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Happy 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."
By Chloe Gilholy6 years ago in Futurism
Behind 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!"
By Chloe Gilholy6 years ago in Futurism
Kiki’s Poem & The Kidnapping
Crawling inside the dustbin,I wonder who will die first:Me or my friends."We're just machines," they said."Products of science."We have no purpose.What is our purpose?Why were we created?If we were born to die?So, this is what a monster looks like.The race that made us also wants us dead,For the name of entertainment.Artificial intelligence:Doomsday for humanity.Hence why we have this show.Game of Mass DestructionOn this tranquil island.Our hunger for life drives us.We use what we can for fuel.Anything we can get our hands on.Sometimes we eat people.We can't help itIt's in our program.We'd love to go to the world beyond.My knowledge lies deep.The facts I have outnumberSahara grains.But my only wishIs a simple one: toDance with wild horses.
By Chloe Gilholy6 years ago in Futurism
Family Honour
Yanyu and her uncle were drawn towards the lake. Fan suggested that the lake would be the ideal place to top up their water bottles. Fan had been pushing for Yanyu to drink as much water as possible. She dipped her bottle in the lake and looked up at her uncle. "Uncle Fan!"
By Chloe Gilholy6 years ago in Futurism
Gone The Tides Of Earth
Together, the crone and I walked in country by sea an afternoon late that summer. Having left through a pass in the southern hills we started out not long after dawn. The sun in our eyes, bearing upon us, the path we went quite long, austere. Along past the hills turned northeast down a disserviced road away; still later cleared a wooded area, diverged onto a rubble backroad and, again, started coming back closer to the water.
By James B. William R. Lawrence6 years ago in Futurism
