A project that I'm taking it upon myself to write, though I have no idea when I will finish it. This thread won't be updated regularly, but I'm hoping to finish it by the end of 2015. THIS IS NOT A POKEMON STORY.
Inspired by A Clockwork Orange
I'm intentionally not telling the plot or the symbolism (there's a lot already) at the moment, I'm leaving that to interpretation (please do so below!)
Also if you've spot any unintentional mistakes then please do say!
edit: I'd reallllly love it if the swear words aren't automatically changed because that plays a huge part in the story.
Inspired by A Clockwork Orange
Look back, and smile on perils past - Walter Scott, novelist
Stop that brute!
And what a great brute, and a great brute he was. Stark naked, eagle-spread pale skin constrasted and contorted by a red grin. Oh, that fudging grin, beaming like the carniverous sun, blackening what is right in this world. That grin is not right.
We caught and 'corted 'im, locked up in cold chains and heaving hearts, pumping blood and iron and broken fingernails, clawing yet never grasping, never quite. And his bastard smile quivered and flipped, will have melted and wispered by morning over. For now, it whispered by morning before, spreading cascading lies into hopeful ears and drooping hearts. And as the night tick-tocked along its merry way, hearts sprung up and heads cocked back, mood turned evil, frowns 'placed by lanterned smiles, and the revolution was a'startin'.
Stop that brute!
And what a great brute, and a great brute he was. Stark naked, eagle-spread pale skin constrasted and contorted by a red grin. Oh, that fudging grin, beaming like the carniverous sun, blackening what is right in this world. That grin is not right.
We caught and 'corted 'im, locked up in cold chains and heaving hearts, pumping blood and iron and broken fingernails, clawing yet never grasping, never quite. And his bastard smile quivered and flipped, will have melted and wispered by morning over. For now, it whispered by morning before, spreading cascading lies into hopeful ears and drooping hearts. And as the night tick-tocked along its merry way, hearts sprung up and heads cocked back, mood turned evil, frowns 'placed by lanterned smiles, and the revolution was a'startin'.
Smilin' and grinnin' and cacklin' give ya strength. Strength gives ya power. With power ya can overthrow and underthrow our great government, a government born from the ashes of pandamonium, rising like a phoenix o'er the ground, cracked hard with despair and horrible despair it was. Soil and earth now a'crumbles before us, overshadowed and crestfallen. After pando, uprisings began afoot and raced the realms o'freedom 'til our very yooth 'n yung government paved futures an' stones and began anew, our leash on the world gripped with one aching hand, bleeding but still, still, still strong and ready, lustful even, taken and taking over.
And for a year, an only year, the world became accustomed, content with our ways.
And for a year, an only year, the world became accustomed, content with our ways.
I'm intentionally not telling the plot or the symbolism (there's a lot already) at the moment, I'm leaving that to interpretation (please do so below!)
Also if you've spot any unintentional mistakes then please do say!
edit: I'd reallllly love it if the swear words aren't automatically changed because that plays a huge part in the story.
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