Playing With Fire (1290 hits)
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Submitted by Uber Madness 2004 (View user info) at 2004-10-22 04:00:21 EDT
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Entry 1
\\Log.08\\A lone man walked across a barren landscape reminiscent of demented H.R. Geiger paintings. A dark amalgamation of organics and machine blended garishly, an endless mechanical savanna. Killy was beaten up, still healing from his last bout with Sanakan. He had destroyed her this time, but she always came back. Always. That was 4 days ago. He hadn't eaten for 5. His black jumpsuit, covered in a myriad of electronic equipment, was a mess of tangled wires covered in his blood. He limped every few steps, the broken leg not fully healed yet.
The rubble he walked towards sat in the middle of the vast cavern. "TOHO HEAVY INDUSTRIES - CAVE 13" was written in letters the size of cities above him on the cylindrical cover of the grotto.
This was the dead or dying wasteland of the Toho Heavy industries empire. The vast mechanized tower consisting of 13 vertical "caves", capable of moving and changing at will. No one knew for sure when Toho took over, or when humans came to live in the depths of the second cave. Killy had ascended 2000 levels from his city to find the entrances to the other caverns. These caves, protected by "SafeGruard", a sentient AI thought to have been created to protect Toho Industries and police itself internally was now completely self-aware and automated; An AI that dispensed death by automaton army at its discretion; the mechanical soldiers appearing almost immediately anywhere inside the structure. Sanakan, the SafeGuard lieutenant, was the most powerful of the androids; the "Gravitated-Electron Emitting Device" or GED graphed to her right arm was capable of destruction on a scale rivaled by only high-yield nuclear weapons. She resembled a human female, with the exception of dark black eyes and a gun for an arm. She would appear as if from nothing, keeping Killy in an ever-present danger.
SafeGuard is also in a perpetual struggle with the Silicon Beings for control of the Net Sphere governing the movement of the caves. Little is known about the Silicon Beings, other than that they were built out of semi-organic constructs and old Toho technology. Killy was in the middle of it all, as the number of humans was decimated by the conflict; settlements destroyed by SafeGuard, the Silicon Beings, or a precipitate of their conflict. Killy was hunting for the genetic information that would allow humans to interface with the Net Sphere. It was the only way to end the continuous destruction. Sanakan was hunting him, and the Silicon Beings hunting her. They all wanted the same thing; control, and their competition dead.
The low electric hum told Killy needed to hurry; this cave would be out of alignment soon.
He reached his destination; the crushed human settlement he had seen through the binoculars on the precipice of cave 12. That was days ago.
The crushed buildings were scattered with long-dead corpses, all of them torn apart. He quietly went through the rubble, searching for anything of use. It had been 38 days since he last had any contact with humans, and had been on the run from Sanakan since then.
He overturned a large piece of debris, to discover an intact body. Long dead, but at least in one piece.
He pulled the body from its wreckage, inspecting the man's armor; it was connected to his neural net via what seemed to be an intact communication port on his temple. Killy removed the plug, and gently pulled the helmet away. The suit's backup battery probably had enough charge left to transfer any data it had in it.
He unraveled a tattered cable, inserting one plug into the suit, and the other into the port on his temple.
Everything went black; his optic nerve now directed by the suit's controller.
Text began to appear.
//Login
................Connected.
Verifying...
//User: Killy
//Authorization: 0100110100101001011101.1101
\\File.04.Init
The comm. terminal buzzed and crackled, as the signal traveled though Killy's integrated circuitry. The tiny projection device situated on the fovea of his augmented eyes shone the images directly to his retina. The quality was grainy; noticeably low-quality. He could barely make out the human form in the recording. His dull eyes dilated involuntarily despite the lack of any true stimulus.
//Error: Video File Corrupt.
Audio track extraction 0%[|||||||||||||||]100%
Buffering...
//Playback.04.init
An irritated voice spoke.
"Shit, what is it now?! <Rustling of clothes. Door opening> Hizen? What's wrong this time? <Crash> Augh! Run! Get out-"
The unmistakable sound of flesh being rend asunder penetrated his ears.
Silence.
<Hurried Footsteps>
"This way, it's through here!"
"We're cut off."
"Ammo check!"
"1 clip left."
"Shit..."
"Are you injured?"
"Only a bit. I'll be-"
<Bang>
"Take his. We need everyone armed and mobile."
"They're coming through."
"What would SafeGuard want with us!?"
"On the left, it's not going to hold. Get ready."
"Shh."
<Crash>
<Gunfire>
<Wheezing breath>
//Electronic Transmission Detected: Decoding....
"01010010 01000101 01110100 01110101 01110010 01001110 01101001 01001110 01000111 01010010 01100101 01010100 01110101 01110010 01001110 00100000 01010100 01101000 01000101 00100000 01100100 00110011 01010110 01001001 01100011 01000101 00101110"
"What device!?"
//Electronic Transmission Detected: Decoding....
"01000111 01110010 01100001 01110110 01101001 01110100 01100001 01110100 01100101 01100100 00100000 01000101 01101100 01100101 01100011 01110100 01110010 01101111 01101110 00100000 01000101 01101101 01101001 01110100 01110100 01100101 01110010"
"What!?"
The echo of sinew gnashing against crushed bone reverberated in his ears.
//Electronic Transmission Detected: Decoding.......
"01010100 01100001 01110010 01100111 01000101 01010100 00100000 01101100 00110000 01010011 01010100 00101101 00001010 01110011 01100001 01101110 00110100 01101011 01100001 01001110 00111010 00100000 01010010 01000101 01110100 01110101 01110010 01001110 01101001 01001110 01000111 00001010 00110010 00110011 00111010 00110100 00110111 00111001 00110110 00111010 00110010 00110011 00110001 00001010"
//Binary Translation:
"ReTurN ThE d3VIcE."
"Gr4vItatEd 3lectRon EmiTteR"
"TargET l0ST-
san4kaN: REturNiNG"
127460:58:21
//Signal Lost
//File.04.End
//Source Signal Terminated 12389775635.6756452 Hours
...........
\\Connection Terminated
Killy tore the plug from his temple, and callously removed it from the long-dead corpse. SafeGuard had been sacking human settlements since the incident at the warehouse. They were looking for him.
He stood, knowing that the area would have been monitored for life signs; SafeGuard hates to leave anyone breathing. He toggled his visual sensors to track electromagnetic pulses; the drones always preceded themselves this way; a flash, then they were there. He waited for any sign of their arrival.
Killy removed a small inauspicious pistol from his suit. It was barely bigger than his hand in both length and depth, and was flat on all sides, save the back, which had what he figured was a charge indicator. It was distinguished from a normal gun only by the barrel, which consisted of small cylindrical rods arranged in a circle, and the lack of a hammer. "GED" was stenciled on the side.
He had stolen it from a Toho warehouse a few weeks back. Test firing it had been a mistake, since the hole he created in the roof of the structure flooded the base levels with some kind if century-old fossil fuel. The subsequent explosion drew out both SafeGuard and the Silicon Beings, and the clash between the two allowed him to escape with this life and the gun. Just as Prometheus had stolen fire from mount Olympus, Killy had taken the weapon of the gods.
Small triangles began to appear on his virtual heads up display, tacking the spawn points for the SafeGuard. One. Three. Seven. Eighteen.
"Shit." He muttered to himself.
The high pitch electrical whine of the GED charging cut through the windswept silence in the destroyed town.
Small wisps of dust began to disperse from the marked spots on his HUD.
Flash-Flash-Flash-Flash-Flash-Flash-Flash.
The whine of the GED grew louder, as the indicator where the hammer would have been began to glow. He leveled his sights on the center of their formation, as the drones seemingly grew from the ground.
They reached their full size quickly, their black frames strangely human-like. They were covered in some kind of off-white polymer, clawed fingers stretching out as they activated, their empty eyes staring into the dim light at Killy.
The charge indicator was bright now; the trigger grew warm under the heat from his finger. He braced himself, supporting his aiming arm with the free one, digging his heels in.
[Warning] Flashed red on his display as the drones acquired their target.
*Click*
The trigger depressed loudly, as a thin beam of light emanated from the barrel, penetrating the ground in the center of the drones as they began to move. Almost immediately following, a pulse was sent down the beam, first destroying all matter in its path, then exploding in the anti-matter space created by the negative singularity it caused.
The recoil threw Killy 10 meters, and dislocated his right shoulder. His visual augmentations went offline, reducing his sight to static snow. He toggled the optical amplifications off, readjusting to the darkness that permeated the large Toho caverns. He righted himself, making sure he had destroyed the whole group. All that remained was a large hole that went for thousands of meters down, and a few pieces of android not caught in the blast.
He took the gun from his disabled arm, returning to the holster on his suit. He slowly stood, his right arm dangling to his side, and walked back to the wreckage. Kneeling, he placed his shoulder against a large piece of one of the destroyed buildings, and pushed hard. Luckily his arm snapped back into place without fuss, unlike the last time when his shoulder joint shattered and he had to wait 18 hours for his body to self-repair.
The clanking of metal boots snapped his attention away from his aching arm, and the high-pitched sound he knew so well sent him diving for cover. Sanakan had arrived. The GED's energy signature must have tipped the monitoring sensors to Killy's presence.
She raised her arm, the thin beam lazed his torso, cutting through his leftmost ribs. As he dove, part of the blast had caught his left arm, searing through the suit and flesh underneath. He drew his weapon and fired blindly in succession into the darkness.
Sanakan's nimble frame dodged the un-aimed shots, closing in on Killy's position quickly. He ducked behind another building as she prepared to fire again. Killy began to charge his gun as he dodged the second salvo. Then a third. He could hear her charging once again. Dashing from behind his cover, he aimed strait for her. The charging sound had ceased, the GED almost burning his hand through his gloves. As she drew her sights on him she smiled with her twisted mechanical face.
They both fired.
-----
\\Client Signal Lost:
Restarting......
Boot complete
\\Startup.init
01001001 01100110 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01110100 01110010 01100001 01101110 01110011 01101100 01100001 01110100 01100101 01100100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01101000 01100001 01110110 01100101 00100000 01101110 01101111 00100000 01101100 01101001 01100110 01100101 00101110
//Visual Systems: Online
Killy awoke 100 yards from the town's wreckage, the pistol burned into the fiber of his glove. He patched his arm and chest, injecting medic nanomachines to aid the healing. He saw flames in the distance in front and behind him. Through his binoculars he could see blazing fissures 20 meters wide in the walls of Cave 13.
He retuned one final time to the piles of debris, to inspected Sanakan's remains. Finding nothing of particular interest he trudged away from the annihilated town, leaving the smoldering chasm in the center the as only sign he was ever there. Killy went as quickly as he could; knowing she would be back. She always came back.
\\Log.08.End\\
- VS -
Entry 2
It is dark.It is... cold.
I know, that sounds cliché, doesn't it? Well, maybe it is, but give me a chance.
I got up this morning and went to work, just like every morning. In the evening, I returned home only to go to sleep and repeat the process again. Work, sleep, work, sleep... was life always this boring? I don't think it was. I seem to remember a time when everything in life seemed new and exciting. But in the intervening years, things have slowly gotten darker.
I can't really pinpoint a time when things started to change. But I do remember noticing that things were getting darker. Each day, this endless drudgery that we call life dulls the flames of my world just a little more. Every single day I do the same things, and the light seems a little bit darker. Every day the world is getting colder.
The spark of life has gone out of the world.
I think it's taking a part of me with it. I no longer find solace in my old hobbies and activities. I attempted to watch TV the other day. It disgusted me and I felt more alone than ever.
Until I found the fire.
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At first it seemed so innocent. Candles, kerosene lamps, matches. Small flames. I liked the feeling of having the open flame near me, it comforted me. I never even considered why, it just felt so good to feel something again. Besides, a few candles is no big deal.
Except that it isn't just a few anymore. Every surface in the small apartment is covered. Candles and lamps are everywhere. Where on earth had I gotten them all anyhow? Things seem more like a dream than reality now.
Huge scented candles, tall beeswax tapers, tiny votive tea lights. Oil and kerosene of all shapes and sizes. Lighters, match books, and butane canisters are strewn everywhere. I can't seem to remember where they had all come from, or what's going on.
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I spend more and more time every night staring at burning matches. Taking matches from the box, one by one, and watching them burn. Staring at each match as the flame slowly crawls down towards my fingers. Dropping the match at the final second, before it burns me.
Fear I may be going slightly insane.
More and more often lately, we have not been dropping the matches. I watch silently while the flames extinguish themselves against my fingers, scorching and burning my flesh.
Yes... I am aware of what that means.
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Sometimes the matches aren't good enough. We need something stronger, more powerful. Something that shines even more light into our darkened world. Something to make us feel warm.
We begin to try new things. Gasoline is good, but smells bad. People ask us questions that we are hard pressed to answer. Maybe I should try other flammables. Something that burns long and slow, something that heats us up. Something to keep us warm.
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Sanity is the furthest thing from my mind at this point. I haven't been back to work in over two months. I'm thinking I might try explosives just to see what it's like. But that seems too messy, too loud. There's no lasting warmth and light from an explosion anyhow. Just a blast of heat and light that disappears as quickly as it came.
I'm no pyromaniac, I'm just trying to stay warm. This world holds nothing for me anymore, but the flames still warm us. We need them to keep going. We need them to keep breathing. We need them.
We thought of bonfires. That means some place further from the city, but it could be done. Maybe somewhere in the woods, where we always had more wood? Then we wouldn't need to let the fire stop. That would we good.
I would like it if the flames didn't go away, they keep us so warm.
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I was beginning to worry that things may have gone too far...
...but maybe not.
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I felt more like my old self today. I took a few minutes away from tending the bonfire to write a little bit in this journal. I confess, I'm not sure what's happening to me, but I can't control it. Occasionally I'm clear headed enough to question what is going on in my life, but that always ends before I get to any conclusions.
I don't know where I go from here.
I've taken a look at some of my older writings, and they worry me. It seems I've gone a bit off the deep-end. These clear headed moments are few and far between lately.
I'm playing with fire here. Literally, and metaphorically. I'm not really sure how much longer I've got left.
I can't seem to maintain any longer. What's going on here? I've looked over some of the things I've been writing about in here, and I'm getting scared.
I'd better get going. It's sort of cold out here in the woods, and I'm starting to shiver. Maybe I'll build a fire to keep warm.
Entry 1:
bigbabylons
bob
butterball
celine
cexshun
Circe
comicbookguy
Dirtbird
Domochevsky
Durae
earth_collapse
engine13
Genko
geofroley
Gnome
GodChicken
godking
Huber_the_Nose
jack11058
Jack_McCallum
jboogz
JonnyX
LadyPlural
lilbill87
Loren1
Method
munkeypants
NerfHerder
omnifica
polyamorousaj
PWNstar
salmonofdoubt
ScoutCJustice
Seralena
shitfuck
SilvrWolf
SPECIALk
Stabkill
Teephphah
thaumaturge
tictactoe
tlozoot
wazzawazzayo
William_Q_Percy
xenon
youarsoghey
36 eligible votes (46 total) *
Entry 2:
Anjie
Bigmike
Coyote
darko
Disektor
drfeggphd
ess-arr
Herpes
humor_me
JustRead
knucklesnelson
Monarch
MyNameIsTim
rad1101
ralphmacchio
redraven
runninginplace
Scott_James
sexy_biatch
sparkle_pink
Spuds002
stevie_says
Stin
tinactin
tmofw
WiKi
WillZone
18 eligible votes (27 total) *
* Eligible votes are those made by users who had either (A) posted 3+ messages OR (B) written 100+ [lowered from 750+] reviews as of the beginning of the UberMadness! competition.
User Reviews
Submitted by darko (user info) at 2004-10-27 19:30:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
better picture
Submitted by Stabkill (user info) at 2004-10-27 19:19:13 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by runninginplace (user info) at 2004-10-27 17:34:42 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by comicbookguy (user info) at 2004-10-27 15:50:41 EDT (#)
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Submitted by redraven (user info) at 2004-10-26 11:55:20 EDT (#)
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Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2004-10-25 12:48:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by William_Q_Percy (user info) at 2004-10-25 10:42:27 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Author 1 - This reminded me of Deltron 3030. Nice usage of "rend asunder"
Author 2 - Nice, but it didn't really impress me enough.
Submitted by SilvrWolf (user info) at 2004-10-24 20:17:20 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Durae (user info) at 2004-10-24 17:18:51 EDT (#)
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Killy is a funny name.
Submitted by omnifica (user info) at 2004-10-24 10:52:31 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by geofroley (user info) at 2004-10-24 10:22:14 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Scott_James (user info) at 2004-10-24 10:17:31 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2004-10-24 04:45:16 EDT (#)
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Both kinda sucked, but 2 sucked less than 1.
Submitted by JustRead (user info) at 2004-10-24 04:24:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Man, that is a interesting story, very interesting. Also, quite true for us pyromatics w00t.
Submitted by jack11058 (user info) at 2004-10-24 03:16:25 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Holy shit entry 1. that was matrixy/terminatory but held on to originality so well it could very well be chapter 2 in a great novel. very well written. entry two was also written well, but seemed like it was just the first idea someone had for the title. any time i read a post that takes an unusual turn with the given title, it almost always gets my vote. here's a vote for 1.
Submitted by tmofw (user info) at 2004-10-24 00:44:48 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by skoobiesnaks (user info) at 2004-10-23 23:05:54 EDT (#)
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HOLY FUCK THIS SITE SUCKS MY GODDAMN HAIRY ASS.
VERIFY YOUR OWN EMAIL YOU SORRY PIECE OF SHIT.
I DONT GIVE A FUCK IF I CAN'T SUBMIT.
BART, YOU'RE A GODDAMN CHICKEN SHIT ASSHOLE SUCKING BITCH.
Submitted by celine (user info) at 2004-10-23 21:54:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
entry 2 would have gotten a +2 also but failed to extrapolate. entry 1, being longer, more involved, and obvious sci-fi (i want a book series with it somewhere in the middle) gets the vote. entry 2, excellent work. unfortunately you lost my vote because i'm a sucker for sci-fi.
Submitted by lilbill87 (user info) at 2004-10-23 18:27:50 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I liked 1's style
Submitted by drfeggphd (user info) at 2004-10-23 17:36:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
When i clicked on this again to check that my review
showed up, the hit count was 451. As in Fahrenheit 451.
Is this kind of stuff happening constantly, every day,
more and more, to anyone else?
I mean, it's lots of fun and all, but if it's just me...
Submitted by NerfHerder (user info) at 2004-10-23 17:10:35 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by drfeggphd (user info) at 2004-10-23 16:12:28 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
When I read #1, I knew I would vote for it, for reasons which I cannot
reveal, since to do so would indicate the extent of my insanity.
And then I read #2. Now I don't even know whether I want to know just
what the hell is going on or not.
Thanks to both authors.
Submitted by Genko (user info) at 2004-10-23 15:45:46 EDT (#)
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Auto vote against the fucker who forced sidescrolling.
Submitted by SPECIALk (user info) at 2004-10-23 14:34:14 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Herpes (user info) at 2004-10-23 14:33:11 EDT (#)
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Submitted by thaumaturge (user info) at 2004-10-23 14:13:16 EDT (#)
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Submitted by LadyPlural (user info) at 2004-10-23 13:01:37 EDT (#)
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I think that the reason for the ammount of sci-fi is that it usually isn't sappy, doesn't have to be funny (humor is somewhat difficult to write for some people), and tends to flow into either a happy ending or a dark one that doesn't seem out of place.
I'm not complaining, mind you. Science fiction is usually good stuff. Just my two cents worth.
Submitted by LadyPlural (user info) at 2004-10-23 12:41:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Both of these were really interesting.
Submitted by Stin (user info) at 2004-10-23 05:40:24 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by tinactin (user info) at 2004-10-23 03:35:09 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Spuds002 (user info) at 2004-10-23 03:01:27 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by bob (user info) at 2004-10-23 01:43:49 EDT (#)
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SCROLLING BAD!
Submitted by Seralena (user info) at 2004-10-23 00:34:25 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Cool.
Submitted by salmonofdoubt (user info) at 2004-10-22 23:57:53 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by ralphmacchio (user info) at 2004-10-22 22:56:42 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by butterball (user info) at 2004-10-22 19:42:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Gogo Sci-fi
Seemed a bit like the game Armored Core: MOA
or not
Submitted by youarsoghey (user info) at 2004-10-22 19:39:16 EDT (#)
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I FUCKING HATE HAVING TO FUCKING SCROLL
Submitted by Disektor (user info) at 2004-10-22 19:26:13 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by tlozoot (user info) at 2004-10-22 18:49:56 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Hm. Both journal entries. Also, a surprising amount of science fiction in this tournament.
Submitted by tictactoe (user info) at 2004-10-22 18:49:35 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by WiKi (user info) at 2004-10-22 18:42:05 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by stevie_says (user info) at 2004-10-22 18:37:03 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by wazzawazzayo (user info) at 2004-10-22 16:38:35 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I likea da sci-fi.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2004-10-22 16:25:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Doom Robots of the Future! +2!
Submitted by sparkle_pink (user info) at 2004-10-22 16:17:57 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by MyNameIsTim (user info) at 2004-10-22 16:17:56 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Coyote (user info) at 2004-10-22 15:31:54 EDT (#)
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Of course, I meant "egregious". Forgive the typo, I'm drunk.
Author 2-- it's not that Uber hates inner turmoil, it's that your pic was fucking huge. Sucks, as you say. You got my vote because sections of Entry 1 were simply unreadable.
Submitted by Coyote (user info) at 2004-10-22 15:26:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Author 1 wins the award for "Most Egregrious Overuse of Semicolons in a Work of Genre Fiction."
Submitted by Teephphah (user info) at 2004-10-22 15:26:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
These were both good. I think if I had read #1 on it's own, I would have given it a +2, but in this context I just HAVE to go with #2. #2 was just SOO original. Just absolutely great.
Submitted by humor_me (user info) at 2004-10-22 15:06:06 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2004-10-22 14:42:15 EDT (#)
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I dug it duder!
Submitted by engine13 (user info) at 2004-10-22 14:28:56 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by knucklesnelson (user info) at 2004-10-22 13:54:07 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Author Of Two at 2004-10-22 13:52:33 EDT (#)
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Oh yeah, about the picture:
I'm on a buisness trip to Portland, and not using my home computer. The resolution changes were messed up, and when I posted it I thought it was correct.
Sucks, huh?
Submitted by ess-arr (user info) at 2004-10-22 13:43:26 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by jboogz (user info) at 2004-10-22 13:37:15 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Fantastic Story. Definately worthy of a follow-up. Keep of the good work.
Submitted by Gnome (user info) at 2004-10-22 13:27:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
not to take away from Author 1 with my last comment, i really enjoyed the story.
Submitted by Gnome (user info) at 2004-10-22 13:26:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
how do you make it this far without knowing how to appropriately size your pictures?
Submitted by Author of Two at 2004-10-22 13:16:56 EDT (#)
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Ooops, my bad.
I totally forgot that Uber hates anything involving a psychosis or personal turmoil. Damn.
Submitted by godking (user info) at 2004-10-22 13:15:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
+2 just for 'TOHO'.
Submitted by ScoutCJustice (user info) at 2004-10-22 13:05:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I liked both, but I liked one more. I'd really like to see a continuation of that story outside of Ubermadness, including a beginning. It was hard jumping into the middle like that, but I like the plot and the writing.
Submitted by Monarch (user info) at 2004-10-22 12:39:35 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Tough descision, but I ended up voting for Entry Two because it fits the title better.
Submitted by xenon (user info) at 2004-10-22 12:14:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Awesome!
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2004-10-22 12:11:32 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Automatic vote for #1 thanks to the G I A N T picture in #2.
Now I'll go back and read the entries to see what they are like.
Submitted by Domochevsky (user info) at 2004-10-22 12:04:58 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Loren1 (user info) at 2004-10-22 11:35:45 EDT (#)
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This was tough, because I am NOT a fan of action, in writing or in film for that matter.
However, #2 dissapointed the heck out of me.
I felt the author was trying to pull me/the reader into some sort of psychological cavern of twisted souls and darkness insert *dramatic sarcasm* - but they failed to accomplish that goal entirely. Instead, I was left with simply wanting to say "shut the fuck up already and go back to work, you whining, self-centered moron."
Submitted by polyamorousaj (user info) at 2004-10-22 11:28:17 EDT (#)
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#1 gets it for two reasons.
1) I had to scroll.
2) It is dark.
It is... cold.
I know, that sounds cliché, doesn't it? Well, maybe it is, but give me a chance.
Those four sentences put me off the rest of the story.
Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2004-10-22 11:19:43 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Anjie (user info) at 2004-10-22 11:03:39 EDT (#)
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Submitted by sexy_biatch (user info) at 2004-10-22 10:53:34 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Bigmike (user info) at 2004-10-22 10:45:35 EDT (#)
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Submitted by cexshun (user info) at 2004-10-22 10:20:11 EDT (#)
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Yawn. #2 breaks the browser. #1 gets the vote. I'll come back and read these later.
Submitted by Dirtbird (user info) at 2004-10-22 09:28:26 EDT (#)
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Submitted by PWNstar (user info) at 2004-10-22 09:20:11 EDT (#)
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Submitted by bigbabylons (user info) at 2004-10-22 08:36:20 EDT (#)
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Submitted by WillZone (user info) at 2004-10-22 08:23:42 EDT (#)
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coin flip.
Submitted by GodChicken (user info) at 2004-10-22 05:56:17 EDT (#)
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fuckin woah
Submitted by earth_collapse (user info) at 2004-10-22 05:35:35 EDT (#)
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Nice
Submitted by Method (user info) at 2004-10-22 05:09:37 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Huber_the_Nose (user info) at 2004-10-22 05:07:37 EDT (#)
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