Max pulled the trigger. He felt the gun vibrate in his hand and the
bullet spat forth in a wake of bullet time, leaving a trail for those to
follow. It seemed like he was falling into forever, his body still
gliding across the sky as he pulled the trigger a second time.
It was
like a scene in a summer blockbuster where it's all style and the story
takes a back seat. He hoped whoever was playing him in the movie was
cool looking.
He could see the scene like a movie, and his peripheral
vision was catching the camera crew off to one side. He was wondering at
the moment during battle who was calling the shots on this one, and
whether this story they were working on was going according to plan.
20131011
Enter the Twins
Mags ran towards the edge of the roof and before she jumped off she
turned and threw two darts at her pursuers. She sailed away from the
building and felt gravity call to her, but she wasn't answering. She
continued to sail straight across, turning and preparing to land on the
rooftop of another building 40 feet away.
Legos was hit in the shoulder with one of the darts; she felt pain for the first time in a long time.
"OW!" she said, which stopped her partner as he dove from the dart.
"She hit you?" questioned Meelos. He stopped dead in his tracks.
"I think we've been misinformed about our target," Legos said as she took the dart from her shoulder and looked at it like a child at a bug.
Legos was hit in the shoulder with one of the darts; she felt pain for the first time in a long time.
"OW!" she said, which stopped her partner as he dove from the dart.
"She hit you?" questioned Meelos. He stopped dead in his tracks.
"I think we've been misinformed about our target," Legos said as she took the dart from her shoulder and looked at it like a child at a bug.
The Element of Surprise...
clickety-clack
Angst sat looking out the window, watching the city and listening to her mp3 player. She was listening to a classic song and moved her head to the rhythmic beat.
Angst sat looking out the window, watching the city and listening to her mp3 player. She was listening to a classic song and moved her head to the rhythmic beat.
Suki sat behind her
reading an X-Men comic book and sipping on a soda. She missed a few
issues so she was catching up on the adventures of her favourite team
(other than the one she with).
clickety-clack
On a subway platform several men in dark suits came down, each taking a position on the platform. The began ushering out people waiting for a train; flashing fake id's and assuring them that all was going to be okay.
clickety-clack
On a subway platform several men in dark suits came down, each taking a position on the platform. The began ushering out people waiting for a train; flashing fake id's and assuring them that all was going to be okay.
"What's going on?" a woman ask. "Terrorists?"
A LEGACY man just nodded his head and told her politely to move on.
clickety-clack
"No way," Goner said. "Did you even watch the same game as I did?"
clickety-clack
"No way," Goner said. "Did you even watch the same game as I did?"
"Yeah I did," Frank said. "You must be watching some fantasy version in your head."
"Clearly Redgrin had the ball in his possession before the whistle blew," Goner stated.
"The whistle blew before Redgrin could do the recovery," Frank grinned. "You are just a sore loser. You still owe me."
"Well, I don't have the cash on me," Goner said. "Wait to see if there's an ATM and I will get it to you."
Frank rolled his eyes back and said, "That's if you do have an account in this version."
clickety-clack
Once the last of the platform patrons were gone, another team moved in carrying some cases and setting them down. They moved with the purpose of a strike team. Opening up the cases revealing heavy weapons. They began to mount them on the platform; with pressured drills they were putting the mounts into the floor.
clickety-clack
Max sat on the seat up front, close to where Bishop was looking at the wheel. Max sat there with one foot up, his hand draped over his knee holding a drifting cigarette. He was watching the smoke rise and show him something.
clickety-clack
Once the last of the platform patrons were gone, another team moved in carrying some cases and setting them down. They moved with the purpose of a strike team. Opening up the cases revealing heavy weapons. They began to mount them on the platform; with pressured drills they were putting the mounts into the floor.
clickety-clack
Max sat on the seat up front, close to where Bishop was looking at the wheel. Max sat there with one foot up, his hand draped over his knee holding a drifting cigarette. He was watching the smoke rise and show him something.
His eyes intent on the smoke and then he frowned and turned to Frank.
clickety-clack
There were three dozen LEGACY members waiting. Three mounted cannons and each soldier armed to the hilt with weapons.
clickety-clack
There were three dozen LEGACY members waiting. Three mounted cannons and each soldier armed to the hilt with weapons.
Falon open-tapped his head set.
"We're set."
"They should be arriving any moment," the voice said. "Make this one count."
"Consider
them terminated," Falon said as he felt the breeze of the train
approaching. He flicked the headset off and turned. "Here they come!"
clickety-clack
clickety-clack
> Chance in Plureality 3
Temporal distortion detected.
And they danced....
Feathers and red hair sway. Black shoes glide quickly and deftly across confetti covered concrete. The green dress twirls past colored lanterns and crackling sparklers. The band plays, faster. Every phrase echoed in their movements.
Pulling her arm just so, the fire-haired woman with the feathers in her hair darts back towards him. He steps to one side, as she floats by, one long slender leg with a stiletto-tipped heel reaches out. A flash of light followed by cheers, that nearly drown out the crash of wood and paper. The band begins to slow.
Back together now, the pair sways from side to side, locked closely together. The two stare into each others eyes for a momentary eternity. He presses his lips to her forehead.
The back of his jacket explodes, as the band quiets. The crowd screams, and the panic starts.
Darius looks down to the smoking gun in Twofeathers' hand. She smirks. Glancing over his shoulder, the man with the shotgun falls backwards into a plastic table with a sucking chest-wound.
Strewn about the street are the barely conscious bodies of the hit squad. Some crumpled in heaps amidst paper lanterns and tables. Others inexplicably dangling from awnings overhead.
Darius pulls a stray coil of hair from Twofeathers' face with a hand that carries a fading glow of its own. "You said you wanted to go dancing after all..."
"Not quite what I had in mind." She wraps his arm around her and tucks herself under it.
"We should probably get out of here..."
The pair calmly make their way out of the square, leaving the hit-squad moaning in the wreckage of the nightmarket. As the paper lanterns sway on into the night.
20131010
A Critical Juncture is Fragmented
"You're alright for now," Mags told Suki. She put the wet cloth on girl's
forehead and made sure that the blanket was wrapped tight. "Help should
be arriving shortly. Just hang in there, Soo."
"Is that my name?" Suki asked weakly. "Can you say it to me again?"
"Suki," Mags comforted the child.
Suki smiled, "That's such a pretty name. Sounds Asian. Am I Japanese?"
Mags smiled and nodded as Suki opened her eyes; a tear streaked down Mags' cheek and Suki reached up to touch it.
"Are you taking me to heaven?" Suki asked with the innocence of a child. A fascination in her voice as if she had seen Mags for the first time.
"Not today if I can help it," Mags said with a wink.
"Is that my name?" Suki asked weakly. "Can you say it to me again?"
"Suki," Mags comforted the child.
Suki smiled, "That's such a pretty name. Sounds Asian. Am I Japanese?"
Mags smiled and nodded as Suki opened her eyes; a tear streaked down Mags' cheek and Suki reached up to touch it.
"Are you taking me to heaven?" Suki asked with the innocence of a child. A fascination in her voice as if she had seen Mags for the first time.
"Not today if I can help it," Mags said with a wink.
Refractions of Oneself
"What you are saying is that we are all the same reflection of someone's
fingers in a glass of water?" Goner questioned. He watched as Max took a
cigarette out of a pack and lit it.
"You are not getting the point," Max told him as he leaned forward, and he pushed the clear bowl of water to the center of the table. "We all could be just one entity living different agendas."
"I call bullshit on that," Goner stated.
"Let me prove it to you," Max said; he held out his left hand and spread his fingers apart. "Like fingers on a hand, each are the same but different in a way. Varying in length. Now look what happens when I dip it in the water..."
Max dipped his hand into the bowl and leaned down to look. He pointed out the refraction angle to Goner. Goner was still trying to figure out what the whole thing was.
"The top of the water is a barrier. Outside the level it is air while below is water. You see my fingers, they are being shown at a different angle from the barrier I penetrated."
"You are not getting the point," Max told him as he leaned forward, and he pushed the clear bowl of water to the center of the table. "We all could be just one entity living different agendas."
"I call bullshit on that," Goner stated.
"Let me prove it to you," Max said; he held out his left hand and spread his fingers apart. "Like fingers on a hand, each are the same but different in a way. Varying in length. Now look what happens when I dip it in the water..."
Max dipped his hand into the bowl and leaned down to look. He pointed out the refraction angle to Goner. Goner was still trying to figure out what the whole thing was.
"The top of the water is a barrier. Outside the level it is air while below is water. You see my fingers, they are being shown at a different angle from the barrier I penetrated."
The Train Kept On
Suki happened to be playing a gameboy; she was kicking serious ass on
the game that she was playing. Aqua was glancing over her shoulder and
making the odd "watch out" comments now and then.
Akimoto was sitting lotus position on the floor near the back; he was meditating, and the fragrance of incense floated throughout the subway car like a summer breeze through an alley.
Max happened to be chatting with Bishop at the conductor's booth. Both were going on animatedly about their lives and what was the current course of action.
"You know it never ceases to amaze me of what worlds await," Bishop said after sipping a cup of coffee.
Max gazed out the side window and saw the blur of several realities intermixing like a sample on a DJ's turntable.
"This is just tip of the iceberg stuff," Max replied. "Wait til we get to the fun stuff."
Akimoto was sitting lotus position on the floor near the back; he was meditating, and the fragrance of incense floated throughout the subway car like a summer breeze through an alley.
Max happened to be chatting with Bishop at the conductor's booth. Both were going on animatedly about their lives and what was the current course of action.
"You know it never ceases to amaze me of what worlds await," Bishop said after sipping a cup of coffee.
Max gazed out the side window and saw the blur of several realities intermixing like a sample on a DJ's turntable.
"This is just tip of the iceberg stuff," Max replied. "Wait til we get to the fun stuff."
20131009
Saga of a Dimensional Universal Footbal Player
Max walked through the foyer with a soccer ball tucked underneath his
arm. He wore a bright yellow t-shirt with a red letters declaring
"DENY". He was stopped at a checkpoint by a security guard and passed
through a metal scanner.
You could tell it was a soccer ball and that the words "Official" were printed in bold red letters on it. He hit the 'up' button on the elevator and stepped inside just as the muzak version of Momma We're All Crazy Now started.
Max smiled.
He answered his cellphone since it was vibrating against his leg like a dog in heat.
"Yo," he said.
"Where are you, Max?" Goner asked. It sounded like he was involved in a huge battle as explosions and gunfire could be heard in the background.
"I'm just about there," he said. "Keep your pants on."
The line went dead as Goner hung up.
As he stepped through the door onto the roof he dropped the soccer ball onto the gravel and gave it a tiny kick up. He keyed his cellphone and hit *666 and then spoke, "You got it."
He gave the ball a kick and watched it sail into the air.
You could tell it was a soccer ball and that the words "Official" were printed in bold red letters on it. He hit the 'up' button on the elevator and stepped inside just as the muzak version of Momma We're All Crazy Now started.
Max smiled.
He answered his cellphone since it was vibrating against his leg like a dog in heat.
"Yo," he said.
"Where are you, Max?" Goner asked. It sounded like he was involved in a huge battle as explosions and gunfire could be heard in the background.
"I'm just about there," he said. "Keep your pants on."
The line went dead as Goner hung up.
As he stepped through the door onto the roof he dropped the soccer ball onto the gravel and gave it a tiny kick up. He keyed his cellphone and hit *666 and then spoke, "You got it."
He gave the ball a kick and watched it sail into the air.
The Ballad of Siskel and Ebert...
It seemed like they had backed themselves into a corner that they couldn't get out of.
Hundreds of rounds smacked the cement pillar that Angst was standing behind; she didn't dare move from the haven yet. She was waiting for a lull in the hail of bullets to return firing. She was down to using just one uzi, since she had lost its twin earlier in the evening.
"So how many do you think are out there?" Angst asked.
"I gather a heck of a lot," Frank quipped. He was reloading his gun and he shot her a wink.
"So what are we going to do?" she questioned.
"Do I look like Butch Cassidy?" Frank quipped. "And you are no Sundance."
She stood there trying to decipher Frank's cryptic code. Trying to figure out what the heck he was getting at.
Max slid across the floor and stopped at Frank's feet.
"She's lost, isn't she?" Max told Frank. "Once we get out of this we are going to have to download that movie for her."
Hundreds of rounds smacked the cement pillar that Angst was standing behind; she didn't dare move from the haven yet. She was waiting for a lull in the hail of bullets to return firing. She was down to using just one uzi, since she had lost its twin earlier in the evening.
"So how many do you think are out there?" Angst asked.
"I gather a heck of a lot," Frank quipped. He was reloading his gun and he shot her a wink.
"So what are we going to do?" she questioned.
"Do I look like Butch Cassidy?" Frank quipped. "And you are no Sundance."
She stood there trying to decipher Frank's cryptic code. Trying to figure out what the heck he was getting at.
Max slid across the floor and stopped at Frank's feet.
"She's lost, isn't she?" Max told Frank. "Once we get out of this we are going to have to download that movie for her."
The Lapse of Max...
The detective questioning Max that evening in the hospital looked at him with no expression and said, "What the hell happened?"
Lying in the comfort of the hospital bed, with needles stuck in his arm, Max Cube flashed the detective a toothy smile; he wasn't sure if he was ever going to explain what the heck had happened. He wasn't even too sure himself of what was going on, but it felt like his brain was made from Swiss cheese.
Max opened his mouth to say something but then a woman entered the room and turned with a look of recognition. He knew her from somewhere but he didn't know where exactly.
Maggie entered the hospital room and paused when she saw the detective; she shot Max a wink and then turned toward the other man. "Is there anything I can help with?"
"Well, for starters, who are you? And what is your connection to him?" the detective asked.
"I am Anne Wilson and I am his psychiatrist," Maggie said with cold severity. "He had left the ward that he was staying in 36 hours ago. I was hoping that he would show up sooner or later."
Lying in the comfort of the hospital bed, with needles stuck in his arm, Max Cube flashed the detective a toothy smile; he wasn't sure if he was ever going to explain what the heck had happened. He wasn't even too sure himself of what was going on, but it felt like his brain was made from Swiss cheese.
Max opened his mouth to say something but then a woman entered the room and turned with a look of recognition. He knew her from somewhere but he didn't know where exactly.
Maggie entered the hospital room and paused when she saw the detective; she shot Max a wink and then turned toward the other man. "Is there anything I can help with?"
"Well, for starters, who are you? And what is your connection to him?" the detective asked.
"I am Anne Wilson and I am his psychiatrist," Maggie said with cold severity. "He had left the ward that he was staying in 36 hours ago. I was hoping that he would show up sooner or later."
A Brand of Adventure Awaits...
Suki awaited for the arrival of the car; she stood there leaning up
against a pillar playing with a yo-yo. Akimoto sat at a bench
reading the paper and munching on an apple; it'd been a while since he had eaten an apple and he loved the tangy taste of it.
Max was by the cigarette machine trying to figure out what brand he was in the mood for. Looking at the brand names and studying them like an archeologist at a dig site.
Suki wandered over to Max and let the yo-yo tap him on the shoulder.
"You shouldn't bother a person when he is doing a reading," he told her without turning towards her.
"A reading?" Suki questioned.
Max didn't reply, he just reached for a knob... but he wasn't getting that sensation, so he moved over to the next one and his hand trembled a bit.
"Bingo," Max said and he pulled at the handle.
Max was by the cigarette machine trying to figure out what brand he was in the mood for. Looking at the brand names and studying them like an archeologist at a dig site.
Suki wandered over to Max and let the yo-yo tap him on the shoulder.
"You shouldn't bother a person when he is doing a reading," he told her without turning towards her.
"A reading?" Suki questioned.
Max didn't reply, he just reached for a knob... but he wasn't getting that sensation, so he moved over to the next one and his hand trembled a bit.
"Bingo," Max said and he pulled at the handle.
Waking with the Marmalade
Max awoke. He was lying on a bed in a small room, and no one was saying "Poke him again," which was a good sign.
He glanced around his room; the window was open and he could hear the sound of the city beyond it.
His first thought that he was somewhere European, maybe a bed & breakfast kind of establishment.
He swung his legs from the bed and touched the wooden floor, and as his feet moved he could feel a tingling sensation shoot up them.
Outside his window he heard Frank arguing with a man, though it sounded French.
I don't know French.
And yet he could make out the gist of the conversation. Frank was asking the man about a tall slender fellow that was rumored to appear in a blinding flash of light, naked as a jaybird.
Max leaned out the window and saw Frank standing below, and off to one side he could see Angst leaning up against a car painting her nails. He was going to say something but the door to his room opened.
Max turned to see who entered.
He glanced around his room; the window was open and he could hear the sound of the city beyond it.
His first thought that he was somewhere European, maybe a bed & breakfast kind of establishment.
He swung his legs from the bed and touched the wooden floor, and as his feet moved he could feel a tingling sensation shoot up them.
Outside his window he heard Frank arguing with a man, though it sounded French.
I don't know French.
And yet he could make out the gist of the conversation. Frank was asking the man about a tall slender fellow that was rumored to appear in a blinding flash of light, naked as a jaybird.
Max leaned out the window and saw Frank standing below, and off to one side he could see Angst leaning up against a car painting her nails. He was going to say something but the door to his room opened.
Max turned to see who entered.
20131007
You Don't Know Max
A flash play.
Cast of Characters:
Max
Maggie
Aqua
Frank
Dexter
Wraith
Gabriel 7
TIME: The Present
SCENE: A subway platform. Two benches along the wall and two vending machines. MAX is lying down on one of the benches asleep. FRANK and GABRIEL 7 are by the vending machine trying to decide what snack to get. MAGGIE is looking at a poster on the wall. DEXTER enters.
DEXTER: DAMN. [to Maggie] Did I just miss the train?
MAGGIE: It just pulled out a few moments ago.
DEXTER: Double Damn!
MAX: You kiss your mother with that mouth, Dex?
DEXTER: It's none of your business. And how do you know my name.
MAX: Sorry friend I didn't mean to offend. It's just your aura screams Dexter.
MAGGIE: No worries. You do kind of look like him.
DEXTER: You guys are weird.
FRANK [calls to MAX and MAGGIE]: Yo. You guys want a soda or juice?
MAGGIE: A beer would be nice.
MAX: That it would be.
[AQUA and WRAITH emerge from the washroom]
FRANK: It would be nice if one day one of these platforms had a beer dispenser.
MAGGIE: Then it would be just like heaven.
DEXTER: You guys escape from a looney bin?
MAX: Kinda.
AQUA: I hope the train arrives. I'm getting nervous just waiting around some.
WRAITH: Dexter?
DEXTER looks around.
WRAITH: Dexter it is you!
Cast of Characters:
Max
Maggie
Aqua
Frank
Dexter
Wraith
Gabriel 7
TIME: The Present
SCENE: A subway platform. Two benches along the wall and two vending machines. MAX is lying down on one of the benches asleep. FRANK and GABRIEL 7 are by the vending machine trying to decide what snack to get. MAGGIE is looking at a poster on the wall. DEXTER enters.
DEXTER: DAMN. [to Maggie] Did I just miss the train?
MAGGIE: It just pulled out a few moments ago.
DEXTER: Double Damn!
MAX: You kiss your mother with that mouth, Dex?
DEXTER: It's none of your business. And how do you know my name.
MAX: Sorry friend I didn't mean to offend. It's just your aura screams Dexter.
MAGGIE: No worries. You do kind of look like him.
DEXTER: You guys are weird.
FRANK [calls to MAX and MAGGIE]: Yo. You guys want a soda or juice?
MAGGIE: A beer would be nice.
MAX: That it would be.
[AQUA and WRAITH emerge from the washroom]
FRANK: It would be nice if one day one of these platforms had a beer dispenser.
MAGGIE: Then it would be just like heaven.
DEXTER: You guys escape from a looney bin?
MAX: Kinda.
AQUA: I hope the train arrives. I'm getting nervous just waiting around some.
WRAITH: Dexter?
DEXTER looks around.
WRAITH: Dexter it is you!
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