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The Rules
Note: This is an edited, revised and finalised version. You can find the draft here. The next time Yuzuko woke up, she was in a padded cell with everyone, excluding Lisa and the bus driver. She hovered around, looking at the fear-stricken faces and stuttering bodies. Lavender's fruity perfume threw her off along. Screams were lost with the orchestra in the background. She saw that Bobby stuck close to Todd, appearing more at ease by somebody he knew and trusted. Yuzuko wrapped her arms around Sakura. "It's happening."
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismDreams
Who would have thought that the library served well as a medical centre? Certainly not Fan. He was expecting endless corridors of bookshelves and dated signs. He thought his eyes were about to pop out with the cafeteria on the right, and the medical room on the left. Brushing his hands through the bookshelves, he jolted at his clean hands. "How do they keep this place so polished?"
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismLady Vengeance
Whatever Pedro Primera wanted: Pedro Primera got. He was never going to get used to light pockets. Fingers interlaced as he longed for his own weapons. His hands felt empty without the leathery feel of his thick wallet.
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismStorm
"Those waves don't look good!" Aron shuddered, jumping forward. "Rós, let's go!" Yuzuko eyed up the mansion above the staircase. "We should be safe there!" It looked like they would all be sleeping in the basement tonight.
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismConfrontation
Yuzuko had no idea where she was or how she ended up in darkness. Her backpack weighed her down on the floor. Panting and sweating, her palms stretched out against the wall. Her hair clung against her face as she tried to have a feel for a light switch. Why was it so silent?
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismPrice of Fame
The sun glistened on Harumi Lake. Its warmth reached down on Alfie and his mother paddling around the lilies. The goldfish passing by seemed friendly with the frogs bouncing on the leaves. Catherine twirled around. Giddiness with being so close to nature made her feel like a child again. Showing off in her bikini, she ventured deeper into the lake and began to swim.
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismNature’s Gift
Aron's fishy breath kept the pillows warm. Rós rolled back onto her pillow, wondering if there was a block of ice below. She took her hand out from between her legs. "It feels like I haven't left home." It only took one look at the blazing sky for her to see how deceiving the blue skies were. Her country was not the perpetual winter that everyone thought it was, but their summers were always mild.
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismSecond Scoreboard
If looks could kill, Sia was sure Sergeant Dust would rip her apart. He was talking to his soldiers but kept his eyes off Sia. Daz whizzed by, handing out cigars to everybody. Sia rubbed her hands, waiting for hers. Not that she smoked, she just hated being the left one out.
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismHappy Surprise Tours
Note: Some of this has been rewritten and revised. Original text in first draft stages is here. “Just play along. Pretend you haven't got a clue what's going on! Once you're at the airport, find the silver bus that says Happy Surprise Tours. Don't worry, if you can't find them, they'll find you."
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismFirst Scoreboard
Whenever the Game of Mass Destruction was on the air, Professor Denki would call Sia every morning before the announcements. Sia knew that she could either just sue his ass or just block his number and move on – but she didn't.
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismThe Game
Note: this is a rewritten version of my first draft except which was posted two years ago here. This part used to be a prologue, but thriugh revisions it has become chapter two.
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in FuturismBehind the Scenes
"Evening everyone, you all right?" A man in green shorts and an oversized Manchester United football shirt stood on the beach with the ocean up to his knees. "Daz Muffin here with tonight's forecast." Daz dazed up at the moon before steering his head back to the camera. "Now I won't tell any lies to you, the weather is going to be absolutely shit." Kicking the ocean about, he felt the water with his fingertips. "It is fucking freezing. It looks bloody warm but it's fucking cold. The weather tomorrow is going to be fucking shit. Expect lots of showers and storms. I spent £200 on a fake tan the other day and now look!"
Chloe GilholyPublished 3 years ago in Futurism