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Look. Don't blame me, I'm bored. If people were in here chatting away, I wouldn't have to sink to this level.
Smoke purred from Ant's mouth, drifting into the air, and pulling the life from within him out...
"You shouldn't smoke you know. It's bad for the insides."
Ant looked down at his curry. He wouldn't be suprised if the curry did more damage.
"I can't eat any more." He said. "I'm not feeling too well today."
The man took away Ant's curry, and emptied it into a bucket.
"That'll be 90 credits..." As the man looked up, Ant was no longer at his seat.
"Put it on the slate!" Ant shouted...
Ant had recieved another message. It was from command. Apparently some of the driods had broke lose, killing a few task forces on the way.
Ant got into his hovercar, just a bog standard craft, but the seats were uncomfortable. He knew this would be his last run before he could buy another.
He pulled the craft up, and out of the giant hanger, and into the open air. It was night. You could tell it was night because there were more hovercars around, it usually gets busy at night... Ant looked up at the deep smog that had settled over the city of Pembroke many years ago... not long after Pembroke was declared the new capital of the former British Isles all those years ago... before the war.
Ant remembers it as if it were about 10 years ago, so he expected the details to be a bit foggy.
Professor Miyamoto about 11 years ago invented the next generation of machinary to compete with the Overlords Playchip 3, which was in popular demand with kids...
Under the company name Nintendo, Prof. Miyamoto released the Nintendo chip into the mass market. Hundreds of people brought them, and had them implanted. Some many happy faces... so much peace in the world...
Then something, as always it seemed, went wrong. The chips started to manufuction, taking the persons will of control with it. They produced hundreds of automated psyhcotic killing machines, and Nintendo had no control over them...
The Overlord had ordered that all Nintendo products to be taking off the market, and ordered that Nintendo was shut down.
Ant pulled out of his daydream, and realised that he was heading straight for a building... He pulled up with ease. But someone behind him, who didn't anticipate his move quickly dodged to the left to avoid Ant, and hit the building that Ant was trying to avoid. The sprialling trail of the hovercars smoke reminded Ant to light his cigarette, which was just clasped unlit between his lips. Ant thought he was going insane...
Ant managed to navigate through the rest of the car maze, and ended up at the Overlords headquarters. Sony HQ.
He landed. Finding a space was easy, just land on top of any car already there. Sometimes you would find stacks of cars miles high, with the Jenga like approuch for the man with the bottom car, attempting to remove his car... There had been several "Jenga" accidents in the last few days.
Ant had left his car, climbed down the stack of cars, and entered the building. He proceeded past reception, and walked down the dark stairs. He took the second door on the left, walked around the fountain in the middle of the room to the third door, past the small wildlife display, through the small hall, under the glass bridge, and through the red double doors.
"Who are you?" Said the man inside.
"My names Ant. I'm a Blade Runner."
"Oh... you looking for the Command office. You should have taken the fourth door near the waterfall, this is the lower hall."
"Oh. Ta."
Smoke purred from Ant's mouth, drifting into the air, and pulling the life from within him out...
"You shouldn't smoke you know. It's bad for the insides."
Ant looked down at his curry. He wouldn't be suprised if the curry did more damage.
"I can't eat any more." He said. "I'm not feeling too well today."
The man took away Ant's curry, and emptied it into a bucket.
"That'll be 90 credits..." As the man looked up, Ant was no longer at his seat.
"Put it on the slate!" Ant shouted...
Ant had recieved another message. It was from command. Apparently some of the driods had broke lose, killing a few task forces on the way.
Ant got into his hovercar, just a bog standard craft, but the seats were uncomfortable. He knew this would be his last run before he could buy another.
He pulled the craft up, and out of the giant hanger, and into the open air. It was night. You could tell it was night because there were more hovercars around, it usually gets busy at night... Ant looked up at the deep smog that had settled over the city of Pembroke many years ago... not long after Pembroke was declared the new capital of the former British Isles all those years ago... before the war.
Ant remembers it as if it were about 10 years ago, so he expected the details to be a bit foggy.
Professor Miyamoto about 11 years ago invented the next generation of machinary to compete with the Overlords Playchip 3, which was in popular demand with kids...
Under the company name Nintendo, Prof. Miyamoto released the Nintendo chip into the mass market. Hundreds of people brought them, and had them implanted. Some many happy faces... so much peace in the world...
Then something, as always it seemed, went wrong. The chips started to manufuction, taking the persons will of control with it. They produced hundreds of automated psyhcotic killing machines, and Nintendo had no control over them...
The Overlord had ordered that all Nintendo products to be taking off the market, and ordered that Nintendo was shut down.
Ant pulled out of his daydream, and realised that he was heading straight for a building... He pulled up with ease. But someone behind him, who didn't anticipate his move quickly dodged to the left to avoid Ant, and hit the building that Ant was trying to avoid. The sprialling trail of the hovercars smoke reminded Ant to light his cigarette, which was just clasped unlit between his lips. Ant thought he was going insane...
Ant managed to navigate through the rest of the car maze, and ended up at the Overlords headquarters. Sony HQ.
He landed. Finding a space was easy, just land on top of any car already there. Sometimes you would find stacks of cars miles high, with the Jenga like approuch for the man with the bottom car, attempting to remove his car... There had been several "Jenga" accidents in the last few days.
Ant had left his car, climbed down the stack of cars, and entered the building. He proceeded past reception, and walked down the dark stairs. He took the second door on the left, walked around the fountain in the middle of the room to the third door, past the small wildlife display, through the small hall, under the glass bridge, and through the red double doors.
"Who are you?" Said the man inside.
"My names Ant. I'm a Blade Runner."
"Oh... you looking for the Command office. You should have taken the fourth door near the waterfall, this is the lower hall."
"Oh. Ta."
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Don't you mean 'quesssssssssssssst for peassssssssssse'?
You are, after all, a Snake?
You are, after all, a Snake?
Snake 2 emerged from it's cavern and slithered out into the fresh air. It arched its back and reared up into the morning breeze, testing the scent of the air with its tongue....yes.....Grix was there.....
Snake 2 flicked its tail in anticipation of the kill to come. Unfortunately, Sniper, who had just managed to climb 100ft out of a swamp of wallpaper paste up a sheer cliff wall, was on the receiving end of this flick, and plummeted downwards for his second death of the evening.
Snake 2 licked his lips again and let out an ear screeching hiss as he prepared to make his way along the cliff edge towards where the travellers' cave was located.
A small bird flew across his path, and the head of the Snake 2 darted forwards and with a mighty snap of its jaws, the bird was no more.
Snake 2 winced in pain. "Oh no," he hissed unpleasantly, "I've just bit my tongue."
Snake 2 was no more.
Snake 2 flicked its tail in anticipation of the kill to come. Unfortunately, Sniper, who had just managed to climb 100ft out of a swamp of wallpaper paste up a sheer cliff wall, was on the receiving end of this flick, and plummeted downwards for his second death of the evening.
Snake 2 licked his lips again and let out an ear screeching hiss as he prepared to make his way along the cliff edge towards where the travellers' cave was located.
A small bird flew across his path, and the head of the Snake 2 darted forwards and with a mighty snap of its jaws, the bird was no more.
Snake 2 winced in pain. "Oh no," he hissed unpleasantly, "I've just bit my tongue."
Snake 2 was no more.
'official', please.
You realise that I am going to keep killing you at any chance I get?
Ladies and gentlemen, it is offical. We have a new Sniper.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is offical. We have a new Sniper.
There was a young writer; a snake,
Who got into trouble with a stake.
Then Grix, who saw the ghost said:
"Look, Snake's been posted!"
And in general, the hiss he did take.
Who got into trouble with a stake.
Then Grix, who saw the ghost said:
"Look, Snake's been posted!"
And in general, the hiss he did take.
Main author = Me.
I have quite complete control of this. You are no longer in the story, please accept that.
I have quite complete control of this. You are no longer in the story, please accept that.
The writer was confused...
An indestructable character? How on earth could he combat that?
...But of course!
The author took a rubber from his pencil case, and rubbed out all references to Snake in the story.
"There." The author said. "Snake no longer exists in this dimension or any damn other one."
An indestructable character? How on earth could he combat that?
...But of course!
The author took a rubber from his pencil case, and rubbed out all references to Snake in the story.
"There." The author said. "Snake no longer exists in this dimension or any damn other one."
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