The Forced Revolution

[Cephrien]

Hours later, The demon opened his eyes... his body still bloodied and beaten on the crumbled pavement. As always.. noone attempted to help him....Ceph didn't have many friends..
He stood up, but immediately dropped to his knees. He couldn't believe that he lost......to an Angel..!
The demon curled his hands into fists and screamed out into the sky with anger and hatred.
He punched the ground before standing up and teleporting back to the Ministry.. Ceph wasn't going to bother anyone.... no..... since noone cared...
He walked into his quiet room and collapsed onto his bed... There was a large bruise on his chest.. where the angel obviously shattered all of his ribs.. and there were a few gashes and rips, because of all the Holy Energy the man had been using...
But did anyone care..? ...Nope.... noone gave a d**n about Ceph... the DEMON.

[Joukahainen]

"I will be right back." I say, leaving the room. I walk back to her room, and grab Meekers, then walk back into the recovery room and hand the kitty to her.

"I'm sure Meekers was worried sick about you." The kitty curls up in Iris's lap and meows in a 'what happened to you?' tone of voice.

[TheWyrm]

I come out holding a prototype flyer for the rest of the anarchists to see.

"Hey the flyer's done! Hey, where's Zinn..?" I look around, and it seems like this road trip is already becoming pretty popular.

[Ezra Weil]

Ezra picks at the lock with the bone fragment. It takes a while, but eventually he succeeds and the door to his cell unlocks.

He quickly flees his cell and keeps to the shadows of the dungeon level of the castle. He can pick out fragments of similar memories at the Ministry of Terror.

Because he is very thin and dressed in all black, he can easily keep against the shadowy walls and slip past demon guards unseen. He does this with a strange satisfaction that although he is not passionate, strong, genius, or creative he has a niche in this world.

He continues his escape, but has no idea where he is or where he is going. All of this is like waking up to a hellish nightmare realizing that you are impaired by a mind that maintains only half its memories.

[Iris Faust]

Iris turns her head away from him, she laid a hand on the kitten's head and left it motionless. The cat didn't like it and moved his head from underneath her hand and it fell to her lap. A tear slowly fell from her eye and ran down her cheek.

She turned her head more, she didn't want Youki to see her like this, she felt broken in two like something so meaningful had been taken away from her. Something meaniful was taken away from her, the right to call herself human. She was know offically stuck in the Ministry, and not entirely human.

Iris layed there motionless as the cat stared at her, and she kept her head turned away.

[Peter "The Owl"]

Peter looks up from his tea and waves back to Lena. "Morning. I've just been working on that book that I got the other day. It's in latin so it's taking a little time to read through it.

[Hoshi]

I finally catch up to Cephrien and find him on the ground and hurt.

"Oh no! Cephrien!!"

I run to his side and start to heal him.

[Fenitchka]

I heard that Iris was taken away last night to have surgery. I know that I should not visit her, so I send her a card and some homemade oatmeal cookies.

The card simply says get well soon, and the oatmeal cookies turned out a little too hard. I have a staff member bring them to her.


I hope she doesn't mind.

[Krupskaya]

"What happened to it!" I look everywhere for the Red Beast. I am so disorganized! I would loose my head if it wasn't stuck on my neck.

"Oh well, it is just a book."

[Ruusu]

I return to the Ministry of Defense and sit outside in my dragon form. I haven't done a lot lately, but I can protect the Ministry and Huey from intruders. I curl up into a ball and bask in the sun. The sunlight makes my pink scales shine all the brighter.

[Lolita]

I flutter around Capital City looking for people who I can attack. Finding no one, I consider other things I could do. Maybe I could join the feminists as a spy. I could report to Red Infinity what they are up to and if they plan to do anything against the goverment.

I teleport to the Virgin Islands and start looking for the feminist base.

[Dariya Pisarev]

It's raining. I like the rain. I like how the rain seeps through the walls of our gray house and collects on the floor in puddles. It's so dreary and gray I would like to imgine that it is the end of the world. Maybe the rain will never let up. The moisture will cause an outbreak of human devouring fungus.

We will be coughing up spores and wading through waist deep water. It will be like the story of Noah's arc but without the arc and without God. And there certainly won't be any covenants and rainbows.

The world as we know it will be submerged.

Yes, this is the end of the world.

Bring it on rain. Rain Rain Rain. Flood the Earth, we've already drown ourselves in lies. Make our death official.

I take out my notebook and write another anti-poetic poem. One way to vent your hatred about poetry is to actually write really bad poetry.


when riding my bicycle i saw that migratory owls came south for the winter to roost in my fire engine.

the man killed in the colision had no idea diet pills cause leprosy in having your dog neutered.

i painted it black to match the stain on the kitchen table

barf

i vomited on your muse

she has been living in the love canal mutating off of ancient ruins of hazardous waste. speaking of which i have been reading your poetry

i wanted to tell you that fakes die like eveyrone else and that you had better take the pony express to washington state to get the message that no one cares faster than a microwave oven on sale at Sears.

[Nova Kollontai]

I return to the anarchist house with some money from teaching. It isn't much but something to pitch in for the road trip, since I am sure that we will need food and gas money.

"Hey, I'm back. I'm really excited about this road trip idea. I did some teaching and brought back some money to contribute to the trip."

I put a jar full of cash on the table. It isn't much, just some money I saved and some I just earned.

[Cephrien]

((Actually he was in his room.. but okay..))
Ceph groaned in pain as he weakly opened his eyes. He stared up at his partner and closed them both again. "...Hoshi....Sorry...." He whispered.

[Hoshi]

"What happened to you Cephrien. I'm sorry, I should have been there with you, but I lost track of where you went off to."