Five-Minute fiction - 23:19-23:24
There needs to be some level of respect between parties in this city. I cannot have the Colleges alumni running amuck through the City causing havoc, and or mayhem. It just cannot be done. And you two, you two are the worse apples in the bunch. I ought to have both of your licences revoked -
Uhh, pardon me, sir. But...
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There needs to be some level of respect between parties in this city. I cannot have the Colleges alumni running amuck through the City causing havoc, and or mayhem. It just cannot be done. And you two, you two are the worse apples in the bunch. I ought to have both of your licences revoked -
Uhh, pardon me, sir. But...
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Five-Minute fiction - 00:26-00:31
The socio-political structure of the City is based on the mutual cooperation of the classes, who by toiling together in unity create a greater future. One class cannot function without the other. This symbiosis can be seen at every level of society and though dissidents have tried to create conflicts between the classes by highlighting various grievances, little can be done...
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The socio-political structure of the City is based on the mutual cooperation of the classes, who by toiling together in unity create a greater future. One class cannot function without the other. This symbiosis can be seen at every level of society and though dissidents have tried to create conflicts between the classes by highlighting various grievances, little can be done...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:57-00:02
Hands up against the wall! the policeman said.
Grim moved to respond sliding closer to the wall as the felt large hands wrapped in thick leather gloves brush over the bare skin of his wrists. It was no or never, he slipped sideways one-two stepping as he slid in beside the policeman and used the mans weight against him. They crashed,...
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Hands up against the wall! the policeman said.
Grim moved to respond sliding closer to the wall as the felt large hands wrapped in thick leather gloves brush over the bare skin of his wrists. It was no or never, he slipped sideways one-two stepping as he slid in beside the policeman and used the mans weight against him. They crashed,...
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Five-minute fiction - 00:27-00:32
A crashing filled the street as Grim pulled himself to his feet and began wiping what cream was stuck to him. They turned around together to stare up into the face of a man seated on a cart very similar to the one they had just landed on. Only the new arrival didnt have a bed full of eclairs but rather...
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A crashing filled the street as Grim pulled himself to his feet and began wiping what cream was stuck to him. They turned around together to stare up into the face of a man seated on a cart very similar to the one they had just landed on. Only the new arrival didnt have a bed full of eclairs but rather...
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Five-minute fiction - 00:29-00:34
Where do you think the carter has run off to? Darker said as Grim leapt pulled himself over the edge of the cart and slumped to the cobbles.
He was covered in cream, from head to toe and all the places in between. He dragged a finger along the sleeve of his coat and pushed a large dollop of it into...
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Where do you think the carter has run off to? Darker said as Grim leapt pulled himself over the edge of the cart and slumped to the cobbles.
He was covered in cream, from head to toe and all the places in between. He dragged a finger along the sleeve of his coat and pushed a large dollop of it into...
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Five-minute fiction - 00:07-00:12
The carter, much smarter than he looked, knew discretion was the better part of valour and leapt from the cart. The tile thudded into the wood inches from Grims right foot. Grim, somewhat distraught over the tenuous trajectory of the tumbling tile looked up at Darker and glared.
Sorry! Darker said.
With quick, deft movement he swung down onto the eave...
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The carter, much smarter than he looked, knew discretion was the better part of valour and leapt from the cart. The tile thudded into the wood inches from Grims right foot. Grim, somewhat distraught over the tenuous trajectory of the tumbling tile looked up at Darker and glared.
Sorry! Darker said.
With quick, deft movement he swung down onto the eave...
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Five-minute fiction - 00:23-00:28
I - uhh - shit! Grim said as he scrambled up, or tried to scramble up and out of the cart. It was proving to be a lot harder than it should have been. The clair cream had coated the majority of the carts interior turning the surfaces as slick as ice. Hit boots and gloves slipped and slid as he...
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I - uhh - shit! Grim said as he scrambled up, or tried to scramble up and out of the cart. It was proving to be a lot harder than it should have been. The clair cream had coated the majority of the carts interior turning the surfaces as slick as ice. Hit boots and gloves slipped and slid as he...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:12-23:17
The cart exploded. Or at least the contents of the cart exploded, as in they burst. Eclairs packed so tightly with cream that they threatened to erupt at the slightest contact, like some from of patisserie precussives, exploded fountaining cream and tiny flecks of dough into the air.
The driver of the cart, somewhat taken aback by the sudden explosion turned...
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The cart exploded. Or at least the contents of the cart exploded, as in they burst. Eclairs packed so tightly with cream that they threatened to erupt at the slightest contact, like some from of patisserie precussives, exploded fountaining cream and tiny flecks of dough into the air.
The driver of the cart, somewhat taken aback by the sudden explosion turned...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:33-23:38
They called them Bully Boys. A sad result of the current upswell in middle to upper income families combined with more modernized forms of medicine. Together the two produced a rather detestable group of vagrants prone to preying on the weak and staging elaborate bloody battles in the street.
No one is really sure when they began to take hold. But...
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They called them Bully Boys. A sad result of the current upswell in middle to upper income families combined with more modernized forms of medicine. Together the two produced a rather detestable group of vagrants prone to preying on the weak and staging elaborate bloody battles in the street.
No one is really sure when they began to take hold. But...
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Five-minute fiction - 02:56-03:01
I dont know what youre talking about, Grim said lowering himself to the ground, through the window. He scrambled across the floor of the room to its only other entry point, a heavy oaken door, which he bolted. He turned and placed his back against it in an attempt to afford some additional protection against whatever forces sought to batter it...
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I dont know what youre talking about, Grim said lowering himself to the ground, through the window. He scrambled across the floor of the room to its only other entry point, a heavy oaken door, which he bolted. He turned and placed his back against it in an attempt to afford some additional protection against whatever forces sought to batter it...
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