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ROU Killing Time wrote:I like it. You aren't from Portland, Oregon are you?

Long, long, long way from. Almost the longest.

ZuSquared wrote:Justin Bieber hits town again?

Kid could use a whiff or two of doom gas, that's true!

strawman wrote:

gustomaestro wrote:The cop glowered at the rotund dodo as it pecked upon a martini. "What are you?" he growled. "Some kind of stool-pigeon?"

Great caption for a Far-Side cartoon. Just add drawing.

Funnily enough I had the ambition to be a cartoonist. Once.

Quite an eccentric and inventive piece. Nicely offbeat.

Amusingly glib and nondescript. Works for me.

The kid looked back at the empty shore. No sign of movement. Puzzled, he lay upon his surfboard, lolling to the gentle rhythm of the ocean. For a time he drifted alone between sea and sun, until a fast-rising hiss made him turn. More in amazement than fear he watched the sky-high wall of water bear ...

Transit-cits are advised to seek alternative routes through Poxtown and Canker City where yesterday’s Snort-screamer rampages have flared up again. The Authority warns domi-cits within a ten-mile radius of the hotspots to make preparations for helljelly and doom gas assaults. It apologises for any i...

As the great World Serpent stirred, Odin faced the other Gods, single eye ablaze. "Time to Ragnarok 'n' roll!" he cried.

Dwight hummed as he ghosted his target, gun in one pocket, eggs in the other. What would it be today: soft or hard-boiled?

The cop glowered at the rotund dodo as it pecked upon a martini. "What are you?" he growled. "Some kind of stool-pigeon?"

The gibbering, weeping throng hushes as the Wall of Adoration rolls in. With drooling ecstasy they watch the paint dry.

How bestial!

strawman wrote:Killy Rules would make an interesting Drabble

The first rule of Killy is... oh never mind.

Another cool one. Very clever. Not that I've read any Koontz lately. Very little since 'Watchers' in fact.

What could have been the inspiration behind this one?

Like this one. A lot of fun.

Strong sense of mood created, swiftly subverted. Great.

The command bunker’s monitors displayed a tide of plastoid playthings surging relentlessly over a landscape choked by ash and slag. Billions of pairs of little arms stretched forth for an embrace that would never come, a massed idiot migration in a world all but gone to the grave. A door crashed ope...

My team won killy today. Timmy’s team is The Traitors. Mine is The Deviants. This killy was on a dead whale in the sea and sharks were eating it. Our teams were on the whale and they pushed each other off. The sharks did killy on everybody until only one was left. Plutark was the winner. He was a ho...

Very cute and matter-of-fact tone to it. Excellent.