Terror Firsthand #116: Big Fly's Dangerous Lifestyle

 ©Terror Firsthand is a fictional blog series that was created in 2024. It is for entertainment purposes only, and I wrote it from the top of my head. Photos are reenactments and dramatization. The following story is for mature audiences only. Please, do not try anything dangerous at home. 

Warning: extreme terror 

Terror Firsthand: Big Fly's Dangerous Lifestyle 

The gay porn star Jade Sky XXX memorial 

The very next day, Jade Sky XXX was found dead in her cell. She left a suicide note that read,

I couldn't go on with my life anymore. I got tired of raping women. What I did was extremely unnatural and I made alot of women hate themselves and hate their bodies. I did the world a favor by killing myself. No other woman has to get raped by me again. 

I was happy when I saw the report. I'm glad Jade Sky XXX killed herself. She really needed to. I didn't even know that was coming next. I thought she liked being gay. At least, that's what she made it look like on TV. 

A candlelight vigil was held for the lesbian rapist outside of the prison, and all of her lesbian peers were in attendance, including Kristina Cums, the founder of Black Lesbos Unite. I didn't watch the vigil because I am not apart of their gay community. 

I ended up fixing steak and rice for lunch, and washed it down with two Seagrams wine coolers.

Alone, eating a steak and rice meal

 After I ate, I saw a video about Alexandria Skeeter. She had press coverage inside of the rehab facility. This is what she said,

"I am not in love with Annabelle K. I was in love with Jade Sky XXX. I'm not really into white girls like that. The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice. I love dating women of color. Nothing beats sex with my own kind. I will never love Annabelle the way that I loved Jade Sky XXX. Jade Sky XXX will forever be my wifey and partner. Annabelle K. is a real junkie, and she should be in here and not me!" Stated Big Fly's lesbian baby mother. 

I spit out my wine cooler. Alexandria was disgusting as hell. She really needed to be on The Adult TV Network. She was thirsty as hell. The white trash girl named Annabelle was pouring her heart out to her and Alexandria treated her like a piece of meat and a one nighter, just like straight people do. Yuck. Those lesbians be hitting it and quitting it too. 

Later on that night, I saw Alexandria Skeeter on the news. She was found deceased inside of the rehab facility from an overdose. There was high amounts Percocets and Xanax in her system. I guess she wanted to go out like her lesbian lover did, or maybe she was poisoned. I didn't care. At least she was dead.

Big Fly was all over the media mourning for Alexandria and people were still in the comment section, bullying him for taking a brown shower from Jade Sky XXX. The video was still going viral, and the trolls wouldn't leave him alone. This is what he said on his latest post,

"Y'all still picking on me behind the Jade Sky incident that's why I gotta wear a bullet proof vest and helmet." He stated, while sporting his new bulletproof gear.

Big Fly on social media only wearing two pieces of protection from the waist up 

I got off social media and sat by the campfire for a bit. I received a call from Daddy P but like I said, I didn't trust him. I don't trust anyone. Men are usually abusive towards me and most of them are downlow bisexuals and not really interested in being with a woman, let alone someone like me, who isn't gay and doesn't have any friends. When they tell me they find me attractive, they're usually lying to me. 

Anyways, I ate a bag of popcorn and went to sleep, after watching a scary movie on my cellphone. The next day, I went to a nearby restaurant to charge my phone because it had went dead and I was at a campsite that didn't have electricity. I sat in the restaurant for almost two hours, and ordered a two piece chicken snack while I was there. I didn't want to sit in there without buying anything because that would have looked too suspect. 

At the chicken spot charging a cellphone 

After my phone was charged, the first thing I saw in the media was Big Fly. He had gotten shot in the legs, arms, neck, and crotch, all while wearing a bulletproof vest and helmet. He was coming out of a studio in Atlanta Georgia. No one knew who shot him, but multiple trolls were still teasing him. One person said,

Ol boy thought he was safe with that vest and that helmet on lol Gang hit his ass in all the other unprotected areas of his body *crying laughing emoji* lmaooooooooo 

Another person commented,

Nigga forgot the rest of the gear lmaoooooo

I couldn't believe it. That vest and helmet was not enough. Big Fly needed bulletproof plates all over his body. In the news report, the reporter said that Big Fly would be paralyzed from the waist down and would need a wheelchair for the rest of his life, and that he would recover from his injuries very soon. He didn't die, but he was put through alot of pain.  

I went to Big Eight's social media and I saw him on there bullying Big Fly. He was wearing bulletproof pants that cost $500, a bulletproof T shirt underneath of a bulletproof vest, bulletproof arm guards, a bulletproof helmet, and a bulletproof neck guard and was showing it off, along with his new chain. He was bulletproof all over. He looked like a real life action figure. He had just signed a new $100,000 record deal to District Boy Records, and was doing much better than Big Fly. In one picture, the caption read,

Can't get hit in the legs, arms, and d*ck lmaoooooo 

Big Eight on social media wearing protection all over, even from the waist down 

All of his friends were laughing with him. It was f*cked up. He didn't care that Big Fly was shot because they were no longer friends. After I saw his post, I went to the District Boy Records website and I saw a "Submit music" link. I submitted my new song "From Smokin Rocks". About five minutes later, I received a message from Big Eight. The message read,

What's good lil mama, I want to take you out. 

I didn't respond to his advances for many reasons, one being that he had smashed Alexandria Skeeter, and I don't like men that sleep with lesbians. Another reason was because he was teasing Big Fly after seeing him in pain, which he would probably do to me, and another reason was that I was looking for a record deal, not a date. His $100,000 record label advance was for himself, not me. 

I didn't expect to receive a message from someone as well known as Big Eight. He had 400,000 followers on Instagram and they were all real. I could tell by the comments. That's how you know if someone has real fans or not. The comment section tells all. I didn't mean to catch Big Eight's attention. I was just trying to submit a song. I was trying to get to the record label owner, not his ass. 

Big Eight immediately started defaming me after I turned him down. He got on social media and started lying on me. He said,

You don't want me because you gay and you're just jealous of these women out here. You were jealous of Alexandria and Annabelle K's relationship. You wanted to be both of them. Now look at you. Alone, broke, and miserable, always telling gay people to stay away from you LMAO. Good luck with that LMAO. 

I knew that Big Eight was spreading fake rumors and trying to set me up. I became extremely afraid of him. I wanted to buy the same bulletproof gear that he had but I didn't want to max out another platinum credit card. I was scared that Big Eight was trying to either kill me, throw a Molotov cocktail at me, or paralyze me from the waist down. I ignored his nasty message and blocked him on social media. I wasn't star struck. I was struck with fear and I didn't want a deal from District Boy Records anymore. Big Eight was no longer my favorite rapper and no longer inspiring. After digging deeper, I found out that he was cool with the late Mevin Died Heaven anyway. 

The next day, Big Eight's abuse towards me got worse. After doing some more research, I learned that he had just signed eight new record deals in one day. He signed with Southeast District Entertainment, DMV Luxury Entertainment, 703 Rich Records, Arundel Millionz Ent. Green Line Records, Penn-Ave Records, 202 Boyz, and Gogo District Records. It appeared as though every record label in the DMV wanted him. He was all over the D.C. metro area making music. In one live video he was popping a $600 bottle of 2002 Cristal and said,

"Today I signed eight new record deals. That's why they call me Big Eight n*ggas!" 

Big Eight after signing to eight different record labels

I couldn't believe that he had purchased a bottle of Cristal that old. It's 2025. What in the hell? After he opened the bottle, he clapped his hands eight times and eight women, some whom were nude from the waist down, ran over to him and said, 

"Yes daddy, what would you like?" In unison. The nudity was censored.

Big Fly said,

"I want each of you to take turns sucking my d*ck!" 

"Yuck!" I yelled while watching him online. "That nigga trying to catch something!" 

"Yes daddy." The eight women replied, and then the clip went off. 

Big Eight was also online sporting eight new custom diamond chains, and was standing in front of an Aston Martin and a Range Rover in one of his pictures. I still was not impressed. Alot of these rappers are scammers and frauds and they are not really rich. So I wasn't fazed by his online presence or sudden wealth. Big Eight might have been the reason that Big Fly will never walk again. He was also a sleezy, promiscuous, mack and a player. 

I saw a new picture of Big Fly in a wheelchair, holding an AK-47 on social media. He was still in the hospital. I didn't know if the AK was real or just a prop or not, but I knew that Big Fly was a convicted felon and used to be a dangerous arsonist. How the hell was he able to take a picture with a gun inside of a hospital? It had to be fake!

Big Fly in hospital 

Big Eight sent me a message to my email. It was a picture of a nude lesbian kissing another woman and my face was attached to the dyke's body! I started throwing up! I couldn't believe that he photoshopped me in such a gay manner! How abusive! I messaged the fa*got back and said,

Nigga that is not me! This is photoshopped I have never been gay! 

He messaged me back and said,

Everyone on earth knows that is you. If you go anywhere in the world, people will know that you're gay! 

I wrote back and said,

F*ck you f*ggot! The world will know that I'm NOT gay! I'll never end up around fake niggas like you! Stop trolling me, you evil son of a b*tch! 

He wrote back,

Who do you think you're talking to? Bi*ch I will blow your head off! 

I became extremely scared of Big motherfu*king Eight. After what he did to Big Fly and Alexandria Skeeter, I knew that I would no longer be able to sleep at night. I started looking over my shoulder for Big Eight and all of his accomplices. I never put my mouth on any bi*ches lips a day in my life, let alone took a photo with a nude person. I wanted to take a lie detector test and record the results to prove that Big Eight was framing me, but again, I didn't want to max out another platinum credit card just to fight off Big Eight. Big Eight was an ugly abusive asshole with alot of money, and I really needed to watch my back.