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Published: 2023-05-30 16:34:29 +0000 UTC; Views: 480; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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This is, well parts of me, rather the head, but not all of my head either, just the top, and old selfie I found on an old disc of images...I seldom had sprouted crest-mohawks of more than a few inches, my hair is very thing and frail so crests would require loads of hairspray and even then it wasn´t safe from wind and weather (and party)
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Café Frequenter Episode 143
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John Bargeld was sitting down at a table at room filled with so much smoke that all it´s inhabitants looked like smoked herring being smoked...
...at the other side the table was his cybernetic hang-fellow Peter Fængsel looking like a iron infested half robotic smoked herring...
They were bounty hunter or rather, they were bored and needed money, as much money as possible, as fast as possible and with the minimum amount of work put behind it...
...they had stopped mugging people since some of them where armed, some fought back and often it would end at the police station, with fines or prison sentences... simply it was to much bundle with to liuttle earnings...
John Looked at Peter!
He though what a looser I am hanging with while he zipped his bear and smoked his far to expensive cigar, just to look as cool as possible...
When he had another look at his "friend" he though he is more Bot than human, all because he is a lousy fighter, catching grenades with his head and bullets by his belly...
..still he was good having around, if nothing else for magnetically attract bullets and bomb so he himself wouldn´t get as hurt...
But oh dear how expensive he was to have around, all the hospital bills... you know grafting a bionic arm to a body is expensive...
...not to mention a bionic arm, or that is a useful bionic arm, any quack fake doc could fit a grapple hook to a stump of flesh...
... still he had the nerves to claim half of the bounty every time they made a hit that generated some dough...
...John had a third look at his drooling metal-plated brother in arms...
He thought: ok he is drunk again, what if someone gives us work, then we have to go home first and sober him up with coffee and anti-hangover stimulants...
...he fingered his gun under the table, fantasizing about just pulling it and shooting his ugly face off his shoulder, that would be fun, that would kill his boredom...
...and then he could sell his bionic parts and earn a fortune and not having to work for a month or two, perhaps find another partner...
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Hello dear Mr White!
you might know these characters? I usually told you about my cousins and friends sci-fi adventures after I had been to Denmark... I am thinking of weaving them in to the Jimmy-story, don´t really know how yet...
...are they to kitsch?
..yeah perhaps...
like a really bad spaghetti western in a sci-fi world?
...Hey Mr. White you might be on to something here...
...what do you think?
shall I? shoudn´t I?
Shall I?
please write soon and tell me...
Say hi to those other Green-islanders you keep at home!
Flower power and Peace!
/ Johnny the game master of olden days
