Pandaemonium
November 24th, 2010, 08:23 PM
I've never written sci-fi or anything relating to it before and wanted to see if I could, so I tried. I don't think I'm going to carry on,
but there we go. Here is the introductory paragraph. Is it confusing?
203 days AV (After Vaccination)
I find myself repeatedly hitting him with a toaster. Any rational human being might question such behaviour, but the company I am currently in are neither rational nor the questioning type. The vulture-like crowd of Vac’s swarm around us, not yelling or pulling me off this person I am toastering in the face, but just swivelling their camerEyes onto the scene; and this poor old man, this poor defenceless state puppy underneath me is slurring his only words of resistance, “Stop/I am programme 43”, which is interesting because I’m pretty sure I had unhinged his jaw at this point. And around me, they are still just fucking looking. And I'm waiting for one of them to show the least bit of humanity or emotion or thought and stop me. I know that before long, the Prolice will react to the commotion and be unleashed after me, which could be a setback. I simply drop the toaster, pull up my hood, and walk into the gathering crowd of programmes. I had only one aim – Pandemonium.
but there we go. Here is the introductory paragraph. Is it confusing?
203 days AV (After Vaccination)
I find myself repeatedly hitting him with a toaster. Any rational human being might question such behaviour, but the company I am currently in are neither rational nor the questioning type. The vulture-like crowd of Vac’s swarm around us, not yelling or pulling me off this person I am toastering in the face, but just swivelling their camerEyes onto the scene; and this poor old man, this poor defenceless state puppy underneath me is slurring his only words of resistance, “Stop/I am programme 43”, which is interesting because I’m pretty sure I had unhinged his jaw at this point. And around me, they are still just fucking looking. And I'm waiting for one of them to show the least bit of humanity or emotion or thought and stop me. I know that before long, the Prolice will react to the commotion and be unleashed after me, which could be a setback. I simply drop the toaster, pull up my hood, and walk into the gathering crowd of programmes. I had only one aim – Pandemonium.