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nightmares and fantasies part 1
When all the rubble of the ages passes the world will live in peace. All the world will have enough consideration that we will all be searching for a way to help the earth. Some ways are really interesting, like some people have introduced new ways to produce electricity, and some people have even introduced ways to kill world hunger. We build the structures to be less space consuming, but we still have our valuables, for the ages to revel upon. Some of these relics, though, are quite pretty, and since money is not existent nowadays, there is no way to claim these items.
No legal way that is.
A silhouette dances from rooftop to rooftop on the Paris skyline, with a delicacy of a flower, and the lethality of a lion. It is aimed for the kill. It leaps at the windowed structure and lands in a way to not even crack its clear bricks. The glass screams only slightly to the razor, cutting a hole, big enough for this beast to climb in through.
The shades body is covered, head to toe, with wool, nylon, poly mix material, all black, and its waist, covered by a bulbous, lime green belt, with a tool to get out of almost any sticky situation. Its eyes were covered by lime green welding goggles with green glass. Yes, they did, indeed, love green.
They stalked the hall ways of the building, searching for its prey, its kill must be done quickly and smoothly, or they would be finished. They were completely paranoid. Its biggest hit was tonight. They even almost knocked out a statue of Napoleon Bonaparte. Who would think, Rubber Ducky, of all thieves, would be stealing anything from the Louvre.
It is there, they must grab it, must have it.
SNATCH!! Its now theirs, and no one can steal it, for it is its, he already stole it, and it would just be impossible to steal from Ducky, its fortress is hidden in either Costa Rica, a Hawaiian island, a island off of new Zealand, or in new jersey, the government of the world just cant figure it out, too much confusion on who, what where, and just about everything about this Rubber Ducky, all except its name, which only slipped out due to rumor and that this entity was stealing numerous priceless artifacts and that there was no link between them.
His hunt is over, now time for the escape. Wait, no sirens, something’s wrong, usually the police show, and they’re usually having trouble climbing the stairs by now.
“Monsieur, Svp Halte!â€
It’s them, the French SWAT, he ducks and hides, and slips quietly from exhibit to exhibit, ready to stun any guard who gets too close, but too close all are.
They say, in they’re thick French accents “Sir, we can see you, please drop the weapon!â€
Naturally, he doesn’t want to give up the painting, so he swings into attack with his electronic weapon out to attack, and he pounces at them, and with a shout he gets hit with a bean bag from the back of his head, sending him into a comatose state.
Its funny, comatose dreams are explained as, at least in some occasions, being even more than dreams. Some people explain them as going through the phases of dying. Some explain going to heaven, and seeing god, and that everything is good. Some explain seeing hell, and it’s the worst thing they’ve ever seen. This story is going that way.
A man, with curly, multicolored, long hair, tanned Caucasian skin, furryish body, brown small beard and sideburns, lightly muscular, and 6’ 2â€, naked except for his famous green wielding goggles, wakes up from being face side asleep on the road. He looks around, and realizes that he is no longer in the French museum. He is now in the middle of the road of a city, very similar to a stereotypical 1990 New York, Except that the sky is red, and these beings just don’t look at all human, all for they’re own reasons, although, they all have suits that fit them (even the creature that looks like a purple giant ape with parrots for eyebrows.) He then got up, and started walking around. He tried to get someone into telling him where he was and all he got out of anyone he asked was “LATE.†This was going to be a very, strenuously, long day, or whatever it was counted as down here. He looked up at all the tall buildings and saw that one was taller, much taller than the rest. It was black with glowing red windows, and it had many spikes protruding. At the top of the buildings he made out the letters H.E.L.L., and he thought “These business people are cracking me up more and more everyday, first video games during breaks, then Hawaiian shirt everyday, and now this? This company has to be hilarious.â
So he enters the building, unnoticed by the locals, seeing as they have numerous other things on they’re mind. He walks up to the receptionist, which just so happens to be a cute, blonde, slender woman with her hair in a bun, and her business outfit (business coat, nice, red, formal shirt, short, black skirt, long, black, leather boots with high heels) was matching the colors of the building, which just so matched to interior as well (Black everywhere, with neon red lights lighting the corners.)
“Excuse me, miss, I seem to be quite…â€
“Oh, so you’re the new arrival.â€
“Excuse me?â€
“He’ll see you immediately, just take the elevator to the thirteenth floor; he’s been anticipating your arrival for a very long whileâ€
“OK, does he have clothes I could use?â€
“He’ll give you a whole lot more than clothes, Mr. Duckâ€
He gets into the elevator, and looks at the control panel. On the panel there in only one button, the thirteenth floor, and no visual access to what floor it’s hitting. He press’s the button and the doors shut abruptly. Just as abrupt, it opens, to reveal a library of books, and at the other end is a calmly kept desk, with a chain facing opposite to Ducky, keeping the man in the chairs identity a mystery.
“Come in Rubber Ducky, We have a lot to talk of, let’s start with your attireâ€
Skin tight, black shorts appear on his torso, as if they’ve always been there.
“Now, as for the formalities,â€
A slender Caucasian walks out from behind the desk. He wears a red zoot-suit with a black tie, his height is unknown from such a distance, his face covered by
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