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Weekly Contest #361
There was only one test I wanted to pass. Ironically, to become The Ranger of the compound, you had to score the highest among your peers. It was an aptitude test and Lyla was the only one I was concerned about. My ragged and tattered clothes weren't going to win me any fashion contests. My sun-scorched skin wasn't gonna gain me any favors with potential partners. I couldn't control those things, but I could control my test scores. I walked out of the testing hall feeling confident, albeit scorched from the red rusted tin container walls we ...
Weekly Contest #359
I crossed the bridge over the canal that started and ended at the ocean. It wasn't natural and it certainly wasn't man made. When the world became united, underneath one religious amalgamation, we stood in what they called 'The Holy Land'. It didn't make much sense to me why, of all places, this was where the 'roots of creation' lifted from the ground. I am a gods-fearing man who fears the men of gods. We stretched our arms in unison and the heavens reached back. They did, I should say, our previous generation. Two times, the earth shook, a...
Weekly Contest #357
We blitzed the city streets. My heart beat at my chest. My pupils dilated and my breath was sharp. I was alive. Even beneath the suppressive canopy of New York City’s sky rises, I felt a giant next to these concrete gods.One of the Bulldozer's thugs flung himself into the alleyway in front of us. He held - A KNIFE. We stayed our pace. Channel 2.5 News’s helicopter flew above with a spotlight on us. Showtime. We closed the gap and -"Kablam!" I yelled as Hero Man punched the thug across the face. The strike was stunning. Perfect torso rotation...
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