Disclaimer: Right now I'm trying to get back into blogging I'm try to post snippets of what I'm working on to here. I won't write anything too revealing about my story. I just need feedback on how well I am writing, and what I need to improve.
Also I may write some fan fiction as well.
Memories of Our Future
Snippet of Game Over current work in progress
A bright light is swinging over you, back and forth, back and forth. You can't see much else except the rest is black you feel woozy. A door slams and footsteps can be heard. They get louder and louder. It is a sledgehammer to your head. A shadow appears over you and blocks the light. It grabs your arm. You try to thrash, but it is useless. Suddenly a bolt of pain shoots up arm and a scorching sensation can be felt. Everything goes dark.
You hear squeaky wheel. The pain in your head is more minor than before. You reluctantly open your eyes. Everything seems blurry and out place still. It is different from the place before. It smells more agreeable then before.
Relief soon turns to panic as you realize you are moving attached a hand truck. You struggle to get free. You hear a man's voice speak.
"You are awake at last. Finally... I still don't why they worked so hard to change you. I've tried, they've tried; everyone has tried!" With each the man word it gets clearer and clearer how angry he is at you. You lurch forward as the hand truck halted. A silhouette of a man comes into your vision.
"Such a fool's errand to change your ways. Why even bother? You wouldn't even listen if given the chance. You would call me 1 in a 1,000, that would there would be at least 700 people just like me.With your standards I'm a complete utter failure. Listen to at least half the things you say and maybe just maybe you'll realize how stupid you sound, but look at me. Am I even remotely human?! No!" He is practically screaming at you. He makes huge grand gestures wildly pointing at you and at himself. Then suddenly he gets very soft and chuckles.
"Well... at least in your fantasy realm of yours, but in the real world I'm as human as they come. Now comes the problem of what to do next?
He gets close and starts to whisper into your ear.
"Hmm... throw you in an insane asylum, and throw away the key. What you don't realize is is that is the same thing you did to me."
He moves away and is back at his grand gestures.
"What do say? Nothing! That's what! You've got problems up there." He points to his own head at this.
"Is anyone in that old attic of yours?" He closely whispers and then shouts.
"Bah why should even ask?" He walks back around and the wheels start to squeak again.
"There's things to do and not enough time to do it in. Let's see how the other guests react to your late arrival." A big gush of air hits you face and something creaks as an even brighter light hits your face.
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Now with that logic, it makes me insane, but what about you?
What makes you nuts?
The world is a mess.
The mess is full of color, beauty, laughter, happiness, sadness, pain, misery, and everyone can relate to this crazy world. For we all live
02 Nov 2012, 9:52 pm
