J Bov Explodes Rhetorically


I don’t know what to do with this intro.
28/03/2012, 9:13 PM
Filed under: Gibberish, Writing | Tags: , , , ,

Shielding his eyes against the frankly ridiculous sunshine, Sean stepped from the train carriage and into the passing crowd of techno-cultists, his coat adding to the brown mass of their robes, formless except for the odd bulge where some machinery or other was housed.
“Perhaps the trench coat was a mistake.” He remarked to the figure on his left. A series of blips and beeps was his answer.
“That’s easy for you to say.”

Sean hated Enclave 7. Everyone with a working thermoregulator unit back home hated Enclave 7. Everyone with a grasp of the normal range of temperatures within which a human can survive hated Enclave 7.

From the dusty mag-lev station one was ushered onto a dusty walkway by unhelpfully indecisive signs. The walkway was covered with polarized plexiglass, forming a tube that ostensibly kept the majority of the sweating masses shielded from the worst of the sunlight.

Sean wiped the sweat from his eyes and replaced his sunglasses before glancing at the dog-eared paper in his hand.
‘Off the Mag-Lev, left off the end of the walkway, just fucking ask someone for “Griff’s”. I’m not your pissing secretary. Idiot.’ It read. His ever eloquent informant Chris’ handwriting spidered over a tiny corner of the paper. The rest was taken up by some faceless conglomerate demanding an unreasonable sum of money for some service or other. Probably electricity. Sean stuffed the paper deep into the recesses of his coat and kept walking.

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Whether you do something with it or not, it rocks. Love the “directions” especially.

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