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27th January 2008, 08:46 AM
- A Short Story-
The city is named Megalopolis, a trademark of industrialism and capitalism - the sky is tinted with an omnious hue of black-plume as factories and steel scrapyards commence the daily grind of repetitive tasks and mundane labor. This is a description of a certain time in history, set in classic antiquity with genuine and authentic historical interest.
Now, let's fast forward to the year 2007, you have now entered the neon-blacklight
underworld of a drug kingpin <?> Stop. There -----> points finger; what's that? The administrative assistant politely answered the primary boss "That is a maximum security psychiatric hospital ward." "What's that over there?" asked the primary boss with cognitive awareness. [...]theprimary boss sent an electric sharkle of dasmic micro-photons into the cerebal cortex of his administrative assistant and then disappeared as the invisible essence. Several days later he woke up and found himself surrounded by cold stares and unfeeling attitudes. "Where am I?" cried the poor lad. But the psychiatric staff wouldn't answer. The poor lad became fraught and disturbed, he banged loudly on the door shouting "let me out! let me out!" the wicked and evil BLACK NURSE dispatched the orderlies and they surrounded the poor lad with evil and menacing stares. "What are you doing?!!" "No!!!" the other nurse came down the hall with an hypodermic needle -- "Were going to take away your free will" "free will?" "You can't do that!" the poor lad shouted at the evil menacing stares that surrounded him; the hypodermic needle entered the buttock and all was laid to rest.
The End
The city is named Megalopolis, a trademark of industrialism and capitalism - the sky is tinted with an omnious hue of black-plume as factories and steel scrapyards commence the daily grind of repetitive tasks and mundane labor. This is a description of a certain time in history, set in classic antiquity with genuine and authentic historical interest.
Now, let's fast forward to the year 2007, you have now entered the neon-blacklight
underworld of a drug kingpin <?> Stop. There -----> points finger; what's that? The administrative assistant politely answered the primary boss "That is a maximum security psychiatric hospital ward." "What's that over there?" asked the primary boss with cognitive awareness. [...]theprimary boss sent an electric sharkle of dasmic micro-photons into the cerebal cortex of his administrative assistant and then disappeared as the invisible essence. Several days later he woke up and found himself surrounded by cold stares and unfeeling attitudes. "Where am I?" cried the poor lad. But the psychiatric staff wouldn't answer. The poor lad became fraught and disturbed, he banged loudly on the door shouting "let me out! let me out!" the wicked and evil BLACK NURSE dispatched the orderlies and they surrounded the poor lad with evil and menacing stares. "What are you doing?!!" "No!!!" the other nurse came down the hall with an hypodermic needle -- "Were going to take away your free will" "free will?" "You can't do that!" the poor lad shouted at the evil menacing stares that surrounded him; the hypodermic needle entered the buttock and all was laid to rest.
The End