in today's edition of "this girl writes something" i'm going to share with you a cryptic part-of-a-larger-entity story i wrote for brandon generator, edgar wright and tommy lee edward's brainbaby.
questions?The scanner reads the barcode on my IDcuff. I move it up to my face after the third beep and read today's schedule:0730 Breakfast, DHALL0800 Comm Assembly, LNX ATR0900 History, LL131030 Adv Physics, LL051200 Lunch, DHALL*1245 Sys + Strategy, LL22*1500 Sp Weapons Training, CC471800 Dinner, DHALL*1900 PhSYC Cond, MC438
Three schedule changes. And PhSYC? So they believed the rumors. They now actually think I am insane.
why do they all have IDcuffs?
are those dog tag replacements?
how far into the future is this?
are they in the military?
WTF do all those letters stand for?
they spelled "psychology" wrong? "physical?"
if he/she's insane, then why still make him/her go to weapons training?
what's happening?
i thought so.
answers? i don't have all of them. i don't even know if i should flesh this out into a full-blown short story or - do i dare say - a book. but i do know that i've been churning out tidbits of stories once every few days. they're longer than the 500-character limit on brandon generator so i haven't submitted any of those. (i do have another one up on the site if curiosity does you in.)