The home guarded by white picket fence would never be the same after that evening. They were just settling down for the evening. The daughter was sound asleep and the wife was reading in bed. The husband walked the torn, fleshy remains of that evening’s chicken dinner to the compost. As he turned to lock up the front gate and put the dogs to bed, he heard fierce barks, followed by whimpers, then unworldly moans.
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When the blindfolds were removed, the first things we saw were: “I must type for my life.” We were shackled and wore oppressive green collars. An imposing figure dominated a large screen, with matching red-suited guards holding odd guns on either side, and an equally large keyboard table in front of us. Kiki was scared, but held her composure. The looming figure’s voice boomed out: “Welcome! Step forward. You must type these words to survive!”
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When I attach myself to a new project, be it any paid contract or any work really, I tend to idly brainstorm all these fanciful ideas to improve these projects. I’m better now about not overstepping my boundaries. Since joining the Keyboard Kommander team, I’ve used some idle mental resource time to imagine: what would my ideal typing game include? What could be helpful for humanity? What would make it more than just distracting entertainment?
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