I've just been watching something by Nick Clegg on television, and it reminded me of the final part of the Anarchist. Mainly because of the music, but also because it seemed like the final moments of the Lib Dems. But I found a few problems with it:
>London was covered in bits of paper (broken promises) but none of them belonged to the Lib Dems. I also thought it was littering.
>Nick Clegg was, how can I say this, pleading for support. Apparently only the Liberals can sort this out but in truth anyone can, even the MRLP.
There is only one way to sort out our Government, and that is to vote for the right party. Not Lib Dems, not Labour, not even Conservative. No, if you want the country fixed, vote Richard and I'll sort everything out. I'll also give you a thumbs up. Who wouldn't want that?
Vote Richard, and we will be restored.
P.S. Mister. Saxon = Master No. 6
Monday, 26 April 2010
Thursday, 22 April 2010
The Next Generation...
Yarofev hid round the corner, listening intently to the footsteps of those who could help him. Those who were his enemies. Yarofev stood at the very heart of Black Row, and when he had what he wanted he would wipe them off the face of the Earth. The Universe would be in danger if nothing was done about the serious threat that was biding its time, waiting for the right moment to break open.
Yarofev smiled and melted himself into the shadow of a large cabinet next to him. Before he struck, he wanted to know everything that he could about current projects in Black Row. And they would come from one man. Yematin
************
For those who read Dementia, who is only Jamie until I lift the block, will know that the Shattered World has ended. But I plan to write more. Above is a small part of the New Story, a name of which I have not yet decided. There may be about two more stories with Black Row, then I might go on to something else. But I am getting quite attached to Black Row.
Not much else to update, but a New Story may begin soon, hopefully before the Summer Holidays. It could take me awhile to get a name though.
Yarofev smiled and melted himself into the shadow of a large cabinet next to him. Before he struck, he wanted to know everything that he could about current projects in Black Row. And they would come from one man. Yematin
************
For those who read Dementia, who is only Jamie until I lift the block, will know that the Shattered World has ended. But I plan to write more. Above is a small part of the New Story, a name of which I have not yet decided. There may be about two more stories with Black Row, then I might go on to something else. But I am getting quite attached to Black Row.
Not much else to update, but a New Story may begin soon, hopefully before the Summer Holidays. It could take me awhile to get a name though.
Sunday, 18 April 2010
The Shattered World Part 7 - Sacrifice
Darkened halls. Strange noises that made you look around and see shapes in the shadows. Horrific shapes. The Eden Facility had long been abandoned, but you could feel the spirits of the dead workers haunting your footsteps. Rebecca didn't notice. Yarofev was dead, and with him her only hope of finding out who she was. She didn't care if she lived or died anymore.
Rebecca was supported by Christian and John. Emily walked behind them and turned around, her gun ready, when ever she heard something. They didn't have time to shut the door, and the Creature was still after them. Their only hope was to activate Eden.
John had no idea where they were going. He had found a map and could roughly work out where they were, but the facility was not like Yarofev's. Yarofev was a maze of underground tunnels and a manor house on top. Eden was many, many floors below them. John had found a maintenace shaft, and had hoped that it would take them down far enough.
************
Eden was still not ready. The Survivors had moved to quickly under the guide of Yarofev and the machines creating Eden were old. It needed another hour or it would go horribly wrong. If activated before completion, anything within a thousand miles would be utterly destroyed in the resulting blast.
The Creature had killed Yarofev, but it was still a threat to Eden. When the Survivors were a few floors down, it would destroy the uppermost floors. It would bring in many Zombies, but by then it could be activated.
Eden sighed. Everything was going to be alright after all.
************
The lift was slow. They had to get down about 20 floors underground and they had only just gone past the fifth. Ten minutes of waiting and all the time the Creature was getting closer. If they didn't reach Eden soon, they may never reach it at all.
Rebecca stood silently in a corner. She kept reliving the scene of Yarofev's death. The Creature, the metal pole, the blood seeping out of the wound. She closed her eyes, and tried to hold back the tears that tried to break through. It would be so easy to take her own life; she would be free of this world and could finally meet her parents in the afterlife, if there was one. But she couldn't: she was the only one who could activate Eden and the entire world and anyone left alive relied on her getting to floor BG-20.
Then, at floor BG-17 it happened. A tremendous explosion shook the lift and everyone in it. Looking up, the group could see what remained of the upper floors.
The floors that were no longer there.
"What the fuck just happened?" Emily was shouting, and Christian pointed towards the edge of the newly formed crater. The Creature had not been killed in the blast, and the group were now extremely exposed to the outside world.
************
People say that Zombies hunger for blood and flesh, but that is only how it is observed. It's said that they howl to communicate with eachother when tracking down a victim. But it has never been seen from the Zombies point of view.
When a body dies, it is still functional in some ways. When the virus spread, it simply restarted the body and brain. And so the Zombies were born. But there was a difference: they retained some of their basic knowledge from their previous life. When they howl, they scream for help because they know what has happened to them. They kill people in anger when no help is given. They are seriously misunderstood creatures.
But when they see or hear and explosion, they are always drawn towards it. In the ground, a huge crater and a lift traveling slowly down underground. A lift that contained life. Life that had failed to help them.
The Zombies flocked towards the Eden Facility to stamp out the last of those who had kept the luxury of being fully alive.
************
The lift doors opened, and the Survivors were surprised to see a lit up room ahead of them. A huge hall and, at the very end, a huge tank with something blue inside. The tank was completely glass, and stretched from the floor to the ceiling. If you looked carefully through the dark blue liquid, you could almost make out the shape of a person.
Christian and John rigged the lift with explosives, to buy some time from the Zombies that they knew were headed their way. As Rebecca and Emily trudged ahead, they found some pages lying on the floor. Rebecca was instantly upon them, taking in information from the 'Eden Archives'. So, a man named Yematin had worked with Richard and successfully created Eden. Or not so successfully, as it was not yet complete. According to a countdown on a strange machine, they would still have to wait another 15 minutes before Eden could be activated.
As Christian and John finished rigging the lift, they heard the screams of the Zombies. The next quarter of an hour would be a long, and bloody, one.
************
The Creature looked down the maintenance shaft. It had been locked up here, but very recently it had broken out. About 93 years ago, it was captured in basic Zombie-Form and experimented upon. It had grown bigger, stronger and more angry over such a long time, locked up in a tiny rotting cell. It had killed a former worker of Black Row, he knew, and he would now destroy another of their projects.
It still held the metal pole, but the sharp end was covered in blood. Blood as black as the night sky. The pole had been blunted by the concrete wall, but the blood would not come off and further blunted the pole. It would be no more a weapon than a walking stick.
The Creature tossed the pole to his side and jumped down the shaft. All the floors down, right to the bottom.
************
Emily was the first to hear the Creature. There was a solid thud as it hit the lift, and then it exploded. The trap had been set off, but it had not worked. The Creature picked up a concrete slab and hurled it at the Survivors. It missed Eden with inches to spare.
Rebecca, Emily, Christian and John spread out. If the tank was destroyed, all hope would be lost. For ten minutes they avoided things thrown by the Creature, but then Emily's luck ran out. In an attempt to dodge a machine being thrown at her, her leg was sliced open on a torn piece of metal. She tried to get up, but she couldn't and she became an easy target. Her end was quick.
Rebecca couldn't wait much longer. She turned and sprinted for the controls to Eden. Zombies were pouring in through the shaft and Christian was surrounded. Only she could save him. She activated Eden and supplied a blood sample. The DNA was accepted, and Eden began to hum. It started shining with an inner light, and suddenly its glare was blinding. Rebecca closed her eyes and turned away. The Zombies stopped fighting and tried to flee the facility.
Through mental connection, Eden looked into Rebecca's mind. It felt her pain from losing Yarofev, and it felt sad. No longer did it want Yarofev destroyed so badly. Eden was active, but it was not ready. The entire facility exploded, destroying everything for miles around.
************
Yarofev woke up. He was lying on a field of grass, but he could remember everything. The Creature, Eden, Rebecca. She had done her job, but she had died in the process. He looked at his hand, and willed it to transform into a claw. It did, and he was shocked. Richard knelt over and cried. Eden was supposed to repair the world and reverse what Yarofev had done to him, but it had only done one of those.
Yarofev got up and pulled is hood back over his head. His glowing eyes stood out in the shadow the hood created. He wanted a cure and answers, so he began his journey. A journey that would take him back into the heart of Black Row.
Rebecca was supported by Christian and John. Emily walked behind them and turned around, her gun ready, when ever she heard something. They didn't have time to shut the door, and the Creature was still after them. Their only hope was to activate Eden.
John had no idea where they were going. He had found a map and could roughly work out where they were, but the facility was not like Yarofev's. Yarofev was a maze of underground tunnels and a manor house on top. Eden was many, many floors below them. John had found a maintenace shaft, and had hoped that it would take them down far enough.
************
Eden was still not ready. The Survivors had moved to quickly under the guide of Yarofev and the machines creating Eden were old. It needed another hour or it would go horribly wrong. If activated before completion, anything within a thousand miles would be utterly destroyed in the resulting blast.
The Creature had killed Yarofev, but it was still a threat to Eden. When the Survivors were a few floors down, it would destroy the uppermost floors. It would bring in many Zombies, but by then it could be activated.
Eden sighed. Everything was going to be alright after all.
************
The lift was slow. They had to get down about 20 floors underground and they had only just gone past the fifth. Ten minutes of waiting and all the time the Creature was getting closer. If they didn't reach Eden soon, they may never reach it at all.
Rebecca stood silently in a corner. She kept reliving the scene of Yarofev's death. The Creature, the metal pole, the blood seeping out of the wound. She closed her eyes, and tried to hold back the tears that tried to break through. It would be so easy to take her own life; she would be free of this world and could finally meet her parents in the afterlife, if there was one. But she couldn't: she was the only one who could activate Eden and the entire world and anyone left alive relied on her getting to floor BG-20.
Then, at floor BG-17 it happened. A tremendous explosion shook the lift and everyone in it. Looking up, the group could see what remained of the upper floors.
The floors that were no longer there.
"What the fuck just happened?" Emily was shouting, and Christian pointed towards the edge of the newly formed crater. The Creature had not been killed in the blast, and the group were now extremely exposed to the outside world.
************
People say that Zombies hunger for blood and flesh, but that is only how it is observed. It's said that they howl to communicate with eachother when tracking down a victim. But it has never been seen from the Zombies point of view.
When a body dies, it is still functional in some ways. When the virus spread, it simply restarted the body and brain. And so the Zombies were born. But there was a difference: they retained some of their basic knowledge from their previous life. When they howl, they scream for help because they know what has happened to them. They kill people in anger when no help is given. They are seriously misunderstood creatures.
But when they see or hear and explosion, they are always drawn towards it. In the ground, a huge crater and a lift traveling slowly down underground. A lift that contained life. Life that had failed to help them.
The Zombies flocked towards the Eden Facility to stamp out the last of those who had kept the luxury of being fully alive.
************
The lift doors opened, and the Survivors were surprised to see a lit up room ahead of them. A huge hall and, at the very end, a huge tank with something blue inside. The tank was completely glass, and stretched from the floor to the ceiling. If you looked carefully through the dark blue liquid, you could almost make out the shape of a person.
Christian and John rigged the lift with explosives, to buy some time from the Zombies that they knew were headed their way. As Rebecca and Emily trudged ahead, they found some pages lying on the floor. Rebecca was instantly upon them, taking in information from the 'Eden Archives'. So, a man named Yematin had worked with Richard and successfully created Eden. Or not so successfully, as it was not yet complete. According to a countdown on a strange machine, they would still have to wait another 15 minutes before Eden could be activated.
As Christian and John finished rigging the lift, they heard the screams of the Zombies. The next quarter of an hour would be a long, and bloody, one.
************
The Creature looked down the maintenance shaft. It had been locked up here, but very recently it had broken out. About 93 years ago, it was captured in basic Zombie-Form and experimented upon. It had grown bigger, stronger and more angry over such a long time, locked up in a tiny rotting cell. It had killed a former worker of Black Row, he knew, and he would now destroy another of their projects.
It still held the metal pole, but the sharp end was covered in blood. Blood as black as the night sky. The pole had been blunted by the concrete wall, but the blood would not come off and further blunted the pole. It would be no more a weapon than a walking stick.
The Creature tossed the pole to his side and jumped down the shaft. All the floors down, right to the bottom.
************
Emily was the first to hear the Creature. There was a solid thud as it hit the lift, and then it exploded. The trap had been set off, but it had not worked. The Creature picked up a concrete slab and hurled it at the Survivors. It missed Eden with inches to spare.
Rebecca, Emily, Christian and John spread out. If the tank was destroyed, all hope would be lost. For ten minutes they avoided things thrown by the Creature, but then Emily's luck ran out. In an attempt to dodge a machine being thrown at her, her leg was sliced open on a torn piece of metal. She tried to get up, but she couldn't and she became an easy target. Her end was quick.
Rebecca couldn't wait much longer. She turned and sprinted for the controls to Eden. Zombies were pouring in through the shaft and Christian was surrounded. Only she could save him. She activated Eden and supplied a blood sample. The DNA was accepted, and Eden began to hum. It started shining with an inner light, and suddenly its glare was blinding. Rebecca closed her eyes and turned away. The Zombies stopped fighting and tried to flee the facility.
Through mental connection, Eden looked into Rebecca's mind. It felt her pain from losing Yarofev, and it felt sad. No longer did it want Yarofev destroyed so badly. Eden was active, but it was not ready. The entire facility exploded, destroying everything for miles around.
************
Yarofev woke up. He was lying on a field of grass, but he could remember everything. The Creature, Eden, Rebecca. She had done her job, but she had died in the process. He looked at his hand, and willed it to transform into a claw. It did, and he was shocked. Richard knelt over and cried. Eden was supposed to repair the world and reverse what Yarofev had done to him, but it had only done one of those.
Yarofev got up and pulled is hood back over his head. His glowing eyes stood out in the shadow the hood created. He wanted a cure and answers, so he began his journey. A journey that would take him back into the heart of Black Row.
Monday, 29 March 2010
A Change of Heart
Some people may say I've "seen the light". Others might say I changed my mind but the truth is Mr Dennington really insulted me and Lloyd (I hope he doesn't read this) today in maths and we are now going to plague him until he leaves. I'm setting up a blog called www.anit-dennington.blogspot.com (if there isn't one already called that) and just message me if you want to join and post your Anti-Dennington (related) comments. Ta ta chaps, I have a 1.5 litre bottle of Ginger Beer to enjoy!
Thursday, 25 March 2010
The Shattered World - Archive Part 4
***BLACK ROW EDEN ARCHIVE PAGE 2***
Ok, the empire, the universal control, none of it is going to work. The nukes came down and this world is now far too damaged for the base of the Black Row Empire. And Richard is to blame for everything. I hate him, I hate his project and I Black Row. I might not live long enough to see through the war, but I'll be damned if 'Yarofev' revives the legacy of Richard. Eden has been modified to turn against Yarofev should they ever meet.
Radiation. Destruction. Death. That is all the outside cameras (that still work) can pick up. But there is something else. An infection from the radiation. Living Dead. Richard can't do anything to stop this, but I can. I'll program Eden to remove the disease without killing the holder. Maybe there is hope after all.
I see a...strange creature outside. It's huge and muscley, and very big. This could cause a lot of trouble if it gets inside. But then, I can contain it here. A team will be sent out to collect this creature and experiment on it.
Damn, one of the security gates has been ripped open! The infected individuals have broken in! Before I die, the secret must be revealed! The truth is-----
The archive ends with bloodstains covering up any hidden truth. Weeks after the page had been written, the infection had taken full hold of the Earth and barely anyone was left alive. The day Yematin died was the day the world stopped spinning.
Ok, the empire, the universal control, none of it is going to work. The nukes came down and this world is now far too damaged for the base of the Black Row Empire. And Richard is to blame for everything. I hate him, I hate his project and I Black Row. I might not live long enough to see through the war, but I'll be damned if 'Yarofev' revives the legacy of Richard. Eden has been modified to turn against Yarofev should they ever meet.
Radiation. Destruction. Death. That is all the outside cameras (that still work) can pick up. But there is something else. An infection from the radiation. Living Dead. Richard can't do anything to stop this, but I can. I'll program Eden to remove the disease without killing the holder. Maybe there is hope after all.
I see a...strange creature outside. It's huge and muscley, and very big. This could cause a lot of trouble if it gets inside. But then, I can contain it here. A team will be sent out to collect this creature and experiment on it.
Damn, one of the security gates has been ripped open! The infected individuals have broken in! Before I die, the secret must be revealed! The truth is-----
The archive ends with bloodstains covering up any hidden truth. Weeks after the page had been written, the infection had taken full hold of the Earth and barely anyone was left alive. The day Yematin died was the day the world stopped spinning.
Saturday, 20 March 2010
The Shattered World - Archive Part 3
***BLACK ROW EDEN ARCHIVE PAGE 1***
Wow. I'm the new leader of Black Row.
Richard never did know what he was doing, but it was probably the best decision he ever made in his life. The message arrived this morning, and the nukes are already on their way down. I couldn't locate UbiThink; their signal is lost entirely. I don't know if they're still alive, but I sent a signal out to surrounding Solar Systems in an attempt to get some sort of help.
It seems that Richard will be killed by his own creation. Ironic, that he should be destroyed by the thing that he hoped would deliever our salvation and the Universe. But I know that Yarofev won't rest. If it is anything like Project Eden, it will try to bind itself to a body to live a "life" of its own. I must program an independent conscious into Eden, one that will try to destroy Yarofev. Anything left of Richard deserves to be wiped out.
When the war is over, I shall stand upon the ruins of our enemies and, with the help of Eden, rebuild the world. Then we shall begin to expand into the Universe. All planets will either join our growing empire or shall be crushed if any pathetic rebellion is put up. Today the Earth, tomorrow the Universe.
David Yematin, new ruler of Black Row.
Wow. I'm the new leader of Black Row.
Richard never did know what he was doing, but it was probably the best decision he ever made in his life. The message arrived this morning, and the nukes are already on their way down. I couldn't locate UbiThink; their signal is lost entirely. I don't know if they're still alive, but I sent a signal out to surrounding Solar Systems in an attempt to get some sort of help.
It seems that Richard will be killed by his own creation. Ironic, that he should be destroyed by the thing that he hoped would deliever our salvation and the Universe. But I know that Yarofev won't rest. If it is anything like Project Eden, it will try to bind itself to a body to live a "life" of its own. I must program an independent conscious into Eden, one that will try to destroy Yarofev. Anything left of Richard deserves to be wiped out.
When the war is over, I shall stand upon the ruins of our enemies and, with the help of Eden, rebuild the world. Then we shall begin to expand into the Universe. All planets will either join our growing empire or shall be crushed if any pathetic rebellion is put up. Today the Earth, tomorrow the Universe.
David Yematin, new ruler of Black Row.
Monday, 15 March 2010
Cakes on a Crane
And the title has nothing to do with the post, in true mental tradition. I've just been going through the Shattered World Parts, and I count 6 story parts and 4recordings. To me, this amounts to a total of 10 parts. I COULD round everything up with one last part, or I could add some more in for fun. Don't worry, I've made my decision and I plan to stick with it as soon as I turn caps lock off and stop holding down shift.
Tomorrow. You. Will. Be. Amazed. By. Another. Part. That. Isn't. Actually. The. End. And. Now. I. Am. Going. To. Stop. Doing. This. Because. I. Don't. Know. Why. I. Even. Started. Bye. Bye.
Tomorrow. You. Will. Be. Amazed. By. Another. Part. That. Isn't. Actually. The. End. And. Now. I. Am. Going. To. Stop. Doing. This. Because. I. Don't. Know. Why. I. Even. Started. Bye. Bye.
Friday, 12 March 2010
Time to record
Absolutely nothing interest has happened this week. Well, maybe the Italian Mafia coming in today but other than that I can't think of anything.
How about a quick challenge, eh? Do this in 30 seconds:
25/5+376+19/100x12+2-5+2-5+5-2+5-2x4000=???
/ Means divide. If you're reading this, you have either given up, didn't bother with the challenge, got the answer right (ask me and you get a prize) or you haven't realised that your time is still running.
Anyway, I have absolutely nothing else to do, which is strange because I nearly always have something that needs to be doneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Random burst of mentality there, but don't be surprised if I start pressing random keys in a second.
djofofonwfnisgniwcnainfdingfinasingibwifnksngisbjdw2h32u4yr8f7h28hd827fy82gr2bu.
Byyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee Byyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee
How about a quick challenge, eh? Do this in 30 seconds:
25/5+376+19/100x12+2-5+2-5+5-2+5-2x4000=???
/ Means divide. If you're reading this, you have either given up, didn't bother with the challenge, got the answer right (ask me and you get a prize) or you haven't realised that your time is still running.
Anyway, I have absolutely nothing else to do, which is strange because I nearly always have something that needs to be doneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Random burst of mentality there, but don't be surprised if I start pressing random keys in a second.
djofofonwfnisgniwcnainfdingfinasingibwifnksngisbjdw2h32u4yr8f7h28hd827fy82gr2bu.
Byyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee Byyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee
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