Tau-sub-Beta had officially lost it. "Marmalade!"
"It's lonely," ZetaPrime said. "Be nice to meet someone new."
BetaPrime grimaced at his missing left leg. "That's how it starts."
"Marmite!" Tau-sub-Beta howled.
"The Splice-o-Matic only needs 450 grams to produce an identical imprint," ZetaPrime said.
"Identical?" BetaPrime snorted. "No copy of a copy is ever as sharp."
"Marmolada!"
ZetaPrime sighed. "Back to the well, then."
Down the bunker's hall lay a tube-filled lump as mad as Tau-sub-Beta. Stubbed limbs flailed as the pair approached. "Please. I'm Spencer Bridwell. Last survivor. Phoenix, Arizona."
"We know," ZetaPrime said, brandishing the bonesaw. "We all are."
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Thursday, December 18, 2014
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15 comments:
LOL That was fantastic. Thank you for sharing it, I really liked it and laughed at the end.
...maybe I shouldn't admit that I laughed, but I did :)
Laugh all you like, JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME WITH THAT BONESAW.
Seriously, thanks. Glad you enjoyed it.
So original, and that end was brilliant. Bonesaw...it's got to be the creepiest word in the dictionary.
It is a creepy word, isn't it? I think its effects are best left to the imagination!
Or naughty?
Bahahahaha!
Man, horribly disfigured clones never get old. Good stuff.
The Abramic story actually has an arc, from unsettling to beautiful. That's an achievement!
And the clone story feels like part of a much larger world. I'll admit the end was a creepy surprise to me, which was nice. And then it made me think of the "That's how it starts" line, and THAT made me chuckle.
Liked this one a lot, Loren.
You do dark/twisted much better than I do.
Marmite!
Very enjoyable, Loren :)
Derek,
Uh oh, we're got someone else laughing. Time to confiscate all bonesaws.
James,
I always enjoy "remythologizing" those biblical stories that relate to Advent. There's so much heft to them, and I think that centuries of familiarity have robbed them of their impact. In my very humble way, I'd like to give a little bit of that back.
Hunter,
Thank you. My family always wonders how a straight-laced guy like me (I wear slacks and bow ties even when I don't have to) can write about such subject matter. Who knows? I certainly don't.
Ben,
I thought you'd like that ...
Dr. Evil!
Dr. SelfMutilatingLonelyHearts!
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