"I thank you for the offer, Jenny, but I have business to attend to. There are TV executives who need to pay!" You said.
You had your mom-puppet curl herself into a ball and then, Using your god-like telekinesis, you made all the dust in the air form a perfect solid sphere around your body. This sphere of dust would be your transport. Quickly, you rolled outside and hurtled downtown to the TV station.
You certainly turned a lot of heads as a giant sphere of dust going down the street. You had to mind control every one of them to keep them from taking pictures. You want to leave no evidence of this, after all. Soon you reached the TV station and barreled through the door, making sure to spread more dust all over the security cameras' lenses so nothing could see you. Finally, you went to the boardroom, where three executives in their nice suits, two young men, a young woman, and an older lady.
"What the hell? Is that a ball of dust?" One of the men, wearing a red tie said.
The younger woman stood up.
"Somebody call the janitors, this must be some kind of joke." She said.
Then, you made your move. Telekinetically, you lifted them all up by their ankles and hurled them around the room like a bunch of ragdolls. The screamed and cried and the old woman pissed herself. You laughed, having a jolly good time terrorizing these people.
"That's what you get for not having any cartoons!" You told them with your telepathy.
You set them down, leaving them all dizzy, terrorized, and confused.
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