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Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Synchronicity

Oi, I swear these past few days have been rough, it took me awhile to do anything as I had to take one of those strong meds, I took the medication roughly in the morning and it took me until like 6:00 to feel up to doing anything. But fortunately I got better and was able to complete today's story. I hope you enjoy, I kinda slapped in together pretty quick, so its got a lot of problems, but I think you'll enjoy.


Synchronicity


           The band played with an audience of thousands and speakers the size of monsters to bring their music to every inch of the stadium. Their music could muffle a nearby thunderstorm. Hologram effects made the stadium look submerged in water, even adding schools of fish that swam through the audience. Classical effects like fire and fog ran across the stage at the band's feet.
           They played a song that melded with the audience's heartbeats and filled them with adrenaline. The notes pulsed through the brain's of the audience, pulling their minds with them. The lead singer's vocals made the audience focus only on the band. The audience swayed in tune with the lead singer's dancing.
           In the center of the stage the Tower glowed in response to the audience. Electric companies hired bands to perform in front of the towers for them to collect energy. Humankind had invented a way to change human emotions into energy and music was one of the ways to herd those emotions. Tower's were placed in parks, malls, art shows and movie theaters, but bands were the simplest and they could be paid by the volt for their work. The purer and more shared the emotions were the more power they produced.
          She should have stopped when she heard the faintest bang behind her, but the music made her and the audience ignore it. She felt so much adrenaline when she looked at the audience and danced. The only time she felt truly alive was when she was leading the crowd and their emotions were being taken from the air, then passing through her to reach the Tower. She then heard a spark that wasn't one of the instruments or a special effect. When the audience's faces became bleak she turned around, still dancing, to see the Tower cracking, as if it was glass. The tower then blew up, the band played to well for it to handle and all those emotions came bursting out in colored waves, like rainbows. They ran straight through her.
         She felt fragments of every mind from every person go through her. Every detail of every emotion. She collapsed to the ground, the emotions of thousands still running through her head like stacks of memories. She awoke in an ambulance.
         “You alright?” the nurse asked.
         “It was beautiful.” she stared at the ceiling of the ambulance, mentally rewinding her experience, and every time she played it over she noticed new emotions from the crowd and she knew she would never look at an audience the same again.

2 comments:

  1. This story beautifully displays your talent for world-building. Well done!

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    1. Thank you! I've got so much to work on regarding my writing, but I guess world building is what I'm really good at.

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