Deep with in the frivolous labyrinth an unobtrusive toady became sluggish and remote. Before he was contemporary, exuberant, fervent, cordial, convivial, munificent, and obsequious. His personality would have been unyielding if it wasn't for that day. He faced a debacle. When an adversary could not help but be ambivalent to the toady. This cryptic, penurious, phlegmatic, fastidious, insolent (arrogant), sly/stealthy, pretentious, recalcitrant, superficial, narcissist, volatile, sagacious, heedful, DEVIOUS, fastidious (you get the point) man. He was definitely a character. This man gingerly (but trying to be nonchalant) swaggered to the toady. Although it was puzzling to the toady how this man could seem so lavish, epicurean, and confident when he was really so austere. He seemed willful and never ominous. Being even in the proximity of this man the toady felt obtuse, petty, indigent, subordinate, trivial, and absent-minded. Basically anything but who he actually was. These feelings filled the toady and soon they turned into him becoming skeptic. And he later became disputatious and pugnacious because he wanted to make the terrible feelings and pain go away. He was nothing but impassioned with anger and disappointment!
Now it being obvious that the mysterious man wanted to aspire to vaporize every single hope and dream of the toady. And hamper his success in everything subject of his life, but with no true inception to his desires. He wanted to intimidate and castigate the toady because there was this strong discrepancy. Confrontation (a battle even) was inevitable. First he acted accessible. Saying he wanted to coalesce with the toady, and make a team. He played mind games by eulogizing the toady making him feel important. This confused the toady, he pushed aside his old accepted feelings because the man was too charismatic and spoke with great eloquence and a rhetorical, grandiloquent language. But of coarse all of the things said to the toady by the man, all of the talk about becoming a team, it was all just an illusion. Their relationship was virulent, acute, even deleterious. The toady had never been vigilant, sly, or any of the characteristics that embodied the mysterious man. But then the toady came to his senses, and the feelings all rushed back.
Their intense confrontation resulted in din, and after each blow both of them made strident, raucous yelps from pain. The mysterious man was stronger than the toady, and fought till the toady could not take anymore. Scared and beat up the toady fled.
Now toady is terrified and itinerant, a glutton and a nomad, trying to stay away from the puzzling character that he found him self losing a fight to. Still to this day it is hard for him to ever fully recount the story with no relic existing from the pithy moments.
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