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Dystopian Utopia

Dystopian Utopia

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Sep 12, 2018
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Horror
After the Great War, the world started falling apart -- Breaking up into utter chaos. "Oh I got troubles -- They won't let me be. But I won't get tired - set the town on fire, Till my troubles got trouble with me" Bury Me Face Down - grandson People started going crazy, either out of depression or simply because they could. Families were ruined, people were murdered, everyone lost everything. It was madness. And it was spreading. But then -- slowly, things calmed down. Damon Everest. That name is a name no one will ever forget. A couple years ago, around 3015, he made a liquid drug. He named it 'Laetatio' and said: "It will make everything better." People were lined up to test it - though after they went to the lab, some weren't seen again. A couple years later, the drug is finished, studied, made in different forms, and deemed safe for humans. "I take my pills and I'm happy all the time" Happy Pills - Weathers However, it's a bit late for help. The world is like a dystopia - there are ruins everywhere, buildings, houses, vehicles, dead bodies - But Thanks to Damon it's slowly turning into a utopia. Or at least that's what people saw - A soon to be perfect world shaped after the 1900s. "No Thoughts, No Prayers Can bring back what's no longer there. The silent are damned -- The body count is on your hands" Thoughts & Prayers - grandson
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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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