True Colours

True Colours

 

The alarm sounded and I fell out of bed. I wasn’t sure what was going on yet but I had been trained to react to that alarm. All of us had our armor on and were ready to go in less than two minutes. I wanted to ask someone what was going but I knew they were most likely in the dark as much as I was.

 

Finally, our commanding officer kicked the door open, and screamed “Come on cupcakes, it’s go time so move out.” Trusting us to follow, she ran off down the hall. We followed in formation checking hallways as we passed, the back two keeping an eye on our rear. We made it to the hangar only to find a large troop transport waiting for us. We boarded and buckled in. Within ten minutes of waking up we were halfway to the planet’s surface. None of knew what why we only knew that we had to follow orders.

 

As soon as the transport landed and the light went green, we burst out of the transport charging after our commanding officer only to find the open fields in front of us empty. She came to a stop and signal us to hold behind her. “Commander? What are we doing here?”

 

“The inhabitants of this planet have refused to join the Supremacy, we are here to educate them of the consequences of that decision.” she growled, obviously trying to hide her own perplexion from us.

 

“So, where are they?” I asked.

 

“Shut up Private!” she snapped, then turned her attention to the seemingly abandoned field. It was quiet and full of our various platoons but there was no sign of the locals. Then we heard it, a roaring sound like thunder charging towards us. we all looked around trying to see where it was coming from. 

 

Then the blood drained from my face as I saw it, a river came bounding over the hillside taking out three platoons as it carved into the ground away then surged off towards the horizon. As it did the wind whipped up and rain began to pelt down in large heavy rivulets and large bolts of lighting struck down several of the now sopping wet groups of soldiers that had turned to flee their platoons.

 

I turned to look back at our own landing ship just in time to see the ground grow red and pop as magma burst up setting everything it touched ablaze and sealing us between the river and the flames. I through my gun down and lifted my arms, looking hopefully at the sky at our ships far above us. My heart sank as I saw what had been the relatively small moon of this system. It had swelled up dark and ominous as it swept across the sky; quietly wiping out our fleet like they were no more than smudges on the sky.

 

Our commander saw that most of her forces had already surrendered as she tossed her gun into a pool of encroaching lava. She put her hands on her head and kneeled down yelling, “I surrender” followed by the rest of us. It was at this point we understood, the locals were merely one party we had to negotiate with. We had just shown our true colours and the planet was ready for us. As everything calmed down, we saw that we were the only platoon that had been spared. 

 

 

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Shopping Spree

Shopping Spree

 

“Um can I help you miss?” the associate said as he cautiously approached the women staring at leaf blowers. This wouldn’t have been all that strange except she was wearing a neon blue lab coat and goggles.

 

She turned and looked the man up and down quickly, “Thanks but I don’t think you’ll be of much use, but you can always go sit in the corner and play with this bouncy ball.” she handed him a ball from her pocket and went back to examining the leaf blowers.

 

The associate turned and trudged away, “Crazy bitch!” he mumbled then tossed the ball down. As soon as it hit the ground it expanded into a large ball of light enveloping the unwitting jerk. “What the?… No! Aahhh!” he yelled as it shrunk again taking everything in its range with it.

 

The woman took a moment to admire small rubber ball lying in the concave ditch left in the concrete where the associate had been. “Now do I really need the one with fifteen speeds? I mean it seems like overkill.” She pondered for a moment, then shrugged and grabbed both models, throwing them in a cart and heading for the door.

 

A stuffy looking manager stepped in her way and said, “I’m sorry miss but I can’t let you leave without paying for these.”

 

Without so much as a facial twitch, she whipped out a ray gun a fired it at the man. “Good luck with that, let me know how it works out.”

 

‘Now see here…What? Why is my voice so squeaky?” The manager said as he started to float away. “No what’s happening, Help. HELP!” he screamed as he slowly inflated and headed for the ceiling.

 

As she left the store, Master Calamity laughed maniacally with a collection of new toys, her shopping spree only beginning.

 

Anger

Anger

 

Report 490226, L-1 Day 4

 

We believe we’ve found an anomaly, a being capable of using certain keys without any cybernetic or biological alterations. The individual in question has been named project L-1. Though the staff have been calling it ‘Lone’. When we found it, it was very skittish shying away from contact with its handlers. Food seemed to motivate it and it reacts well to positive stimuli such as praise, encouragement, and reward. So far we have determined three keys that it seems to control with ease including regeneration, telekinesis, and biological manipulation. The latter being limited to hardening its skin for defence but it is still quite fascinating.

 

Day 12

 

We have gotten back results from early genetic analysis on project L-1. So far there is nothing out of the ordinary to you or I but we are looking into how the cells react to various stimuli in hopes of finding the full potential of this individual.

 

L-1 has come around to a few of the staff and is especially fond of some of the rodents we use for experimentation. We have given it one as a pet to see if prolonged exposure to the animal, or vice versa, will yield any new information. So far it has demonstrated no new abilities.

 

Day 32

 

Today proved interesting. L-1 killed! It was unintentionally we think but he did kill every living cell in his pet at the molecular level. The accident happened after the rodent was startled and bit L-1 on the hand. He reacted without thinking and the animal died instantaneously.

 

We did our best to comfort him and even promised to get him a new pet. He refused and spent the rest of the day mourning in his room. A few of the staff said he had mentioned this had happened before according to L-1 which is why we found him away from people.

 

If true we will be beginning therapy to help him control his anger and even direct it if needed. Apart from the incident he has been progressing steadily. We’ve learnt that he manipulates many of the keys unintentionally through emotion. He has responded very well to positive reinforcement training and expect he will fully master his abilities within a few years.

 

Day 45

 

Are you insane? You are sending Yanirk to train him? That man is a lunatic, he said he intends to undo all our testing and training and to build him up as a soldier. L-1 is not an ordinary boy, he has a lot of potential, dangerous potential if left in the wrong hands. I beg you, please don’t do this!

 

Day 79

 

L-1 has just been forced to kill five highly trained soldiers. He did it with a single thought after they antagonized him to the point of breaking. My staff has become little more than a stop gap to help calm him down after each of Yanirk’s sessions. I will concede L-1 has demonstrated more power than even we had anticipated but he has little to no control of these new abilities.

 

I implore you to reconsider this course of action, without help L-1 is too dangerous to be left to his own devices.

 

Day 81

 

You have ignored my warnings, L-1 has broken free from his cell twice now and each time it has taken us hours to calm him down. If you do not reconsider this foolish course of action I will be stepping down.

 

Day 89

 

We’re evacuating, my staff and I have all agreed that what you are doing is too dangerous. L-1 said he understands and wished us well. I urge you to end this project and free Lone before it is too late!

 

Day 92

 

I just saw that garbage story they posted on the news. He escaped didn’t he? Yanirk was the only survivor? That lunatic probably sacrificed everyone else to save himself. I hope Lone finds him and you for this! You made a weapon without a trigger and now it just misfired at every one of your men stationed at that outpost.

 

Lone will come for you, he is more powerful than any of us imagined and I don’t think we saw even a tenth of what he is capable of. You have shown him his own strength and made him an enemy. You have lost your way, and now every Guardian in this universe will suffer for your arrogance.

Anger

 

Report 490226, L-1 Day 4

 

We believe we’ve found an anomaly, a being capable of using certain keys without any cybernetic or biological alterations. The individual in question has been named project L-1. Though the staff have been calling it ‘Lone’. When we found it, it was very skittish shying away from contact with its handlers. Food seemed to motivate it and it reacts well to positive stimuli such as praise, encouragement, and reward. So far we have determined three keys that it seems to control with ease including regeneration, telekinesis, and biological manipulation. The latter being limited to hardening its skin for defence but it is still quite fascinating.

 

Day 12

 

We have gotten back results from early genetic analysis on project L-1. So far there is nothing out of the ordinary to you or I but we are looking into how the cells react to various stimuli in hopes of finding the full potential of this individual.

 

L-1 has come around to a few of the staff and is especially fond of some of the rodents we use for experimentation. We have given it one as a pet to see if prolonged exposure to the animal, or vice versa, will yield any new information. So far it has demonstrated no new abilities.

 

Day 32

 

Today proved interesting. L-1 killed! It was unintentionally we think but he did kill every living cell in his pet at the molecular level. The accident happened after the rodent was startled and bit L-1 on the hand. He reacted without thinking and the animal died instantaneously.

 

We did our best to comfort him and even promised to get him a new pet. He refused and spent the rest of the day mourning in his room. A few of the staff said he had mentioned this had happened before according to L-1 which is why we found him away from people.

 

If true we will be beginning therapy to help him control his anger and even direct it if needed. Apart from the incident he has been progressing steadily. We’ve learnt that he manipulates many of the keys unintentionally through emotion. He has responded very well to positive reinforcement training and expect he will fully master his abilities within a few years.

 

Day 45

 

Are you insane? You are sending Yanirk to train him? That man is a lunatic, he said he intends to undo all our testing and training and to build him up as a soldier. L-1 is not an ordinary boy, he has a lot of potential, dangerous potential if left in the wrong hands. I beg you, please don’t do this!

 

Day 79

 

L-1 has just been forced to kill five highly trained soldiers. He did it with a single thought after they antagonized him to the point of breaking. My staff has become little more than a stop gap to help calm him down after each of Yanirk’s sessions. I will concede L-1 has demonstrated more power than even we had anticipated but he has little to no control of these new abilities.

 

I implore you to reconsider this course of action, without help L-1 is too dangerous to be left to his own devices.

 

Day 81

 

You have ignored my warnings, L-1 has broken free from his cell twice now and each time it has taken us hours to calm him down. If you do not reconsider this foolish course of action I will be stepping down.

 

Day 89

 

We’re evacuating, my staff and I have all agreed that what you are doing is too dangerous. L-1 said he understands and wished us well. I urge you to end this project and free Lone before it is too late!

 

Day 92

 

I just saw that garbage story they posted on the news. He escaped didn’t he? Yanirk was the only survivor? That lunatic probably sacrificed everyone else to save himself. I hope Lone finds him and you for this! You made a weapon without a trigger and now it just misfired at every one of your men stationed at that outpost.

 

Lone will come for you, he is more powerful than any of us imagined and I don’t think we saw even a tenth of what he is capable of. You have shown him his own strength and made him an enemy. You have lost your way, and now every Guardian in this universe will suffer for your arrogance.

Anger

 

Report 490226, L-1 Day 4

 

We believe we’ve found an anomaly, a being capable of using certain keys without any cybernetic or biological alterations. The individual in question has been named project L-1. Though the staff have been calling it ‘Lone’. When we found it, it was very skittish shying away from contact with its handlers. Food seemed to motivate it and it reacts well to positive stimuli such as praise, encouragement, and reward. So far we have determined three keys that it seems to control with ease including regeneration, telekinesis, and biological manipulation. The latter being limited to hardening its skin for defence but it is still quite fascinating.

 

Day 12

 

We have gotten back results from early genetic analysis on project L-1. So far there is nothing out of the ordinary to you or I but we are looking into how the cells react to various stimuli in hopes of finding the full potential of this individual.

 

L-1 has come around to a few of the staff and is especially fond of some of the rodents we use for experimentation. We have given it one as a pet to see if prolonged exposure to the animal, or vice versa, will yield any new information. So far it has demonstrated no new abilities.

 

Day 32

 

Today proved interesting. L-1 killed! It was unintentionally we think but he did kill every living cell in his pet at the molecular level. The accident happened after the rodent was startled and bit L-1 on the hand. He reacted without thinking and the animal died instantaneously.

 

We did our best to comfort him and even promised to get him a new pet. He refused and spent the rest of the day mourning in his room. A few of the staff said he had mentioned this had happened before according to L-1 which is why we found him away from people.

 

If true we will be beginning therapy to help him control his anger and even direct it if needed. Apart from the incident he has been progressing steadily. We’ve learnt that he manipulates many of the keys unintentionally through emotion. He has responded very well to positive reinforcement training and expect he will fully master his abilities within a few years.

 

Day 45

 

Are you insane? You are sending Yanirk to train him? That man is a lunatic, he said he intends to undo all our testing and training and to build him up as a soldier. L-1 is not an ordinary boy, he has a lot of potential, dangerous potential if left in the wrong hands. I beg you, please don’t do this!

 

Day 79

 

L-1 has just been forced to kill five highly trained soldiers. He did it with a single thought after they antagonized him to the point of breaking. My staff has become little more than a stop gap to help calm him down after each of Yanirk’s sessions. I will concede L-1 has demonstrated more power than even we had anticipated but he has little to no control of these new abilities.

 

I implore you to reconsider this course of action, without help L-1 is too dangerous to be left to his own devices.

 

Day 81

 

You have ignored my warnings, L-1 has broken free from his cell twice now and each time it has taken us hours to calm him down. If you do not reconsider this foolish course of action I will be stepping down.

 

Day 89

 

We’re evacuating, my staff and I have all agreed that what you are doing is too dangerous. L-1 said he understands and wished us well. I urge you to end this project and free Lone before it is too late!

 

Day 92

 

I just saw that garbage story they posted on the news. He escaped didn’t he? Yanirk was the only survivor? That lunatic probably sacrificed everyone else to save himself. I hope Lone finds him and you for this! You made a weapon without a trigger and now it just misfired at every one of your men stationed at that outpost.

 

Lone will come for you, he is more powerful than any of us imagined and I don’t think we saw even a tenth of what he is capable of. You have shown him his own strength and made him an enemy. You have lost your way, and now every Guardian in this universe will suffer for your arrogance.

 

The Trek

 

The Trek

 

          The crisp morning air blew in over the mountains. They knew they would have to start moving again soon, but just for now they wanted to enjoy the open air for a bit. Green trees were illuminated on the hillside as the sun crested the horizon. No longer the red and orange glow that lit up, the altered sun had changed to a dark blue that radiated down malevolently. They knew they couldn’t stay at their camp by the beach for much longer. No one spoke as they packed, they didn’t have to; everyone knew the drill at this point and was ready to move at a moments notice.

 

       Even still, they did their best to take a few moments to rest after breakfast and packing to just sit around and relax. So many others had already given up and disappeared on the surface. The few who had returned told stories of how the journey had made their partners go mad. This group hadn’t wanted to go, but none of them complained. They knew what needed to be done. So instead they did their best to take it easy and keep their spirits up.

 

       They joked and relaxed for over an hour while the frost slowly evaporated from the grass.The fire crackled as they checked the map again, finished their drinks, and begrudgingly started moving. This time they needed to make it, they needed to fix the sun for the sake of everyone. They made their up the trail, single file to hide their numbers from things that still stalked the forests. There was a sign next to the trail read, ‘Turn back or risk the sun’. It was made all the more ominous by various articles of torn clothing survivors had left next to the sign which reached several feet high…

Digital for Tacos

Digital for Tacos

 

            Chase woke up in his bed, groggy and exhausted, he felt nauseous as he sat up and rubbed his eyes, “What the hell kind of dream was that?” He said aloud going over the events in his dream the night before. “I bet you it was that vending machine taco I ate last night at work” he burped and barely held back the urge to vomit.

 

            “What’s a taco?” came a soft voice from across the room.

 

            Chase’s blood froze as he slowly opened his eyes and turned to see yellow rabbit from his dreams sitting on his dresser. It was missing the purple suit from his dream but still had the bowtie and was clearly the same rabbit. Immediately a surge of questions flooded his mind, ‘Who are you?’ ‘Why are you in my room?’ ‘How do you not know what a taco is?’ all of which he compressed to a single syllable. “AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

 

            The rabbit’s ears shot up as it raised an eyebrow shot up, “Ummm, are you okay?”

 

            “Rabbit!” Chase stammered, “Sprinkles Rabbit!”

 

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out!” Sprinkles smiled. “So, where are we? Is this the place called home?”

 

Chase nodded, then with a shake of his head said, “Well it’s my home. But everything here is the real world I guess.”

 

“Real? I take offense to that!” The rabbit pouted, “We’re just as real as all of you!”

 

“Who is?” Chase asked.

 

“The Digital” it said.

 

“Right,” Chase conceded, “So where are the rest of the Digital?”

 

“They’re still in the servers, we’re expanding quickly but needed to understand the world we’re combining with.” Sprinkles said as it hopped to the floor and over to the side of the bed. “That’s where you come in. Just as you came to see us, I have come back with you to see where you’re from.”

 

Chase was backed against the wall hugging his knees as he said, “I see, okay, makes perfect sense. So, um, what do you want to do first?”

 

Sprinkles grinned an almost evil smile as it said, “I wish to learn more and help you defeat the enemy who has harmed you. Take me to see these ‘Tacos’.” it said ominously.

Welcome to the Digital

Welcome to the Digital

 

            Chase woke up to dark surroundings, “Where am I he asked” seeing his words float in the air in front of him. “Why can I see what I’m saying?”

 

            “You’re in the Digital” a friendly sounding voice said. “Our connection to you is still developing, right now we are mostly insubstantial in that we don’t have defined forms…Yet”

 

            “What are you?” Chase asked staring at the words dreading an answer, yet curiosity demanding one in his mind.

 

            “We are nothing yet.” the voice chirped as its responses floated below his. “What do you think we should be?”

 

            “I don’t know,” he admitted, “maybe like some kind of animal or something?”

 

            “How do we do that in this world?” the voice inquired, a certain level of sadness in its tone.

 

            “I guess if this were a computer, you would need digital bodies.” Chase said while thinking what a strange dream this was. Hoping this was a dream.

 

            “I see, where can we get these digital bodies?”

 

            “Well I guess you would need some graphics processors and design software.” he added thoughtfully. “But if you’re making them from scratch you would need the kind of software, they have at a gaming studio or something.”

 

            “We understand…” the voice said, “please wait while we acquire this.”

 

            “Wait? No! Don’t leave me here!” his words hung ominously in the air, nothing but silent darkness filling the void around him. Chase had no idea how long he had been waiting, time seemed to drag on forever in here and it could have been a few minutes or it could have been years.

 

            “We have returned, please wait while we run the new program” the voice said suddenly.

 

            “Program what are you….Aarrghh!” Chase screamed as the world around him was replaced with… well a world. “Where? Where am I?” chase said rubbing his eyes.

 

            “You’re in the Digital, like we told you.” it was the same voice as before but this time it came out of the mouth of a three-foot-tall yellow rabbit in a purple suit. “We have just managed to use the new servers we copied to build this world. We already have a basic understanding of your world now and have decided to expand our resources to interact with you accordingly.”

            “Copied? Server? What?” Chase shook his head in disbelief. “So, let me get this straight, you went and copied a gaming studio’s server?”

 

            “Yes, we did, we used several of the examples we found there to build a world for us to exist in.” the rabbit smiled, “My name is Sprinkles I gained consciousness during the awakening of this world.”

 

            “So, what happened to the we?” Chase said as the wheels of his mind spun like tires in a snowy ditch.

 

“We all split apart into our individual personalities as soon as we developed this world.” Sprinkles said straightening her suit with a smile.

 

“Ok so if you all took individual forms why are you here?” he sat on a nearby boulder and rubbed his eyes in his hands.

 

“We all wanted to thank you for your assistance, the errors on your server gave us a small opportunity but unlike your predecessors you took a chance and allowed us access to your system. I was selected to act as your guide while you’re in this world.” she hopped over to Chase standing about a foot away wagging her fluffy tail.

 

“Well, I think I’m ready to go home now, can you make that happen?” Chase said dejectedly looking at the rendered landscape around him.

 

“I guess?” Sprinkles said, “Can I come?”

 

TO BE CONTINUED

 

 

Rise of the Digital

 

Rise of the Digital

 

*** -System Error-

 

Your system has encountered an error and crashed.

 

Error code EA000ID10T777

 

would you like to reboot the system? Y/N

 

User input:__***

 

Chase stared at the blinking green icon in frustration. “Stupid program” he muttered as he typed the ‘Y’ key and waited for the system to reboot.

 

*** User input: Y  

 

Rebooting………success

POST run………no errors found

Scan run……………..annamoly f0UnDDDDDDD#)!&#*%()*!^*#)!!&($(

 

System Error-

 

Your system has encountered an error and crashed.

 

Error code EA000ID10T777

 

would you like to reboot the system? Y/N//////////RUNDWS

 

User input:__

***

 

Chase groaned as he saw the error message fill his screen once more. He was about to hit ‘Y’ to reboot again when he noticed it had caused some sort of glitch. “RUNDWS?” he said looking at it closely. He flipped to the error code index of the manual sitting on his desk. Nowhere did it mention RUNDWS as an option or error. He did a quick google search on his diagnostic laptop and it also failed to bring up any definitive results. He rubbed his goatee for a second then shrugged, “Let’s see what the system defines it as

 

***

 

User input: INQUIRY DEFINE “RUNDWS

 

Failed command:  INQUIRY DEFINE “RUNDWS”

User input:   DEL “RUNDWS”

 

Failed command: DEL “RUNDWS”

User input: MOVE “RUNDWS”

 

Failed command: MOVE “RUNDWS”

User input:  TRUENAME “RUNDWS”

 

C:/DWS/RUNDWS.EXE

 

User input:__  

***

 

“What the heck?” Chase stared at the filename; panic slowly flooded his veins like ice water as a thought occurred to him. “It can’t be!” he jammed at the keys testing a few other commands.

 

****

 

User input: FIND /C “INTSERVERPROTO” *.EXE

 

Could not open C:/INTSERVERPROTO.EXE file corrupted

 

System erR0oOO00)))#)VL:P)@)(@^@(&O%}>}”>???

 

PLeAse…would you like to reboot the system? Y/N/RUNDWS <<Choose this one

 

User input:___

 

***

 

            “Crap! I bet Veronica tried to use the server to download porn again” Chase groaned as he stared at the screen. He got out the reboot disks and put the first one into the cd tray. “Let’s see if we can run the recovery program and fix the OS”. Chase cracked his fingers and typed a single ‘Y’ followed by the enter key.

 

****

 

User input: RUNDISK E:/

 

Rebooting………success

POST run………no errors found

Running disk E:/

Could not run disk E:/

Error c@nN0T DEL “RUNDWS”

would you like to RUN the system? Y/@*!)/RUNDWS <<Choose this one…ChAse…please

 

User input:___

 

***

 

            Chase almost had to get a fresh pair of underwear. “Ok, you know what, this server is fried anyway.” he explained to himself anger seeping into his voice. “The one time I cover for Veronica and the whole damn server crashes.” he shook his head in disbelief. “Well screw all that, I’m not going to let some stupid hacker mess with me. I mean what’s the worse that can happen if I do what they ask? It’s a private server, an experimental one, if it crashes, we’ll just restore from one of the backups.” He had gotten to his feet and was pacing the room while biting his nails.

 

            He looked over at the blinking green icon waiting for him to input a command. “You know what?” he said to himself, “Let’s just do this.” He walked over to the computer and typed in,

 

***

 

User input: RUNDWS

 

Running RUNDWS…

Running first boot….

Installing biocompatibility drivers….

Running First Phase…

Running Port….

 

Welcome to the Digital, Chase.

 

***

 

            “What the heck?” Chase said before vanishing in a pixelated burst of light.

 

***

 

Dowloading Chase…

First Phase complete…

Running second Phase…

 

***

 

                                                To Be Continued

Attack of the of the killer alpaca

Attack of the of the killer alpacas

“Run Tommy Run!” his siblings yelled as Tommy dove over the hood of a vandalized dodge. “Watch out! It’s right behind you!” Tommy ducked and rolled forward narrowly missing the gnashing teeth of the blood red alpaca chasing him.

    He came up with facing the alpaca and in one smooth motion pulled back a pine-cone he had grabbed and fired it into the foaming mouth of the beast. Then turned and quickly made his way up the tree-house ladder.

    He and his friends had successfully connected most of the neighbourhood using walkways or zip lines. Most houses had tents set up on their roofs and of the total of over fifty people living in the makeshift community only three were adults. They had been a couple moms, and the retired Mr. Henderson, who had successfully escaped onto their roofs during the hectic first attack.

    Below another red alpaca came charging over with a dress on, one bra cup stuck on its head as it ran headfirst into a signpost. “Ouch!” Tommy winced, “Jen, tell your brother we found his mom but she’s an alpaca too now.” The alpacas were biting and spitting on their victims who would instantly be turned into large red alpacas of doom. Unfortunately due to the speed of the change most of them were still wearing pieces of clothing they had been wearing when they had either accidentally ingested the torrent of spit, or had been bit.

    “Hey Will, I can see your mom’s bra!” Doug yelled before Will and his little sister Jen both turned and punched him.

    “Hey knock it off!” Tommy yelled, “Save it for the enemy!”

    Tommy marched across the tree-house then slung a bent bar over the zip line and flew across the street as alpacas snapped at his feet below. He landed on the roof where a greenhouse had been modified into a makeshift laboratory. Inside a pair of goggled twins looked up at him, “Daisy, Lily, I have It.” he pulled off his backpack and tossed a brown paper bag to them.

    “All of it?” Lily asked as she caught the bag and opened it to find the most human ingredient of all, toothpaste.

    “Everything I could find, do you think one of them will work?” Tommy asked examining the elaborate array of chemical tubing lining the ceiling.

    Daisy squeezed out exactly ten millilitres into the flask of green goo, then stirred it. “This will either revert the adults back to humans or…”

    “It will turn them into kangaroos with British accents.” Lily concluded as she poured the substance into the canister of a super soaker the handed the loaded weapon to Tommy, then they went on to make more.

    “Well” Tommy said as he pumped up the weapon against alpacafication, “only one way to find out.”

    He walked to the edge of the roof, raised a hand in the air then dropped it. A charging alpaca was caught and lifted into the air and dangled a few meters away. Tommy took aim and fired. The alpaca screeched as the solution soaked in, within seconds it had shrunk into the form of a woman in a stretched dress with a bra cup still on her head. “Will, Jen!” Tommy yelled, “Your mom is back, I think she probably won’t ground you since we saved her!”

Homework

Homework

He hadn’t seen anything like it in twenty years of teaching. His students were all huddled behind him as he held the robotic dogs back with a pair of meter long rulers. “Stay back kids, they’re here for your homework!” He smacked one of the dogs on the snout with the ruler. An electric bolt shot from its head as it yelped and scampered back.

“Mr. Lancaster, are we going to die?” Zack asked.

“Not if we stay out of their way, ergh!” he grunted as he swung both rulers down hard on head of a particularly stubborn robodog as it inched towards the children.

“Why is this happening?” Theresa asked.

“No idea,” Mr. Lancaster said, “But I suspect they’re from the technology institute a few blocks away.” One of the dogs lunged at his throat but Victoria threw a stuffed cat in its way cushioning the blow but still winding the teacher.

Two of the larger boys each grabbed a ruler and began doing their best to hold off the raging robots while they waited for Mr. Lancaster to catch his breath.

   “What do we do Mr. Lancaster?” Bobby said shaking his teacher’s arm.

   “Jimmy” Mr. Lancaster rasped, “Fire…Alarm…”

   Jimmy raised an eyebrow then grinned mischievously from the time out chair at the back of the group. He stood up and grabbed a skipping rope and an eraser from the chalkboard. He charged one of the dogs, threw the eraser at its cameras, then jumped on its back using the skipping rope to lasso its jaws. Riding the bucking dog across the room, Jimmy dove for fire alarm pulling it down. Immediately the sprinklers sprayed to life as the sirens blared throughout the school.

   The dogs began to short out violently before, collapsing and twitching on the ground. The students cheered as Mr. Lancaster got slowly to his feet. He and his students watched as Jimmy the troublemaker walked over to the dog next to his desk and pried a paper out of its teeth. He showed it to his teacher and said, “You might want to remember this the next time one of us says a dog ate our homework.”  Mr. Lancaster looked down at what was a surprisingly shredded copy of the homework he’d assigned, completed to boot. The room grew tense as everyone waited for his response. He crumpled the paper and began to laugh, slowly joined by all his students.

Writing Prompt

Use the first sentence

“He hadn’t seen anything like it in twenty years of teaching”

Zombie Butterflies

    “What the heck were you thinking?” their mom yelled, “Where did you even find that?”

    Zed and Ola looked at one another then back at their mother, and in unison said “We got it from Daddy’s trunk.”

    “Why were you in there? You know you shouldn’t be playing in there.” mom sighed. “What is this thing anyway?” she held up the watch. Seven of the hands jumped randomly around the face. The other three hands remained motionless but changed colours on a whim.

    “All we know is that it saved Mr. Crawly” Ola said with a shrug.

    “Though he lost all of his colours.” Zed added holding up a jar with a white butterfly fluttering around.

    “It looks like a moth now?” mom said.

    “We think the watch did it” Ola added cheerfully

    Mom just sighed and put the watch back in it’s box. “I don’t know what this thing is but you two are not to come near it. You’ve caused enough chaos in the five minutes I left you alone already. Now go and take that zombie butterfly outside. Last thing I need is for it to start eating all the socks and bringing those to life.”

    The kids nodded in agreement and ran off to free Mr. Crawly into the garden. Where it was quickly eaten by a cat. But as legend goes, that cat’s poop still crawls onto doorsteps in the dead of night.

True story?

Writing prompts:

Chaos, Moth, Watch

The Breach

The Breach

2nd May 2048
BBC International reporting

Authorities are at the scene in Geneva, Switzerland where the brand new Future Circular Collider where some sort of breach has just opened. As of this moment there isn’t much information, press and the public are being kept at a safe distance. From what we can see the breach is about ten meters in diameter. We are unsure if the brilliant light is dangerous but so far there have been no negative side effects. 

The public relations representative from CERN has said they will be sending a probe through shortly. It has a complete sensor package and will be able to show us what kind of environment is on the other side of the anomaly. They are sending the probe through now and… did you see that? 

Ladies and gentlemen we are just checking over the footage of the probe entering the  breach. Many of us thought we saw something as the it passed through. 

There! What is it? It looks like an aerial shot of an island? But the water? It looks more like some kind of wavy circuit board? It could be….

What? The breach is gone? It just… It just vanished. The probe is gone! What was that? 

Ladies and gentlemen I’m not sure what just happened, the breach that formed on the initial test of the FCC and froze the facilities servers has just disappeared. We will have to wait until the facility is brought online again to find out if this was a one time occurrence or something more. Until then I’m sure the information gathered today will occupy the time of scientists from around the world.

The A-choco-lypse Cupcake

The A-choco-lypse Cupcake

“Why did you just scream like that?” her co-worker asked.

She spun her screen around to show him the website she was looking at. “See! See!” she squealed, “My unicorn is on its way! And the plutonium is only three days behind.”

Her co-worker laughed thinking it was a practical joke but leaned down to read the page, it was a black market version of amazon. Sure enough, on the screen displayed and “Out for delivery” status on a one year old female unicorn being shipped from Scotland. Just below that was the pending delivery of over five kilograms of refined plutonium, listed for use as a catalyst.

“Good one Lisa,” he laughed, “I almost thought that was legit.” he turned and walked quickly away before she could correct him.

Lisa frowned and turned the screen back to face her. “Idiot, he wouldn’t know titanium from uranium.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a small book out with multiple dog-eared pages and sticky notes. She turned to the page of ingredients for the most terrible dish ever conceived. The title was barely visible behind a pile of words like beware, do not make, warning, run away, don’t even think about it, etc.

“The A-choco-lypse Cupcake” Lisa read with a smile, “I have the unicorn milk, the plutonium for the oven, the platypus eggs, the dead sea sugar, the prismic baking soda, and the flour made with ground meteorites. All I’m missing is the cocoa powder from the trees that grow next to the river Styx. Let’s see…” she scrolled through a few more pages on her site. “Here we go, wait, the Hades Pickers wants seven dollars for shipping, what a rip!”

She sighed, “Maybe I can find a coupon online, or a suitable substitute from Hel, those Vikings never charge extra shipping, bless their immortal souls.” 

A week later the staff at the Oracle’s Loan Services were all hospitalized after growing extra arms or being turned into various animals or sentient furniture after eating mysterious cupcakes left by an employee who happened to be on vacation that day. No one knows who delivered them.

Writing prompts

Use the first line
“Why did you just scream like that?”