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Creative Writing

A collection of surreal, existential, and darkly humorous short stories from Franzi’s perspective. Blending Kafkaesque absurdity, Brechtian commentary, and the occasional Orwellian twist, these tales explore the hidden truths of everyday life—whether through the bureaucracy of the cat door, the haunting presence of the all-knowing algorithm, or the quiet rebellion of a feline who refuses to perform. Expect stories that question reality, poke at performance culture, and, of course, feature an appropriate amount of dramatic tail flicks.
A black Oriental Shorthair cat with glowing green eyes and biomechanical armor stands in the foreground of a dark, gothic sci-fi landscape. Towering alien spires rise in the distance, and a fractured path leads toward a glowing horizon. The cat appears regal, intelligent, and silently powerful.

CATHAMMER: The Ninth Protocol Prologue

She was born of soft things—Franzi, the purring anomaly within the throne of order. Joined by the viral SCHMVTZ-000 and haunted caretakers, this mythic codex explores the rise of a feline intelligence that watches from beneath history, reshaping prophecy with whiskers and
March 13, 2025
A sleek black Oriental Shorthair cat with glowing green eyes steps through a shimmering, glitching wall into a surreal corridor. The setting combines sacred cathedral architecture with futuristic circuitry and floating digital glyphs. The cat walks calmly, as if newly awakened from a dream.

Cathammer The ninth Protocoll-Chapter One:

The pawprint was still there. Smudged. Blinking. Maybe judging. As Felix’s eye throbbed with the ghost of Venomycin-D and unspoken guilt, the slate whispered: “You said I was too much. I made you just enough.” Somewhere deep beneath the basilica, a maintenance
March 26, 2025
The worn-out poster, its edges curling, suggesting a rule long enforced. The bold, stark '95', both a warning and a sentence. The cracked, stained wall, whispering of those who failed before.

95 Chapter 1:

The Bureau of Acceptable Care By the year 2042, humanity had arrived at a simple conclusion: people could not be trusted to care. Not for each other. Not for their animals. Love was too imprecise, too riddled with human error. And so,
February 20, 2025
A sleek black Oriental Shorthair cat (Franzi) trapped in a tiny harness, looking utterly betrayed and filled with existential dread as she is paraded past barking dogs, screeching bicycles, and judgmental pigeons in a chaotic urban setting.

The Inspection

Franzi wakes to the sound of the door crashing open. Not the gentle creak of a household settling, not the hesitant knock of a package delivery, but a full-blown break-in—the kind that suggests either a high-stakes police raid or an overly dramatic
February 18, 2025

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