"Static feed"
"When your at war with your enemy you will do what it takes to put an end to them. Sometimes you question if you did what was right other times you wonder if you went to far. The thought that the destruction of the world was caused by you, nothing but shock and awe spread throughout the world. Other times one person can't be held accountable or responsible for the deaths of millions, it's only those who want to advance personal goals are the ones responsible."
50 years back
5/21/2147
Stockholm Sweden
Cyberdon Laboratories
It's almost done. We're making much progress necessary for this project to reach the final goal.
Sir! We have a problem!
What would that be?
The experiment escaped!
Put the status of the facility under lock down we can't let it escape!
"Entry 56798"
I hate to tell you that this project has reached a crisis level. With the lack of funding and resources coming up short I have to admit we're getting absolutely no where. The experiment still needs a lot of work for it has failed to our commands and has violently attacked and killed many of our employees. The good news is that testing on the Imperial Destruction bringer has given us results beyond belief and shall be manufactured and mass produced within the next 5 years or so to help our front line troops in this civil war. Another problem the project is facing is the lack of both cadmium and Magnesium. Our operatives in Eurasia has states that outside the major oil fields there are large and vast quantities of those elements and are being harvested right now. If we don't get a supply of those elements soon then this facility must be destroyed. Over the past few weeks we've been taking heavy bombing runs from the enemy and now that they know what we're doing we can only hope we finish this project in time."
"Signed by PhD Joseph Collins"
The experiment has escaped!
Do you realize what you've caused? That's the most unstable form of biological warfare we have and now it may get into the hands of our enemies.
"PA: Attention all workers. It seems as though our experiment has escaped. We must quickly dispose ourselves and this facility for the enemy may finally know our location. Immediately ingest your Mercury pills and rig the explosives on the facility. As you know thank you for the help you've been giving and rig the explosives before ingesting your pills"
2 hours later.....
"News report comes on: An escaped experiment of what appears to be a "zombie" is walking around biting many citizens. The populace has been warned to stay inside and..... wait, wait what is that!? RUN!!!!!!!!!!
(News reporter and camera man start running) He's right behind you, Ahhh!!!!!!
(Static)
Friday, November 18, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
The Endless Tour
When people think of the word touring they think of musicians visiting places whether it's international or local to support and idea or a project. My definition of touring is going to a place for a purpose or a competition. Just like touring for musicians touring for competitions is not the life many think it is. The life of touring is one that both pushes you to the edge and is a test of your will.
For me the life of touring began at the age of 12 in 6th grade for geography. My very first tour which was for State for the Geography Bee in Madison. That day was when I got a first taste of what the lifestyle would be like. At first it was amazing with the glam, fame and encouragement from everyone, but it wasn't until later I discovered later that I saw the dark side of touring. The transition period from elementary school to middle school placed me in new environments with new challenges, foes and more responsibility. when my tour with geography came to end I stated getting involved in new things, that thing turned out to be Forensics. Even spanning up to now Forensics is the biggest thing I'm touring for right now. With 2 great seasons, and 2 state ribbons under my belt for now forensics is turning out to be the one that I'm going to be supporting for a while. By the time this piece is written I am getting ready to enter my 3rd year supporting forensics.
It's always tough to constantly get yourself out there go to a competition lather, rinse, repeat and get yourself ready for another competition. Obvious reasons is the competition. When you enter any type of competition whether its athletic or academic your opponent is either going to be worse or better than you. Another outside factor is the image you create yourself because obviously when you're doing something you want to look good doing it right? The fame is something many take for granted. What many don't understand is that even though the 15 minutes you have offers you much don't forget it's going to come crashing down on you and entomb you. Fatigue is another factor in the stress of it all. You go to competition one night and next thing you know next week another one. If you're a person who leads a busy life you just can't seem to catch a break. Everyday is the same daily environment stress such as friends, families, loved ones etc. Next you have the stress of getting yourself ready. For me forensics was tough due to the fact that it was like a "conventional album". In the music industry a conventional album is a piece of music where it must be written under time constraints and then released. Once released it will have have hit songs on them otherwise known as "singles". For me Forensics was the same thing, write a speech, get a visual ready in just under a short period of time like for example 2 weeks. Next I would get myself ready for the competition by practicing, practicing, practicing etc. Finally when competition comes I present and if there's any flops in my work then I go back and correct it and prepare myself, once again lather, rinse, repeat.
Life on the road is not fun as many think it is. Instead the long nights, the many cans of soda ingested and the parties that go on at competitions take their toll on you. Overtime all of this puts stress on yourself that eventually brings changes on many scales whether it's big or small. Touring leaves its mark and one things for sure once your 15 minutes expire nothing but disaster strikes.
For me the life of touring began at the age of 12 in 6th grade for geography. My very first tour which was for State for the Geography Bee in Madison. That day was when I got a first taste of what the lifestyle would be like. At first it was amazing with the glam, fame and encouragement from everyone, but it wasn't until later I discovered later that I saw the dark side of touring. The transition period from elementary school to middle school placed me in new environments with new challenges, foes and more responsibility. when my tour with geography came to end I stated getting involved in new things, that thing turned out to be Forensics. Even spanning up to now Forensics is the biggest thing I'm touring for right now. With 2 great seasons, and 2 state ribbons under my belt for now forensics is turning out to be the one that I'm going to be supporting for a while. By the time this piece is written I am getting ready to enter my 3rd year supporting forensics.
It's always tough to constantly get yourself out there go to a competition lather, rinse, repeat and get yourself ready for another competition. Obvious reasons is the competition. When you enter any type of competition whether its athletic or academic your opponent is either going to be worse or better than you. Another outside factor is the image you create yourself because obviously when you're doing something you want to look good doing it right? The fame is something many take for granted. What many don't understand is that even though the 15 minutes you have offers you much don't forget it's going to come crashing down on you and entomb you. Fatigue is another factor in the stress of it all. You go to competition one night and next thing you know next week another one. If you're a person who leads a busy life you just can't seem to catch a break. Everyday is the same daily environment stress such as friends, families, loved ones etc. Next you have the stress of getting yourself ready. For me forensics was tough due to the fact that it was like a "conventional album". In the music industry a conventional album is a piece of music where it must be written under time constraints and then released. Once released it will have have hit songs on them otherwise known as "singles". For me Forensics was the same thing, write a speech, get a visual ready in just under a short period of time like for example 2 weeks. Next I would get myself ready for the competition by practicing, practicing, practicing etc. Finally when competition comes I present and if there's any flops in my work then I go back and correct it and prepare myself, once again lather, rinse, repeat.
Life on the road is not fun as many think it is. Instead the long nights, the many cans of soda ingested and the parties that go on at competitions take their toll on you. Overtime all of this puts stress on yourself that eventually brings changes on many scales whether it's big or small. Touring leaves its mark and one things for sure once your 15 minutes expire nothing but disaster strikes.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Advice for the class of 2016 at Asa Clark Middle School
For the incoming 7th graders there have been many questions about what 8th grade is like. For example at the confrontation last years when they were 6th grade they had a lot of questions. This years is going to be not so different. This is completely acceptable because when you enter a new grade you face even more difficulties and even more obstacles and barriers are thrown at you. I've been here since Kindergarten and over a course of these past 8 years I've gained a lot of background knowledge on each grade such as what to do and WHAT NOT TO DO. Here are some tips for any 7th grader that will eventually become useful. Rule Number 1.) ALWAYS GET YOUR HOMEWORK DONE! The reason is 8th grade at times can be stressful because your teachers are going to dump a ton of homework on you. The point of this rule is to avoid anything such as procrastination because it eventually will become a habit (Which I would know personally considering I procrastinate). So remember get your homework done and 8th grade will be very smooth. Rule 2.) PARTICIPATE Participation is a supermassive rule! Reason being is that participation will help you have a good life in 8th grade and plus you won't get called on by a teacher that much if you participate. Rule 3.) MIX GROUPS. The classic middle school/high school scene is always going to be different groups of people. From the athletic people to the smart people to the outcasts. Now each person can clearly Identify themselves as to which group they belong to. The important thing about this rule is to not just stay within your own group mix with people by talking to other people in different groups. You may dislike majorly thinking "why would I do such a thing?" but by mixing groups you can accomplish things you never thought you would. Rule 4.) ALWAYS BE PREPARED. Some days in the classroom in any class you will be able to predict what your going to do that day. But some days where it's before vacations teachers may do something different. So always be ready and listen the whole time so you can understand what's going on. Rule 5.)COME UP WITH YOU OWN GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Every year in any grade they'll come up with a grade wide game that someone comes up with. For example near the end of this year I came up with an assassin game where everyone goes around assassinating each other. Eventually games like this will get old and people will come up with new ones but always remember you can recognized for coming up with games like this.
8th grade to some may be a hard grade but honestly it's no different than any other grade. Eventually you will gain experience on what to do and what not to do but for now following these basic rules will make 8th grade the best year of your life.
8th grade to some may be a hard grade but honestly it's no different than any other grade. Eventually you will gain experience on what to do and what not to do but for now following these basic rules will make 8th grade the best year of your life.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Rough City life
"Authors note after reading the story Raymond's run I was assigned to take the task of writing the story from one of the character's prospective"
My name is Cynthia and I live in New York City. Living in the city is great.
I have many friends and I love it here in the big city. All my friends are all amazing except for one my friends whose name is "Squeaky". Unlike most of my friends who are nice Squeaky seems to always be carrying around this selfish attitude that always seems to never go away. Many people usually get mad at me for fooling them into thinking I'm going to fail a test but in the end I end up succeeding. And because of these kinds of situations temper's from everybody always seems to come towards me. My parents are always encouraging me to do well in my education because I have a tendency to procrastinate so I fall behind in a few subjects. And so I'm always ready to surprise everyone with every accomplishment I make.
My name is Cynthia and I live in New York City. Living in the city is great.
I have many friends and I love it here in the big city. All my friends are all amazing except for one my friends whose name is "Squeaky". Unlike most of my friends who are nice Squeaky seems to always be carrying around this selfish attitude that always seems to never go away. Many people usually get mad at me for fooling them into thinking I'm going to fail a test but in the end I end up succeeding. And because of these kinds of situations temper's from everybody always seems to come towards me. My parents are always encouraging me to do well in my education because I have a tendency to procrastinate so I fall behind in a few subjects. And so I'm always ready to surprise everyone with every accomplishment I make.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Sea of the Dead
"Private Howard do you come in? Do you read? I hear you loud and clear. Where the heck are you? We need help now we have just confronted a super massive swarm of zombies and they're getting to close for comfort we need you here now. Where are you guys? We're at the (Static) docks south side of town by the U.S.S Clarksville. GET OVER HERE NOW! Now you guys finally know what has been going on. I have to leave now. WAIT! we'll come with you. Are you mad there are thousands of them out there with more people we'll be like walking steaks. We've dealt with them just about enough to know how to fight them of course we'll come and help. Alright grab what's ever left. If ammo is restricted share it out and pray we make it".
"As the small guerrilla army of 1,000 strong left the school they reached lookout hill the tallest spot in town where they can see the sea, the nearby desert and the forest. All around bodies littered the fields and as they looked at the port they could see explosions in the distance coming from the port.". The battle has already begun the living against the dead".
CHARGE! They're all over the place! Private Howard glad you're here. We need covering fire the zombies keep coming. Grab the China Lake we have to wait until that Air strike gets here. Use those detonators blow'em back to where they came from. "One by one they started dropping like flies. We've lost so many men trying to defend our major cities from the zombie invasion but so far everything we've done has been futile".
"We've waited for many hours until that air strike came in. It seemed what felt like an eternity until finally that dang airstrike came in. We flushed them out with Napalm. We've lost many brave men trying to make it this far. Our casualties have officially reached 100,000,000 casualties. I don't know how much more I can take it with this whole war with the USSF it has been driving us towards the point of mass hysteria among everyone".
"It's finally over. Don't say that soldier as long as one rotten limb moves its never over".
We've been getting reports that USSF forces have launched naval strikes against Mutkinsha. We've also heard reports that they've created a super massive ship that is impervious to damage. Gather all forces and board them all on the NRSNS HARK. Clarksville will follow closely behind. As the NRS forces moved out of Contackia.
About 5 miles off the coast they spotted the mighty ship and immediately they were being sunk one by one. Instantly they were met with enemy aircraft and they opened fire. Many of the NRS's Boats were sinking at a faster rate than many had expected and there were questions whether or not they will be able to complete their objective or die trying. The size of the ship was within unimaginable proportions, The bridge may have been at least 600 ft tall and the height of the ship total must have been 1,000 ft.
"Alright infiltrate the ship. God speed to you all but you guys better hurry there's to much enemy resistance out here for us to last that long. NOW GO!".
James plant the wall with C4. (Explosion) go, go, go! The fight was on instantly bodies started to be dumped off the side of the ship as the USSF ship was slowly weakening the small guerrilla army made their way up floor by floor, room by room the merciless killing became apparent. the only way to stop the zombie invasion was to not stop until they're all destroyed. Finally as they made their way onto the flight deck it was mass chaos. Everywhere they looked there were planes getting shot down and planes taking off into the sky of doom. They then focused their attention to the 42 story bridge. As they made their way up to the top they received a message that made them all swallow real hard.
"A BOMB HAS BEEN PLANTED DETONATION STARTS NOW! YOU HAVE 5:00 MINUTES TO GET OFF THIS SHIP OR GO DOWN WITH IT!"
Guys we better run or else we're going to die! Making their way back down the ship the lower decks were starting flood. And soon they had no choice but to jump off from the 500 ft tall flight deck into the sea of dead bodies below. The last thing they saw was the ship exploding and sinking into the dark depths of the ocean.
"As the small guerrilla army of 1,000 strong left the school they reached lookout hill the tallest spot in town where they can see the sea, the nearby desert and the forest. All around bodies littered the fields and as they looked at the port they could see explosions in the distance coming from the port.". The battle has already begun the living against the dead".
CHARGE! They're all over the place! Private Howard glad you're here. We need covering fire the zombies keep coming. Grab the China Lake we have to wait until that Air strike gets here. Use those detonators blow'em back to where they came from. "One by one they started dropping like flies. We've lost so many men trying to defend our major cities from the zombie invasion but so far everything we've done has been futile".
"We've waited for many hours until that air strike came in. It seemed what felt like an eternity until finally that dang airstrike came in. We flushed them out with Napalm. We've lost many brave men trying to make it this far. Our casualties have officially reached 100,000,000 casualties. I don't know how much more I can take it with this whole war with the USSF it has been driving us towards the point of mass hysteria among everyone".
"It's finally over. Don't say that soldier as long as one rotten limb moves its never over".
We've been getting reports that USSF forces have launched naval strikes against Mutkinsha. We've also heard reports that they've created a super massive ship that is impervious to damage. Gather all forces and board them all on the NRSNS HARK. Clarksville will follow closely behind. As the NRS forces moved out of Contackia.
About 5 miles off the coast they spotted the mighty ship and immediately they were being sunk one by one. Instantly they were met with enemy aircraft and they opened fire. Many of the NRS's Boats were sinking at a faster rate than many had expected and there were questions whether or not they will be able to complete their objective or die trying. The size of the ship was within unimaginable proportions, The bridge may have been at least 600 ft tall and the height of the ship total must have been 1,000 ft.
"Alright infiltrate the ship. God speed to you all but you guys better hurry there's to much enemy resistance out here for us to last that long. NOW GO!".
James plant the wall with C4. (Explosion) go, go, go! The fight was on instantly bodies started to be dumped off the side of the ship as the USSF ship was slowly weakening the small guerrilla army made their way up floor by floor, room by room the merciless killing became apparent. the only way to stop the zombie invasion was to not stop until they're all destroyed. Finally as they made their way onto the flight deck it was mass chaos. Everywhere they looked there were planes getting shot down and planes taking off into the sky of doom. They then focused their attention to the 42 story bridge. As they made their way up to the top they received a message that made them all swallow real hard.
"A BOMB HAS BEEN PLANTED DETONATION STARTS NOW! YOU HAVE 5:00 MINUTES TO GET OFF THIS SHIP OR GO DOWN WITH IT!"
Guys we better run or else we're going to die! Making their way back down the ship the lower decks were starting flood. And soon they had no choice but to jump off from the 500 ft tall flight deck into the sea of dead bodies below. The last thing they saw was the ship exploding and sinking into the dark depths of the ocean.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Anger Flies Love Dangles
For the Citizens of the tiny community of Sparks everyday was the same. Many citizens would usually have their breakfast then go out around town doing what ever necessary work that needed completion. At first everything was calm but then they noticed something strange. They saw a group of people as if it was a caravan cresting a nearby ridge and so the town leaders were sent in to investigate. They looked at the people and considered strange as if they're not of this world. The people standing in front pf them were covered in like weird slime like substances and were much fatter than the people of Sparks. Then the question from one of the town leaders came into mind who are you people? Where are you from? Who's your leader? At first the citizens of the other community were shocked as well with the same questions in mind. Suspicion soon grew between the two and fear arose among everybody what's going to happen was the question that the leaders of both communities had. Uncertainty made it unclear what to do and so conflict arose. And the fate of everybody would hang in the balance.
The citizens of Sparks lived in a tiny small peaceful community where they can look at the majesty of row upon row of vegetable gardens. Or looking at the smooth flowing sparks river which helped contributed to the towns resources in food etc. But what they weren't ready for was to share their community with the the newly emerged citizens of Ember. But honestly if you had to share your resources with uninvited guests what would do? For the citizens of Sparks they did not want to start a war but at the same time they were angry that their resources might be depleted. And so at one point the citizens of Sparks had enough and evicted the emberities off their land and made them live in an old run downed hotel. And the emberities found it unfair that they were being enslaved by the citizens of Sparks and soon conflict pushed everyone to their breaking point.
Finally everybody had enough and uprisings started. Fights and battles have begun and everybody knew they were doomed. But at the last second the tow hall of sparks was on fire. Everybody went mad and everybody thought that something terrible shall happen. But with everybody helping out the fires of hate were put out and Sparks finally realized that the emberities can help out a lot with all the need around here.
Uninvited guests are usually a pain for everyone due to the fact that they may deplete your resources or start uprisings and cause fights that arise and cause major conflicts between you and other people but in the end those fights will make everyone closer to each other.
The citizens of Sparks lived in a tiny small peaceful community where they can look at the majesty of row upon row of vegetable gardens. Or looking at the smooth flowing sparks river which helped contributed to the towns resources in food etc. But what they weren't ready for was to share their community with the the newly emerged citizens of Ember. But honestly if you had to share your resources with uninvited guests what would do? For the citizens of Sparks they did not want to start a war but at the same time they were angry that their resources might be depleted. And so at one point the citizens of Sparks had enough and evicted the emberities off their land and made them live in an old run downed hotel. And the emberities found it unfair that they were being enslaved by the citizens of Sparks and soon conflict pushed everyone to their breaking point.
Finally everybody had enough and uprisings started. Fights and battles have begun and everybody knew they were doomed. But at the last second the tow hall of sparks was on fire. Everybody went mad and everybody thought that something terrible shall happen. But with everybody helping out the fires of hate were put out and Sparks finally realized that the emberities can help out a lot with all the need around here.
Uninvited guests are usually a pain for everyone due to the fact that they may deplete your resources or start uprisings and cause fights that arise and cause major conflicts between you and other people but in the end those fights will make everyone closer to each other.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Luminescent Love
Author's Note: Summary of my Spring break with the feeling of being in the city.
Another thing this is a style of writing I have never approached before so if you find this piece different from the other ones remember this is for experimentation purposes.
I'm lying down in my bed. I'm looking up at my ceiling and I'm thinking to myself take me away from this place. Somewhere far away. I have had many memories of this place but for now it's time I have some time away from here. A lot of trouble has been brewing here, my parents have had a divorce and I've been a real tight spot. It seems as everybody in my family ages everyday, our family seems closer to the verge of collapse. Debt, death within my family how much more is everybody going to have to suffer? I'm 14 and spring has just begun. My relatives in nearby Milwaukee have just opened up a restaurant selling typical far eastern dishes and treats. For as long as I can remember I have worked there for about a couple of months. I have gotten sick of family troubles out there and so I packed all my belongings I will need for about a week and without a feeling of regret I stepped into the car thinking in my head freedom is just within my grasp. It was an agonizing 20 mile car trip but as soon as I stepped out the smell of the city was a vibrant smell that has been stained into my blood for a very long time. And I knew that I have lifted a giant weight.
I walked into the supermarket and was suddenly ambushed by a massive smell of many vibrant things from fresh shipped Asian produce to the restaurants that lay within the store. It was strangely alive inside the market and it felt weird being surrounded by workers that you haven't met but yet they treat you as if you've worked along side with them. For a couple of days working here was like paradise I never wanted to leave. But always understanding the nature of conflict I soon realized you can't run away from your problems you have to be a man and stare it down. As time went on I looked out towards downtown Milwaukee and sitting there at times enjoying the beauty of the city many never notice. The majesty of each light filled the night sky and it was a sight for me that never aged a bit. As I slept every night I had the same dreams. Me walking in the middle of nowhere with a huge blue sky in front of me with a breeze brushing down my face. But I was awoken by the sound of the highway and drifted away from my fantasy land. Day after day I reported to work but the weather reminded me that when you're far away from something you develop feelings as if your crying for it come back. But when you make promises you have to make sure you fulfill them until the very end. I started on Friday April 15th and as Thursday rolled around the corner I decided to pack up and head back home into the west. On the car ride back I remember catching my last glimpse of the city.
Milwaukee has left its mark on me as a child and as a young adult. There are many things about Milwaukee that make me feel right at home and as soon as I stepped out of the car at home I knew that I will never forget the experiences I had there.
Another thing this is a style of writing I have never approached before so if you find this piece different from the other ones remember this is for experimentation purposes.
I'm lying down in my bed. I'm looking up at my ceiling and I'm thinking to myself take me away from this place. Somewhere far away. I have had many memories of this place but for now it's time I have some time away from here. A lot of trouble has been brewing here, my parents have had a divorce and I've been a real tight spot. It seems as everybody in my family ages everyday, our family seems closer to the verge of collapse. Debt, death within my family how much more is everybody going to have to suffer? I'm 14 and spring has just begun. My relatives in nearby Milwaukee have just opened up a restaurant selling typical far eastern dishes and treats. For as long as I can remember I have worked there for about a couple of months. I have gotten sick of family troubles out there and so I packed all my belongings I will need for about a week and without a feeling of regret I stepped into the car thinking in my head freedom is just within my grasp. It was an agonizing 20 mile car trip but as soon as I stepped out the smell of the city was a vibrant smell that has been stained into my blood for a very long time. And I knew that I have lifted a giant weight.
I walked into the supermarket and was suddenly ambushed by a massive smell of many vibrant things from fresh shipped Asian produce to the restaurants that lay within the store. It was strangely alive inside the market and it felt weird being surrounded by workers that you haven't met but yet they treat you as if you've worked along side with them. For a couple of days working here was like paradise I never wanted to leave. But always understanding the nature of conflict I soon realized you can't run away from your problems you have to be a man and stare it down. As time went on I looked out towards downtown Milwaukee and sitting there at times enjoying the beauty of the city many never notice. The majesty of each light filled the night sky and it was a sight for me that never aged a bit. As I slept every night I had the same dreams. Me walking in the middle of nowhere with a huge blue sky in front of me with a breeze brushing down my face. But I was awoken by the sound of the highway and drifted away from my fantasy land. Day after day I reported to work but the weather reminded me that when you're far away from something you develop feelings as if your crying for it come back. But when you make promises you have to make sure you fulfill them until the very end. I started on Friday April 15th and as Thursday rolled around the corner I decided to pack up and head back home into the west. On the car ride back I remember catching my last glimpse of the city.
Milwaukee has left its mark on me as a child and as a young adult. There are many things about Milwaukee that make me feel right at home and as soon as I stepped out of the car at home I knew that I will never forget the experiences I had there.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Held Hostage
Day 56 I'm still held hostage by my captors. I'm still lucky he hasn't decided to kill me yet. I have so much to live for but yet I feel as though this is the payback that god is placing upon me. Why? Why did this have to happen to me? One of these days I know I'm going to die but I have so much to live for. But I know that I have no choice but to remain loyal to my captors in order for me to continue my existence.
"Stockholm Syndrome is a psychological type of mental illness where over a long period of time captive victims develop feelings towards their captors and will begin working for them. These feelings are always positive. Victims who even have Stockholm syndrome will show signs of the mental illness when they start not testifying against their captors, refusing to be rescued etc. The syndrome got its name after the 1973 Norrmalmstorg robbery of Kreditbanken in Norrmalmstorg Square in Stockholm Sweden. Bank Employees were held hostage from August 23rd to August 28th 1973 and when they were trying to be rescued they refused to be rescued. Signs of Stockholm Syndrome include the victim refusing to continue to live his/her own life and instead provide their life to their captors. If the Captors were to kill the hostage then the hostages will then obey every command to avoid death".
Day 1 I was a bank teller in the small town richville in the middle of nowhere in Colorado. It was a small quiet town with a population of 5,576. Business at the bank was slow. With a suffering economy everybody was losing money and many people have transferred to major banks in nearby Denver Colorado and so we were losing a lot of business. We didn't know what to do and so we were getting ready to close up. But then suddenly
"EVERYBODY ON THE GROUND NOW THIS IS A BANK ROBBERY! YOU HEARD ME EVERYBODY DOWN NOW!"
Five men wearing bullet proof vests wielding M16's had stormed out bank. They were also wearing ski masks and they wanted all the money from the bank.
"YOU GET THE DOORS TO YOUR VAULT OPEN WE WANT THE MONEY NOW! DO IT NOW!"
I watched one of my friends nervously and shaking grab her keys to the vault and
she opened it and pushed her out of the way. One of the men suddenly walked towards me and asked me to dump all my processions on the counter and so I did due to the fact that he was pointing his barrel towards me. He confiscated my cell phone, Purse and the keys to my house. But luckily for me this man was stupid and realized that he hadn't taken my car keys and so I knew when the time was right make a break for it. But I can tell they were very serious about this and they locked all the doors and so it was only the lobby that was open. And so our ordeal began. Day by day, night by night, week by week they got all the cash that was in the bank and when they laid it out they nearly had one billion dollars laying at their feet.
"We're Rich we did it nice job guys now YOU help us get this cash in our truck."
Pointing towards me I obeyed there every command and by the time we were done they told me to get back inside the bank and stay there. But then I said I had to talk to him in private about the money. I was able to separate him from his group. And so we talked in the lobby then I pulled my pistol and he pulled his M16 and I couldn't believe what happened. He committed Suicide and so I thought to my self one down 4 to go. But then one of my friends walked towards me and tried to kill me with a bowie knife then I realized she had Stockholm Syndrome but Luckily I was able to kill her before she could kill me. It was a hard fought battle, I can't believe she tried to stab me in the heart but thank goodness I had combat training. From then on I knew I was done for what more can I do?
"Stockholm Syndrome is a psychological type of mental illness where over a long period of time captive victims develop feelings towards their captors and will begin working for them. These feelings are always positive. Victims who even have Stockholm syndrome will show signs of the mental illness when they start not testifying against their captors, refusing to be rescued etc. The syndrome got its name after the 1973 Norrmalmstorg robbery of Kreditbanken in Norrmalmstorg Square in Stockholm Sweden. Bank Employees were held hostage from August 23rd to August 28th 1973 and when they were trying to be rescued they refused to be rescued. Signs of Stockholm Syndrome include the victim refusing to continue to live his/her own life and instead provide their life to their captors. If the Captors were to kill the hostage then the hostages will then obey every command to avoid death".
Day 1 I was a bank teller in the small town richville in the middle of nowhere in Colorado. It was a small quiet town with a population of 5,576. Business at the bank was slow. With a suffering economy everybody was losing money and many people have transferred to major banks in nearby Denver Colorado and so we were losing a lot of business. We didn't know what to do and so we were getting ready to close up. But then suddenly
"EVERYBODY ON THE GROUND NOW THIS IS A BANK ROBBERY! YOU HEARD ME EVERYBODY DOWN NOW!"
Five men wearing bullet proof vests wielding M16's had stormed out bank. They were also wearing ski masks and they wanted all the money from the bank.
"YOU GET THE DOORS TO YOUR VAULT OPEN WE WANT THE MONEY NOW! DO IT NOW!"
I watched one of my friends nervously and shaking grab her keys to the vault and
she opened it and pushed her out of the way. One of the men suddenly walked towards me and asked me to dump all my processions on the counter and so I did due to the fact that he was pointing his barrel towards me. He confiscated my cell phone, Purse and the keys to my house. But luckily for me this man was stupid and realized that he hadn't taken my car keys and so I knew when the time was right make a break for it. But I can tell they were very serious about this and they locked all the doors and so it was only the lobby that was open. And so our ordeal began. Day by day, night by night, week by week they got all the cash that was in the bank and when they laid it out they nearly had one billion dollars laying at their feet.
"We're Rich we did it nice job guys now YOU help us get this cash in our truck."
Pointing towards me I obeyed there every command and by the time we were done they told me to get back inside the bank and stay there. But then I said I had to talk to him in private about the money. I was able to separate him from his group. And so we talked in the lobby then I pulled my pistol and he pulled his M16 and I couldn't believe what happened. He committed Suicide and so I thought to my self one down 4 to go. But then one of my friends walked towards me and tried to kill me with a bowie knife then I realized she had Stockholm Syndrome but Luckily I was able to kill her before she could kill me. It was a hard fought battle, I can't believe she tried to stab me in the heart but thank goodness I had combat training. From then on I knew I was done for what more can I do?
The Forest of Doom
"Help ME!"By god he's dead". What's that rotten stench. Guys I think I found the answer. Operating patients left dead still on their operating tables. Organs, Flies, Maggots and much more they're all over the place. This place looks long abandoned. Well this place was built in 2309 there wouldn't be much left considering when the zombies reached here they nearly killed everyone. I think I know where the zombies came from look at the patients tag. "USSF mental patient 53072". So it was the USSF responsible for creating this terrible plague curse them! What are we going to do now? We're nearly out of ammo and we're outnumbered 5 to 1. What shall we do now? This place is a hospital. If we can mount out several search parties then we can gather survivors bring them back here, patch them up and we got a small army ready to fight the all. ARE YOU MAD!? THERE'S TO MANY OF THEM WE'LL NEVER WIN THE FIGHT WE'LL DIE FOR SURE!. Mason calm down. Now listen if you guys were in a zombie apocalypse where would you guys hold out? "My top choices would be the Mall, School, Police Station and Train station". Exactly these would be the buildings that many survivors would be bound to hide in. What everyone should do gather as much ammunition as they can and split up head into town and see how many survivors we can find. Bring them back here and we can turn this place into a local hospital and headquarters for anyone still around.
"NRS Soldier: This school looks abandoned. Looks like survivors were not to far from this site. Judging by all the zombie bodies and spilled bullets there must've been a battle that took place here. Whatever happened here I need to look for the survivors I need help right away. I wonder what this button does? A weapons cache hopefully this can last me for a while".
"Radio static" "Can you guys hear me? I hear you loud and clear Josh. Same here, me too. Alright where are you guys right now? Josh this is James I have reached the forest overlooking the town I have to see the numbers. Sandra here I've reached the mall. Jennifer here I've reached the fire/police station. God speed to you all and if you guys have any extra weapons make sure you give it to the survivors we have to make sure they all make it back to HQ we cannot take any losses".
"As the three search parties have been pushed through a schedule all three of the fierce warriors have brought back 250 survivors each. They all reported back to HQ an everybody was happy with the results that they received. With a small guerrilla army they headed back to the school. As they reached the former tunnel entrance that led back into the school they heard a banging on the sealed off entrance. They broke the seal and kicked the doors open. To their surprise they found a man. From a look of the patch he had on his left arm he was a soldier for the NRS. Who are you? I was a soldier dispatched to the region here to hold a line against USSF forces. We were on the outskirts of town and we were waiting to see what the USSF were planning to do. One night on I believe June 8th we were waiting for them when we saw people coming over the hill. We thought they were civilians because they were wearing regular clothing. As they approached us we saw them walking as if they were injured due to the fact that they were limping. As we walked towards them they started biting us and attacking. Which led me to this document".
"NRS Soldier: Entry 236590 Date 3/14/2197 time 7:30 P.M
It is a been a brutal war between us and the USSF.
They're releasing an army of zombies that THEY hope shall get rid of us once and for all, But what they don't understand is what will power we possess and shall use until the final days that we die. If anybody hears this you must escape to one of our allied countries it is not... wait stay back! (Gunfire in the background) THEY'RE SWARMING ME AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH............. (Static)".
What the heck has been going on? The USSF have been trying for many years to cut down the supply for the need for troops. They've done many experimentation from biological warfare to mind control devices they used everything to make sure we've been defeated. We've launched many hydrogen bomb strikes on them and it has only weakened them slightly. We knew that from that point on we were doomed for good and the NRS was going to crumble and fall. One things for sure when I first arrived at the school I was broken, beaten and scarred, wounded I needed to seek shelter and so I found this school here. After examining all the corpses I thought there would be no survivors at all but thank god I found you guys. Do any of you guys happen to have any medical experience? "5 of the girls that were in my grade stepped up and decided to help the soldier". One of our patrol men who was up on the roof came down and gave us all a warning. "ZOMBIES 12:00 INBOUND SNIPERS REPORT TO THE ROOF NOW!". Josh you know what to do. God speed and bless you all, Company A come with me let's finish some business.
"As company A composing of about 100 students head up to the roof they were confronted by a sea of zombies 5 floors below them. "Take Positions! Aim! Unleash!" One by one the zombies were dropping but more kept coming out the nearby forest that bordered the school. James was in the group and felt that with each kill he was avenging his ancestors. "They keep coming out of the forest!". I see a barrel that with a wall rigged with C4 it looks like. James made the shot and the sea below them finally settled below them as all the zombies have all been killed for now.........
"NRS Soldier: This school looks abandoned. Looks like survivors were not to far from this site. Judging by all the zombie bodies and spilled bullets there must've been a battle that took place here. Whatever happened here I need to look for the survivors I need help right away. I wonder what this button does? A weapons cache hopefully this can last me for a while".
"Radio static" "Can you guys hear me? I hear you loud and clear Josh. Same here, me too. Alright where are you guys right now? Josh this is James I have reached the forest overlooking the town I have to see the numbers. Sandra here I've reached the mall. Jennifer here I've reached the fire/police station. God speed to you all and if you guys have any extra weapons make sure you give it to the survivors we have to make sure they all make it back to HQ we cannot take any losses".
"As the three search parties have been pushed through a schedule all three of the fierce warriors have brought back 250 survivors each. They all reported back to HQ an everybody was happy with the results that they received. With a small guerrilla army they headed back to the school. As they reached the former tunnel entrance that led back into the school they heard a banging on the sealed off entrance. They broke the seal and kicked the doors open. To their surprise they found a man. From a look of the patch he had on his left arm he was a soldier for the NRS. Who are you? I was a soldier dispatched to the region here to hold a line against USSF forces. We were on the outskirts of town and we were waiting to see what the USSF were planning to do. One night on I believe June 8th we were waiting for them when we saw people coming over the hill. We thought they were civilians because they were wearing regular clothing. As they approached us we saw them walking as if they were injured due to the fact that they were limping. As we walked towards them they started biting us and attacking. Which led me to this document".
"NRS Soldier: Entry 236590 Date 3/14/2197 time 7:30 P.M
It is a been a brutal war between us and the USSF.
They're releasing an army of zombies that THEY hope shall get rid of us once and for all, But what they don't understand is what will power we possess and shall use until the final days that we die. If anybody hears this you must escape to one of our allied countries it is not... wait stay back! (Gunfire in the background) THEY'RE SWARMING ME AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH............. (Static)".
What the heck has been going on? The USSF have been trying for many years to cut down the supply for the need for troops. They've done many experimentation from biological warfare to mind control devices they used everything to make sure we've been defeated. We've launched many hydrogen bomb strikes on them and it has only weakened them slightly. We knew that from that point on we were doomed for good and the NRS was going to crumble and fall. One things for sure when I first arrived at the school I was broken, beaten and scarred, wounded I needed to seek shelter and so I found this school here. After examining all the corpses I thought there would be no survivors at all but thank god I found you guys. Do any of you guys happen to have any medical experience? "5 of the girls that were in my grade stepped up and decided to help the soldier". One of our patrol men who was up on the roof came down and gave us all a warning. "ZOMBIES 12:00 INBOUND SNIPERS REPORT TO THE ROOF NOW!". Josh you know what to do. God speed and bless you all, Company A come with me let's finish some business.
"As company A composing of about 100 students head up to the roof they were confronted by a sea of zombies 5 floors below them. "Take Positions! Aim! Unleash!" One by one the zombies were dropping but more kept coming out the nearby forest that bordered the school. James was in the group and felt that with each kill he was avenging his ancestors. "They keep coming out of the forest!". I see a barrel that with a wall rigged with C4 it looks like. James made the shot and the sea below them finally settled below them as all the zombies have all been killed for now.........
Thursday, March 31, 2011
An oasis of light in a sea of darkness(Revised)
Living in an underground city to many seems exciting while for others it can be a real pain in the neck due to the fact is your resources are limited. For the people who lived in the underground city of Ember they were told by “The Builders” that their city shall last for 300 years. But only 281 years in many citizens of the city notices some dramatic changes. Such as constant blackouts that happen at such a fast pace. Then there are the food shortages and while some citizens think it’s something minor they shall soon realize that their deathtrap is preparing their coffins. For 2 citizens of the city they both realize something worse is going to happen but many question how to get out of a city that is surrounded by a sea of darkness?
The question is when your living in a society that is crumbling what more can you do? For sure you know not to go to the government due to the fact that the governments corruption will not do you any good. The next problem is that where can you go. Nothing beyond the city limits but complete darkness that can be filled with who knows what may be out there from monstrous creatures that may be who knows how big- to possibly trenches that may go on forever. But one things for certain. When death puts the squeeze on you, you will be lucky if you can find a way out of your situation. Ever since the beginning of time many people from explores to native tribes have always looked to the heavens to find the answer to their situations. but for the people of the underground city of Ember there's nothing more than 360 degrees of darkness and so no choice but to surrender and fall victim to death. All the chaos and Pandemonium of this irony was something that would drive everybody either insane or mad.
The only thing the people who lived in the city of Ember had hope for one thing and that was the river. ember had an underground city that was fast flowing and deep and so the murky depths would provide a great shelter in case the city does go black. Even the workers of the city who job was to keep the city up and running couldn't do anything about their situation and so they knew they were sitting ducks. Another thing that did keep the hopes up of the people was an citywide event called "The Singing". The singing was basically celebrating the birth of the city by having every citizen sing the three great songs of the city. This was technically like a country devoting a day to singing their national anthem. But not even an event like this could boost the morale of the citizens as they struggled for sanity and life.
All hope was lost. Many citizens thought they could never escape the underground city that was their tomb. Death was imminent and there's absolutely no hope at all. And so the final option for the citizens was to just lay down and die unless.........
The question is when your living in a society that is crumbling what more can you do? For sure you know not to go to the government due to the fact that the governments corruption will not do you any good. The next problem is that where can you go. Nothing beyond the city limits but complete darkness that can be filled with who knows what may be out there from monstrous creatures that may be who knows how big- to possibly trenches that may go on forever. But one things for certain. When death puts the squeeze on you, you will be lucky if you can find a way out of your situation. Ever since the beginning of time many people from explores to native tribes have always looked to the heavens to find the answer to their situations. but for the people of the underground city of Ember there's nothing more than 360 degrees of darkness and so no choice but to surrender and fall victim to death. All the chaos and Pandemonium of this irony was something that would drive everybody either insane or mad.
The only thing the people who lived in the city of Ember had hope for one thing and that was the river. ember had an underground city that was fast flowing and deep and so the murky depths would provide a great shelter in case the city does go black. Even the workers of the city who job was to keep the city up and running couldn't do anything about their situation and so they knew they were sitting ducks. Another thing that did keep the hopes up of the people was an citywide event called "The Singing". The singing was basically celebrating the birth of the city by having every citizen sing the three great songs of the city. This was technically like a country devoting a day to singing their national anthem. But not even an event like this could boost the morale of the citizens as they struggled for sanity and life.
All hope was lost. Many citizens thought they could never escape the underground city that was their tomb. Death was imminent and there's absolutely no hope at all. And so the final option for the citizens was to just lay down and die unless.........
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