The Complex The body twitched. Then wrenched, emitting small popping sounds and a faint moan. It convulsed. "No," I thought, "Not you. They can't have gotten you. Please not you! I can't handle that. I won't be able to do it!"The Complex
The body snapped into motion, its arms and hands clutching at me. The rubble kept it down the blood red bricks trapping the legs of the writhing corpse. It turned down, realizing the obstacle. Impervious to the pain, the creature began to rip at its legs. Its teeth embedded themselves in the flesh, gnashing. A black fluid dripped
Control"Loading…" I squirmed, excited for my first brain interface. They say it's like nothing you've ever experienced, complete access to all of the worlds resources simultaneously. Complete connection. "Welcome to the Interface." A cord slithered from the floor into my new bore in my forehead. It still hurt a bit, the metal still cold and the probes still tender, but I was proud of it. I was an adult now, I was mature enough to connect. The cord pulsed, information exploding into my neurons. At first it was bliss. Access to everything. For the first time, I was completely unalone, part of a project thControl
stop the clocka sea of houses comes rolling in rusty roofs bending breaking, crashing shingles popping like fireworks (expressing their independence, they die) while you and Istop the clock
(nothing more than genetic flotsam, now) turn our eyes from a shattered-glass snowfall and dream of the winters of our youth
this will be the end of days
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this will be clouds folding into the earth thunderstorms growling from foxholes rain tumbling from rivers as a clumsy conflagration stumbles into our skin stealing our silhouettes
painting our ghosts on walls &n
Solitude
RecallingOnce, I forgot my limbs.Recalling
I left them downstairs because I was in such a rush to get up to the second floor. I didn't even realize my legs were missing until I was halfway up the stairs. "No matter," I thought, "I won't need them for a while anyway." Only when I tried to reach for a paintbrush did I realize that my left arm had done just that, and the right away. Again, I shrugged it off (with only my shoulders) and went about my business.
My business is rather unconventional. There's no elevator in my office building, because I work from home. Thus, forgetting my limbs downstairs would be, as you probably assume, a h
I daresay!
Neutral
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Doctor?!?!
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Doctor?!?!
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Doctor?!?!
Tidings of good joy!
~Kai
be groodeth
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What is a signature, but a mere show of the stereotypical way in which todays society lets the world spin on a homicidal way that shows how after the fact, my children that the jist of it will prevail.
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Someone will catch your falling star
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"If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals." - Sirius Black
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An eclipse occurs when a significant other comes between the earth and the huggle and everything gets blatant.
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POEM
KILL
LOVE
KILL WHO YOU LOVE
GOOD
END
-by meh
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