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True Colours
In the coffee shop within the military base, four robots, also known as the Coffee Shop Quartet gathered around a table. Unlike the other robots, they were waterproof and the digestive systems installed could handle more liquids. Sia Bucks and her team called them the coffee shop quartet. These robots, in particular, did not leave the military base until they were the only robots alive on the island. Whilst they seem innocent chattering away about randomised nonsense, they had their sadistic tendencies.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Third Scoreboard
It was a bad day. Not just bad, but a disaster. Once again, chaos began to overthrow Sia’s life. She didn’t know what it was, but chaos followed her wherever she went. Professor Denki had not called. Maybe he didn’t want Kiki back anymore. Sia still smiled, it meant nobody was getting in her way. It was day four and day four was her favourite for the double points. Day Four was the game-changer. People showed their true colours. It was when the ratings would soar when people crack. There was going to be a riot, and Sia loved riots unless it involved the mechanical monkeys on the island who had wrecked the studio.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
The Penultimate Showdown
The mansion was raided. Yuzuko caught a glimpse of the robots as they trashed the place. Planks of wood flying from all directions. Light bulbs shattered. Yuzuko slashed the curtains apart trying to tackle the robots down but still kept Lavender insight. Her gun still weighed her down, but she remained determined that she was not going to use it.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Star-crossed Rivals + Ray of Hope
Yuzuko woke up to the sight of cobwebs glistening in the window. The spiders habituating them seemed pleasant. She never understood the fear of spiders - they were just lowly creatures passing by, trying to make a home for themselves.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Presidential Speech
Ivan Bucks Junior stood firm against the podium. He thought of his father, Ivan Bucks Senior, and how proud he would be if he was in the audience. His heart sank, it was only natural to be nervous before the big speeches, but he wished his father would be there in person. Perhaps some comedy would distract the world from his shaky hands. "Good evening, everybody. Before I start my speech I just want to say thank you all for coming to my rally. You're all beautiful and I've seen so many smoking hot women in one stadium: it's nice. Don't worry gentlemen, y'all smartened up great too. Your wifeys are safe!" He showed his wedding ring to prove it. "Ivan Bucks III is due anytime now."
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Funeral
Everything Yanyu knew and held dear to her heart meant nothing. She couldn't keep her eyes off her uncle's corpse. It was Yuzuko's idea to hold a funeral. Uncle Fan had walked Yanyu down the aisle yesterday, it seemed only fit for her to put him to rest in a dignified manner. Uncle Fan had always known how to make the best out of everything even with the little they had, and compared to others in her country, Yanyu actually had a lot.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Survival Instinct
News of Hassin and Nila's death hit the survivors hard, especially for Mariangela who didn't see their deaths coming. If any of them were to survive, it had to be the nurses. Mariangela lowered her head and meditated. Holding back the tears, she pretended to look occupied for the camera. She couldn't let her stepdaughters watch her morn for strangers without shedding a tear for her husband.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Love
Yuzuko wiped her wet eyes the moment she woke up. Todd and Sook-Jo were tangled on the bed next to her. Her breasts all the way down to her groin felt sore. Immobilized by backache, Yuzuko rolled over to the wall yearning Sakura's lipstick marks on her neck.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Teamwork
Yuzuko had seen colonies of robots bigger than the one cornering them at the temple. The group was small compared to the army in her grandfather's factory. One would expect her to feel fear, the churning in her stomach and the goosebumps to freeze her as fear consumes her. Instead, she was still, ready to fight with her katana above her head. She had no reason to be afraid because she wasn't alone. She had Sakura, her best friends and all the new friends she had made on the game.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
