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Chapter 85 - Bob and Hairy’s spiral into degeneracy

Girly boys were… maybe not exactly… 'best' to Hairy, but still, he felt that there was something to be said about how they had transcended themselves, to become someone beyond their original biological limitations...

The Art of Makeup... wig styling, dress and wardrobe, and careful consideration of feminine accessories like a few ribbons in the hair and knee high socks, manner and voice training... their skill and dedication to become their ideal vision of themselves, against the odds, through sheer effort alone, was something that… did things to Hairy, who friendless, alone, and full of angst and lust, and a desire to control, found himself drawn to and somehow admiring these girls with 'roddies'… just as he also craved their attention, their mind, their effort and their bodies.

Moreover, since they were originally guys, Hairy felt that they might naturally understand him better… perhaps they would know how to better please... and how to better tease. They also might be oftentimes rougher, tougher, and more... willful, and more skilful, when it mattered!!!

To be honest, regardless of his preferences, what Hairy sorely missed and was definitely lacking was genuine human interaction, and together with the trauma of his childhood, this had all culminated in his increasingly... problematic views regarding healthy relationships with people in general.

Hairy saw them. He saw how they tried. He saw how they had worked so *hard* on themselves, with the hand that they had been dealt in life, to achieve their vision of their ideal self, and he wanted them to feel seen and appreciated…

Actually maybe he just wanted to feel. Full stop.

Maybe he wanted to just… appreciate…

Hairy had associated Darkness with freedom. He wanted the freedom to explore uncharted territories...

…Or did he want to be explored instead?!?!

Thinking back to his wand-crossed whirligig-ing with Krum, and that... heated passion, that intimacy they had shared...

At this point, Hairy was so filled with pent up, turgid emotions, that he didn't really know what to do anymore…

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At this point, the Grand Dark Rizzard Itvasme Diogenes returned to check in on Zhang Lu.

He wasn't one to give up easily on his plans, and Zhang was still a remaining card to play.

Hairy Pee the Dark Rizzard would popularize Dark Rizzardry and make it cool!!!

Unfortunately, Itvasme was still in a weakened state due to his rookie Villain mistake of acting like he was Number One, when he hadn't actually got the job done. Now sporting multiple broken bones, this was extremely bad timing considering that Zhang Lu, due to his increasing writing about degenerate and Dark themes, chained to a desk, and in a mental state that increasingly mirrored that of his protagonist… suddenly got some ideas.

Bad ideas.

"When one stares in the Abyss, the Abyss stares back…"

Having written the above shocking…ly weirdly plausible content, Zhang Lu had slowly become influenced by his own propaganda, leading to a decrease in mental health, which lowered his inhibitions, and increased his desire to quickly deal his plans into action.

Taking a deep breath, He readied himself for action.

"Hey Zhang… How's the latest writing going?" Itvasme wanted to make sure that this part of the Dark Rizzard's plans were going on track, after the disaster at the World Ball… he was still injured after getting the bizarre beatdown from Tristen (he still hadn't figured out how that wimp had suddenly become temporarily OP… Itvasme believed he had accounted for every possibility… in fact, having watched enough series, he knew that he had even made sure to avoid triggering the 'Power of Friendship' hack…

Regardless, as he hobbled over, Itvasme was definitely not his usual self… which definitey played a part in explaining what happened in the future few paragraphs…

"Not bad… do you want to have a look?"

As Itvasme leaned over the desk to grab the manuscript, Zhang used his chains and whipped them over Itvasme's neck, cutting off the circulation!!!!

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Fortunately Zhang was not a killer. The moment Itvasme became unconscious, his job was done. He quickly bound him and threw him unceremoniously into a cupboard under his stairs, since as an author, he believed in narrative continuity after all!

(Meanwhile the actual Author of this novel, who was thanking the esteemed readers for the wonderful power stone contribution, suddenly sneezed…)

In the struggle, Zhang had pulled his writing

Table, which was linked to his wrists by the chain, approximately 90 degrees to the right away from the wall where it was originally placed.

"Oh… how the tables have turned!!!"

Zhang Lu chuckled, whilst the readers all knuckled -down and braved themselves for what they knew would probably be again madness and badness on an unprecedented scale.

Why do I even bring myself to read this?!?!

"It's so insane… but at the same time, like it's insightful… like it could somehow kind of make sense if you just lacked sleep for a few days…"

Author grinned as he rubbed his hands. That's right, he had now planted fake audience members that were essentially there so he could have the justification to self-glaze his own abilities and writing, and in the process influence the public and gain more power stones!!!

Truly diabolical.

Unfortunately, there were a few issues with his brilliant plan.

For one thing, the planted guy wasn't getting paid enough due to the lack of powerstones to go round, and so his performance was extremely unconvincing.

*Action replay*

On the cam, we see a guy bored, enjoying some popcorn, whilst reading the words off a script:

"It's so insane… but at the same time, like it's insightful… like it could somehow kind of make sense if you just lacked sleep for a few days…"

He said in a deadpan voice, whilst eating his popcorn…

At this point, the audience were so used to saying "Shameless" that they had printed out a placard and would just raise it up now to save having to say it all the time.

In addition, a few of the members who had great taste even had bought T-shirts which had actually been issued and created, which read "I have mastered the Dao" on the front, with "…of Shamelessness" on the back, and which they would wear to the chapter releases to add to the fun, and also because they were extremely stylish, trendy, and a collector's item! Author even signed a few so he could charge more money!!!

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