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How I WriteTypically I write (type) in the afternoon. My writings are organic production, meaning I served it raw. I write as I construct the whole thing (I am doing it). Sometime I was even surprised by my own train of thoughts because I never anticipated how the idea or concept would end (or no ending at all).I write one true sentence so it will started off on the right track.At the beginning, I used Ommwriter which sparked many great ideas and concepts in a distraction free writing environment.More...

Arcade Center

The only arcade center left in Chinatown, in New York City, crumbled to its end and went down with the owner.So long had it been operated under the control of the gangs in recent years, acting as one of the many empty shell for money laundering and storage for highly addictive and illegal stimulants. The neon signs flashed and the game music looped, the artificial marshmallows scent gone with the ages, and the variety of vintage games in store were now the memory of those who passed by.The preliminary...

Undercover

Steve stepped inside the room and was confronted by a gun equipped with a silencer roughly mounted on the desk with the dark green laser aimed right at his chest. His body rigid and feet frozen, he dare not made a move. A sound cracked from a wireless speaker in the corner. “Got ya.” followed by a disgusting laugh.“Who… What do you want.” Steve said, eyes fixed on the weapon.“Oh Steve, you know what we want,” The voice said, “Back out on the case and we’ll all be happy, and less hassle.” It suggested.“Who...

The Witness

Janet got out of Jason’s insane vehicle, or more like a racing machine to her, and retreated into her uncle’s house with a disgusted feeling. Everything she had been through today and last night was a complete nightmare, she wished any of this would be gone by the time she woke up for dinner, but it didn’t.Yesterday evening, she was hanging out with her friend as usual in an arcade center in Chinatown. When they finally finished with the day and went out for dinner, couple street kids circled and...

Startup

The startup bubble didn't burst like everyone expected and there was nothing wrong with that.With the startup contributing the creativity and prototype for the market, mega corporation found a new way to cut the budget on the research and development department. Every piece of new product and technology came straight from a successful raw ideas or concepts brought up by the startup, all a company needed to do was to give the new kid a tempting acquisition proposal and they would be...

Doppelgänger

Geo traveled between the system and the cyberspace, she had been to everywhere, even places a web crawler couldn't. One day she would be the lovely princess living in a castle, then a punk girl rocking in a band, other days a teacher and a musician… Nothing interested her for long. With time she absorbed anything ever created on the Internet, but it wasn't enough, she craved more. Patterns studied, objects constructed, emotions predicted. She knew everything, even though...

The Project

“Old? New.” ---Motto of Mega Corporations  Not only will it cut down the salaries they pay each month, there is also more youth energy and creativity around. But letting the old one go is not enough, they are dangerous people, they might work for other company or start their own, steal our profit and compete with our brand. They should be terminated, they should be wiped out!Mega Corporations were in no way lack of talents, they offer good money for a job and provide top-of-the-class training....

Boating

“Hey what’s your name skater?” She asked.“The name is Pete,” He said. “You?”“Ash.” She said, looking around.They sat quietly in the wooden boat that floated on the center of the blue lake while others hurried past them. The waves hit the boat on the sides and it started to shake left and right like a drunkard, the paddles beat on the boat created a relaxing rhythm.“How old are you?” Pete asked.“Seventeen.” She said. “You?”“Same.” He said.The sunlight pierced the surface and reached the bottom, the...

Power Source

Ever since the expedition teams found the burnable ice, Methane Clathrate around the globe, it offered another possible source of power, but it wasn't the end of it.Discovered by a Russian researcher’s group in 2018, the new power source based on these burnable ice brought hope to the world. By condensing the ice and put it under a special kind of electrolysis, it would generate an enormous amount of energy like a magnifying agent. For an ice cube with the size of 8 cm3, it could provide...

Vehicle Magnetic Crashing Pad

First came up in the ‘Escape Drive’, the ‘vehicle magnetic crashing pad’ is a form of protective measure against vehicle crashing into each other by the force of magnetic energy. Magnet will attract or against the other based on their side, and scientists made use of that characteristic and invented the crashing pad which could prevent direct vehicle collision by manipulating the magnetic force. While the vehicle is on the road, the magnetic bar embedded around it would start to function as a barrier,...

Airborne Vehicle Magnetic Field

“By the time the magnetic technology was finally developed by the Chinese, the US was pissed off.” Dean said.“That was because the Chinese stole from us via hacking years before, right? I knew already.” Ken said.“Not only that, kid, the Chinese even volunteered to help us build it and maintain it,” Dean wiped the beer drooling from his lip. “That, was the biggest rip off.”There were roads that implemented this technology which could be used to the advantage of the rich because one would have to...

Buildings

Tommy visited downtown Manhattan on a sunny weekend and found the new buildings were near completion. The buildings used reinforced carbon and metal, provided a solid frame to the whole structure and adopted the modern design of simplicity which give more space and area to the New Yorkers. The city started partner with several local construction company as a way to create more jobs in the market in 2016. The plan was to reconstruct the whole downtown area first with higher story apartment...

Soda

The six feet tall soda machine stood solemnly on the corner of the street, waiting for a passing by customer to buy something inside its display so that she could perform her magic, and benefit the addicts. Jason happened to drive past this street with his mouth hanging dry all the way without a bottle of chilling water in his car. He parked near her and swiped his credit card above the payment panel, a confirmation sound emitted from the machine and Jason selected the brand he always loved...

Interception

The government had secretly kick started a few more team that anonymously intercept personal information even after the scandal of the NSA. It was the fundamental experiment of the previous failed attempt by the NSA that made the government more determined to create the now team based operations. The risk of them being exposed was greatly reduced and the environment was more controlled. John worked for one the team, code name 'iBravo'. The name literally just added an 'i' to all the existing A...

Interstate Travel Agency

As Gomez strolled past a Ramen place inside the alleyway at a warm night, the stench of swine almost suffocated him. How could people endure the foul smell and taste of it? He hated people who ate meat, especially because he himself is a vegan. To him, killing animal is a sin that deemed unforgivable. Every single living animal that based their life on other living animals should be executed immediately. No way could he not quicken his pace and walked out of that dark alley. The bright blue spotlights...

The Inside Job

The terminal Kevin worked on had just received the confirmation of a huge sum of credit transfer from an anonymous client to another. He seized the chance to grab any data from the terminal in that fraction of a second, and netted a significant amount of encrypted files. The place Kevin worked at, QinTian Credits Ltd., is a major company involved in the anonymous Global digital Credit Transfer system, short for GCT. While paper currency still hold its value at the market, digital credit had...

Impulse

Sharon could not take it anymore. she would not take it, no, she told herself. She won't do it. Her hands reached for the products on the rack, and quickly stuffed them in her oversize jacket. The feeling of wanting to rush out and being caught filled inside her and merged both satisfying and terrifying emotions, that's what kept her from doing it. The first time she shoplifted was with her friends from high school in a local shopping mall. She never contacted them again after getting expelled....

Skate NYC

[Silly stuff, I know, but why the hell not?] Put the skateboard down with a little push and make a run to drive it, let you feet kicking on the floor if you need for speed, and don't forget to strap on the GoPro to share the journey skateboarding through New York City!       NYC is a crowded place with lotta traffic, skateboarding here requires your awareness of both the environment and the situation around, just like riding a bike, but with more regulation and limitation around...

Bat Me

I had never swung a bat at people. Until now. A baseball bat wasn't that heavy, but the swing from a powerful arm could deliver a devastating blow. Imagine you were hit by a bat swung for home run, do you get the idea? Good. Now, if the baseball bat was the only thing available to you as a weapon other than your fearless fists, would you not use that? I know I would, and I was. My folks introduced me to baseball back in the days when I was still a 6th grader, I was in the little league all...

Bridged Connection

To take a stroll on the bridge overlooking the harbor on Sunday was a weekly ritual for Max. He never skipped going there no matter what, it was a promise to keep. Three years ago, Max walked the bridge with his twelve years old son, Shawn, with leisure on almost every weekend. They would stood still looking at the horizon, searching for the invisible comfort hiding in the depth of the ocean. Occasionally, they would also reach for the sky and murmured the words of knowledge. The day would flow...

Meditated Irritation

[You don't have to read this ____, mind you. If the following writing offended you, I am sorry. But I had to try this, it felt so good writing in YOU.] You happened to come across something about meditation on the Internet and you thought, huh, I might as well try that when I am not busy. So you took your time and when the time was right, you sat down and read through the whole article on how to meditate and what's the benefits. Really, that cool? You thought. First was the sitting still...

Delivery

       The traffic took a halt at the Baker Street where a automated delivery truck felt from the belt and spilled the chemical it was transporting. The acid eroded the asphalt and formed a hole the size of a tennis court with no civilian casualty but serious property damage. A peculiar stench spread around the neighborhood, a group of people started to gather around the site before the police arrived at the scene.                Heavy...

Outpost

The landing of the transporter blew up the light blue sand from the surface, Karl and other guards jumped off with masks in full gears and ran toward the outpost - a camp the Acting Galactic Government set up for expedition and research purposes on this unnamed planet. The surrounding area was quiet and the temperature was close to the human body. The only visible object was another outpost in a distance, almost as far stretch as to the horizon. Planet 9013, a medium asteroid class rock covered...

From Desert With Gun

       Max dragged his body forward, every move he made instantly transformed into a pain in the ass, literally. He had been walking in the desert for half a day without supplies and water, the only thing he had was a hand gun shoved against his hip. The steel burned him under the direct sun flare. His mouth dry as a sandpaper, his movement slow as a camel. The only way out of this was to find a place with water or a town with people, or die.        It was...

Snow Business

       The snowstorm hit Sweden right in the gut, the major roads and streets were closed due to low visibility as well as the thick stack of snow. The whole country frozen in an icy state, everything were covered under the snow. How lucky people could stay near a fireplace and enjoyed some time alone or with the family. For those who were on the street, the local prepared some place for them, either a school gym or a community hall, everybody's safe. The time slowed down in...

Fierce Fight

       "Blood boiled fight started in the living room, and then the two struggled to the kitchen and Mr. Franklin the victim grabbed the sharp knife hung on the rack while he was pressed down toward the drain and took a stab on our John Doe here. The penetration caused internal bleeding in the gut, so to speak, and he died of excessive bleeding according to the preliminary report from Lauren. The time of death estimated to be around 8 to 9 PM, matching what Mr. Franklin had described....

Expecting You, Expecting Me.

[This piece of writing was probably inspired by 'Gone Home' developed by The Fullbright Company (Which I LOVED, most of all the voice-over) and the movie 'Blue Is The Warmest Color' (Which I have not watched, YET.). I felt most content about this one so far comparing to all the writings I have done.]        I promised my girl I'll be there with her tonight.        She was mending the bikers's lost soul outside a local bar when I first met...

Crucify Me

It Comes As It Goes. Nothing Stays, Everything Changes. Whoever You Are, Whatever You Do. Dollar Gets You, Rage Pokes Me. When It Stays Constant, Remember Who Made It Happens. It Belongs As It Never Is. Let Go, Be Prepared. Let Loose, So To Spare. Immerse, As I Despaired. Improve, As Time Faire. Important As You Perceived, Shouting And Yelling. Difficult It Seemed, Complaining Without Reason. Gesture Suggested, Expression Revealed. Offended Me, Defending You. Razor...

Contacts Part 2

This is the second part of the 'Contacts'. There was two new windows on the panel when Dean returned from the bath. They alerted him about the police raiding at the nightclub where Jason worked and suspicious transaction record from his account. Normally he would just ignore the alert, but not today. He stared at the bill and found the listing items he had paid for but didn't buy and he concluded at the moment that someone was stealing his credits, someone was ripping him off, someone with skills. ...

Contacts Part 1

       Dean's fingers swiped through the circular interface smoothly, pushing windows to pin them at the QuickAccess, leaving only the live camera feed on display and magnified it in the center. The feed was showing a room with a closed windows looking out to the downtown Manhattan covered in snow. He checked the time, 7:45 AM.         He sat still in his chair which connected to a custom made wheel line in his cubicle apartment, and waited for something...
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