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Model is Lauren (MM#: 4240572,
IG: @model_allnaturalbeauty)
Hello everyone!
I'm SUPER EXCITED for this release! For the past month or so, I have been experimenting with Blender and some other programs, taking a lot of time to try and learn how to make mesh items and I am still continuing to learn. I have made several practice items and wanted to finally make something final. And here it is! Not only that, but I also learned how to make a texture changing hud as well! Its a rather simple mesh item, but I feel like I have made a lot of progress. ❤
You can get this bionic implant at CYBER FAIR right now! And because the item is unrigged, you can basically put this implant anywhere you want on your avatar, not only on your chest! :D
Inside, is Hypnos 2.0. It's some sort of spy technology that Cyberwear created. It can hypnotize its target, forcing them to follow whatever the user commands. At least, that's what Helix, the tech expert of our ragtag crew, told us. They also mentioned it has a protection identity implant. Which would prove quite handy in committing the perfect crime. Which is why I assume Brick wants it, to sell it to the highest bidder. But there's no way in hell I'm letting him get his hands on it. Once we find it, and Brick comes to collect, he'll get what's coming to him.
The building itself has seven floors, and three sub-basement levels, with the Hypnos tech being on the third sub-basement level.
Right now, me, Helix, and Cheshire are in the back of a delivery van. Something straight out of a heist movie, I know. Our job is to take down their security system. As for Rasmus, Dregz and Pesticyde, they're several floors up, looking for access codes. The van drives for a few minutes, before suddenly stopping.
"Looks like we're in." Helix whispers, to which me and Cheshire nod.
Rolling the back door of the van open slightly, I peak my head out. The door's open just enough for the three of us to get out. Doesn't look like there's anyone coming. Once I give the okay, we exit the vehicle.
Cheshire's eyes shift over to me as we're making our way through the loading dock, heading towards the control room.
"What? Is there a problem?" I ask, to which Cheshire gives a coy smile.
"A problem? What makes you think that, Red?"
"Red? What is that, some sort of pet name?" I ask, avoiding the question, while vaulting over the parked forklift in front of me. I do my best to avoid eye contact, but I just can't help myself. She's gonna get me in trouble, in more ways than one..
"In a way, I suppose," she says, moving closer to me. "Figured you'd grown tired of being called Junior all this time."
"You don't seem like the type to really care about that sort of thing."
"Making assumptions, are we? I'm full of surprises Red. Who knows, maybe if we survive this, you'll find out." She says playfully, running her finger lightly across my chest, causing me to blush.
"Can the two of you please shut up and focus on the job? Someone's going to hear us." Helix grunts, causing me to back away from Cheshire, as we reach the next room.
"Way to ruin the mood, Helix! Relax, we'll be fine." Cheshire pipes up, trying to reassure the hacker.
Sure enough, a security guard notices the three of us and starts walking towards us.
"You were saying?" Helix remarks.
"Don't worry, I got this." Cheshire says with a smirk.
"Wait, what are you gonna do?" I ask, my voice trailing off.
Cheshire walks over to the guard.
"What are you doing? You're not supposed to be here!" The guard states, but Cheshire doesn't let that deter her.
"Oh, I'm so sorry... You see, I'm kind of lost. I was trying to find the bathroom, but ended up here... Could you please help me?" She begs, almost as if she's done this hundreds of times beforehand.
For a couple of seconds, it feels like it may in fact work. Unfortunately, I was wrong.
"The bathroom? Yeah right... Nice try. You really take me for a shmuck, huh?" He says, drawing his pistol, training it on her.
"This isn't good." Helix whispers, and I just nod. I should probably get over there, right? But I'm unsure if I'll get there in time.
Suddenly, I feel different. Like whatever it is that Sin gave me, is finally taking effect. My senses are heightened. There's a Rush sticker, on a coffee mug at the far side of the room. I wouldn't have been able to see that before, but now I can... What else can I do? It doesn't take long to figure it out. Running towards them, my feet are moving way faster than they've ever gone before. Almost like I'm one of those metahumans... Like Rasmus, but instead of teleportation, it's speed.
For the first time in my life, I have power... And it feels so good.
It's too late however, as within seconds, Cheshire has drawn her sai and stabs the guard in the side. He falls to the ground, a pool of blood forming underneath him.
"Seriously? You don't have to kill him!"
"Oh please, like you're so innocent! What did you expect me to do? He saw us. It was either him or me. And I'd prefer staying alive. Besides, now we have what we came for." She replies, pulling the guard's security badge out of his jacket pocket.
"Hmm, I don't know... Maybe not kill the guy? There are other ways for gaining access... I could've swiped it from him no problem." I say, grabbing the badge from Cheshire, before entering the next hallway.
"By then, I'd be dead." She jokes.
"Yee of little faith... Why am I even here then?"
"Eye candy, perhaps?" She remarks, winking, to which Helix sighs. The hallway splits into two, with one leading us left, and the other, right.
"Everyone has their role to play." Helix says, as we go down the left hallway. It takes a couple of minutes, before we reach the server room. I scan the badge on the right-hand side of the door. Seconds later, the light flashes green, and the door opens.
Inside, is pretty much anything and everything you'd expect in a control room. There are monitors everywhere, displaying security feeds. Lining the back wall of the room are several computer mainframes. In the center of the room, are three employees, keeping an eye on the security feeds. One is quick to notice us entering and grabs a pen that's sitting on the desk. After grabbing it, he chucks it at me, hoping to, I guess, try and scare me or something? However, I'm able to avoid the improvised weapon rather easily. This alerts the other two employees.
"Please don't hurt us." One of the other employees begs, as Cheshire runs up to them. Looking around the room, I notice a stapler sitting on the nearby desk. Cheshire stabs the employee who chucked the pen at me, in the neck with her nail. He starts convulsing and foaming at the mouth almost immediately. After violently convulsing, his body stops suddenly. It's safe to assume that at this point, he's dead.
Grabbing the stapler, I throw it at one of the two remaining employees. It hits them square in the head, with them dropping to the floor moments later.
The last, seemingly the smartest of the bunch, starts running. Unfortunately for her, Cheshire notices. With the flick of her wrist, Cheshire throws her sai. The sai embeds itself in the woman's spine, causing her to collapse to the ground. Thankfully, none of them noticed Helix inspecting the mainframe. Cheshire pulls her sai out of the woman, just letting her bleed out, as she desperately crawls to try and hit the alarm. After a few seconds, Cheshire decides to finish her off then and there, once again stabbing the woman in the throat with one of her nails. The poison once again takes effect. After violently convulsing, screaming in pain, she stops. Another one, dead. Thankfully, the one I hit in the head with a stapler, is still alive, for now. Surprisingly, Cheshire doesn't go after him.
"Little cold, don't you think?"
"Ever the boy scout, Red." Cheshire sighs. "Killing people is what I do."
"You know, for someone claiming to be the third smartest person in the world, his security system could use some work. Panopticon, seriously? Child's play. This won't take long." Helix says, interrupting us, after inspecting the security systems mainframe. They pull a USB drive out of their pocket, and insert it into the main terminal.
After a couple of minutes of waiting in silence, the feed on every camera goes down.
"That's all?" I ask bemusedly.
"Yeah, that's all. Panopticon's a joke at best." Helix laughs.
Seconds later, the other three members of our crew appear in front of us, looking a little worse for wear.
"Everything went okay?" Helix asks
"Just peachy." Dregz responds. Dregz, the man of few words.
"They didn't stand a chance against the might of Pesticyde!" Pesticyde cheers, as he blows on his compression gun. Still talking about himself in the third person. Great.
"Right... That's what it was. The might of Pesticyde." Rasmus replies sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Anyways, here's the sub basement access badge. Let's get a move on, shall we?" He waves a golden badge in the air, for all to see.
With that, we make our way to the subbasement.
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"Lasers... It just had to be lasers." The bulky bruiser, Dregz groans, as a laser grid stands between us, and the vault. I think that's the longest sentence I've ever heard him say.
"Rasmus, you're up." Helix announces.
"Sorry, my powers don't work down here. Damn power dampeners! " He replies, grunting.
"That wasn't... Of course they would... I should've known." Helix mutters to themselves, as they think of a plan b.
Meanwhile, from the corner of my eye, I notice Brick walking down the right hallway. What's he doing here? Wait, why does that matter? It's time he pays for all the pain he's caused.
"Red, where are you going?" Cheshire asks, but it falls on deaf ears, as I'm focused on the task at hand. Sprinting down the right hallway, following Brick.
I easily catch up to Brick and tackle him moments later.
"I'll never forgive you, for the hell you've put us through! What you've done! You deserve nothing short of death." I yell, but Brick only laughs, as I repeatedly punch his face. My fists and his face get bloodier by the second. But strangely enough, he doesn't even fight back. He just laughs, as he sputters blood, almost as if he's taunting me.
" Finish it, Junior! " His voice plays in my head.
I continue pummeling his face with my fists. Seconds later, it's over. The unstoppable wall that is Brick, has finally been broken. He got what he deserved, after all this time. Me and my father are now safe, from his clutches. No longer watching over our shoulders in fear of him. I'm unable to fully celebrate my victory, as I'm interrupted by an ear piercing scream, coming from behind me. As my ears bleed, I try looking over my shoulder. Standing there in all her glory, is the Black Canary.
"What have you done?" She asks. I look back over, and my jaw drops.
"What? No... That was Brick. He was right there..." My voice chokes in disbelief, pointing at the body. But looking back at the corpse, it wasn't Brick. Lying there, bloodied, and broken, is a security guard. He has short black hair, with green eyes, his face, now unrecognizable. A look of sadness written across his face. I'm overcome with emotion, as I clutch his broken body in my hands. I can't stop myself from crying. His blood on my hands. There was nothing I could do, that would make this okay. For the first time in my life, I killed someone, and they were innocent...
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Implanté dans le cœur historique de Nantes, le Château des ducs de Bretagne est le monument-phare de son patrimoine urbain, avec la Cathédrale Saint-Pierre.
Côté ville, c’est une forteresse dont les 500 mètres de chemin de ronde sont ponctués de sept tours reliées par des courtines.
Côté cour, il abrite une élégante résidence ducale du 15e siècle en pierre de tuffeau, de style gothique flamboyant portant les premières marques d’inspiration Renaissance, et d’autres bâtiments datant du 16e et du 18e siècles. Ceux-ci contrastent par leur blancheur et leur raffinement sculpté, avec la rudesse des murailles extérieures en blocs de granit séparés par des assises de schiste
A friend's implants. Some weeks later the ball in the middle started to wander downwards and is a lot closer to the left one in the picture now. Sucks cause you can't just push it back it place, you know? ;o)
Diş implantı (Dental implant), eksik dişlerin fonksyiyon ve estetiğini yeniden sağlamak amacı ile çene kemiğine yapılan işlemle yerleştirilen yapay bir diş köküdür. Yine sıkça uygulanan kaplama, köprü, protez, damak protezlerine göre çok daha güvenlidir bir tedavi methodudur. En basit tanımı ile, yapay bir dişin çene kemiğinin içine yerleştirilmesi ve doğal bir diş gibi görev yapması işlemidir. İmplantlar sayesinde zaman içerisinde kaybedilen doğal dişlerin yerine, yine aynı konforu sağlayan yeni dişlere sahip olunmakta ve yaşam kalitesi de aynı şekilde yükseltilmektedir. www.implanttedavileri.com
I found the movie to be deeply moving.
I suffer from adult loss of hearing. I began to lose my hearing in my mid-forties and I am now almost completely deaf. As a result, I now have a cochlear implant on my left side and a cross-coupled hearing device for my right ear. When I am not wearing them, I am almost completely deaf. At times, I prefer that, however, most of the time I need them to function in a hearing world. I am very familiar with discrimination against the hearing impaired. How much more so for the deaf.
To me, the scenes in which Sarah shows how she experiences sound are just wonderful.
One example is where she feels the music through her feet while dancing.
The best example for me was where Sarah demonstrates physically how a wave sounds to her. It was very beautiful and expressive and really did convey how a wave resonates to her, and also to me, totally without sound.
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Now, here's a review by Roger Ebert (deceased):
www.rogerebert.com/reviews/children-of-a-lesser-god-1986
I suppose this sounds like the complaint of a crank, but I would have admired "Children of a Lesser God" more if some of its scenes had been played without the benefit of a soundtrack. If a story is about the battle of two people over the common ground on which they will communicate, it's not fair to make the whole movie on the terms of only one of them.
The movie is a love story, a romance between a young woman who is deaf and a rebellious teacher who believes she should learn to read lips and speak phonetically. She doesn't think so. She's been using sign language all of her life, and her argument is simple: If he loves her, he will enter her world of silence.
Although this disagreement is at the heart of "Children of a Lesser God," the movie makes a deliberate decision to exist in the world of the hearing. I know why they made this decision. It was dictated by the box office, but that doesn't make me feel any better about it. There is a certain cynicism at work here: Most of the people who see this movie will be able to hear, and although they may welcome the challenge of a movie about a deaf person, they aren't so interested that they want to experience deafness.
The movie uses a strategy that works well - if you accept the basic premise, which is that everything said on the screen must be heard on the soundtrack. Marlee Matlin, who plays the deaf woman, signs all of her dialogue, and William Hurt, who plays the teacher, then repeats it aloud, as if to himself. "I like to hear the sound of my own voice," he says at one point, and indeed he does such a smooth and natural job of translation that the strategy works.
But think for a minute: Hurt can hear and can read sign language; Marlin's cannot hear or (she claims) read lips, and can only communicate by signing. In many movies about two major characters, there are scenes from two points of view. In "Children of a Lesser God," the scenes between the two of them are from Hurt's point of view, and none of them are played without sound.
I'm not suggesting silent scenes where we have to guess what sign language means. But how about a few silent scenes in which the signs are translated by subtitles, giving us something of the same experience that deaf people have (they see the signs, and then the subtitles, so to speak, are supplied by their intelligence).
The feeling of seeing Hurt and not hearing him, of looking out at him from a silent world, would have underlined the true subject of this movie, which is communication between two people who speak differently.
By telling the whole story from Hurt's point of view, the movie makes the woman into the stubborn object, the challenge, the problem, which is the very process it wants to object to.
This objection aside, "Children of a Lesser God" is a good but not a great movie. The subject matter is new and challenging, and I was interested in everything the movie had to tell me about deafness.
Unfortunately, the love story is a fairly predictable series of obligatory scenes, made different only by the ways the characters talk to one another. I kept waiting for scenes in which Hurt and Matlin would discuss honestly the problems inherent in their relationship: If she refuses to learn to lip-read, she will be able to exist freely only at the deaf school, which means she is asking him to sacrifice great areas of his own life. Has she thought this through? We don't know.
I also don't know why the movie ignores all of the other ways the deaf have found to communicate. I am writing this review, for example, on a 4-pound, battery-powered portable computer, and I know that for many deaf people these machines represent an excellent substitute for the telephone.
"Children of a Lesser God" is not a movie about deafness, but a love story in which deafness is used as a poignant gimmick. I was reminded of such movies as "Love Story," with its dying heroine; "The Other Side of the Mountain," with its paraplegic heroine, and various other movies in which one of the lovers was blind, lame or from another planet. Most of the movies in this genre seem to treat the handicap as sort of a bonus, conferring greater moral authenticity on the handicapped character. This is a form of subtle condescension.
Despite my argument with the method of "Children of a Lesser God," I found a lot to admire, especially in the acting. The performances are strong and wonderful - not only by Hurt, one of the best actors of his generation, but also by Matlin, a deaf actress who is appearing in her first movie. She holds her own against the powerhouse she's acting with, carrying scenes with a passion and almost painful fear of being rejected and hurt, which is really what her rebellion is about.
Among the supporting characters, Piper Laurie does a good job with a thankless role as Matlin's mother. And I enjoyed the studied cynicism that Philip Bosco put into the role of the old pro who runs the school for the deaf.
"Children of a Lesser God" is a competent, professional docudrama.
It could have been more. Film is the medium of the visual and should be ideally suited to a story about a person who cannot hear, but only if the movie invites us inside that world and invites - even forces - us to an act of empathy. Making a sound movie about the deaf is a little like making a silent movie about the blind. It may be well-made, but doesn't it evade the point?
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Roger Ebert was the film critic of the Chicago Sun-Times from 1967 until his death in 2013. In 1975, he won the Pulitzer Prize for distinguished criticism.
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I asked him to give me the "baby in the portrait studio" look
If you are missing one or more teeth, you'll want replacements that are as natural as possible. If dentures or fixed bridgework doesn't seem like a good idea, you may consider dental implants. Unlike dentures, which can be removed, implants are permanently anchored into the jaw itself.
Okey I know I am late but..... here's my excuse. Yesterday evening i planned to upload my photo but my brother needed to go out for a ride to make his weekly shot. No regrets of that because now I earned myself some nice new industrial environment photos and we should never meet "Gerrit" our securty guy. (have to read this story).
Okey we reached the "I" and the I knew my subject for weeks allready.
My loyale followers also know it did something similar within my 50 days 50mm poject but that was a bit fake because that flower never really growed in the lightbulb I just put it in for the photo.
For this shot I really planted some seeds into this bulb and hoped it would suc"seed". I really think the result if very awesome and this experiment shows you can create your own glasshouse for almost nothing within you own livingroom.
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Envious:
I was envious of the powers that the baby was getting for doing nothing but be born; I worked so hard everyday, yet i’m not a monster like she was. Well, they just needed to an even more scared ritual to make her, well, completely Envy. Sure they already ripped out half of a beating heart and pathetic brain and implanted the same microchip I had into her at least eighteen thousand times. “What would we do if Amaris is defeated?” I asked.
“We get Amberlee.” Nathan was still right beside me, and was still smoking. Gosh, I hated that smell. Stop smoking, daddy, it will kill you.
“And what happens when she falls?” Shut up child. Was my dad high? What the...what was going on. Why did I even care about this?
“Ha, we would probably had made something better.” Master was acting like a know-it-all, but I knew he didn’t know something. The answer to the next question.
“Master, what would happen if somebody figured out how to unleash the Wrath Crystals?”
“That will never happen.”
“But, what if it does?” The Wrath Crystals were more powerful than us; the only reason they were gone because Mona hid them somewhere.
“Excuse us, we need to go outside.” He opened the door, and pulled me outside with him. Kimberly, stop being a b*tch.
“What was that about, Kimber?”
“To become more powerful we have to think about the future. We already failed so much because we never got a step higher than the foe, and we need to stop failing!”
“We aren’t failing.” I gave Nathan the eyes; we hadn’t even seen the pink haired girl for years.
“The last time we killed somebody was years ago.” Yuni, why had that name stuck with me after all these years? She was dead, she was a Dark Priest, she was not a good girl anymore. You fail as a father!
“Bu-”
“No, you have to listen to me.” I grabbed the cigarette from Nathan, and threw it onto the ground. “Listen.”
“I’m your master.”
“And, i’m trying to help you.” Missy, take that back or I WILL KILL YOU! I crossed my arms knowing that he didn’t. “If you want to succeed listen.” Then the name Luka popped up in my head, but I did not know why I kept remembering this boy’s name.
“Are you saying i’m not good enough.” After that, Nathan grabbed a see through bag that had something that looked like dust in it. Something in my head made me scared of this thing. No!
“What?” But, the dust covered my body and the bag was empty. There was something different about me...why did all the sudden Nathan looked like a blonde version of the old movie star Tom Cruise? He was cuter, he was sexier, he was hotter. What was I just saying, what?
“Kimber, what do you think now?” No! What was that voice inside my head, nah, nothing mattered but master.
“The same as I ever did.” The expression on Nathan’s face told me something, but I didn’t know what. It was a smile, yet a grin at the same freaking time. How did that work, I pondered. I didn’t need an answer. Well, Nathan did and I was spending way too much time thinking to myself. “And, I will do anything for you, master.”
“Good.” What was up? Why was Nathan asking me all of these questions? Why am I asking myself all of these questions? Nothing felt wrong, but at the same time everything felt wrong. There was too many questions I had; MARKA employees wasn’t supposed to be the questioning kind.
“Why are you asking?”
“Just to make sure.”
“Okay.” Then a name came inside my head, Luka. What, oh great here I went again questioning myself, but what were these voices in my head? Was Mona trying to get to me? Not the questioning kind, not the questioning kind. “Is there something else?”
“Yes, commander Kimber?”
“What is it?” Luka, Luka, Luka. But, I tried to slap the thoughts out of my head; it didn’t work whatsoever. Luka, Luka, Luka. Why are you doing this to me, daddy?
“This.” What was th-. He silenced my thoughts by a kiss, what was happening? But, then my thoughts, my wonders, went away. The most powerful man in the universe liked me of all women, me Kimber. Then we broke apart when we heard footsteps in the hallway.
“Sir, we think we have sightings of the rebels.” I would normally go with him, yet something made me his little yorkie. Was it the dust, no way its puberty. I’m twenty-seven how could it be puberty?
“What do you want me to do?” Nathan handed me a box after that, a white box with a red bow.
“Open it in your room.” Why, I wanted to ask, but Nathan already was gone. Godd*mn teleportation powers.
“I guess I have to do what he says.” Then I continued down the hallway and went up the stairs till the fourth level, where I turned. When I reached my door I opened it.
“Home sweet home.” So, I closed the door, and quickly opened up the package. When I opened it I was sprayed with dust. All of this dust started to make me sick, but why should I care. Then ,the next layer, I saw striper clothes, but I didn’t care. Do exactly what master says, no questions. And, the last layer was a note.
Dear Kimber,
Come to the throne room right after you get ready because I have a surprise for you. And, I know you will come, but I just like writing letters, it’s a hobby for some reason. Well, see you later.
From your master, Nathan
All hail the king, all hail the master. So, I did what he said, still no questions, no weird useless memories, no anything that master didn’t like.
t the throne room:
Nobody was there yet, I always seemed to be the first person to many things. Then Rikku appeared from nowhere, and so did Andrea, Yuni, Tyler, and many other people the rebels love, well used to love. I was the only person in the room that was alive or was I? “Oh, you came.”
“Of course, master, when did I ever not obey you?”
“Good girl.” I could tell my skin was shining because all of that dust, all of the love.
“I’m never good,” I laughed.
“Just go over there.” He pointed at one of the sides of the throne. If I actually could ask something I would ask why do this seem to be like hell, not like that was a bad thing.
“Yes.” I was like his puppet; I did everything he wanted me to do. Give me a sandwich, yes because that was what I always did. Make me have fun, yes because that was what I always did. Then he directed all the other people around. We were ready for what he wanted, we always were.
“Time for war.” No questions about the war. I just stood there with very revealing clothes that would make any movie PG-13, but it didn’t make me disgusted. Nothing did expect if it made master so. Nothing. Murder, rape, anything. “Bring them in.”
“Yes sir.” Then I saw Fatima, pink haired girl, other pink haired girl, Fatima’s husband, Andru, Suki, and that annoying girl that used to be in the cage; they weren’t all here, but this was a big chunk of them still. I wasn’t disappointed; I couldn’t be.
“What the...that is just sick.” Pinky’s eyes widened till the size of Anime, well, eyes.
“Give up now,” master demanded.
“Why should we listen to you?” Fatima’s husband was usually the quiet one; I knew because I looked at his record a little time ago, quiet. Now I still didn’t feel anything.
“You will.” Nathan snapped his fingers, and Amberlee, Amaya, Enya, two babies, Von, and Violet somehow appeared. Yes, things were coming better and better.
“That’s impossible, we watched them escape!” Suki’s face showed feelings of sadness and anger, but not envy. No envy in the room.
“They will join your other dead friends if you don’t listen.” He got up from his chair, and pointed at me. “Or you will be like Kimber.” But, then he went up to Rikku and also pointed at her.
“Why are you doing this to us?” Andru questioned. No questioning allowed in the MARKA alliance, none whatsoever.
“It’s my job.”
“Your my father, that is not what fathers are supposed to do.” Nathan rolled my eyes, so I did also.
“How do you know that, Andru, you never had kids. Well, you did get married when you were sixteen, but nah I still hate you. Now to continue on with the thing I was doing.”
“You f*cker.” But, Nathan ignored Andru’s insult, and did what he wanted to do.
“Rikku, the brilliant weapon specialist whom had a wicked past, tee hee.” He continued walking down the line of the evil deceased. “Next, Andrea who was a loyal person who would do anything for her friends, and that was how she fell. And, Yuni the love-seeking magician who had a few problems with her stomach...yep. Tyler the real savior that just couldn’t take it...” blah blah blah blah. I wanted to fall asleep, but I needed to please master.
“This crappy time...urgh,” complained the other pink haired girl.
“Shut up.” I was kind of shocked, don’t feel shocked I told myself. Master Nathan usually scolded people who talked when they weren’t supposed to talk, yet he didn’t do anything to me.
“Where is Amaris and Luka!” Pinky demanded while getting up; Nathan’s glare made her sit down again. Luka, that was...why was I rebelling? Don’t rebel, don’t betray.
“Oh, I perfectly know where they are, but I will never tell you.” Nathan sat back down in the chair, crossing his legs. Don’t rebel now I told myself. You need every inch of your body to be covered in the word rebel my blood because that is the only thing you ever be. And, this would have been a time I would usually rebel, but not now. “But, because you asked I will show you Amaris.” He snapped his fingers for the billionth time this evening.
“S*IT!” All the rebels looked at Amaris in pure terror, and I thought she was more beautiful than before being Envy; like I was evil at the time you know?
“You are becoming more of a f*cker everyday.” Then Nathan glared at his only living son; don’t ask me what happened to the other two, wait Envy.
“Thanks for the compliment, Andru.” The black muck was all over Amaris, and a robot was being built around her, perfect.
“Are you going to do anything to us?” Vy asked. The people just wouldn’t stop questioning but the children, whom where too scared to move a move a muscle.
“Agents, give Suki to me and put the rest in the cells.”
“Yes, sir.” We were all his puppets, but who says being a puppet is a bad thing?
“And, commander Kimber and Dark Priests you can go.” Before I went out of the door, I was the last one, I looked at Suki. The look on her would scar me forever and ever; the look of real horror, she was scared of her own father. Stop scaring me ,daddy, stop it! I was still having memories of the old me and a completely different person.
“AHHH!” That was the last word I heard from the room that day, a scream.
“It is what we have to do kid.”
The next day:
I decided to go to the cells, it was my free day of the week and I needed something to do to kill time. So, I went there not knowing what would happen next.
“Hey b*tches.” At least I had my normal MARKA jumpsuit on, but it was too small for me, of course.
“What do you want?” I went to the one with pinky because they put the people in different cells in different cell blocks. What do you want kid scam before I hurt ya, Kimber.
“To talk Pinky.”
“Oh, like i’m going to talk to you.” Then I took out my gun, which I had a better grip now so I wouldn’t drop it and have to use a sword again.
“I want you to tell me something about Luka; I keep hearing his name in my head, why?”
“First, Luka is a girl with a boy name. Second, don’t call me Pinky my name is Thunder.”
“Yeah this tell me.” This girl was making me a little bit impatient, and I hated that.
“Well, I guess I can tell you because I don’t want my brains to be blown out today. She was part of our team, and MARKA took her three years ago and we never saw her again.” She laid down on her bed which was exactly like the one I had, weird. Mommy, can I have a bedtime story; I just had a nightmare. No. Please Mother.
“So, we took her, but that doesn’t explain why I hear her name in my freaking head.”
“You don’t remember this, but you were looking for her years on end with me. And, when we decided to look at MARKA...well they took you.” Thunder started to cry, the tough girl.
“You’re lying.”
“No, i’m not, Kimber.” Her eyes were turning red because of how much she was crying. Wimp, but I didn’t want myself to think that for some reason. Something didn’t feel right once again, oh great.
“That is commander Kimber to you.”
“I’m not one of you.”
“Who says you would never be?” I questioned while fixing my long brown hair. Who says he will ever be sober mother? Get out of my head VOICES; freaking f*cking voices that were driving me insane.
“Me.” That answer made me laugh like an idiot, but Thunder’s glare could stop everybody from giggling. She was dead serious about what she said. Crap. CRAP, RUN MARKA IS HERE!
“Forget it, Thunder, your team will never win.” I put the gun back into my pocket, and Thunder was watching my every move. She was an eagle and I was a mouse it felt like. But, I should have been the eagle not the freaking mouse, the weak creature.
“You can kill me, but you can never kill the hope of the people.” Really, that was easy to do.
“We can just kill everybody not part of us.” Take every kid here, guys, hurry before the crystals come. And, I moved uncomfortably; Thunder scared the crap out of me.
“Then more people in MARKA will turn up to be like Fatima and the old you.” Wait, I pondered, that couldn’t be possible, right? Then I remembered of a door that I never seen the inside of; maybe that door would have answers.
“I have to go.” I bolted out of the cell block because I needed to check it out before it was too late. My hips hurt, I didn’t care. The only thing I wanted then was answers not pleasure.
At the door:
It was wooden for some reason Nathan never told me, but that made the door stand out from the rest of the metal agency. So, I made sure nobody saw me enter because MARKA never had locked doors for some reason. Then I quickly opened the door and it made no sound, thank Mona. Wait, why was I thinking of Mona? Whatever, I just needed to know what was in here.
“Oh my god.” It was a woman, a woman called Luka. My microchip fell out; I remembered my past, my life. Luka was dead; there were a thousand knives pierced in her. No way she would have survived that, but seeing that made me know what exactly happened the unfaithful day.
I was on a helicopter:
There were other kids I knew with me, but I didn’t know their names. They just went to the same school as me, that was it. “What are you going to do with us?” A girl with red hair asked next to me.
“Whatever master said.” I looked out the side of the plane, nobody was coming to rescue us.
“Who is your master?” Another kid with sparkly blue eyes was staring at the guy in the same jumpsuit I was in.
“You will see little kid.” The guy crossed his arms, annoyed of all the kids with him. But, the pilot did not seem to mind our questions. I just looked at my hands, which were covered in blood. My whole family was murdered in front of me.
“Tell me now.” The foul stood up from his seat, headstrong and an idiot.
“I am not supposed to tell anybody kid.” The guy was still crossing his arms keeping a sharp eyes out for the rebel. “So, to pass the time everybody tell their life stories until they are gone forever.” He uncrossed his arms, and then pointed at me, the quiet one. “You first.”
“Me?”
“Yes you. I see greatness in you kid, and if you don’t you die.” Then he pressed the gun on the side of my head. I was scared of this guy, so I freely told my story.
“Well, i’m Kimber Greene the youngest of three kids. But, my father was addicted to meth and my mother was just crazy. My two other siblings committed suicide, so I was the last one left. And, well, they treated me like s*it. That is about it.” For a moment, I felt glad I got that dirty secret off my chest, but I realized they were probably going to kill me. They kind of did; they killed the real me. I was lucky that something was wrong with me.
Back to reality:
I knew my real purpose, but I felt somebody breathing down my neck, crap. So, I turned around to see the person. He had blonde hair, he was Nathan. Doomed, that what I was right at that moment. “You’re back on their side.”
“You are a real b*tch.” But, I couldn’t move and he was coming closer to me. He was going to kill me.
“Tell me something I don’t know.” He came closer and closer to me, yet Nathan didn’t have a weapon. Wait...he didn’t want to kill me, he wanted to rape me, no way. Then I got a plan, so I pretended to not care.
“Don’t you know everything?”
“Nobody knows everything,” he responded. This was a different Nathan; the one that told the truth and accepted his flaws. No, don’t make the potion control you again I told myself. Never. It was agony when I made it take over my body when Nathan kissed me, and that wasn’t the first time. In the past, I was his so-called ‘make out buddy’.
“Mona does.” And, this was a different me, the real me. The one that wasn’t his to take, not his puppet.
“She doesn’t know a thing.” His mouth went closer to my neck, pretend you don’t notice. I was right next to Luka’s decaying body, it smelled like s*it.
“Yes, she does.” Then he started to kiss my neck, plan working. When he was distracted, I pulled a knife from Luka, and stabbed him on the side.
“YOU B*TCH!” I quickly pulled him out of me, and ran out of the wooden door. But, it was locked, what? The doors locked people from the inside, a hidden cell. I was truely was doomed. So, I had no choice but to search Nathan.
“This is bad.” I reached him and started to put my hands in his pockets, a bag, a coin, and a pocket watch that was all I found.
“Got ya!”
“What?” Then, when I was getting up to search the rest of him, he pulled on my leg with such might. I tried to shake him off, but he wouldn’t let go.
“F*cker, get off of me!” But, then I sketched to Luka’s body to get another knife, yet Nathan saw that and let go of me to stop me which didn’t make sense until he nailed me to a wall.
“You can’t defeat me, Kimber.”
“Nathan, you may kill me but you would never kill hope.” He grabbed the knife I stabbed him with and put it closely to my neck; he just loved doing stuff with my ‘pretty’ neck.
“Really?” The knife was coming closer and closer to my neck, crap. This part made me scared; I was waiting to die.
“Yes, you don’t control me anymore. I die free, I die myself.” I couldn’t move, but he could. Blood was still coming out of the side of him. It was staining Nathan’s white shirt, and redness was going all over. Time to die a hero not a villain.
“If you say so.” Then Nathan got off of me, and walked over to my microchip, the thing that made all of this happen. If that wasn’t ever created I would have been living a normal life. I would of had a normal job, a big house, a loving husband, kid(s), and all the stuff normal people had. “Kimber, if you stay with us I will stare your life.”
“Who says I have a life anymore?” I answered. No way I was freely making him putting that thing back in my eye, no freaking way. Not even for a trillion dollars. I would just kill everybody, and that wouldn’t be good.
“Alright then, be mine and I won’t kill you.” Then I was slowly going towards Luka’s slowly.
“There is no way I’m doing any of those things.” After that, I looked at the bag that was in his pocket; there was only a little bit of dust leaf in it, thank god. I then stood still when I felt Nathan’s glare. “Thank god I’m wearing a freaking jumpsuit,” I whispered.
“Suite yourself.” He was still glaring at me with his eyes of rivers.
“You aren’t going to suite me.” Thank god, I was near Luka. So, I jumped over to her, and grabbed out a knife. “Now we have an equal fight.”
“There is no way you will ever win against me.”
“Well, I already stabbed you once.” There was no way I was letting him win, Nathan was the one that made the stupid decision to not kill me when I was completely defenseless.
“Then this is going to be like a show.” He licked, god he liked licking his weapons, which had his own blood and guts on it. Gross, that was what Nathan was.
“A show with a happy ending,” I said. Then a smile crossed my face. B*tch, I was good now so worry, I thought. After that, he lunged at me. I was ready for him.
“Go down, take a bow.” No. So, I protected my neck with my knife. But, I felt sudden pain in my left arm, and I dropped the knife in agony. This was it. I couldn’t fight or run or defend myself. There were footsteps in the hallway, and Nathan rushed to cover my mouth, but I bite him. He took his hand away from me, he was in agony.
“Do you really think I will do that?”
“Yes,” he responded while I got up. I tried to pick my knife with my right arm, but I couldn’t do so. It was time to accept the truth, I told myself, you are wounded, and you can’t do anything. When I was still trying to pick up my only hope, I felt something on me. “Are you sure you don’-”
“I’m not going to be your doll anymore.” That was the moment that I could not stop myself, I cried. It was time to accept the truth; your all precious virginity might be lost in this room. Then I turned around, and forced him off me with the little strength I had. Why wasn’t he failing or at least in plan? For Mona’s sake I stabbed him.
“You were.” He then stabbed my right arm and my legs and my hips. I was shocked I was alive. Nathan was going to kill me, and probably rape my dead body or rape me when I was about to die. There was nothing I could use now, no arms, no legs. Well, I still had them, but they were useless.
“That wasn’t me.”
“It was.”
“But, I wasn’t in control of my body. I was a completely different person.” After I said that, he brought out one of the cigars he had in his front pockets of his pants. Nathan blew the smoke right in my face.
“Yet, it was your body, your DNA, your blood.” He grabbed my chin, and looked at my neck, of course. Everybody loved my neck.
“I wasn’t commander Kimber, you were. Kissing yourself, crushing yourself, controlling yourself.” At this time, I found never left in life but to not get killed by Nathan is this room. So, I was egging him on. It was fun to egg people on. Their reactions were all different, but most of them replied angrily.
“Shut up, Kimber. Because, I can slowly kill you right now.” I could feel the knife barely on my neck.
“No way.”
“Die then.”
“Kill me if you want to.” I felt like I was in one of the videogames that you decide the person’s fate, Nathan was the player and I was the AI waiting for the answer given by the console remote. Would he press x: kill me or b: leave me for dead?
“Ha, enjoy your last moment because this is it.” The knife was starting to cut my skin lightly, and I did enjoyed the pain.
“I am.” Then I saw the door burst open, what? What was going on?
“Hi Nathan.” Suki was at the door, she was holding a gun. The gun was aimed at Nathan’s head.
“Help me.” I could hardly talk because of the knife going in my neck.
“You’re back, and now the others owe me ten dollars. Back to subject, Nathan don’t kill her or I will make sure a bullet is in your head.” She walked towards her father, and smiled. Why the heck was Suki smiling in this situation? I WAS DYING HERE!
“I’m f*cked here.” Nathan then disappeared, coward.
“Thank god.” My heart was beating crazily, but I didn’t give the f*ck. Suki was now 15, and she was stunning. Her blonde hair was straight and punky, and Suki’s grassy eyes pierced me.
“I’m a life saver now.” She looked like a blonde version of me with her off-shoulder shirt and ripped jeans, goth ha ha she joined the club. Her eyes had tons of eye shadow, mascara, and eyeliner on them; she was totally inspired by me.
“Yep, you are now carry me slave,” I joked.
“No.”
“Seriously, I kind of can’t walk.” Then she took me in her arms, and raised me. Gosh, this girl was strong.
Two hours later:
Now I was in a wheelchair, and I was stuck in one for the rest of my life. It wasn’t that bad like I could make people literally my slaves. The ship only had me and Thunder on it because the others were chickened out by ships now. “Hey girl, thinking to yourself again?” We were in the control room again, weird.
“Yeah, can I ask you something?” I had to ask her because I couldn’t do it because, well, I couldn’t freaking move. Rot in hell. I still was having the memories, and could not make sense out of some.
“Sure thing, Kimber. What is it? My sister’s baby, well she is named Maura. Horrible name, but I didn’t name her.” That wasn’t what I wanted to know, but it was still good to know.
“That’s not it.”
“Then what is it?” She was staring at me, waiting for an answer. Thunder probably thought the fact that she was now an aunt was more important than anything else. But, I knew she was going to freak when she heard my question.
“Can you-”
“Can I what?” Thunder interrupted. That girl was in a good mood because she had her best friend back and a little niece, yippee. Everything was good for her, yet not for me. Was I supposed to be happy? No.
“Can you...kill me?” Oh it came out, no turning back. There was never a point you could turn back on. Then the look on Thunder’s face was one of pure horror.
“What? There is no way i’m not letting anybody else die.” She crossed her arms, and that was when I noticed her gun. One bullet, that was it. I wasn’t suicidal, right? Somebody else was doing it for me. Thank god attempts were somehow legal; I could not take the pain anymore. Nathan always haunted my mind, Yuni always haunted my mind.
“It will be making a favor.” I looked at Thunder’s gun, I was eyeing it. Amaris would come and destroy the world, and it would be all my fault. Tyler killing himself was my fault, Yuni’s death was my fault, Amaris being Envy was my fault, the downfall of that once perfect family was all my fault.
“You would go to hell,” Thunder protested. Not like I cared about that fact whatsoever. Kill me, and make this demon get off of Earth.
“I am already the devil.” Then Thunder backed away in horror, but I kept my eyes on that gun.
“No, stay here I need you to be here.” Thunder started to cry and cry and cry...but it still didn’t change my mind. I needed to die, now.
“I can’t.” I used my arms to get away from there, and somewhere else.
“Stop, think about it.”My friend tried to catch up to me; I was too fast for her. I punched in the code for the door ,which was made of glass, and locked her in the control room. Then I went down the hallway of the living hell.
“Time to end this.” I pressed the code again so the door would open. The endless sky was under my feet, and the plane was going about two thousand miles per hour. Wind was hitting my face, but the stupid alarm was ringing and saying ‘DOOR OPENED’, f*ck. I continued on, ignoring the alarm, and fell out the plane. Why? I only thing I ever wanted was to be happy.
In the face of death
It was a merry afternoon until Fatima, Suki, Kirami, Vy, and Hail gotten a distress call from their friend Thunder. “Hello Thunder,” Suki welcomed while crossing her arms. She was trying to be more like her idol, a woman named Kimberly Greene.
“Guys, Kimber is going nuts. She locked me in the control room just because I wouldn’t kill her and, oh s*it, I think she is going to kill herself now.” Thunder’s voice revealed that she was scared out of her mind, and was about to pee herself.
“DOOR OPENED. DOOR OPENED.” An alarm went on and on about the door opening, and it annoyed the crap out of Suki until she knew what was happening. That is when she noticed it would be too late to do anything to save her beloved hero from herself. Suki broke into tears, and so did everybody else but Fatima and the babies Maura and Hawk, what Suki liked to call Fatima and Kirami’s child because the actual name was too hard to say in her opinion.
“Why?”
“She wanted to be happy.”