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Magic Short 21 - Robot Assistant
Prism had proved a lot less pretentious that his name might imply and his assistant Roberta, stood by to hand him the pieces of equipment he needed to show off his sleight of hand and a few smaller effects. Prism dressed as many magicians that play the role of 'mad scientist' did; a white lab coat over dark trousers and causal shoes. His hair was a bit disorderly, but his coat was, in defiance of the stereotype, a pristine white that almost glowed; lacking the splatters and stains that so often are seen. Roberta was cast in the role of hapless, but sexy lab assistant. She wore a not quite skin-tight jumpsuit also in white, but not quite as bright as Prism's. The main feature was that where her limbs connected to her torso was a prominent line of black piping and two others, round her waist and at the base of her collar. About half way through the first act, Prism put Roberta into a clear box and manipulated some levers and buttons on a control panel. The cabinet filled with smoke
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SHDYCF-Chapter 22
Chapter 22
Mexico
Sylvie pushed back against the darkness surrounding her. In the fog, she could hear voiced laughing at her. The jeering voice of Sara came to her.
"Look at you, Sylive. All trussed up and ready to go! Just like you were meant to be." The voice faded away to be replaced by the sobbing voice of her friend.
"Why, why did you have to push so far?! Now I'll never see home or mom again…"
"No! Wait!" Sylve cried desperately, struggling against the darkness. "Taryn! Come back! I promise, I'll get us home!"
"It's too late, dearie." A dead voice came. Sylvie felt goosebumps rush up her body, it was Mrs. Grogan. "We're a
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Trust Machines - Babysitting
“Are you serious?” Derek said to his sister. “You want me to venn you into what?” “I have this problem baby sitting. The kids want me to play with them but I just don't do it right and they complain. Worst of all, they aren't wrong.” “And that's why you want to be five years old again?” Elizabeth paused, shaking her head. “I don't want to be five. I just want to have a five year old's perspective. That and I can practice being five with Meredith.” “Are you sure about this?” “It'll only be a couple days,” she said. “If Mom or Dad freak, it can be undone.” “Okay,” Derek said. He pulled into the parking lot at the mall. Normally, he found it annoying to bring Elizabeth to the mall because she wanted him to bring her friends with her. Bringing her by herself meant he could play his favorite radio stations. “How can you listen to that noise?” She said as she got out of the car. “Hey, soon, you're favorite tunes will be sung by cartoon animals. Leave my taste in music be.” “My
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I was thinking I'd return to my roots: gratuitous transformations. And writing in the present tense, because that's how I do all my outlines. (It used to be such a pain to go back and fix it. This is way easier!)
What do you think, should I keep going 20 presets or so at a time? What have Stacy and Jenny been up to, hmm?
Edited to add:
Yes, it's a bit late in the day for April Fool's, I got started late (hence nearly no editing). (And I had to fight my reflexes to keep it present tense.)
What do you think, should I keep going 20 presets or so at a time? What have Stacy and Jenny been up to, hmm?
Edited to add:
Yes, it's a bit late in the day for April Fool's, I got started late (hence nearly no editing). (And I had to fight my reflexes to keep it present tense.)
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It's like a portable Venn Machine. I want one.