Tuesday, 12 December 2017

Call On Arrival

He called from the train station, happy to be off of it, finally.

Nobody answered.

He called from the same spot five minutes later, casual, enjoying the breeze.

Nobody answered.

He called from the cafe next to the station ten minutes later, slightly worried, as his coffee cooled.

Nobody answered.

He called when the coffee was cold, maybe two minutes later.

Nobody answered.

As soon as that call rang off, he called again.

Nobody answered.

He rushed out onto the street, calling again,  looking for a taxi, not seeing the bus.

"Hi, so sorry, was in the bath!"

Nobody answered.

Monday, 11 December 2017

One Player Ready

Ectoboy773 was having trouble finding someone to play ‘Trivia Wars’ with. Every time he went to uploaded onto a friend’s cloud to get them to play, he found yet another CC, yet another friend had passed on, leaving only their clone on the web, endlessly repeating what the AI could Markov Chain out of their previous lives, they couldn’t play a complex game. After what, three hours, maybe, Ectoboy773 began to consider that maybe there wasn’t anyone else left. But that was crazy, so he just decided to play single player.

But for some reason, he couldn’t play the game…

Sunday, 10 December 2017

The First Pathfinder

The times when it is hardest to keep the light of passion and dedication are the times you most need to. Obviously when the road is but a pleasant stroll, you can walk it. But when the journey is filled with valleys and hills, when there is no clear path, when your shoes are gone or your feet bleeding, when the journey becomes hard, that’s when walking it becomes all the more important. If only because of those behind you, who you will clear the way for, who will find the journey easy due to your hard work.

The bastards.

Saturday, 9 December 2017

Bitched Out

On her first day of training, he told her, you had to be a bitch to truly make it in this so-called sport. Politics was everywhere, the same game to try and main event the biggest show of the biggest company of the year was also played to get a hand raised in the opening match in the middle of Nowhere, Ohio.

She’d balked at this, and set out to not play those games.

But refusing to play is playing nonetheless, and eventually she realised she had to be a bitch to those who were bastards.

And the cycle continued.