A midget.

The door exploded into a thousand splinters as a midget in a red shirt flew threw the air in a tight ball wrapping his legs under his arms.  He unfurled himself mid-awesome-fucking-surf and landed with the grace of a cat on shrooms.

He lifted a .45 caliber pistol and eyed the bear on the other side of the room wearing a top hat and a grin made of pure evil. He sat at a large oak desk with intricate designs carved into the aged wood.

"I'm taking you down Robert Goober, you've eaten your last couple at this national park!"

The bear stood up and cracked his knuckles, he paused for a moment and looked at his feet noticing the black bulges that held his massive claws and protruded out of his fur.  His gaze locked back to the midget...fucking midgets....this bear hated them...they had killed his parents thirteen years earlier, and this was the moment he had been waiting for.

The midget fidgeted....like a midget. "Don't think you've got all day!" He was nervous, did the bear know? It was his first mission, he couldn't know...he was a bear...right?!

Mr. Goobers, the bear, yeah...his name is Mr. Goobers get over it. Anyhow, Mr. Goobers put his grin into sleep mode and flipped his paw open, a tiny robot shaped spider bounced in his palm and jumped down onto the desk below him.


(What the fuck happens next?!-I got bored that's what!-Write something in the comments and if I don't get killed in the next week I'll pick one and finish the story! :D)

Words and words filled with poop.

So I just read an e-mail from a one very special 'StockyCoder' about how he'd created a blogspot for me and wanted to know if I was interested. I was indeed and figured since it was so late and rather wait till the morning to e-mail him and get the actual 'alchestbreach' url I'd just go with the simple 'chestbreach' this way if someone stumbled upon this they would just assume I was someone who punched innocent children.

So yeah, not really sure what I'll be posting here.  Probably a mix of random stuff that's somewhat related to mods/games/books/anything I do...and STORIES! So many fucking stories your head will implode and then re-explode into pigeons that will devour your family.

That is all,
 -Al