The World Now

The World Now

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"Fresh and Flourishing" "Taste the Ripper" 17 year old . A girl that isn't bothered by the mass of what has happened in world's society. Just knows how messed it's become and accepts that . However a frantic bunch known as won't. For they are generally mad, but when involved in crime or something that completely doesn't matter to them, they will solve it. Among this small group is a young teenager boy named ....who recently escaped a dark past from the terror of the 'Redundancy'. Can he and the.... change.... life, and prove to her that she does matter in this ruined world? However the 'hero' will not allow any change in this world he has finally obtained. The 'pillars' that once trapped.... in the redundancy will be let out loose again. If worst will reset the world as it was at the beginning of it's chaos. What will come to face for these young ones as they try to uncover their fallen world's tragic past? those that have in depravity,in this world and make it better? And find out who "The Rippers" are?
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{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

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