We were told to write a very verbose description of something.
What is it?
It is a staple in plans of some villains, and helps both children and
adults learn. It allows teenagers to cause death to all that cross their
path, but also to make friends far and wide. It is taken for granted
when it works, but people panic when it fails. It has no shape or form,
but is a concept. The only physical form it has is when it is combined
with other technology. It is seen as a highway, and also as a web. What
is it?We were given a list of objects, and were told to use them in a story that takes place in a hotel room.
The Doctor and the Cube Remote
As I walked down the hall, I heard a curious man shouting in my hotel room. He was point a glowing thing at a cube.
“Drop it!” I yelled as I pulled a gun. He looked at me and came towards
me. I didn’t understand what he was doing, so I did the first thing my
dad taught me to do. I pulled the trigger. He fell to the floor, and I
stepped over him. My foot accidently touched the cube, and I was
seemingly transported.
“How hard is it to get freaking sharks with freaking laser beams attached to their freaking heads?!” I found myself yelling.
I was in a movie. Austin Powers to be exact. It was playing when I had
come in. Thinking I was hallucinating, I tried to move. My foot
twitched, and I was suddenly the smartest person in the world.
“Chuck! We need to get that computer chip out of your head!” I
recoiled, and found myself on the floor of my hotel room. The man was
missing, and another was in his place.
“I’M FRIENDLY!” He yelled.
“Wha.... Wha...” I couldn’t get the words out. Where did this orange haired man come from?
“Yes, yes, I’m an alien. Here, hold this, Careful, its a sonic
screwdriver.” I was dumbfounded, but followed when he took off running.
“This cube was supposed to distract me while they planted the bomb.” He
tried to explain.
“A bomb?!”
“Yes. And it did a good job. Where is the emergency switch?”
“Huh?”
“The button. To turn everything off.”
“I don’t think...”
He stopped suddenly. “Give it here!” I handed him the screwdriver, and
he pointed it on a piece of wall that slid open. “Ah-hah! The Master!”
As he finished the man in the room pulled a pen out and shot him with a
laser. I was in shock from the things I’d seen before, so I took a pogo
stick from the corner (I still wonder how it got there) and knocked the
man out, or so I thought. I hit a big red button, and I suddenly saw a
crowbar headed towards my face, and everything went black.
I sat bolt upright in bed, and relaxed. The Doctor Who marathon must have stuck in my head last night.