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WCE (Worst Conspiracy Ever): A Creative Piece
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Ochre
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when he said sniper i thought it was going to be lloyd,
this is a depressing chapter, jack darling better come in and be the almighty hero that he is
this is a depressing chapter, jack darling better come in and be the almighty hero that he is
Jako Darling
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Thought there may have been a JFK style assasination.
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Aaaaaaaaaand sure Beau Waters is going to make an appearance !
This has got everything. It may be the perfect story. An infinite number of monkeys wouldn't even get close to a story this.
Carbine Chaos
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The trick is to only have one monkey writing it.
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Expect Jack to be in this shortly. Not sure how big his role will be.
Not as big as Swift's.
You've got to have Tom Swift on his Motorcycle.
Lost my shit at this line.
Surely you have reconsidered the role of Swift in the story now?
Carbine Chaos
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He may need to be interchang'd.
Shouldn't detract from the story.EDIT: Stuff it. Times like these are when we need the most laughter. Swift's role shall continue.
EagleCanival
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almost done yet thorny?
The_Reaper
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Swift will use his medical skills to save Schoey.
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Just went on a reflective walk to collect myself. Should be up within the hour.
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“Stay here. I’ll see if the west coast is clear.”
Shuey ducked down behind the bushes in his front yard and did his best Josh Kennedy impersonation towards the living room window. His brain had been running at a million miles since Schoey’s shooting; who had pulled the trigger, and how was Will connected? Chelsea had so far proven useless; she was unwilling to share anything, probably scared of the repercussions. She didn’t want to end up like Koby or Will…and Shuey couldn’t blame her.
On the underside of the window, Shuey found a small note from Scooter. “Shue – Darcy didn’t find nothin’. Taking him to the club to sort through some shit. Bring back some chicken. Peace.”
Shuey grinned and pocketed the note. It was refreshing that even in these dire circumstances, Scooter could keep his appetite. His smile faded, however, as he realised Scooter hadn’t yet been shot at. It had a way of changing people. Just ask Harry O'Brien.
“Come on…quickly!”
He waved at Chelsea to follow, and in an instant she was at his side. “Your house!? Are you crazy?! This will be the first place they look!”
“They? Who is they?”
Chelsea’s eyes darted around in uncertainty. “Well…whoever shot at us, shue-pid. Can we at least go inside?”
“Not yet…wait…”
Shuey’s plea was instantly met with the sound of crunching boots on the gravel path leading up to the front door. Chelsea squealed with fear and grabbed onto Luke’s collar; not something he fully minded; but he remained calm. His plan was going into overdrive.
A loud and commanding voice shot out through the night. “King Protection Agency: Long Live the King.”
Shuey unducked from the ground and walked to his friend Jack Darling, who refused to beam back. He wasn’t one for pleasantries; and while his private bouncing work made him some well-earned cash on the side of his football, he hated giving up his nightly Northbridge timeslot for anybody. Anybody.
“Jack…thank Rojo you’re here.”
Darling, as per usual, split the conversation apart like a pack and got straight to the point. “I’ll stay out the front. You two get inside…lock the house…you’ll be fine til morning.”
Shuey smiled, eager to get inside and out of the open yard. “You’re a legend, Darls.”
Darling groaned. How hard could it be? “It’s ‘The King’.”
Looking at the yard, Chelsea raised her eyebrows in concern. “Will you be OK out here by yourself?”
“I’ve got my cover. And my guns. Trust me; nobody is getting past me tonight.”
With that, Darling turned around and began constructing his tent to bunker down in on the front lawn. Shuey quickly hurried Chelsea inside, and the two collapsed in the hallway, thoroughly exhausted from the night’s events.
Shuey turned to her, concerned. “Now that we’re safe, can you tell me…”
“…I’m tired, Luke. Can we do this in the morning?”
Chelsea hurriedly pulled herself off the floor and headed in the direction of Koby’s bedroom; she had clearly been there before. Shuey looked at her with a sense of bewilderment. She had just been shot at; yet she was no closer to revealing the truth about herself and Koby. Still; with the King out front, nothing was going to happen to her. There could be no harm in waiting til dawn.
“Sure…and Chelsea?”
The girl turned to face Luke, an impatient look on her face. “What?”
“I’m glad you’re OK.”
With a grunt, she slammed the bedroom door behind her. Walking to the bed she knew all to well, she couldn’t help but allow a little grin to come over her face. There was something about that number 13 that just made her feel that everything was going to be OK.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Shuey ducked down behind the bushes in his front yard and did his best Josh Kennedy impersonation towards the living room window. His brain had been running at a million miles since Schoey’s shooting; who had pulled the trigger, and how was Will connected? Chelsea had so far proven useless; she was unwilling to share anything, probably scared of the repercussions. She didn’t want to end up like Koby or Will…and Shuey couldn’t blame her.
On the underside of the window, Shuey found a small note from Scooter. “Shue – Darcy didn’t find nothin’. Taking him to the club to sort through some shit. Bring back some chicken. Peace.”
Shuey grinned and pocketed the note. It was refreshing that even in these dire circumstances, Scooter could keep his appetite. His smile faded, however, as he realised Scooter hadn’t yet been shot at. It had a way of changing people. Just ask Harry O'Brien.
“Come on…quickly!”
He waved at Chelsea to follow, and in an instant she was at his side. “Your house!? Are you crazy?! This will be the first place they look!”
“They? Who is they?”
Chelsea’s eyes darted around in uncertainty. “Well…whoever shot at us, shue-pid. Can we at least go inside?”
“Not yet…wait…”
Shuey’s plea was instantly met with the sound of crunching boots on the gravel path leading up to the front door. Chelsea squealed with fear and grabbed onto Luke’s collar; not something he fully minded; but he remained calm. His plan was going into overdrive.
A loud and commanding voice shot out through the night. “King Protection Agency: Long Live the King.”
Shuey unducked from the ground and walked to his friend Jack Darling, who refused to beam back. He wasn’t one for pleasantries; and while his private bouncing work made him some well-earned cash on the side of his football, he hated giving up his nightly Northbridge timeslot for anybody. Anybody.
“Jack…thank Rojo you’re here.”
Darling, as per usual, split the conversation apart like a pack and got straight to the point. “I’ll stay out the front. You two get inside…lock the house…you’ll be fine til morning.”
Shuey smiled, eager to get inside and out of the open yard. “You’re a legend, Darls.”
Darling groaned. How hard could it be? “It’s ‘The King’.”
Looking at the yard, Chelsea raised her eyebrows in concern. “Will you be OK out here by yourself?”
“I’ve got my cover. And my guns. Trust me; nobody is getting past me tonight.”
With that, Darling turned around and began constructing his tent to bunker down in on the front lawn. Shuey quickly hurried Chelsea inside, and the two collapsed in the hallway, thoroughly exhausted from the night’s events.
Shuey turned to her, concerned. “Now that we’re safe, can you tell me…”
“…I’m tired, Luke. Can we do this in the morning?”
Chelsea hurriedly pulled herself off the floor and headed in the direction of Koby’s bedroom; she had clearly been there before. Shuey looked at her with a sense of bewilderment. She had just been shot at; yet she was no closer to revealing the truth about herself and Koby. Still; with the King out front, nothing was going to happen to her. There could be no harm in waiting til dawn.
“Sure…and Chelsea?”
The girl turned to face Luke, an impatient look on her face. “What?”
“I’m glad you’re OK.”
With a grunt, she slammed the bedroom door behind her. Walking to the bed she knew all to well, she couldn’t help but allow a little grin to come over her face. There was something about that number 13 that just made her feel that everything was going to be OK.
TO BE CONTINUED…
EagleCanival
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“Shue – Darcy didn’t find nothin’. Taking him to the club to sort through some shit. Bring back some chicken. Peace.” Gotta love Scoots
i have a small suspicion that he has to do with it
Another great one Thorne keep up the top work
i have a small suspicion that he has to do with it
Another great one Thorne keep up the top work
Beware Chelsea, The King means business when he brings the tent along.
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EagleCanival
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i live in VIC is Darls actually a bouncer?
More of a tumbler.
The_Reaper
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Yeah.
He works at Air Nightclub.
Ninja flipped over some Maori bloke the other day.
EagleCanival
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must be an honour to get tossed by the king himself
Carbine Chaos
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Ask the girl in the tent.
Does he actually? I havn't seen him there. And i would of thought bouncing isn't really something that the club would encourage. Opens themselves up to having incidents/tussles.