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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 14, 2004 4:32:28 GMT -5
I see that I made a mistake and curse in my mind. He would have found out anyway.
"It is a society in transition to a classless society." I correct him.
I am starting to get frustrated with him again.
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Post by Oogie Boogie on Nov 14, 2004 4:37:00 GMT -5
"Yes!" I said as I started to laugh insanly. "Tha coaward, I'd knew I win! AHAHAHAHAHA!" I yelled out. My voice was heard through the whole ministry.
Shadow Oogie
I laughed as I dipassitated into the black shadowy blob and disappered into the ground.
I laugh as I went back to my office. I chuckled knowing of my victory. I decided to take a trip to the factory and see how development is going. I was in a joyus mood, hoping that I would get someone to torture soon.
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Post by Trotsky on Nov 14, 2004 4:40:18 GMT -5
Trotsky stands back up.
"It was revolution which led to the grand social reforms that Red Infinity bolsters, and it will be revolution that will complete the transition into a classless society. That is, unless, the purges, the destruction of cities, and the torture happen to be reformed out of existance."
He continues to walk forward, still admiring the flowers.
"All of which are symptoms of a desperate ruling class, struggling to hold on to its priveledge, and not that of a benevolent leader, trying to better society."
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Post by Prisma on Nov 14, 2004 4:41:44 GMT -5
I fall to floor and cry again. "His name was Kahn...Kahn please...you promised to come back for me...Please don't let me die here." I gather what soft things I can and make a bed and I lay there will blood coming out of my cell. I was bleeding so much I thought I would die soon. "If this bleeding doesn't stop...I'm in trouble." I get up slowly and take the piece of cloth and shred it to wear I can bandage my wounds. I do and lay back down and stare out the window as I find myself drifting into another sleep. The wounds are still bleeding, I feel them bleeding through. I haven't even been tortured and this was torture in itself, just sitting waiting to die. I think about Lyserg and if he got away and why Lisa didn't shot me when she had the free chance to. All these thoughts put me back into my slumber, blood still running but slowly stopping. 'I will be better in the morning.' I thought as the bleeding stopped. I feel my eyes close and I fall asleep.
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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 14, 2004 4:42:57 GMT -5
"The people don't want revolution. It happened once and made a sweeping change, and now the wheels of history grind slower, but it is still change in the direction of the revolution. Nothing has been halted or turned back. Merely slowed by the real life challenges to building socialism."
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Post by Trotsky on Nov 14, 2004 4:52:08 GMT -5
"But the very essence of socialism is democracy! How can workers participate in the government if they are terrified of them envoking the wrath of Gods upon them?" Trotsky says hotly, and is once again enthralled with Lady Violet.
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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 14, 2004 4:56:58 GMT -5
I try to respond to this.
I stand there for a while trying to come up with a good answer of why there is no democracy.
I push Trotsky back against a palm tree and stare at him coldly.
"Democratization is one of the objectives of the next 5 year program." I say with a vengeance.
I kiss him.
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Post by Trotsky on Nov 14, 2004 5:10:28 GMT -5
Trotsky is once again taken off guard by this sudden outburst, and struggles to keep his balance. He leans forward, returning the kiss, and offering one of his own, struggling to keep on top.
A spark ignites between them, as their kiss is as passionate as their politics. He hasn't had anybody challenge him on this level like this before.
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Post by Meg on Nov 14, 2004 6:48:47 GMT -5
Meg sighed and took a step away from Allen.There were still tears rolling down her face but she quietly walked away from Allen and she walked back to the Ministry of Terror.
When she got inside she walked past the new prisoners cell but when she saw all the blood on the floor she quickly opened the cell and picked Prisma up."Holy..f**k.."She said softly as she checked to see if Prisma was still alive.She checked Prismas' heart beat.It was fine but if she was still awake she would be in a hell of alot of pain.
Meg got out of the cell and ran down the hall towards the torturing chanber.Once she was in there she layed Prisma on the table and she picked up some bandages that were initally to bandage prisoners wounds that were done by a torturer.
She quickly wrapped Prismas' bandages and stopped the bleeding.But if prisma woke up she would still be in pain.So she picked up a shot that wes filled with a pain killer and she poked the little needle under Prismas skin on her arm and she pressed down on the top handle thing and injected all the pain killer into Prisma.
Meg quietly turned around and wiped her head.She realized that she wasnt allowed to do this.So she mentally added one more thing to her mental checklist of laws that she had broken.Meg sighed and waited for Prisma to wake up.
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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 14, 2004 8:04:34 GMT -5
"Would you like to go back now?"
I have work to do and these moments are so awkward at times. It feels like I should say something important but there really isn't anything to say.
There is some equilibrium between right and wrong that needs to be tipped again.
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Post by Trotsky on Nov 14, 2004 8:07:45 GMT -5
Trotsky leans back, giving them a space cushion.
"That might be best."
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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 14, 2004 8:10:05 GMT -5
"Good, well back we go!" I say in this strangely chipper voice. I teleport Trotsky back to his room and move to stand in the corner.
I feel out of place with him. And standing in the corner I feel like a piece of ugly furniture that was shoved there with the hope that no one would see it since it clashes with everything in the room.
"So then..."
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Post by Trotsky on Nov 14, 2004 8:14:44 GMT -5
Trotsky sits on his bed, hands resting on his knees, and isn't quite sure how to respond.
"Perhaps we should... Reconsider, some things... I do not wish to put you in any more of an awkward position than you are currently in."
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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 14, 2004 8:17:40 GMT -5
"Reconsideration is good." I move from the corner and sit beside him.
"I've been slacking at work. It is nice having you around the house. It challenges me. Things get so boring and you understand my politics better than most party members now."
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Post by Trotsky on Nov 14, 2004 8:22:21 GMT -5
"I apologize for making your life more difficult, yet I'm glad that you do get something out of me being around." He says, cooly.
"I enjoy talking with you as well, Violet, you are very charismatic, and leave me at a loss for words at times. A very difficult feat, might I add."
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