It tastes like many things, all melting into one conflagration in the back of your throat. As you look around, the world slowly exists. As it did before. Only now gentle flames lick at its edges, as though it were a photo burning.
Physique
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It tastes like many things, all melting into one conflagration in the back of your throat. As you look around, the world slowly exists. As it did before. Only now gentle flames lick at its edges, as though it were a photo burning.
No. Of course not really. It's just a metaphor. The effect of that otherworldly drop of liquid is slower, more subtle than that of real flames -- yet just as warm.
Already you can tell you're going to be slurping a lot more pyrholidon! This stuff is going to give you insight into that little flickering light hidden in all human beings.
The container is warm to the touch -- or is that just the anticipation? You screw the lid open and look. A little slit on the side lets you just slurp it up, like an oyster! C'mon! Slurp it!
You suck a minuscule drop of extremely chemical-smelling liquid into your mouth. There it seeps into your tongue. When you swallow it's already almost all gone.
Of course, it's just a metaphor. It's just a metaphor. The effect of that otherworldly drop of liquid is slower, more subtle than that of real flames -- yet just as warm.
Not really. It's just a metaphor. The effect of that otherworldly drop of liquid is slower, more subtle than that of real flames -- yet just as warm.
No problem. This one's for the brave and sensitive ones anyway. It could improve your human interactions. But -- you threw that chance away. No matter, in a few hours you'll get the urge again. Maybe then you'll choose more courageously?
Whoa! In your hand: pyrholidon -- the double rainbow of synthetic hallucinogens. Rare and gritty, a product of the age of atomic power.
What is he, your mother? Is Kim your au pair? Slurp it, slurp the morsel of danger-joy!
You suck a manly dose of the extremely chemical-smelling liquid into your mouth. There it seeps into your tongue. When you swallow it's already almost all gone.
You suck a minuscule drop of extremely chemical-smelling liquid into your mouth. There it seeps into your tongue. When you swallow it's already almost all gone.
What a funny little cap! Don't let the scary medical warnings throw you off. It's an inadequate antidote to radiation poisoning, but a potent antidote to boredom.
It's not gonna give you radiation poisoning, stupid. Pyrholidon is a perfect match for a bad-ass junkie cop who's looking for a little heat.
You picked the best one! This soldier is fat and succulent. What are you waiting for? Light up -- re-become yourself!
Thick, warm smoke gets sucked down into your lungs. Immediately you feel a warm nostalgia fill your head, body and soul. A nostalgia for yourself, the man you were in your youth. Johnny Thundercop is back. And he's chill as balls.
There it is, a brave little army in your pocket. The First Smokes Platoon. Twenty brave souls standing in salute, ready to step into the fire for you, sir...