Chael-7

An attempt at comedic satire of the action adventure genre’s predictability “Bubudegagava!!!” announced the high octane loudspeaker embedded near the top-right corner of the twelve foot tall concrete wall on the northernmost side of the dank cubic room, so dank in fact, that algae grew in streaks on the aforementioned walls. “What?” enquired the amazingly beautiful, shapely, and scantily clad female heroine as she pushed her hair (this hair was every bit as stunningly beautiful as the feminine heroine it grew from. It had many shades- ranging from golden blonde to rich brown to luscious red with streaks of black i

I sat on the edge of my bed breathing heavily. The SS soldiers, some of whom I had trained personally, were trying to break down the door that I had jammed shut with my bookcase full of now illegal literature. I began to reminisce as I pulled out my officers pistol. How had that little art student, Adolf Hizler or whatever, gained so much power?             Of course, he did pander to his audience quite well. "Ze pure German, Aryan race is most obviously superior to ze rest of ze world's population. It is due to oppressive outside influences brought upon us and internal weakening of ze strong German blood by Jews and other weaker races that