Indoor Magic's May Giveaway 2018

So there we were walking along. After about 2 days of walking through the mountains and forest, some how we ended up in the desert.

on the brink of death, we saw a silhouette of what appeared to be a person.

I stood and waved my hands over my head in an attempt to get the attention of whatever was ahead of us.

"Look it is coming our way" i tried to say, but my throat was so dry all that came out was "loo eee wa" in a raspy voice.

As she approached she told us to lay down. Then i felt a cool breeze as she stood over us. In almost an angelic voice she says "you are lucky i found you"

I stared up trying to look in here eyes, but found myself getting dizzy.

What happened next has never been told to anyone.

Everything turned black and i felt the earth begin to spin faster and faster. I closed my eyes in an attempt to not throw up. When i opened them i was surrounded by 'little people' dressed as clowns. They were no ordinary clowns, 1 had an ax stuck in his neck, another had his mouth sewn shut and had a birds beak on his nose.

The clowns moved in slowly, singing a gibberish chant. They started to pick me up, and then next thing i know i am crowd surfing towards a HUGE fire. Through the fire i could see the silhouette again. they dropped me about 2 feet in front of the fire, the flames turn green an die down. She steps forward and exclaims "i am the witch doctor, why should i spare your life"?

"Bubba Kim get my spell book" she says before i can utter a response.

She opens the book, the fire turns to vibrant colors and swirls like a tornado. The moon turns blood red and begins to drip.

"Kundalini, Kundalini, kundalini" she starts to chant, the sad clowns start to join in.

The fire stops swirling and my friend Jeramiahi appears. His skin pale and looking like a zombie. The witch doctor utters some words and my friend turns into a 5 foot frog. The sad clowns surrounded the huge frog and start to eat him alive.

She looks at me "live or die"?

Live I scream

She hands me a bong made from a human skull and other bones.

I take the a stick from the fire and fire up bong. I take a HUGE hit, I set the bong down so I don't break it. The coughing begins, I lay back and start to close my eyes. I see clowns standing over me laughing. Everything begins to spin.

I hear a female voice "hey wake up"

I open my eyes and I am in my bed. My mom is telling me to take out the trash. I say where is Jerahmai? She says "your frog? In his cage. What did you do last night?!"

Huh. Nothing!

As I get out of bed I think to myself man that's the last time I eat taco bell I found in my truck!
 
Adam and Eve were in the garden of Eden enjoying some fresh fruits whilst their children were playing in the garden. The kids were getting bored so Eve suggested they play a game. She sent them out into the garden to find the most wonderful thing they could find. They both ran off and were gone for days. One boy came running back first with a beautiful fruit, it tasted like the nectar of the gods. "Well done" said Eve "your brother will have work to do"
Three days later the other brother came back with a plant. Eve looked at him and said "a plant! What am I going to do with a plant? It stinks!" He said " no, you smoke it like this in this pipe" and he showed her. He added " it tastes so sweet and makes you feel so good!"
Eve lit the pipe, took a couple of hits and exclaimed " that's some righteous shit, it tastes so sweet, like Candy, Cain!"

Sent from my comfy chair.
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Ok, here is my entry...

Legends were always thick with the Cannasta People. Never was there a mingling without talk of Legends, especially the Blue Magic Legends!

Cannasta's loved to dream of Blue Magic, their DreamWorld. Where anything was possible, unlike the World they now inhabited, dim and unfriendly. A World they all wanted to escape.

Romenald, the local Authority, loved being busy with his garden of sticks. A garden that supplied basic nutrients among the few that flourished on his dimly lit World. But, nutrients, were not on his list of duties today! Rather, he was engulfed in the gossip of a new blue planetary body found in the Galaxy that only appeared twice a year to his people.

The new discovery was labeled "Blue Magic". A very bright blue object that was bluer than any other ever witnessed. Thus, the Cannasta's infatuation with this orbiting body. Only dreams told of its wonders.

Dreams of dark green foliage that was almost more then their minds could handle at once! Blooms of color so magnificent that their eyes would swell with tears. Tears of emotions too intense to fathom. Why, should this fantastic World, be beyond their reach? Maybe now it wasn't.

Romenalds friend, Bo-Bunky Bubba, knew there was a possibility of traveling to this World, but had been keeping it a secret from all except Romenald. Who he needed help from in planning his secret mission!

One month previously, the two had found a breakthrough that would make the trip to Blue Magic possible. No one knew they had already sent an emissary to the blue orbiting body for research. And, was expected to return any day now. There were rumors of something odd falling from their dark brown skies that didn't allow enough light through for much to grow on this sand laden world. The two were organizing a search party for it.

Two women went with, Bo-Bunky Bubba and Romenald to find the space craft. It turned out to be an easy search, since it had been brightened with stick juices that made it glow. It only took minutes to find and when they did, wow, what a tale the pilot had to spill.

Mr. Hobbes, a seasoned researcher, was already babbling when the space craft door was thrown open!

"Blue, blue, blue he kept repeating. It was all so blue! It was not because of the deep blue waters of this newly found World! It was from the blue wild plants that grew without impunity. Without any special conditions." unlike growing plants on their own World that took intensive care to get even the smallest harvest for use as a food source.

"Awesome, mind altering and pleasantly relaxing" was how Mr. Hobbes proceeded to venerate his feelings!

"Our World population will love it! We have to go asap! We can produce everything we need, food, medicines and all that is needed, with this one plant that I will officially name Blue Magic, a cannabis strain."

The Cannasta's labored day and night to build their craft for the entire population to escape this dark dry planet they called home and finally go where they have always dreamed of being...in the bliss of Blue Magic.

:chimp::smokeout::smoking:
 
Even more than one entry?

Not sure my mind has that kind of thunk ability :crying:

Maybe after an 18 hour smoke fest I might spurt something out with intelligence :pighug:

My typing finger hurts!
 
Standing here at Mount Carmel Cemetary in Hillside Illinois, I can barely contain my excitement. Standing over an open grave...

But first, maybe I should tell you how I got here.

My name is Skulldiggery. Internet names only, kids. You know how it is. I excavate or I should say, I used to excavate corpses. For forensic purposes only, of course. And I am the best. I know what you are thinking... "How good do you have to be to dig up a corpse." Well, you would be surprised. So, let's leave it at that then, shall we?

It was my profession that caught her interest. Surfing around the internet one evening I get an add request on the Twitter from Pono...

Now I don't usually except unknown requests, even on the Twitters where its commonplace, but this time I did and I immediately get a PM "Oh great, one of these" I thought. I opened it anyway, again, out of character to a message that read...

Hi there. My name is Pono, and I see you dig things up for a living. I would love to ask you a few questions and if interested maybe even hire you for a very special job. I have added my Skype info, contact me at your leisure, I'm available around the clock. Hope to see you soon.

Once again out of character for me to do, but I have to admit that the word job had me intrigued, I fired up Skype immediately and we did the whole add/accept thing so I went on ahead and called Pono up.

It rang until it finally stopped unanswered "so much for being available around the clock" I told myself, as I reached to power-down the computer for the night I heard the unmistakable sound of an incoming Skype call.

I hit accept and there she was... Pono is a woman. Wait that's not correct. Pono is a WOMAN! Holding her finger up to the camera as if to tell me "one minute" I watched as she walked to her kitchen and prepared herself what looked to be a pot of coffee.

Wearing nothing but an oversized white t-shirt and knee high socks with black stripes, I have to admit, I was a bit smitten. Her body had more curves than a Garter Snake mating ball. Speaking of Garter "I wonder what color hers will be the day I marry this woman..."

Snapped to attention and out of my delusional daydream Pono says "Sorry about that, I was in the shower."

What do I answer her with? The most beautiful creature I have ever seen and my first words to her was... "Shirt."

"Pardon, me," she asks. Almost giggling, guessing that she has bewitched me.

Tripping over my tongue, utterly blushed and overcome with sextile-dumbfluxtion I composed myself as best as I could.

"Sorry, your shirt, I really dig your shirt." So much for composure.

"Oh, this old thing?" She goes on "My best friend was buried in this, and I had to have it"

"That's cool"

"Wait... What?"

After realizing what she had said.

This is where she took over the conversation and I was just along for the whole bizarre ride, and I soon understood then why she put on a whole pot of coffee.

"Let us not dilly-dally, Mr.Skulldiggery. You have a certain skill set that I require and I can use the help, especially when the help is said to be one of the best in the business."

"Would you agree, that you are one of the best in the business of burial excavation then?"

After a brief second to think, I bark out.

"I am the best!" I replied. My mind still racing about the shirt line.

She continues...

"I own and operate a venture called (Unearthed Possessions) specializing in the retrieval of buried trinkets, artifacts, and heirlooms."

Fully having my attention now and no longer lost in a sexual fog... "You're a Grave Robber?"

"I mean, in a sense, I guess you could say that, but it's not a word I like to use."

"Then what word would you use? because it certainly sounds like a grave robber to me."

"A businesswoman, Mr.Diggery. I consider myself a businesswoman. Ninety-percent or more of all digs are done on consignment, hired by legitimate customers, clientele, and other various collectors."

"Legitimate? Oh, I didn't realize digging up dead peoples personal belongings could be described as legitimate. And the other ten-percent or less, what is that... Practice?"

"Mr.Diggery, we can end this conversation now, or would you please allow me to finish before passing judgment?"

After a second to process what I was hearing...

"Go on, I have to hear the rest of this."

"Thank you, Mr.Diggery."

"Dig," I said stopping her in mid-sentence. Call me Dig.

"Okay, Dig, it is." She continues.

"Well Dig, I used to work for a highly prestigious firm that handled a lot of Black Bag operations before the whole Techno-Zed plague broke out, and over the years I have cultivated my fair share of contacts. One of which is the entity known as Magic 16."

"Thee Magic 16?" I asked.

"Yes," she quickly answered, continuing...

"They have recently contacted me to retrieve a very special item from the grave of one Francesco Raffaele Nitto, nicknamed (The Enforcer) he was one of Al Capone's under-bosses who soared through the ranks of the Triumvirate running Capone's speakeasies, liquor smuggling, and distribution during the prohibition...

Now, this is where the story takes a turn that you'll never hear about in your history books."

"You have my full attention, Pono. please, go on..."

"During prohibition from 1920-1933 it was indeed lucrative, but nowhere near as lucrative as it could have been. Paying off crooked cops, and politicians really cut into the overhead and operating costs of a criminal empire. And even with those very same crooked politicians working hard behind the scenes to end prohibition which was happening albeit it slowly, It was going to be too late. See by then, not even controlling the major distribution hubs, trucking companies, or clubs/bars was going to matter as the liquor industry was seeing a 42%decline in revenue and or demand. There was a new drug taking hold of the American youth and its culture... Marijuana...

And this is where the genius of Francesco Nitto comes in. Prohibition arrived with much ballyhoo and fanfare in some areas, but it was quickly being overtaken by Marijuana as the countries drug of choice. Francesco had seen this coming and three years prior he was already searching for the most potent Marijuana he could find and the proper people to cultivate it. There had never been any marijuana back in the 20's and 30's that was anywhere near this kind of strength...

And with the talks of the Government possibly re-instating prohibition once more due to alcohol-related deaths and the criminal element that controlled that sector, Francesco Nitto acted. From 1929-32 he began his attack on marijuana with not only the most potent strain of cannabis to date, and with a small army of crooked politicians with their misinformed media shitskrieg they assaulted the American public senses. And if that wasn't enough, it was Francesco Nitto himself that funded the film Reefer Madness, thus driving the death nail into the illegal status of Marijuana and earning Francesco Nitto the nickname...

The Enforcer... As in the drug enforcer, if that isn't a kick in the balls."

"So, you see, Dig. I have 100% assurance that what lies down there in that grave are some of the most important cannabis seeds known to man. They would be best served in Magic 16's hands and think of it as coming full circle as it is now Marijuana heading headlong and fast into its very own prohibition. And that is some Reefer Madness for your ass!"

Pono went on through the night, as well as another pot of coffee telling me other grave tales and such, but as you have probably guessed by now, I took the job.

So, here I stand over the open casket of Francesco Raffaele Nitto "The Enforcer" at Mount Carmel Cemetary in Hillside, Illinois. As for Pono? She is already on her way to the Magic 16 Laboratory, with a very special bag of seeds, that will be used to create the strain that they have already named... Nitti.



@greengrassgrow Thanks for tagging me into this it has been a lot of fun.
 
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The world had woken after a long amnesia sleep :sleeping: to find that :wiz: magic had been bannished from the world :yoinks::muahaha:

There was anger:cuss:and confussion :confused1: and frustration:wall: amongst the people .

They turned to drink:drunks: and trying to make there own crosses :stir: but no one had the skills :shrug:to recreate the magic:wiz: that had been taken.

The people became sad :frowny: and their ailments got worse :gassy: leading to despair:sad: and anger:tang:

Then the population heard of a group of knights :warrior: the legendary global moderators the most popular of which was a knight:warrior: called Blue who wore a headband of the same colour and was a skilled master of the coco:coco:

Blue was angry:amazon: that magic had been bannished from the lands and swore to return order to the world but how she thought :shrug:

It came to her in a dream , :wiz: magic appeared in her dreams and showed her the way to a secret hoard of freebies that had been hidden in the deepest cold in the frozen lands far to the north ,she awoke happy and had a little dance :vibe: she was sure she could find the seeds and follow the secret :chef: of crosses that would let magic :wiz: return to the lands

After a long quest which at times seemed as though she was floging a dead horse :deadhorse: she was at a loss :dizzy:.
Then into the pot her blue headband fell and

:poof: Blue magic was born :baby:

The population :vibe:danced with delight and :wiz: was happy and the global mods was revered :ladies: throughout the lands

:goauto: This story is dedicated to @Magic & @blue

The end
:growing:
 
The world had woken after a long amnesia sleep :sleeping: to find that :wiz: magic had been bannished from the world :yoinks::muahaha:

There was anger:cuss:and confussion :confused1: and frustration:wall: amongst the people .

They turned to drink:drunks: and trying to make there own crosses :stir: but no one had the skills :shrug:to recreate the magic:wiz: that had been taken.

The people became sad :frowny: and their ailments got worse :gassy: leading to despair:sad: and anger:tang:

Then the population heard of a group of knights :warrior: the legendary global moderators the most popular of which was a knight:warrior: called Blue who wore a headband of the same colour and was a skilled master of the coco:coco:

Blue was angry:amazon: that magic had been bannished from the lands and swore to return order to the world but how she thought :shrug:

It came to her in a dream , :wiz: magic appeared in her dreams and showed her the way to a secret hoard of freebies that had been hidden in the deepest cold in the frozen lands far to the north ,she awoke happy and had a little dance :vibe: she was sure she could find the seeds and follow the secret :chef: of crosses that would let magic :wiz: return to the lands

After a long quest which at times seemed as though she was floging a dead horse :deadhorse: she was at a loss :dizzy:.
Then into the pot her blue headband fell and

:poof: Blue magic was born :baby:

The population :vibe:danced with delight and :wiz: was happy and the global mods was revered :ladies: throughout the lands

:goauto: This story is dedicated to @Magic & @blue

The end
:growing:
haha...winner winner chicken dinner:vibe::vibe:
 
Even more than one entry?

Not sure my mind has that kind of thunk ability :crying:

Maybe after an 18 hour smoke fest I might spurt something out with intelligence :pighug:

My typing finger hurts!
haha....you sure thats a "smoke fest"dude haha:crying:
 
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