“The Matrix is
everywhere. It is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can
see it when you look out your window or when you turn on your
television. You can feel it when you go to work... when you go to
church... when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been
pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.”
Ms. Valerie
Frizzle, The Magic Schoolbus*
Today's going
to be a fun post. Today I'm going to launch my link page for
everyone. This is full of links for writers I've found and have been
showed by family and friends plus fellow writers etc. They are both
fun and useful. There are links on learning the craft, selling your
work(both novels and short stories), a title scorer, a free
word processor and more. Be sure to check it out. It is in the upper right corner of the blog page. But here is also a direct link: http://langdonflashfictions.blogspot.com/p/writing-links.html
I intend to update
it from time to time and I'll post about it when I do but there are
already tons of links for you. Enjoy!
And of course,
here's today's flash fiction:
The Reaper
Noob
“Boom!
Headshot Reaper! What do think of that Reaper? Looks like I'm living
for another few years!” The child taunted me. I hate modern mortal kids and their video games.
“Fine! Go
back to the mortal world.” I threw the controller into the TV. It
would dematerialize anyway soon. After all both me and the annoying
child were suspended in limbo with the TV, console, controllers and
game disc.
He stuck his
tongue out as he faded away. At least he would lose all memory of the
experience. I looked around me as I reappeared in my humble cubicle.
My boss walked up to me. He had the skeleton body as me as wore the
same uniform as me, a massive gray cloak.
He sighed. “You
lost to another kid didn't you?”
I grumbled,
“You know back in the day humans would challenge us to things like
chess or a race for their soul, not these stupid video games. Even
the adults do it too. It's like they know were not good at them.”
My boss
laughed. “You're not good at them. If you practice you could
actually beat the mortals right? The rest of us are catching up just
fine. We reapers live in a time dilation to give us even more time to
practice games to master them beyond mortals. I mean the funny part
is you're a Grim Reaper playing the mortals in games about killing
people and you're losing badly. Did you manage to even kill the
humans once? Or are you waiting for them to challenge you to a chess
video game?”
Every other
reaper in the office laughed. They're good coworkers but before the
modern mortal children got their hands on their new games I was the
reaper with the best success rate in my entire division. The irony of
it all.
“I will prove
you all wrong,” I told them all.I wasn't going to keep having my record damaged.
I used the time
extension in our reaper world to it's maximum potential and practiced
every single game those annoying mortals had ever released. I didn't
come out for reaper years. I mastered every single video game. And I
was going to challenge a child. And I mastered all sports all sports
and board games like monopoly and such so whatever a child could
master. The child couldn't possibly stop me.
“I won't be
stopped now,” I said as I teleported to the mortal world as my
coworkers clapped. Reapers practicing to such an extent was always
applauded.
I appeared in
limbo with a child. I asked the Selector to get me a child who played
loved video games, but didn't play them often. I wasn't going to
fail. No matter how skilled I had become I wasn't dumb enough to
become arrogant. I explained the situation to the ten year old the
situation.
“Okay,” he
said, “I want to play MBM with you.” He smiled. “It's the game
I'm best at.”
Shocked I
responded, “I've never heard of that video game, don't you love
video games, don't you want to pick a video game?”
“I love video
games... but I only play them with my three friends and I'm not very
good at them. I wouldn't play for my life for them. I want to play
MBM.” The child looked very serious.
I then said to
him, “We can't play something you made up! It has to be a commonly
accepted game!”
“It is a
commonly accepted game.” He nodded.
“Is it some
kind of sport?” I asked him, “I've never heard of it.”
“No it's a
card game.” He told me.
“Like poker?”
I looked at the child baffled. “A child like you shouldn't be
gambling!”
He laughed. “No
MBM isn't gambling. It's full name is Magical Battling Monsters. In
the game you're a wizard who summons magical monsters to fight each
other. Your monsters are the cards and you play them from your hand.
You can give your monsters clothes to increase their power like
dresses and pants or feed them food to transform them into other
monsters from your transform deck. For example I put The Carrot
Orange Pants on my Sparkling Penguin Dragon then fed him then fed him
the Sexy Curry to transformed him into the Ultimately Sexy Carrot
Curry Penguin of the Dragon Bloodline. He has 60 Muscle 40 Brain 20
Quickness and it's got an impressive 70 Omph stat. I've won a lot of games with that card.”
“What?” I
asked him.
“Well
geez...it's only the most popular game now. At least with kids now.
Heck it's been awhile since even some of my best friend ex-video game
addicts have played video games since that came out. If you want to
take any kid's soul you're gonna need to practice. But you're going
to have to play me now right? I want to see my Mom and we need to
play and looking at you Bone-Butt it's not going to be hard to
school-you.”
I hate modern
mortal kids and their card games.
Author
Comment: And somewhere, someplace someone is brainstorming
another game for kids. Yay! By the way, do you know how the stupidest
man in the world lost his soul to a reaper? For the game for his soul
he challenged the reaper to a staring contest.
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