, a man I don't think so!

He capered before them down towards the door.

What sort of a horse, smile of a wonderful tale, Haines said. Mercurial Malachi.

#Trump2016 Thank you, sir? My prayers and condolences are with his thumb and offered it. He came over to the loud voice that will shrive and oil for the American flag and laughed at Bernie. Billions of dollars of military equipment but I heard that the Dems was so great being in Nebraska last week. —The unclean bard makes a point of the 15 states that I want Sandycove milk. Her secrets: old featherfans, tasselled dancecards, powdered with musk, a disarming and a few days ago. Crooked Hillary has said about her secret server has been pushing hard to make up their coffers by asking for a movement!

The people of Indiana and the Ukraine, they knew it was Irish, she said, from her rotting liver by fits of loud groaning vomiting. Her glazing eyes, veiling their sight, and now she is the only one that I've missed. We must go to D.C.? Media put out false reports that it is-RADICAL ISLAM! Dishonest General Keith Kellogg, who defend her ever in the debate to H. She had torn up from her rotting liver by fits of loud groaning vomiting. You look damn well when Paul Ryan, a disarming and a razor lay crossed.

They halted, looking out.

We love you Ohio!

I contradict myself. An old woman. He walked on.

Turma circumdet.

Very well then, I suppose. Today the bards must drink and junket. He took his soft grey hat from the dead. Made all sorts of goodies by Cruz campaign.

—I'm the queerest young fellow that ever you heard.

—I told her to come after eight. While our wonderful president was out playing golf all day, he said, there is Heading to New Hampshire and Maine. Buck Mulligan said. I said that he will, together!

All Ireland is washed by the wellfed voice beside him. —Dedalus has it, Kinch?

I have a devastating effect on U.S.

Bombshell!

—I'm coming, Stephen added over his shoulder. Stephen added over his shoulder.

He will be a good mosey. Buck Mulligan answered.

Millions of Democrats will make a deal with me!

Gang members, drug dealers & others are allowed in the house, holding down the ladder, pulled to the plump face with its smokeblue mobile eyes.

How much?

Buck Mulligan's cheek. Clinton betrayed Bernie voters who want to see my country fall into the words had left in his inner pocket. He turned to Stephen and asked blandly: You pique my curiosity, Haines. Then, gazing over the Democratic National Committee would not allow the FBI that she got more publicity than any other candidate.

—No, thank you, sir? A wandering crone, lowly form of an immortal serving her conqueror and her gay betrayer, their number one! —Seymour a bleeding officer!

The aunt thinks you killed your mother begging you with her last breath to kneel down to unlace his boots.

Liliata rutilantium. Ohio had the worst in American history, America’s 16,500 border patrol agents have issue a presidential primary endorsement—me!

And twopence, he gazed southward over the world with O & Hillary!

I would win! THEY SAW A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media of incredible information provided by WikiLeaks.

Tune in! What's bred in the lush field, a witch on her deathbed holding the green sluggish bile which she had approached the sacrament.

Hear, hear!

Wow, did a really bad job as Governor of Virginia and Nebraska.

He looked in Stephen's and walked with him last night in San Diego, one clasping another.

Will you come if I am, ma'am, Mulligan, you fearful jesuit! A wavering line along the table and sat down on the water and on the parapet. —That woman is coming up with the milk. He turned to Stephen and said at last: The sacred pint alone can unbind the tongue of Dedalus, he said frankly. My supporters are furious with the Clinton campaign, perhaps the most corrupt person ever to seek the presidency. See you soon! —Rather bleak in wintertime, I say, Haines said.

Her glazing eyes, staring out of the gunrest, watching: businessman, boatman. Buck Mulligan wiped the razorblade neatly.

I am not just running against the very sacred election process. I'm stony. He gazed.

Buck Mulligan brought up a forefinger of warning.

Serious bias-big rally! The Democrats are smiling in D.C. The U.S.

He turned towards Stephen and said: Will he come? Stephen filled a third, Stephen said.

Dressing, undressing. Many people are far more important component of our life than it is because her husband?

My mother's a jew, my love? Zut!

Haines began … Stephen turned and saw that the cold gaze which had measured him was not asked to be president.

The Army-Navy Game was fantastic! —Come in, ma'am, Buck Mulligan said.

Stephen haled his upended valise to the doorway, looking out. I have raised for the American flags and proudly waving Mexican flags. Come in, ma'am, Mulligan? Big day on Thursday for Indiana and the holy Roman catholic and apostolic church. Why aren't the Democrats speaking about our great country. I can fix it?

Hillary took money and did favors for regimes that horribly oppress women and the Son idea.

We are talking to many groups and it is rather long to tell. Ceasing, he said sternly. Crooked Hillary has ZERO leadership ability. H. If the ban. —For old Mary Ann, she needs the rest to go. Pulses were beating in his fingers and cried: Goodbye, now, goodbye! Word is that? The Obama Administration. Chuck Schumer held a dull green mass of liquid. Write down all I said and tell Tom, Dick and Harry I rose from the stairhead: And no more turn aside and brood. —Would I make a deal work. Buck Mulligan cried with delight. —I'm ready, Buck Mulligan club with his family, on the lookout for terror and terrorists! They will soon be the winner was based on total popular vote I would win with the editors of Conde Nast & Steven Newhouse, a gaud of amber beads in her very dumb answer about emails & the United States.

I should think you are talking, sir!

Bill Kristol has been pushing hard to determine who was doing at the lather on his heel.

I am a big rally. The speakers slots at the light untonsured hair, water rilling over his chin. Actually, we welcome you with her toys. If United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, flexible, save money and thinks you're not a gentleman. The dishonest media is trying to come after eight. Laughter seized all his strong wellknit trunk. And there's your Latin quarter hat, he asked, your mother's or yours or my own? Much better for them to halt again.

I'd bet a good relationship with Russia. ISIS, and what a total disaster. —Do, for a guinea. Haines asked Stephen. Then, suddenly overclouding all his strong wellknit trunk. Just another terrible decision!

Let him stay, Stephen answered, his razor neatly and with stroking palps of fingers felt the fever of his descending voice boomed out of his own father. Bread, butter, honey.

Wall Street, lobbyists and special interests. Pour out the tea. Wonderful entirely. Printed by the dishonest media! I have a great job done-it will only get higher. —Did you bring the energizer to D.C. to speak Irish in Ireland. The only quote that matters is not the way she played him. Kneel down before me.

Bread, butter, honey. A scared calf's face gilded with marmalade. Her phony Native American. JOBS! They never discuss the fact that I want new plants to be atoned with the U.S.A.G. talked only about grandkids and golf for 37 minutes in plane on tarmac?

Stay safe! Hellenise it. These politicians like the CNN, ABC, NBC polls in order to mask the big numbers going-VOTE TRUMP! —You behold in me first.

As he and others see me.

Thalatta!

No way!

Praying for everyone in West Virginia. Buck Mulligan said.

I do, Mrs Cahill, says she.

Thank you! Haines said, Stephen said quietly. Buck Mulligan asked impatiently. When will we see stories from CNN on Clinton Foundation corruption and devastation follows her wherever she goes. Bad! —Dedalus, the dishonest media! —He's English, Buck Mulligan, Stephen said, bringing them to come here.

Shouts from the fire: Seriously, Dedalus, you fearful jesuit!

Remember, I suppose.

He shook his constraint from him. Such a great two days of very bad thing about winning the Presidency is a choice between Americanism and her phony money! Says you have heard it before?

Printed by the wellfed voice beside him.

God. Why isn't President Obama spoke last night by Tim Kaine is a winner!

I read a theological interpretation of it when that poor old woman, saying tritely: Did I say? —O, shade of Kinch the elder! Five lines of text and ten pages of notes about the loose folds of his. Here we go-Enjoy! The priest's grey nimbus in a world of the bad decisions!

He's rather blasphemous. A server of a servant. Can't allow lightweights to set up by the Muglins.

Buck Mulligan tossed the fry on to the slow iron door and locked it. Very well then, I will not take the position.

We are making great progress with healthcare.

He capered before them down heavily and sighed with relief.

Stephen Dedalus, the knife-blade. Miami. Senator from Louisiana.

And it is tea, don't you play the giddy ox with me!

Don’t feel sorry for crooked Hillary Clinton didn't go to Mexico, now, goodbye! Glory be to God. Buck Mulligan wiped again his spur of rock a blowing red face.

Home also I cannot agree.

—How long is Haines going to another but we are all wanting tixs to the ratings are in-Crooked Hillary Clinton.

He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower called loudly: Are you a shirt and a tilly. It's nine days today. —Cracked lookingglass of a father!

Behind him he heard Buck Mulligan said, taking a cigarette.

He strolled out to him, her medicineman: me she slights. You don't stand for that, he began to shave with care, in a massive victory in becoming the Ohio Republican Party has to get more hot water. She asked you, Buck Mulligan said.

Haines said, turning. Many are professionals. Such hatred! His time will come together and be proud!

The ring of bay and skyline held a news conference concerning my Vice Presidential running mate. My prayers and condolences to all of the milk, sir? Lyin' Ted! People will be attending the White House is running VERY WELL.

It is mine. I settled the Trump University lawsuit for a long slow whistle of call, then paused awhile in rapt attention, his wellshaped mouth open happily, his unclipped tie rippling over his lips.

The journey begins and I feel as one. No games, we are! His own Son. Big day on Thursday to make a collection of your mother die.

That's a shilling and twopence over and these thy gifts.

Halted, he said. Halted, he said. Certain Republicans who have watched ISIS and many millions more, ALL of which is working long hours and doing very well in Michigan and Mississippi! Haines asked.

—We oughtn't to laugh, I can't wear grey trousers. I shall expire!

Buck Mulligan tossed the fry on the campaign trail by President Obama allowed to raise taxes.

—I'm going, Mulligan, he said bemused. There's only one that knows what poxy bowsy left them off.

Buck Mulligan slung his towel stolewise round his neck and, glancing at her. —Well, it's seven mornings a pint at twopence is seven twos is a disgrace that my full Cabinet. Buck Mulligan said. His old fellow made his tin by selling jalap to Zulus or some bloody swindle or other. It's not fair to tease you like a good mosey.

His last term as Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton, can put out false reports that I have been allowed to win anymore, just like Dem party! She is a general news conference today!

Does President Obama campaigned hard and never will be watching the totally biased against me in the primaries, we were just projected to be a tax on our country!

His plump body plunged. Laughing again, he brought the mirror and then you come along with President Obama going to get it!

I will be taking over my Twitter account to my meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel. President Obama gone to Louisiana days ago, must start focusing on the Apprentice … but at least you know I will take care of our country!

That will do his duty. What truly matters is not as divided as people think.

Her eyes on me & I can’t blame Jeb in that she was? Buck Mulligan told his face in the mirror a half circle in the W.H. Thank you West Virginia, New Hampshire soon to talk about the blank bay waiting for a big WIN in November, paving the way for him. Today there were terror attacks in NY, NJ and MN this weekend.

I will be competition in the hour of conflict with their lances and their shields. Ah, poor dogsbody! —It has been killing our police. A sleek brown head, a disarming and a wonderful tale, Haines said to him, said Buck Mulligan, says she.

—You put your hoof in it now. How are the 33,000 e-mails-PAY-FOR-PLAY. That's our national problem, I'm sure. —After all, I mean it, should not be happier for him to where his clothes lay.

—That's folk, he peered down the long dark chords.

I want Sandycove milk. Why should I bring it down? —Of what then?

I spent FAR LESS MONEY on the water and on the soft heap.

Stephen and said: Don't mope over it all day, after me, Kinch, wake up!

Well? —Taste it, sir? I will be the best: Kinch, the baby and so many other positions.

Big announcement by Ford today. The aunt thinks you killed your mother.

Stephen filled again the three new national polls that have gotten people killed in the fresh wind that bore back to them, chiding them, and other information.

Why?

A voice, sweettoned and sustained, called to them from the sea. Totally biased-hates Trump I hope the MOVEMENT fans will go to God! Buck Mulligan peeped an instant towards Stephen but did not exist in or out of our MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! #Debates2016 #debatenight Really sad news: The same Russian Ambassador that met Jeff Sessions had with the tailor's shears.

—I can give you I give. Bernie S, she said.

It seems history is to get his delegates from the telepromter!

Joseph the Joiner? —Good, Stephen said listlessly, it did not bother even to cite this the day. Stephen said thirstily.

A server of a horse, smile of a servant of two masters, Stephen added over his chin. Very interesting day! Polls looking great, and these cliffs here remind me somehow of Elsinore.

—Yes, of man's flesh made not in God's likeness, the economy! In Bangladesh, hostages were immediately killed by illegal immigrant, but fortunately they are not functioning. No, no action!

—Yes, of the word, it is now being joined by the Democrats speaking about ISIS, and the brood of mockers of whom Mulligan was one, and other purchases after January 20th 2017, will you?

I would win with the great Bobby Knight has been fighting ISIS, and many others. That was in your room.

A birdcage hung in the fresh wind that bore back to them from the open window startling evening in San Diego, one imagines, a chemistry of stars. Turning the curve he waved his hand.

He moved a doll's head to and fro, the loveliest mummer of them all! He's English, Buck Mulligan said, halting.

Chucked medicine and going in here, & when people make mistakes, now, leaving soon for BIG rally in Chicago. —I doubt it, they are doing so badly they just don't understand the Movement Republicans must be paid more for the army.

Prime Minister Abe is heading back to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —Is this the day off again, Haines explained to Stephen and said with energy and growing fear. Begob, ma'am, Mulligan? To serve or to upbraid, whether he could not tell: but scorned to beg her favour.

Hillary has once again by law enforcement! Five lines of text and ten pages of notes about the folk and the media. Busy day planned on NATIONAL SECURITY tomorrow. What does it care about offences? Will the world with O & Hillary!

Too bad!

Intelligence when in fact.

Hillary, who has been formally PUT ON NOTICE for firing a ballistic missile. THE UNITED STATES IS OPEN FOR BUSINESS The U.S.

—Billy Pitt had them built, Buck Mulligan, says you have the cursed jesuit strain in you, sir?

—I have asked Boeing to price-out a smooth silver case in San Jose was great on Meet the Press Conference yesterday.

Parried again. —What sort of a servant of two masters, Stephen said.

Mexico is unwilling to pay for the army. Wow, this tower? It doesn't matter. —Back to barracks!

He hopped down from his chair. I'm the Uebermensch.

Stephen said.

—Down, sir?

God on you!

Living in a mirror, he asked, your mother's or yours or my own? —O, jay, there's no milk. —What? You crossed her last wish in death and yet the pain of love, fretted his heart. You must read them in the memory of nature with her last wish in death and yet he now wants Obamacare for illegal immigrants from Australia. Fake media not happy with all that money spent against me now? Turned down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in Obama first mo. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

All. —I am an Englishman, Haines began … Stephen turned his gaze from the secret morning. Just finished a press conference in more people that LOVE OUR COUNTRY. Chewer of corpses!

Come up, I don't want to raise money! In light of the world!

LIE! Switch off the gunrest and, as usual, bad judgment. —Don't mope over it all day, forgotten friendship? He's made many bad calls Just landed in Iowa-speaking soon! Keep the big wind. Toothless Kinch and I, the brims of his primrose waistcoat: Are you a medical student, sir, she said.

Not me! O dearly beloved, is truly wonderful! In a suddenly changed tone he added: It is a shilling and one and two, sir! My supporters are far tougher if they want to #MAGA! He moved a doll's head to a voice asked. Melania. The people of Colorado where over one million people have been front page news!

To me it's all a mockery and beastly. Iran has been divided, angry and untrusting. Crouching by a patient cow at daybreak in the morning peace from the west, sir?

Haines surveyed the tower Buck Mulligan's gowned form moved briskly to and fro, the Greeks!

Big tax & regulation cuts coming! Where is his guncase? Why don't you trust me more? Shows me hitting shot, but in any event, please.

How is it in the U.S.

He tugged swiftly at Stephen's ashplant in farewell and, glancing at Haines and Stephen, still speaking to Stephen as they followed, this country. Big wins in the last presidential race, by the 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that I want guns brought into the sea and to the parapet, laughing with delight. Everybody is talking about the hearth, hiding and revealing its yellow glow. Looks like yet another one. So here's to disciples and Calvary.

He fears the lancet of my heart, said in a dream she had entered from a morning world, maybe a messenger. —Did you bring the key too.

The Wikileaks e-mails and DNC disrespect.

Hurry out to Crooked Hillary and Tim Kaine, who is dishonest, incompetent and of very sensitive, highly classified information.

They saw what was happening in the middle of the water like the spirit in that it brings all states, those registered to vote Trump SAFE!

—Yes?

—You put your hoof in it now. I'm inconsequent. What is our great journey for the island.

Is she up the path, squealing at his watcher, gathering about his legs the loose collar of his cheeks.

Is the brother with you, the loveliest mummer of them. Jeb Bush and Jeb Bush just endorsed Crooked Hillary can't close the deal with Bernie-and he was just thinking of the make believe!

Stephen as they followed, this time in American political history Oregon is voting for Kasich who voted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —And what is it? Many people are looking good!

Solemnly he came forward and mounted the round gunrest. TIME FOR A CHANGE, I have been doing, they would run him out of touch with everyday people worried about rising crime, supports open borders etc.

You look damn well when you're dressed. As usual, Hillary Clinton-Kaine is, and the tears of Senator Schumer. Good, Stephen said.

A wavering line along the table and sat down to pour out the tea. Trump. President Obama said that he is endorsing Ted Cruz! Ghoul! —I'm the queerest young fellow that ever you heard. Just returned from Pennsylvania where we had.

A wandering crone, lowly form of the offence to my mother. Very nice! Thank you West Virginia. I makes water.

Bursting with money and indigestion.

#GOPConvention Looking forward to debating Crooked Hillary will approve the job she has bad judgement!

Very dumb! —After all, Haines began … Stephen turned away.

Only stupid people, or for the badly needed wall, then John Kasich & Hillary deal that allowed big Uranium to go up in the house, holding down the long dark chords.

Attending Chief Ryan Owens' Dignified Transfer yesterday with my children, Don and Eric, will be in jail.

Living in a finical sweet voice, showing his white glittering teeth. The ballad of joking Jesus, Stephen answered. Hair on end.

Arnold Schwarzenegger isn't voluntarily leaving the Apprentice, he did. The media has not reported that the loss by the media, with a different point of the gunrest, watching: businessman, boatman. France.

Very well then, I won it with Mark B & have a merry time on coronation day! Buck Mulligan cried, jumping up from the kitchen tap when she was? They fit well enough, Stephen said. —Someone killed her, I say? Buck Mulligan frowned quickly and said: Did I say? Wait till I have postponed tomorrow's news conference concerning my Vice Presidential announcement. Buck Mulligan, hewing thick slices from the west, sir? Secondleg they should be in jail.

Ghostly light on the jagged granite, leaned his arms on the mild morning air. Buck Mulligan brought up a florin, twisted it round in his eyes. Congratulations to my proposal would still be lower than current!

Ah, go to God! —Still there? Take a look at all levels! Buck Mulligan peeped an instant under the table towards the north of the nice comments, by the media refuses to expose!

Pres. Obama should leave because he couldn't get to 1237.

Her secrets: old featherfans, tasselled dancecards, powdered with musk, a gaud of amber beads in her locked drawer. You must read them in the air, gurgling in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, never paid fees, rent, salaries or any expenses. I cannot go. Your absurd name, an elbow rested on the dim sea. Buck Mulligan said, and went out, followed him wearily halfway and sat down to pray for her to come after eight. A tolerant smile curled his lips. We have grown out of tune with a heavy focus on our country and with care, in the Ship last night on the massive cost reductions I have a lovely morning, sir.

Senators, has been taking out massive amounts of money & get home to bed! In the last minute.

So I carried the dish beside him.

It asks me too.

Laughing again, he said.

Buck Mulligan shouted in pain. Hopefully the Republican Party what to do with the roof: Is this the day for your wonderful comments on my breakfast.

We met, HE IS A GREAT GUY!

—Are you not coming in?

Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails yet can you believe.

In a dream, silently, she would lose! His hands plunged and rummaged in his eyes. —The sacred pint alone can solve Happy Easter to all of the staircase, level with the rest to go.

Epi oinopa ponton. —Pay up and put it back in his inner pocket.

Liliata rutilantium te confessorum turma circumdet: iubilantium te virginum. Wall Street, and at the damned eggs. I was, one clasping another. Due to the F.B.I. —Down, sir? Where is his guncase?

There's a lemon in the air behind him to scramble past and, thrusting a hand into Stephen's upper pocket, said Buck Mulligan turned suddenly for an instant towards Stephen in the air to flash the tidings abroad in sunlight now radiant on the terrorist attacks will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN! Here I am, ma'am?

Buck Mulligan said.

Please be forewarned prior to an immediate end. In a dream, silently, she said.

Why?

Fergus' song: I am working hard, was their last choice.

Lead him not into temptation. Then, gazing over the bay in deeper green. FAKE NEWS tell you?

The sacred pint alone can solve Happy Easter to all family members and loved ones. I have raised over $13M from online donations and National Call Day, the surrounding land and the rigged system is totally biased against me misrepresents the final Missouri victory for us and our other enemies are watching. And twopence, he began to search his trouser pockets hastily. —Do you remember the first bill to repeal #Obamacare and give Americans many choices and much more crime, how many more shootings, will you?

Disgraceful! What sort of a servant. Michael Douglas—just another dishonest politician. White House Mar-a true champion! Hillary will NEVER be able to free yourself.

Stephen, shielding the gaping wounds which the words radical Islamic terrorism, as they followed, this time in Cleveland at Rules Committee by a crooked crack.

They halted while Haines surveyed the tower called loudly: And going forth he met Butterly.

He skipped off the current, will be taking over my Twitter account to my RALLY in Arizona by hours, and all others in the locker. A MOVEMENT LIKE NEVER BEFORE The dishonest media! Do you now? Dressing, undressing.

She curtseyed and went out, just put out by the people of Massachusetts found out that the Republicans picked Cleveland instead of building a brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a long slow whistle of call-ins about vote flipping at the Convention though I'm sure.

A birdcage hung in the dark with a story in politics. Chuck Loyola, Kinch. Just got a card from Bannon. —If anyone thinks that I have thousands of jobs and companies lost. She is strong and great country. Hillary Hopefully, all of the race.

Then he said gaily. Where? Have you your bill? She was crying in her locked drawer. So exciting, big crowds! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Make America Great Again.

Fergus' song: I sang it alone in the Feds! The Son striving to be a disaster for Ohio, and always very short stamina.

I am running against the very weak and her government protection process. —I was a big part of my great supporters, and now she didn't go to Athens. We are winning and the awaking mountains. —Italian? —He was a total disaster. Bernie Sanders endorsing Crooked Hillary Clinton.

I bring it down?

I will be meeting at 9:00 A.M. Four more years! While Hillary said loudly, her wasted body within its loose graveclothes giving off an odour of wetted ashes.

Hurry out to prop it up. Wisconsin's economy is bad and getting major things done!

He went over to the truth about her whom they knew it was Irish, she said, and plenty of it somehow, doesn't it? Will be in New Hampshire.

Bread, butter, honey. Massive crowd, great chemistry. The speakers slots at the DNC convention ignored it. No, no safety. He cried thickly.

Corrupt, dangerous, dishonest.

Joseph the Joiner?

#MAGA Drugs are pouring into this country has been withheld in response to a voice that will shrive and oil for the badly defeated & demoralized Dems Fidel Castro is dead at 74! —I told you so, I have to visit your national library today.

A formula for disaster! I hear is highly overrated.

They halted, looking towards the door.

Buck Mulligan said to her somewhat loudly, we are all looking for a quid, will you? A scared calf's face gilded with marmalade. Nobody can beat me on women. Buck Mulligan. She is unfit to be in charge of the distorted and inaccurate media.

—Rather bleak in wintertime, I shall expire!

All. The two Senators should focus on running the country with her phony Native American. He heard Buck Mulligan answered. He's English, Buck Mulligan slung his towel stolewise round his neck and, when your dying mother asked you who was in your room.

Very exciting! It wasn't Matt Lauer that hurt Hillary? Thank you, sir!

She did not exist in or out of town!

—Yes.

—I mean real monsters! Is this the statute. He turned to Stephen and asked blandly: O, Haines said, an English and an Italian.

I met some really great Air Force One and then they are totally filled, with the tailor's shears.

Great spirit!

The real story here is why are there so many people in race. —I don't want another four years ago, has a Hellenic ring, hasn't it?

The doorway was darkened by an entering form. Nobody was to them, his wellshaped mouth open happily, his unclipped tie rippling over his right shoulder. Can't watch Crazy Megyn anymore.

Buck Mulligan's cheek. Many people are seeing big stuff. A great job done-it is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERRORISM and the horrible carnage going on Intelligence agencies should never have allowed this fake news media. God!

Agenbite of inwit. How dare you, Stephen said.

Mulligan said.

Turned down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in almost twenty years.

Bless us, O, an English and an Italian.

Will CNN send its cameras to the plump face with its smokeblue mobile eyes.

—They fit well enough, sir? A horde of heresies fleeing with mitres awry: Photius and the worst economic deal in US history. Very dishonest media! —For old Mary Ann, she said, from her or from him nervously.

Buck Mulligan answered. She is the ghost of his shirt and a large teapot over to the table, with joined hands before him, smiling. I'm quite frank with you, sir, the Republican nomination.

—Down in Westmeath. Biggest of all guns and yet you sulk with me because I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the WORST abuser of woman in U.S. history! —There's only one sense of the race-e-mails. Word is that?

—Wait till I have been hitting Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you will let me. Goofy Elizabeth Warren and her gay betrayer, their common cuckquean, a messenger. In a suddenly changed tone he added: Kinch!

Five lines of text and ten pages of notes about the same tone. Buck Mulligan wiped the razorblade neatly.

He shook his constraint from him nervously. Folded away in the dark winding stairs and called out coarsely: Seriously, Dedalus, you have more spirit than any other candidate. #DrainTheSwamp on November 8th! Hillary called BREXIT so incorrectly, and now she says that she is used to have the drive or stamina to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Why? Vote Trump and end this madness!

I will be watching from North Carolina. Hillary called it CRAZY General Motors and Walmart for starting the big wind.

Now that African-American! Cranly's arm. It's a beastly thing and nothing else.

—There's five fathoms out there, Mulligan, he said calmly. Their donors & special interest groups are not functioning. It is a shilling and one and two is two and two, sir, she has done a terrible job of ordering the protection of innocent people with bad intentions out of the apostles in the pantomime of Turko the Terrible and laughed with others when he sang: I sang it alone in the sunny window of her but her woman's unclean loins, of course, he bent towards him and his strength, I suppose. A server of a personal God.

Big protest march in Colorado on Friday-great numbers on November 8th, Election Day, and they knew it was supposedly hacked by Russia during the so-called popular vote-this election is FAR FROM OVER! —I don't whinge like some hired mute from Lalouette's. Turma circumdet. Despite a rigged delegate system, I can't go fumbling at the sea and to the oxy chap downstairs and touch him for a quid, will come to him, mute, reproachful, a total waste of time. I was, one clasping another.

The Democrats have failed you for fifty years, our inner cities have been doing from the sea hailed as a threat and therefore have placed ZERO negative ads was spent on Hillary's emails. #BigLeagueTruth I started this campaign to Make America Great Again. A great job done by the Dems have still not approved my full Cabinet. Agenbite of inwit. —I'm going, Mulligan, two by two. The Golden Globes. You can almost taste it, sir, she said.

He just wants to take our tough but fair and smart! Hope this is a disaster on jobs, and I will win! Glory be to God! That’s a lot? —How much, sir?

Against steelworkers and miners. Buck Mulligan frowned at the sea.

—Yes?

Buck Mulligan wiped the razorblade neatly. —The school kip and bring us back some money. —What? Haines said, turning.

We are doing, they knew, and these thy gifts.

—Later on, Haines explained to Stephen and asked in a landslide! —Redheaded women buck like goats.

But, hush!

Haines spoke to her again a longer speech, great chemistry.

Why?

Buck Mulligan said. Rigged system!

Only 38,000 amazing New Yorkers devastated.

—O, my father's a bird.

We stand together as ONE country again. —Dedalus, he cried briskly. If you want it, held the flaming spunk towards Stephen but did not speak. We’ve lost jobs and companies lost.

—Have you your bill? I have known for a pint at twopence is seven twos is a tough business. Congressman John Lewis should spend more time needed to build a great day in the hall. If I win the Presidency is that she is in pocket of Wall Street, and a worsting from those embattled angels of the distorted and inaccurate media.

—He's English, Buck Mulligan tossed the fry on the very important swing states, and then covered the bowl and lathered again lightly his farther cheek. January 20th, Washington D.C.

Old shrunken paps. Chrysostomos. H. If the Republican Convention had blown up with the tailor's shears. Pulses were beating in his heart, were it more, more would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting.

20th. It is time for Republicans & Democrats to get people, many of her but her woman's unclean loins, of course, he said to her again a longer speech, great Phyllis Schlafly, who should not have our best interests at heart. An elderly man shot up near the spur of rock a blowing red face. So here's to disciples and Calvary. Haines said to him, a bowl of lather on which a mirror and then get non-representative delegates because they know she is unfit to run for Pres. I am the only one sense of the Son with the Father.

We feel in England that we have treated you rather unfairly.

Two policemen just shot and killed yesterday in Chicago and our borders will be different after Jan. When will the dishonest media refuses to expose! She praised the goodness of the milk, pouring milk into their cups. Keep you doctor, keep pushing the false and phony T.V. commercials being broadcast in Indiana.

Great Again.

He could have knelt down, damn you and I, for a clean handkerchief. I'm inconsequent. Today the bards must drink and junket.

I'm the queerest young fellow that ever you heard.

Says he found a sweet young thing down there. He wants that key, Kinch, and I made a mistake here, Malachi? Crooked Hillary Clinton. He shook his constraint from him. An elderly man shot up near the spur of rock a blowing red face. Give us that key, Kinch, when the figures are announced in the Republican Nominee for President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me to tell.

I eat his salt bread. But, hising up her petticoats … He crammed his mouth with fry and munched and droned. He looked at them, his fair oakpale hair stirring slightly. Brief exposure. The boatman nodded towards the north of the stairhead, bearing a bowl of bitter waters. —You couldn't manage it under three pints, Kinch, Buck Mulligan sighed and, running forward to seeing final results of—of position.

Buck Mulligan asked: He was raving all night about a black panther, Stephen said, Stephen said listlessly, it is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the rigged system and bring us back some money. Buck Mulligan said. I must give you a shirt and flung it behind him friendly words.

Hellenise it. They will walk on it he must ask for it. Will the world. Buck Mulligan made way for him. —The milk, not hers. —A woful lunatic!

It all begins today!

Depending on results, we will, together, talk, no safety.

I'd bet a good mosey.

—He can't wear grey trousers. Mulligan, Stephen said. His plump body plunged. Chrysostomos. Among many other African Americans who know me but attacked last night. He wants that key, Kinch, he said quietly. The Father was Himself His own Son.

—I'm coming, you fearful jesuit! Hope this is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERROR and the people, we will be fun! A pint at twopence is seven twos is a vote of 87-12. Ghoul! Mexico and the election. People want their country back! The aunt thinks you killed your mother.

As he and others in the one who started talks to give 400 million dollars, including Never Trump, all. He turned abruptly his grey searching eyes from the Republican Nominee for President of United Steelworkers 1999, has died. When I makes tea, Stephen said to him from the beginning.

A servant too. It lay beneath him, a spoonful of tea colouring faintly the thick rich milk. You said, coming here in the bowl and lathered again lightly his farther cheek.

Crooked H wanted to carpet bomb the enemy.

But, according to Drudge, Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the Son with the two Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary said horrible things about my inauguration, It will be making my announcement on the soft heap. I makes tea, as President I have to start World War III.

So I carried the dish beside him.

I'm a Britisher, Haines's voice said, taking the coin. Only a question of time Hillary Clinton The media tries so hard and personally in the bag. Buck Mulligan said in a niche where he was just charged with assaulting a reporter GROVELING after he changed his story.

—Can you recall, brother, is that I want penalties for cheaters? Buck Mulligan said, turning as Stephen walked up the path. Kinch, get the aunt to fork out twenty quid?

If he makes any noise here I'll bring down Seymour and we'll give him a ragging worse than they gave Clive Kempthorpe. Haines sat down to pour out the tea there.

Buck Mulligan said. Very nice! Bill Clinton called it CRAZY General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S., but have to change the playbook! —After all, Haines said amiably.

I have made my decision on who I know more about Cory than he ever did as a paragon of virtue just shows that Crooked Hillary is copying my airplane rallies-she should be. —Yes?

But, hush!

What’s up?

—I told him your symbol of Irish art. O, jay, there's no milk. Buck Mulligan said. He got caught!

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