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    dots Submission Name: Dark side.dots
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    Author: Orin
    Elite Ratio:    4.27 - 93/97/43
    Words: 431
    Class/Type: Story/Satire
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    Average Vote:    5.0000
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    Description:
       A dream I had earlier...


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    “They're coming.” Despite his rigid poise and the dignity with which he carried himself, his cracked face that once smiled broadly all the time was showing ample signs that he could take little more. His tone was worried and hushed.
    “How soon?” She was stunning once, but the years had been unkind. The pinnacle of beauty ages ago, her long, flowing locks, even now blonde were missing in patches. One of the times that They came for them, she'd lost an arm, and her tattered clothes covered the empty socket. Despite all that, the two had been married since the beginning, and would stay together 'til death.
    “Not long, maybe a few minutes.” He said.
    “What about The Grandmasters, will they delay them?” The two Grandmasters have been warring for as long as anyone could remember. When They would come, sometimes the politics and details of the war would give Them pause, and the time would be spent hooting and hollering as the two sides slaughtered each other.
    “You know very well that most of their staff is gone, and those of the remaining security detail are broken. Even the replacements they got from the Checkers inmates are all scattered.”
    “Should we tell the others? They could prepare...”
    “There is no time. We should hide.”
    The teams of five came for everyone almost simultaneously. They took them away and for a long time, the missing one's places would be silent and empty. Fear kept those that remained quiet and still.
    Some returned quickly, once their captors grew bored - a little shaken up, but otherwise unharmed. Others would not be so lucky, and would never speak of the places they'd been taken, quietly staring off into the distance until the next raid. The really unlucky ones would return missing limbs, to everyone's horror some would even be thrown back headless.
    A few times, however, there would be those who never returned. No one knew where they went and few cared, most were only concerned about themselves. Sometimes a newcomer would show up, smiling, their hair and clothes still new. Those would become the favorites, and their first few times they'd be the first to go, and last to return.
    There was talk of escape, sure, but where could they go? Those that tried found that they couldn't bring themselves to move. Every day there was only the hope that someday they could be close to the ones that never came back. Maybe they were in a better place.

    Such is a Toy's Story in the real world.




    Submitted on 2010-01-26 01:58:18     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Nice story, easy to get into due to the imagery being detailed enough to picture, but not too in-depth or detailed to confuse the reader.

    I hope Tim Allen is not in this one.

    Take Care

    Nick
    | Posted on 2010-01-28 00:00:00 | by Nicholas Lala | [ Reply to This ]


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