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The Golden Age Chapter 10
Ian had spent the whole day at work with a single thought on his mind. Tonight’s dinner with Donald and Marie to be exact. Ian didn’t hate them in the traditional sense, he just preferred not to be around them. They were just so damn perfect. Both of them had model high paying jobs and made sure to obey the W.E.R. at ever opportunity. In fact the two things were more than likely related. Ian on the other hand, slaved away in a dead end job only following the government because lets face it, the opposing team were almost certainly far worse.
When he finished work, Ian set off back to the flat with a great degree of dread. Still he was determined to see the night through if only to please Grace.
Upon arriving home, Ian was greeted by the sight of Grace laying the table. From the kitchen, he could smell the delicious smell of artificial steak and potatoes. When Grace first saw him, she frowned
“Where the hell have you been?. Donald and Marie will be here in half an hour!
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Literature
The Golden Age Chapter 9
Sam Hopkins awoke on the first Tuesday of summer with a sense of dread. As he sighed at the thought of having to endure rehabilitation, he chided himself.
“Don’t get so angry! You brought this whole thing on yourself! If you hadn’t upset everyone in the stadium, you’d have a great summer ahead of you!”
Sam spent the rest of the morning feeling the same way. When it was ready to go, Sam made his way downstairs. In the process he ran into Brad who had just woke up
“Yo man” Bad waved a friendly wave “What’s going on?
Sam told him about the rehabilitation classes causing Brad to shake his head sadly
“Yeah I guess that sucks. I’ll see you later. Me and the guys are going to the water park later. I tell you how it went”
As soon as Brad had left, Sam groaned. He’d have very much liked to have gone on that trip. If he’d just done what he’d been told, he very well could have done.
As  Sam took the aut
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Literature
The Golden Age Chapter 8
Since you’ve stayed with the story this long, I think it’s time we had an ad break. In the W.E.R. ads were everywhere. After all religion and spirituality had long been abolished and there existed only two things that the W.E.R. citizens worshipped: Money and Celebrities.The W.E.R.’s reasoning was that there’s undeniable proof that those things exist and they’ve never hurt anyone so it could only ever benefit the people of the W.E.R. and keep them happy. But since I’m getting off track, I’d better return to the adverts. Adverts were in between every program and on every wall and billboard. They not only helped the W.E.R.’s economy sustain itself, but they provided the W.E.R. citizens with an endless supply of things to buy and make them happy. And I think it’s time I shared with you some scripts of the W.E.R.’s best adverts from it’s 42 year history:
TITLE: COOL FRUITS
PRODUCT: DONALDSON’S FRUITY FIZZERS
SCENE: A G
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Literature
The Golden Age chapter 7
The Lunacity W.E.R. emergency services arrived on the scene a couple of minutes after the explosion. By that time, the ringing in Diesel’s ears had largely subsided and she was able to stand up. Upon being given an examination, she was found to be mostly uninjured. The main damage she’d suffered was psychological. Even then they told her she’d be recovered in a few days and that the city’s psychiatric services were open for her if she needed counselling.
Diesel however was more concerned with getting to her job. The whole thing had already left her half an hour late and she couldn’t afford to waste time. Now this may have seemed selfish to an outsider, but Diesel had to pay the rent somehow. Besides she reasoned, the L.I.F. were determined to subvert her way of life. If she carried on as normal then she’d be winning over them which was always a good thing.
Sure enough, Diesel soon arrived at the offices for the Craterson mining corporation. The compa
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Literature
The Golden Age Chapter 6
Since he’d woke up, Ian had been living in a permanent state of fear. The very idea that he, a member of the DMO had done exactly what he’d been taught from day one not to do would be more than enough to get him sent off for rehabilitation. He’d made sure the book had been safely hidden under his bed in an unassuming old shoe box, but even then, he’d have to hope that nobody thought to look.
“Oh don’t be silly!” Ian told himself while getting ready “Nobody’s spying on you and nobody cares what’s under your bed! You’ll be fine!”
Even so, as he said goodbye to Grace and headed off to work, Ian was constantly worrying. On the walk to the station, he was constantly looking over his shoulder, worrying that a member of the W.E.R’s police force may have been following him. The ride on the underground train was no better. Ian spent the whole journey glancing at his fellow passengers. For all he knew, any one of them
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Literature
The Golden Age Chapter 5
A couple of weeks later, Sam Hopkins awoke in his room with a heavy amount of despair. Today was the last day of school before the holidays. Usually this would be a cause for celebration, but this day was different. Today was the day he’’d be forced to endure a concert by Superstar. Sam shuddered at the thought. He’d seriously considered phoning in sick or even playing truant. In the end though, he’d decided that the best course of action was to simply grin and bear it.
“It’s just for one day” he’d told himself “Then you’ve got the whole of the summer holidays to do what you want”
After getting himself ready and having breakfast, Sam had taken the bus to school before heading to the assembly hall where his class and several others had gathered. Once they’d all settled down, Principal Mitchell walked onto the stage and spoke to the students.
“Good good” he said nodding “It looks like you’ve a
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Literature
The Golden Age chapter 4
After the Giga Wars ended, the two states of the world quickly formed their own governments with their own constitutions. Although the governments of both states repeatedly boasted to their people about how great and different they were to the enemy state, in practice neither of them were really that different. But that’s for another time. Right now it’s time for a little politics lesson on the great ways of the W.E.R.. Sitting comfortably? Then I’ll start
As soon as the Giga Wars had ended and the W.E.R had formed, the first thing to do was decide on what rules were going to govern the people of this great state and prevent something as terrible as the Giga wars from ever happening again. The first thing to go was organised religion. After all, the W.E.R. government rationalised, all religion had ever done through history was cause wars and hold back scientific progress. So they made sure it was gone and would never bother the world again. Just to be on the safe side
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Literature
The Golden Age Chapter 3
While the Giga wars officially ended 42 years earlier, in practise the two main states of the world, the W.E.R. and the P.R.E. were still very much at war. Unfortunately old animosities don’t disappear so easily, especially when the animosities are held by the two most powerful states on earth. This of course had materialised in many forms. Both nations had been desperate to get as many on their respective side as possible and this had lead to many conflicts most notably in the former African continent. But there was another region that both wanted to get their hands on. Even before the Giga wars, space travel had long been a viable business area, but after the states were established, the whole thing heated up. Before long, both sides had set up space station hotels for the rich members of their states to take an alternative holiday. Of course, they didn’t stop there.
It wasn't long before both of them had set up colonies on different sides of the moon. They had started of
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Literature
The Golden Age Chapter 2
On the other side of the Atlantic in a flat in east London, Ian Clarkson was getting ready for work. As he tied his tie, Ian looked at himself in the bedroom mirror. He wasn’t an interesting person to look at, being a 37 year old white male with dull brown hair and simple glasses. But he had a job to do and he intended to do it every day in order to bring home the metaphorical bacon. After adjusting his glasses and making sure his belt was on tightly, Ian walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen of the flat he shared. Upon entering the kitchen, Ian saw Grace his flatmate sitting at the table eating her own breakfast and checking the news on her phone. Ian said good morning to her, before opening the cupboard and taking out a synthetic loaf to put in the toaster. While he was waiting for it to cook, Ian turned on the radio to hear the news.While he could have easily done it on his phone, Ian had a thing for the radio. At that time, the news simply repeated the reports of wha
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Literature
The Golden Age Chapter 1
Uberyork, Greater Northern America W.E.R. 42 AJ (After Justice)
Upon opening his eyes, Sam Hopkins (aged 19) was somewhat disappointed. He’d been having a wonderful dream in which he was in bed with millionaire supermodel Olivia Chapman and was understandably cross to discover that he had not in fact slept with the girl of his dreams but was still in the Uberyork eastern district home for adolescents. Pulling himself out of his bunk, he heard a voice say in ever cheerful tones “Morning buddy!”
Sam looked out from the bottom bunk where he slept every night to see Brad, the guy who’d been assigned as his roommate in the home.
“Good morning” Sam replied in an ever so slightly melancholic manner. Of course, despite Sam’s attempts at dodging the conversation, Brad picked up on it very quickly.
“What are you miserable about?” he asked while climbing down from the top bunk “You got crap classes today?”
Sam shook his he
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Literature
The Legend Of Pokenia Epilogue
A few weeks later
Ethan and Lilly had been making their way through the Viridian forest for a while when the clearing they were looking  for came into view. The two of them walked through the  trees to where the resistance base had once stood and went over to what stood in it’s place. Namely a huge stone monument that had been erected in honour of Leo, Pa, Zoe and all the other pokemon who’d died under Odium’s hand and had fought to defend the world from his evil. Lilly took out a small bunch of flowers she’d brought a day earlier and laid them down before turning back to her father
“Leo’s watching over us you know” she said
“Is he?” Ethan laughed
“Yeah” Lilly nodded “And Zoe and Pa. They’re all looking down on us”
Ethan rubbed Lilly’s head “I know darling.”
For a few seconds, the two pokemon simply stared in silence. Then Ethan spoke again
“I’m glad you
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Literature
The Legend Of Pokenia Chapter 51
Aaron opened his eyes to find himself lying on a red platform made out of rock. To his relief, the rest of the pokemon were all lying around him.
“Guys!” he yelled. A second later, the pokemon began stirring and getting up from the floor amazed by what they were seeing
“What’s goin’ on?” Harley muttered “Can’t a guy get some peace around here?”
Buck shook him causing Harley to awake. As Harley took in what he was seeing, all he could say was “Oh my Arceus”
The platform the group were standing on was located inside a dark swirling void that seemed to go on for all directions. Scattered across the void were platforms all made out of the same red rock.
“Where the hell are we?” Joel asked.
“I think it’s called the Distortion world” Hilal explained “From what I remember in the legends, it is the home of the legendary darkness that attacked Pokenia all those years ago”
“So basica
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The Legend of Pokenia Chapter 50
Odium then dragged Serena through the castle until they arrived at his throne room. When they arrived, Harold and Tim were already waiting for them. Shortly after, the Gastrodons arrived.  As soon as they did, Odium snapped his fingers. The Gastrodons proceeded to slither up to Serena and stand with her. Odium then walked over to his desk
“My loyal followers! The time has finally arrived! The moment where I shall transcend ordinary pokemon and become a being with power on par with Arceus himself!”
Odium then glanced at Serena who looked away with disgust. Harold then raised his wing
“May I ask a question your majesty? How exactly do you propose to accomplish this admittedly enourmous task”
“I’m glad you asked me” Odium grinned before flipping up a small compartment on his desk. Odium then pressed a button causing the wall behind to raise which revealed an enormous complicated machine. The Baron then removed the red chain from around his ne
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Literature
The Legend of Pokenia Chapter 49
The group followed Sam through the tunnels of Newmoon castle. After a short while the tunnel began to lead upwards. Then wooden structures appeared on the wall.
“Nearly there” Sam told the group “Now I hope you’re prepared. Very few pokemon that are against Odium have entered this castle and lived to tell it”
Joel shivered. Lilly on the other hand stepped forward with her old sense of optimisim
“We’re more than prepared! After all we’ve been through, this is gonna be our grand final!”
“Yeah!” Molly added “We’ll show that Odium just who’s boss round here!”
“Now that’s what I like to hear!” Sam smiled “For years, Newmoon island has waited for change and now we might just get it!”
The group then followed Sam a little way further until they came to a set of stairs. At the top was a large metal hatch
“Right then” Sam said “We go through there and we
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Literature
The Legend Of Pokenia Chapter 48
As Mavis’s goons advanced on the group, Aaron frantically tried to get the Z-ring to work.
“Come on you stupid thing!” he yelled, frantically shaking it in the desperate hope that it would unleash a secret power that would destroy all the Newmoon troops surrounding them.
“Forget it!” Pa yelled “That thing’s not gonna save us now! We’re doomed!”
“No!” Aaron yelled with a mixture of fear and disappointment “It’s got to work! It has too!”
But it was all  in vain. No matter what Aaron did, the Z-ring just wouldn’t work.
As the Newmoon troops began their attack, all seemed hopeless for the group. Then a voice yelled  “Out of the way mate!”
The group were then amazed to see several Newmoon troops get sent flying. A second later, a trio of pokemon crashed into view. The group were even more amazed to see who they were.
“Looks like ya need a hand there!” Garrett said. Wit
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Literature
The Legend of Pokenia chapter 47
The group spent the rest of the night at Angus and Oscar’s cottage. Lilly stayed with Leo and didn’t speak to Ethan at all. While Ethan was upset by this, the rest of the group were more concerned about what was awaiting them tomorrow. They were of course going to walk straight into the belly of the beast, Newmoon island where the entire fate of Pokenia rested on their operation succeeding.
As he lay in a makeshift sleeping bag Angus had put together, Aaron was unable to sleep. Partly because he was worried about having to face off against Odium himself and if he was able to succeed. He tried to reassure himself by reminding that he’d not only taken down a legendary pokemon all by himself, but he also had the power of the completed Z-ring and his friends to assist him. But it wasn’t just that. He worried about Serena. Was she ok where she was? Was she even still alive?
Aaron scowled. If Odium had so much as laid a finger on her, he would make sure Odium got what
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Ian had spent the whole day at work with a single thought on his mind. Tonight’s dinner with Donald and Marie to be exact. Ian didn’t hate them in the traditional sense, he just preferred not to be around them. They were just so damn perfect. Both of them had model high paying jobs and made sure to obey the W.E.R. at ever opportunity. In fact the two things were more than likely related. Ian on the other hand, slaved away in a dead end job only following the government because lets face it, the opposing team were almost certainly far worse.
When he finished work, Ian set off back to the flat with a great degree of dread. Still he was determined to see the night through if only to please Grace.

Upon arriving home, Ian was greeted by the sight of Grace laying the table. From the kitchen, he could smell the delicious smell of artificial steak and potatoes. When Grace first saw him, she frowned
“Where the hell have you been?. Donald and Marie will be here in half an hour!”
Ian smiled guiltily “Sorry about that. My regular train got cancelled”
“Well don’t just stand there grinning like an idiot!” Grace snapped “Help me set everything up!”

A little while later, Grace was just serving the food onto the table when the doorbell rang
“That’s them!” she said before rushing over to the door. Before she opened it, Grace turned to Ian and looked at him sternly
“Now listen. I know you’re not too keen on Donald, but could you at least try to make the effort to get on?. We don’t get these sort of dinners very often”
Ian groaned to himself and nodded “I’ll do my best”

When Grace opened the door, the pair were greeted by Donald and Marie standing there, looking jolly as ever. The two of them had both dressed up smartly. When they saw them, Marie was the first to speak
“Grace! You’re looking so well”
“Thanks” Grace held out her hand which Marie proceeded to shake. Donald then stepped in
“It’s so great to see you both again. Especially you Ian!”
“Oh thanks” Ian replied “It’s great seeing you two as well”
“Can we come in?” Marie asked
“Sure thing” Grace smiled “The dinner’s nearly ready, so just go and sit yourselves down”

Once they’d sat down, Grace served up the food and the quartet began to eat. They spoke too and soon the discussion turned to work. Donald spent plenty of time talking about his job working on the country’s telecoms. Ian got the sense that he was bragging about it. He didn’t say anything though as he didn’t want to upset Grace. He simply drank a glass of beer and tried to ignore it. After a while, Donald stopped and turned to Ian
“But enough about me. How’s your job at the D.M.M.?”
Ian hesitated “It’s been…interesting”
Marie’s eyes widened “Really? What’s happened”
Before Ian could say anything, Grace blurted out “Ian killed someone the other day”

This immediately got Donald and Marie’s attention. As they stared at Ian waiting for an answer, Ian cursed to himself. He’d really hoped that Grace wouldn’t mention the it. But he didn’t really have a choice in the matter. If he didn’t tell them, Donald and Marie would continue to pester him until he spilled the beans. Ian then sighed
“It was a couple of days ago. We’d been called to a house in London that was hosting an illegal website. When we tried to intervene, one of the residents got violent and threatened us. One thing lead to another and I shot her through the head.”
Marie’s eyes widened “Oh my goodness! That’s terrible”
“If you ask me she had it coming” Donald grumbled ‘Traitors like that have no right to exist in our great nation”
“It didn’t feel right though” Ian replied causing Donald to glare at him. Sensing this, Ian tried to ignore him but Donald continued scowling
“What exactly do you mean by that?” Donald growled
“Well…” Ian hesitated “Surely we could have at least tried to reason with her-“
“Are you insane???” Donald raised his voice slightly “Those sort of people are what dragged down society all those years ago. The sooner they’re removed from the state, the better!”

Seeing the tension in the air, Grace tried to change the subject.
“So has anyone heard Superstar’s new album? They played one of the songs from it on the radio the other day and it sounded really good. In fact it could be their best album yet!”
“I know” Marie nodded “They’re such a lovely band”
At that, Ian scoffed slightly causing Donald to glare at him
“What the hell’s so funny?” he asked
“Oh nothing” Ian replied “I just can’t believe you actually enjoy that tripe”
Now it was Grace’s turn to scowl “Ian!”
“What?” Ian replied “I just don’t get why people like Superstar so much”
“Don’t talk such nonsense!” Marie angrily replied “Everyone loves Superstar! They’re one of the best bands in the entire W.E.R.”
“Really?” Ian raised an eyebrow “Let me ask you something. Do you really like them or do you only like them because you’re meant to?”
“That’s enough!” Donald banged his fist down on the table “I can’t believe what I’m hearing!”
“Sorry” Ian replied with a smirk “I just felt like giving my two cents”
“Well don’t!” Donald yelled back “Just a few days ago, a young man at a Superstar concert got himself thrown out by saying such despicable things! Is that what you want to end up like? Branded a traitor to the state and a P.R.E. sympathiser?”
“And what if I am?” Ian replied “I’ve still got more balls than you!”

At this point, Donald and Ian angrily stared each other down. Then Donald stood up
“Come on” he said to Marie “We’re leaving”
As the couple stormed out, Grace tried to save face
“Sorry about Ian! He’s just had too much to drink. I’m sure he doesn’t mean any of it!”

As soon as Marie and Donald had walked out (With Donald slamming the door as he did so) Grace angrily turned to Ian
“What the fuck is wrong with you???” she asked “The evening was going so well and you go and do something stupid like that”
Ian got as far as “I’m sorry-“ before Grace slapped him
“You stupid fucking shithead!”
For a second, the two looked at each other. Then Ian put his arm around Grace
“I’m sorry” he said soothingly “I’ve just been under a lot of pressure at work and had too much to drink”
Grace however was still seething
“Don’t try to take that tone with me, mr smug! I’ve been planning this dinner for some time and the last thing I needed was you fucking the whole thing up!”
Ian then got down on his knees
“Look Grace I’m sorry, I really am. I’ve made a massive mistake and I sincerely regret it. Look into my eyes! Do I look like I’m lying?”
Grace looked at him for several seconds before sighing
“Ok. I forgive you for now”
Ian jumped up and hugged her “Oh thank you so much! If you left me, I don’t know what I’d do…”
Grace pushed him away “But please Ian. Seek help. Ever since that incident a few days ago, you haven’t been the same”
Ian sighed “Alright Grace. Once I’ve finished work tomorrow, I’ll book myself into a therapist centre.”
“Good” Grace replied “And try to relax. I’m still here and I’ll support you every step of the way”
The Golden Age Chapter 10
The tenth chapter of my story which I'm referring to as The Discreet Charm of the W.E.R.
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The regulars on this forum may be shocked to learn that despite my happy demeanour on the forums, I do have some anger management issues. Most recently I damaged a switch controller after having my arse kicked by an unfairly difficult boss in Xenoblade 2. So I decided to ask the gamers of the forum how they deal with rage towards video games because I got nothing to lose from doing so.
Sam Hopkins awoke on the first Tuesday of summer with a sense of dread. As he sighed at the thought of having to endure rehabilitation, he chided himself.
“Don’t get so angry! You brought this whole thing on yourself! If you hadn’t upset everyone in the stadium, you’d have a great summer ahead of you!”
Sam spent the rest of the morning feeling the same way. When it was ready to go, Sam made his way downstairs. In the process he ran into Brad who had just woke up
“Yo man” Bad waved a friendly wave “What’s going on?
Sam told him about the rehabilitation classes causing Brad to shake his head sadly
“Yeah I guess that sucks. I’ll see you later. Me and the guys are going to the water park later. I tell you how it went”
As soon as Brad had left, Sam groaned. He’d have very much liked to have gone on that trip. If he’d just done what he’d been told, he very well could have done.

As  Sam took the autobus towards the school, he spent most of his time watching the streets go by. Every building he passed had young people running around in front of it. Sam envied them. School holidays were few and  far between in the W.E.R.. The summer and the weeks at the start of the year (which allowed three weeks off to celebrate founding day, the day that celebrated the birth of the W.E.R. and the beginning of the utopian society) were their only breaks outside of the two days a week they got for weekends. Of course, Sam had lost about a week of this due to his own stupidity. He signed and continued watching.
A little while later, Sam was brought out of his daydreaming by the bus’s automatic computer system announcing the school’s bus stop. Letting himself off, Sam walked up to the front doors with a heavy heart and made his way to the room he’d been allocated.

When he arrived at the room, Sam carefully opened the doors and sat himself at a desk. A few other students were inside playing on their phones, none of whom Sam recognised. As he sat down, none of them even bothered to look up. Sam rolled his eyes
“This is gonna be a long lesson”
Barely five minutes after he had walked in, Principal Mitchell entered the room with that typical smug look.
“Greetings everybody!” he said loud enough for everyone to hear “Phones away, we’ve got a lesson to begin!”

The first of Sam’s lessons began with everybody introducing themselves. Sam didn’t care to remember the names as he just wanted the whole thing to be over. Then they had to do some pathetic team building exercises which involved building towers out of plasticine and drinking straws and asking their partners questions and writing down the answers.

Finally when that was all done and they’d got to know each other, Mitchell turned on a projector.
“Now we’re going to watch an extremely important video” he announced “If anyone needs to go to the toilet, please do so now”
Nobody did so at which point, Mitchell brought up the video player and pressed play.

The video began with a black background. Then a set of words appeared on the screen in white letters which read “Trigger warning. If you are upset by themes such as P.R.E. endorsed misogyny, please look away now”
Then the background faded into an image of the earth. A narrator then began to speak:
“Planet earth. Home to many good people. Or so it is now. But before the golden age we live in now, there existed a terrible age of strife and hatred. Religion was being used to cause misery and suffering…”
Immediately after this, the video changed to show a man wearing the clothes of a catholic priest. He walked up to a group of people and spoke
“God has told me what to do!” his voice boomed over the crowds “We must kill all of the gays and stop science as it’s going to destroy our god!”

Then the scene changed to a blue background. As the narrator spoke,  scenes from pre W.E.R. movies and media appeared in the background
“Not to mention allowing such disgusting media that contained blatant sexism, homophobia and other assorted nasties”
The scene then changed to the globe from earlier and zoomed in on the P.R.E. territory of the greater Chinese Republic.
“But the nastiest of these groups was of course, the P.R.E.”
The video then showed several men who appeared to be mostly Asian or Russian sitting around a table talking to each other
“They wanted to create a horrible world where women were oppressed, religion was given a free hand in oppressing people and only two genders were allowed. Of course that could not be allowed to happen!”

Several planes were then shown flying across the map towards the P.R.E.
“So the heroic members of the W.E.R.’s armed forces bravely fought them back in what’s now called the Giga wars and bravely stopped their advance. Immediately afterwards….”
The video then showed a familiar scene. The founders of the W.E.R. standing in front of the W.E.R.’s main offices in the former city of Washington DC
“They established the utopian state we now live in, where nobody’s unhappy and everything’s perfect. All they require to sustain this against the evil P.R.E. forces is your loyalty and patriotism. So make sure you follow their orders everyday!”

At that, the film ended and Mitchell turned the lights back on. After answering a few questions from the rest of the students, the group spent the next 6 hours discussing and learning about the history of the W.E.R.. When it was finally over, Sam collected his things and set off.

By the time he got home, it was just time for dinner. Then Sam went upstairs to his computer and logged on. Soon he was talking to his old friend, MrKru47 and venting about his frustrations with his school and his life. MrKru47 understood perfectly. Which was one of the reasons that Sam trusted him more than anyone he knew in the real world. Towards the end of his conversation though, something happened that would change his life forever.

Sam had just finished grumbling to MrKru47 about the team building exercise when the conversation went like this:

MrKru47: LOL that’s really shitty
AmazingSam25: IKR
MrKru47: BTW, there’s something I wanna ask you
AmazingSam25: O Rly?
MrKru47: We’ve been speaking to each other for so long, I think it’s time we met face to face


Sam sat back in his chair. For a moment he was wary. He’d heard cases of kids being abducted by P.R.E. agents over chatrooms, taken away and brainwashed. And yet something inside him told him otherwise. MrKru47 had always understood what Sam said. In fact, Sam had the feeling that MrKru47 was one of the few sane people left in the world. Besides he had nothing to lose. After all if he did get abducted by the P.R.E. at least he wouldn't have to deal with Mitchell.

AmazingSam25: Sure I’ll meet. Where?
MrKru47: A little bar in the Sydney area of the EAM called the Billabong. I’ll be wearing a black fedora and grey jacket. Meet me there tomorrow at 13.00
AmazingSam25: I’ll do that. Do you want to know what I look like?
MrKru47: Nah. I’m sure I’ll know you when I see you.


Sam then said his goodbyes and crawled into bed. However he could barely sleep at the thought of the meeting.
“This is brilliant!” he thought “Finally I’m meeting someone else who gets me”
Of course, little did Sam know that his meeting would reveal a great deal more than that.
The Golden Age Chapter 9
The next chapter of my dystopian story and something of a turning point for the plot
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In my travels, I've bumped into my fair share of celebrities. And I figured as usual, I'd turn the whole thing into a thread. The title says it all. Who have you met famous and what were they like?

Among the more interesting people I've met include:

Doctor Whos Peter Davison, Colin Baker and Sylvester Mccoy twice. In fact the second time I met Mccoy he actually remembered me.

Chris Barrie who played Rimmer in Red Dwarf. He said I was a man of good taste when I mentioned Rimmer being my favourite character

David Duchovny: Didn't speak to him much because there was a large queue behind me, but I got his autograph and a fist bump

Veteran actor David Warner: I was especially pleased to meet him because when I was a bit younger, he was one of my favourite actors.

Youtube star Stuart Ashens. Not much to say about him except that he was a really lovely guy
Since you’ve stayed with the story this long, I think it’s time we had an ad break. In the W.E.R. ads were everywhere. After all religion and spirituality had long been abolished and there existed only two things that the W.E.R. citizens worshipped: Money and Celebrities.The W.E.R.’s reasoning was that there’s undeniable proof that those things exist and they’ve never hurt anyone so it could only ever benefit the people of the W.E.R. and keep them happy. But since I’m getting off track, I’d better return to the adverts. Adverts were in between every program and on every wall and billboard. They not only helped the W.E.R.’s economy sustain itself, but they provided the W.E.R. citizens with an endless supply of things to buy and make them happy. And I think it’s time I shared with you some scripts of the W.E.R.’s best adverts from it’s 42 year history:

TITLE: COOL FRUITS
PRODUCT: DONALDSON’S FRUITY FIZZERS

SCENE: A GROUP OF KIDS ARE SITTING ON THE SCHOOL PLAYGROUNDS. A KID WITH BROWN HAIR AND GLASSES WALKS UP TO THEM

BROWN HAIRED KID:  Hey guys can I play with you?

A kid with blue spiky hair steps forward

LEADER KID: No way, you’re just a stupid teacher’s pet!

The other kids laugh at him

BROWN HAIRED KID: But I have some of the new fruity fizzers in my lunch box!

The other kids open their mouth in awe as he eats one. Instantly he’s engulfed in light and becomes a cool looking individual with colourful clothing. He grins as the girls of the group all rush over to him leaving the leader kid in shock and awe

SCENE: A SHOT OF FIZZERS ON A BLUE BACKGROUND

Announcer: Donaldson’s fruity fizzers come in 6 delicious flavours and are made with the finest synthetic flavours that won’t hurt the environment! Get them or be square!

END

TITLE: WATCH OUT!!!
PRODUCT: PSA ABOUT P.R.E. SUBVERSION

SCENE: A TYPICAL NORTH AMERICAN SUBURB. A YOUNG MAN ABOUT 20-25 NAMED PETER IS WALKING DOWN THE STREET WITH SOME GROCERY SHOPPING. AS HE WALKS ON, HE WALKS PAST AN OLD LADY NAMED MRS BROWN WHO DROPS HER PURSE. WITHOUT HESITATION, HE PICKS IT UP AND HANDS IT BACK TO HER

MRS BROWN: Thank you young man

PETER (SMILING) Don’t mention it mrs Brown. We all have to help the community in some way.

AS HE WALKS OFF, MRS BROWN LAUGHS TO HERSELF

MRS BROWN: Such a lovely young man

PETER WALKS ON UNTIL HE SEES A YOUNG WOMAN BY THE NAME OF JANE. WHEN SHE SEES HIM, JANE STOPS

JANE: Peter! I haven’t seen you in a while

PETER: Yeah I know. I just started a new job recently. Gotta keep that productivity up!

JANE: That’s great. Listen I’d like to stay and chat, but I’ve got to get over to my mom’s house

PETER: Ok then. Well I’ll see you later.

JANE: You too

SCENE: OUTSIDE A TYPICAL MIDDLE CLASS AMERICAN HOUSE. AN OLDER MAN CALLED DAVE IS PAINTING HIS HOUSES WALL WHEN PETER WALKS UP TO HIS FRONT DOOR.

PETER: Hey Dave!

DAVE TURNS TO PETER

DAVE: Oh hey Peter! How’s life treating ya?

PETER: Fine fine. I’ve just started a new job

DAVE: Oh great! Did you see the game last night

PETER: No but I’ve recorded it. I’ll catch you later

DAVE: Sure thing!

SCENE: INSIDE THE HOUSE’S LIVING ROOM. PETER WALKS IN AND PUTS HIS SHOPPING ON THE TABLE BEFORE WALKING OVER TO HIS COMPUTER AND TURNING IT ON. AS HE TYPES, WE HEAR HIM SPEAKING

PETER (Voice over) Agent 223 sending report. The people of the W.E.R. are soft headed and no match for us and our far superior technology. We should soon commence the invasion where we shall destroy their values and enslave their women!.

THE SCREEN DARKENS

NARRATOR: You can never tell who could be a P.R.E. subversive. Always keep your eyes open for any sign of suspicion. Think. You could do the entire state a great deal of good.

END

TITLE: DAY OF THE FOOD!
PRODUCT: TRAILER FOR SCI FI ACTION HORROR FILM FOOD GONE BAD

SCENE: MONTAGE OF PEOPLE EATING AND PREPARING NATURAL NON SYNTHETIC FOOD. A NARRATOR SPEAKS OVER IT OMINOUSLY

NARRATOR: For years, humanity has enjoyed the fruits of the earth without consequence. Until now.

SCENE: AN UPPERCLASS RESTAURANT. A YOUNG COUPLE GET READY TO TUCK INTO THEIR FOOD, A LOBSTER AND A STEAK RESPECTIVELY. SUDDENLY THE FOOD LEAPS OFF THE PLATE AND ATTACKS THEM IN THE FACE. ACROSS THE SAME RESTAURANT MEALS BEGAN LEAPING OFF THEIR PLATES AND ATTACKING THE VARIOUS PATRONS

SCENE: A GOVERNMENT OFFICE. AN AGENT WALKS UP TO PROTAGONIST JOHN DAVISON (PLAYED BY ACTOR CHRISTOPHER MILLER)

JOHN DAVIDSON: What’s the report

AGENT: It’s happening all over the world

QUICK MONTAGE OF DESTRUCTION IN PARIS, UBERYORK AND E.A.M.

AGENT: Food is coming to life and attacking everyone in sight

WE SEE THE FILM’S FEMALE HERO CAMILLA “CAM” PETERS (PLAYED BY ACTRESS MICHELLE WHITMAN) TURN TO THEM AND LOOK UNEASY

CAM: What the hell is going on

CUT TO A MONTAGE OF THE FILM’S ACTION AND EXPLOSIONS

JOHN DAVISION (Voiceover) We’ve been taking from the planet for thousands of years. Looks like she’s finally getting her revenge.

ACTION SCENES FROM THE FILM CONTINUE

NARRATOR: This summer… be prepared to lose your appetite for natural foods once and for all in…

The film’s title appears on screen

NARRATOR: Food Gone Bad!

TITLE: NEW ERA OF VEHICLE
PRODUCT: DENSHA INJECTION CAR

SCENE: A DEVASTATED TOWN FILLED WITH PEOPLE IN P.R.E. MILITARY UNIFORMS ATTACK INNOCENT W.E.R. CITIZENS. CHILDREN ARE RUNNING IN FEAR, WOMEN ARE BEING HELD DOWN AND HURT AND EVERYONE’S RUNNING IN FEAR. SUDDENLY EVERYONE STOPS AND LOOKS UP. A FLEET OF SLEEK SILVER SELF DRIVING ELECTRIC CARS CHARGE INTO THE VILLAGE AND BRAVE HEROIC SOLDIERS WEARING W.E.R. OUTFITS LEAP OUT. ONE OF THEM WALKS OVER TO A SOLDIER STANDING OVER A FRIGHTENED WOMAN LOOKS HIM STRAIGHT IN THE EYE AND PUNCHES HIM THROUGH A WALL. THE OTHER P.R.E SOLDIERS RUN AWAY TERRIFIED. ONE OF THE SOLDIERS SMILES

NARRATOR: The new Densha Injection. The greatest self driving vehicle the W.E.R. have ever produced.
The Golden Age Chapter 8
Chapter 8 of my sci fi fable. This time it's a little advert break
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The Lunacity W.E.R. emergency services arrived on the scene a couple of minutes after the explosion. By that time, the ringing in Diesel’s ears had largely subsided and she was able to stand up. Upon being given an examination, she was found to be mostly uninjured. The main damage she’d suffered was psychological. Even then they told her she’d be recovered in a few days and that the city’s psychiatric services were open for her if she needed counselling.
Diesel however was more concerned with getting to her job. The whole thing had already left her half an hour late and she couldn’t afford to waste time. Now this may have seemed selfish to an outsider, but Diesel had to pay the rent somehow. Besides she reasoned, the L.I.F. were determined to subvert her way of life. If she carried on as normal then she’d be winning over them which was always a good thing.

Sure enough, Diesel soon arrived at the offices for the Craterson mining corporation. The company was Lunaville W.E.R.’s premium mining group and responsible for at least 48% of the city’s entire GDP. As Diesel walked into the offices she was greeted by Jones, her department manager. As soon as he saw her, Jones rushed over
“You ok Diesel? I heard what happened at the cafe”
Diesel shrugged “Yeah I’m fine. A little bit shook up, but otherwise normal”
“Good” Jones nodded “If you could head over to CEMS’s databanks, we’ve got a few motherboards that need replacing”
Diesel nodded “I’m on it”

The Craterson Electronic Management System or CEMS for short was one of the single most sophisticated computers in the W.E.R.’s arsenal. It was built by the corporation to help manage things such as finance and employee records. The computer’s brain was built using some of the W.E.R.’s most advanced chips to the point where  some called the most intelligent person on the entire moon. Of course a computer this big had required a great degree of technicians to keep it running. The thing about the W.E.R. (and possibly the P.R.E. as well) was  that technology was the backbone of the entire state. The IT industry was one of the most common job roles going. It was said that should any of their computers get hit hard enough, both states could eventually full into chaos. (Of course neither side was willing to test this since it would also lead to a very likely repeat of the whole Giga Wars fiasco)

As Diesel soldered the motherboards into place, her thoughts kept going back to the explosion at the cafe. She then began to wonder about the L.I.F.. Diesel wondered why they were so desperate to become their own luna state. Surely the life they lived in Lunacity W.E.R. was a fulfilling one?. At any rate their cause certainly wasn’t worth killing innocent people over.
Diesel was then brought out of her thoughts by accidentally spilling soldering material onto her hand causing her to let out a yelp. A second later, Diesel realised the other technicians were staring at her.
“Sorry” she laughed “Just got a little careless”

Diesel took herself down to the company toilets to run some cold water on her hand. While she was doing so, she briefly looked at herself in the mirror. She was one of the younger members of the team, being only 27. Her skin was a light brown colour and her hair was jet black, both features she’d inherited from her half aboriginal mother. As she stared, something in her head clicked. The man in the boiler suit had left his bag in the cafe which had exploded. Thinking about it, Diesel couldn’t help but notice he’d left the cafe in something of a hurry. She decided to keep her eyes peeled in case anything like that showed up again.

A typical computer technician’s shift lasted around 6-7 hours with a 45 minute break in the middle. When clocking off time arrived, Diesel was exhausted but more than a little relieved. Although it didn’t sound too difficult, maintenance work on a computer as big and sophisticated as CEMS was extremely delicate. One wrong move and the company could suffer a complete breakdown as well as horrific product losses. Which was a small price to pay living in a society in which computers made everything a little easier.
As Diesel walked out, Jones greeted her
“Listen” he said “I understand what you must be going through. If you want, I can let you pass up the next shift and give you some time to recover”
“No thanks mate!” Diesel replied trying to sound cheerful “I gotta pay the bills somehow!”
“Good” Jones nodded “Then I’ll see you in 14 Moon hours”
“You certainly will!” Diesel replied before heading off to her apartment.

The journey from the Craterson offices to Diesel’s apartment was just under an hour. Soon she arrived at the Rand neighbourhood where she lived (For the record, the various departments of Lunaville W.E.R. were named after figures inspirational to the W.E.R.’s policies, Diesel’s neighbourhood being named after the great Ayn Rand whose texts were among the very few pre W.E.R. works not destroyed after the Giga wars)

As she rounded a corner, Diesel couldn’t help but feel she was being watched. Turning to her right, she thought she saw a figure watching her from a small alcove beside a building. A second later though, who ever it was had gone. Diesel kept her guard up. After the incident at the cafe, she was feeling a lot more paranoid then usual.
A short while later, Diesel turned the corner that lead to her apartment block. As she walked up the street, nobody else was around. At least that’s how it was at first. But then a figure emerged from a doorway next to her.
“Hey!” yelled a voice “Wait up”
Diesel was then greeted by a familiar brown haired man in a red boiler suit standing a few feet in front of her. Diesel remained calm. One wrong move and she just knew she’d end up regretting it.
“Hi there” the man said in tones much friendly than he’d been at the cafe “Weren’t you at that cafe earlier?”
Diesel nodded “Yeah I was. I got out just in time”
“Me too” said the man, taking a step forward “You couldn’t help me out could you?”
Diesel raised an eyebrow “With what”
“I kinda missed several payments on my apartment and got kicked out”  the man explained “I’m looking for a place to stay.”
“Sorry there” Diesel tried to walk away “I couldn’t tell ya anything”
“What about your place?” the man suggested “I’m sure you’ve got a great spare room or something?”
“Sorry” Diesel repeated “I’ve got nothing.”
She then tried to walk past the man only for him to draw something from his pocket. When Diesel saw what it was, her eyes winded and she simply thought “Oh shit!”
The man held a small gun in his hand and jabbed it into her stomach
“Don’t make any noises or try to run!” he snarled “You do and I’ll blow your fucking head off!”
Diesel simply nodded
“Now move!” the man ordered “We’re gonna go back to your apartment nice and slow!”
It's that time again in which we give other artists some exposure. As usual, the only rule is that you must share art that belongs to other artists rather than your own.
And to kick things off, here's a few of mine:
Ferrari Testarossa by The-Transport-Guild   Bendy and the Ink Machine by miyuu490   The Axolotl Girl (Comission) by Vishnya-Azraq   Gilgamesh and Ki by SandikaRakhim   Kitsune y Tanuki by Shivita
A little something I've been wondering about. Every great music artist has at least one terrible album under their belt. After all Queen has Hot Space, Metallica has St Anger and Bob Dylan has Self Portrait. So I thought I'd pose the question to the forum regulars as to which albums they hate by the artists they usually like. And here's a few of mine:
Genesis: Calling All Stations
Van Halen: Van Halen III
Kiss: Music From the Elder
Celtic Frost: Cold Lake
The Rolling Stones: Dirty Work
The Clash: Cut The Crap
Since he’d woke up, Ian had been living in a permanent state of fear. The very idea that he, a member of the DMO had done exactly what he’d been taught from day one not to do would be more than enough to get him sent off for rehabilitation. He’d made sure the book had been safely hidden under his bed in an unassuming old shoe box, but even then, he’d have to hope that nobody thought to look.
“Oh don’t be silly!” Ian told himself while getting ready “Nobody’s spying on you and nobody cares what’s under your bed! You’ll be fine!”

Even so, as he said goodbye to Grace and headed off to work, Ian was constantly worrying. On the walk to the station, he was constantly looking over his shoulder, worrying that a member of the W.E.R’s police force may have been following him. The ride on the underground train was no better. Ian spent the whole journey glancing at his fellow passengers. For all he knew, any one of them could be a secret police agent sent to monitor him. Ian spent the entire journey in such a permanent state of terror that he very nearly missed his stop and only just made it through the closing doors of the underground train.

As Ian walked through the front doors of the DMO offices, he half expected to be met by a squad of police officers. To his relief though, nobody was there except the receptionist at the front desk. Ian tried to look natural and signed himself in with his ID card before heading up to his office. Ian quietly made his way to his computer and opened his emails. As usual, he was being asked to read over some two bit electronic magazine for the masses. Ian opened it up and began his inspection.

At first he just tried to concentrate on his work. But every so often, his mind would keep drifting back to the book under his bed. All it had to take was one person checking and…
“No!. It’s fine. If they find it, I’ll just tell them I was planning to destroy it and…”
At this point Ian stopped what he was doing and began to think. Why did this book have to be destroyed anyway? What made it different from the thousands of magazine pages he was forced to scan over every single week. Maybe it was because it involved religion. Ian shook his head. That only raised further questions. Since the day he was born, Ian had been told that religion was bad and the secular materialist ways of the W.E.R. were the way forward. Now though, Ian began to wonder about this. He’d constantly been told that all religion was evil and immoral, but now that he thought about it, he’d never actually heard much from the religions himself. He’d just been given the odd quote or supposed practise with no real context.
At that point Ian shook his head
“Mustn’t think like that” he told himself “You live a great life doing an important well paying job for the state and-“

Ian then realised something else. Everything always went back to what the state wanted and what was good for the state. But Ian never really thought if it was good for himself. He then wiped his brow. Ian realised at this point that the W.E.R. was right. All this book was doing was causing him grief and unhappiness. He then decided that the first chance he got, he’d destroy it in his oven. Once he’d finished reading it of cause. After all, Ian reasoned, I stole it so I might as well finish the damn thing.
Ian resumed his work, trying to focus on the stuff he’d been sent. But no matter how he tried, the thought of being sent to a correction centre just kept creeping back into his mind. Every few seconds, Ian looked over his shoulder. Once or twice, he swore some of his co workers were looking at him. Despite this Ian continued to type. As the W.E.R.’s philosophy went, time is money so make sure you’re productive.

As he’d just finished going over the magazine, a hand tapped Ian on the shoulder causing to nearly jump out of his seat. Spinning round, he was met by Doug standing over him
“Do you mind!” he snapped “I’m trying to work”
“Sorry mate!” Doug held up his hands “ I just thought I’d ask if you wanted to get lunch together”
Ian sighed “Sorry about that. I’m still a little on edge about what happened yesterday”
“Hey I understand” Doug smiled “It can’t have been easy”
Ian tried to change the subject “Well why don’t we go down and get a bit to eat. I could use a break”
Doug nodded and the two of them set off for the office’s cafeteria

Said cafeteria was located on the first floor of the office. While several employees were happy to pay out the amount needed for the synthetic meals served, quite a few would simply pack their own lunches. While Ian had packed his own lunch a few times, he hadn’t done it in a while and was getting used to the food served there. After they’d gotten a meal of stewed synthetic meat and imitation potatoes, Ian and Doug sat themselves down at a table. On the wall opposite the table, a tv had been mounted onto it to allow the employees who didn’t have anyone to talk to, a distraction from staring at their phones. The show was always the same, namely the UK branch of the W.E.R.’s 24 hour news channel to allow the DMO to keep track of the international situation in the ongoing conflict against the evil P.R.E. As Ian and Doug sat themselves down, Ian saw that the news had taken a break from reporting about the war to instead report on a domestic issue. A couple of hours earlier, a young couple in Manchester had been found guilty of secretly publishing pro religion pamphlets and distributing them among friends and neighbours. As a result they’d been given the standard punishment of 18 months of rehabilitation each. When the report had finished, Doug spoke
“Quite right too!” he said with an air of patriotism “The great W.E.R. state has no time for irrational anti scientific superstitious nonsense!”
Ian nodded “I agree with you completely. We shouldn’t have to tolerate any intolerant backwards beliefs in this great land!”
Doug smiled “See you’re back to normal already. You just have to remember that the W.E.R. has all our best interests at heart.”
Ian nodded again “Of course. If we’re to be united against those horrible P.R.E. types, we’re gonna have to make some sacrifices here and there”
As he spoke though, Ian’s thoughts drifted. He’d had to think like this since the day he was born and he’d never actually thought to question them. At his school he’d been told that the P.R.E. were the enemy and religion was bad and the W.E.R.’s ways were the way forward. Now though, as he listened to what himself and Doug were saying, he felt a slight amount of concern. He wouldn’t tell Doug though. As loyal a friend as Doug was, there existed no doubt that the moment he mentioned any of his doubts to Doug, he’d be hit with a one way ticket to the correction centre.

Ian’s thoughts were then interrupted by a cry of “Hey guys!”
He and Doug looked up to see a fellow employee who worked on one of the upper floors, by the name of Steve walking over to them
“Hey there Steve!” Doug waved as Steve walked over to them.
Ian looked up from his food “Oh hey” he said slightly meekly “What’ve you been working on?”
“Oh just some film that’s coming out in a couple of weeks” Steve replied.
“Well sit yourself down and we’ll chat as friends” Doug told him. Steve then pulled up a seat and began eating his lunch while chatting with them
“So this film you were looking at?” Ian said between bites “What’s it all about”
“Well I can tell you it’s not one of the big budget blockbusters” Steve laughed “It’s an independent action movie about a group of action heroes who have to fight for their lives when a bunch of P.R.E. genetically altered sharks launch an attack on their island base.”
“Maybe I’ll look out for it” Doug replied “Have you had to censor anything?”
Steve tapped his nose “I can’t tell you too much. Department policy”
Doug frowned “Oh go on”
Steve looked left and right before leaning in close to the two of them
“Well, as shocking as this might seem, the film featured female characters who were nothing more than fanservice!”
Doug blinked in surprise “No!”
“Oh yes” Steve nodded “In fact, the film’s depiction of woman was borderline offensive! Of course we rejected it and they’ve agreed to reshoot the film and make the female character more in line with the W.E.R.’s standards”
“The nerve of those filmmakers!” Doug spat. Steve then stood up
“Well chaps it’s been fun talking to you, but I’ve got to get back to the office. We’ll talk again some time!”

Once Steve had left Ian groaned
“Fucking hell, I hate that guy!”
Doug looked at him confused “What’s wrong with Steve?”
Ian huffed and folded his arms “He just thinks he’s such a big shot just because he’s doing the bloody upper floor work. For fuck’s sake, why does a smartarse like him get to work on the films while you and I get stuck reading the crappy magazines?!”
“Look on the bright side” Doug said through a mouthful of mash potato “You get to be on the front lines fighting against the evildoers who want to do nothing more than reduce us to the level of the P.R.E.!”
Ian looked away “I know, I know. It’s just that…”
“What?”
Ian shook his head “Nothing. I’m just being silly”
“No you’re not!” Doug leaned in “You’re not having doubts are you? I mean if you are…”
“Just drop it!” Ian snapped. Doug went silent
“Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some magazines to go over”

Ian spent the rest of the day doing his usual work of reviewing magazines for the office. When it was finally time to go home, he let out a sigh of relief and made his way back across the city to the flat where Grace was waiting for him. The two of them soon settled down for dinner. The whole time they were eating though, Grace realised that Ian was very quiet
“Is something the matter?”
Ian looked up from his food
“No of course not. I’m just getting over what happened yesterday. Shooting someone through the head for the first time is something you don’t forget that easily”
Grace nodded “Yeah, I understand. I hope you’re feeling better soon”
“I should be” Ian smiled “It’s just one of those things we have to do in the line of duty”
“If not, you could go to the doctor” Grace replied “I was thinking of phoning him on your behalf”
“I’m flattered you’d think about me, but I’m sure I’ll be fine” Ian bit into the synthetic fish on his fork before swallowing it “Just let me get back into my old life and I’ll be right as rain before too long”
“I hope so” Grace frowned “We’ve got Marie and Donald coming round for dinner tomorrow night and I would like it to be a completely normal evening”
“Oh those two” Ian blinked in surprise “I haven’t seem them in a while. What are they up too these days?”
“I think they recently had a child who was sent to live in the Paddington house” Grace told him
“If I recall that’s a really affluent home” Ian said
“It is” Grace replied “Of course, Marie said that Donald had recently been promoted in his job at W.E.R.T (Western Earth Republic Telecoms)
Ian then yawned “You know what, I’m pretty tired. I think I’ll turn in for the night after I’ve finished”
“Of course” Grace replied “I’ll join you when At Home with the Dallas’s finishes”

Later that night, Ian laid in bed. In the distance he could hear the tv playing the theme for At Home With the Dallas’s. His mind however was occupied by the thoughts of the dinner tomorrow night. Ian grumbled to himself. Donald and Marie were a perfect example of how a W.E.R. couple should behave. Ian always felt a pang of jealously around them. Still he would try to be on his best behaviour. Mainly for Grace. The thought of upsetting her was enough to put Ian in his place anytime.

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Born in late December during the grunge era, I hail from jolly old England. I mainly write fiction although I've been considering branching into other forms of art. My dream is to be a published comic book author.

Politically I lean to the left, and consider myself a devote Christian. I'm not a creationist though and fully believe that religion and science can coexist. I'm a big fan of gaming (particuarly Nintendo), Japanese culture, Science fiction and Classic rock music

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Sour-Sauce Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2018   Writer
I like you.

That's all.

But don't thank me.

It'll just make it weird.
  
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AleVesper Featured By Owner May 20, 2018
Some time ago, I remember you saying that Princess Mononoke is your all time favorite movie and (for whatever reason) I've been kind of itching to watch it lately. Along with the other Ghibli films.

You've always had pretty good taste. Got any other movie recommendations?

Sorry, I know that sounded weird. :noes:
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Mrgreen36 Featured By Owner May 21, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Hmmmm....
How about the 1988 fantasy film Willow starring a young Warwick Davis in the title role?

Or Westworld which was recently adapted into a not as good tv show. It was also written and directed by a pre ER / Jurassic Park Michael Crichton
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AleVesper Featured By Owner May 21, 2018
Willow's really catching my interest. I think I might have actually seen a scene or two from it as a kid. :noes:

I'll definitely check that out. Thanks man! :la:
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MaleVolentSamSon Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2018  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Hey, Mrgreen36. Would you like to see my gallery?
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Mrgreen36 Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
Why? Do I know you?
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MaleVolentSamSon Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2018  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
You may know me from college.
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Ilyaev Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
Ah long time dude!
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Mrgreen36 Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Hello. May I ask why you're commenting on my profile? I'm not offended, it just came outta nowhere
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Ilyaev Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
I’m fairly sure we chatted years ago, I had other accounts though~
you popped up on my visitors wedge thing and recognized your icon :3
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