The Great Mr. Chibi
07-14-2005, 05:04 AM
Posting this is sort of a tradition I have when I join new forums. Enjoy the story!
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Blue rocked back and forth, his shell clinking against the glass walls that imprisoned us in this hell. All of the others had been taken away years ago, eaten, snack food for a race of giants. Only four of us remain. Looking at Blue, I can’t blame him- I would have broken down, too. But I have a stronger shell than most.
Poor, poor Blue.
“Do you have to do that?!” Red yelled at the reclusive candy. Blue clinked back in reply.
“Oh, lay off him, Red. He can’t hear you, anyway,” a slightly rotund M&M named Orange called from behind me. “Sometimes I envy the poor bastard,” he added softly under his breath.
Red didn’t answer. Blue clinked. I sighed.
“Listen, you guys! Being antisocial isn’t going to get us out of here!” I said, trying in vain to raise the spirits in the chamber.
“Nothing will free us anyway, so shut up, Yellow. The box is locked. There’s absolutely no way we could ever get out of here,” Red retorted, almost mockingly. I had to submit to his argument. We had all seen the Lock. And we all knew that we were, indeed, trapped forever. Blue clinked. Red looked over his shoulder menacingly at Blue. Ever since Blue had… gone that way, Red had begun to be agitated. I think he and Blue were friends once, but I’m not sure. It’s been so long since we’ve been in here.
I turned from Red, and sat down with Orange. We had become close companions since the rest left- the Rapture, we called it. There wasn’t much could do in the glass cage, but somehow we managed to keep sane. Most of the thing we did were simple mind games, but those were becoming increasingly used up. Blue clinked.
“Word?” I asked.
“How about… apricot,” he replied.
“Tipsy.”
“Young.”
“Graft.”
“Truncated.”
“Dilemma”
“Assimilate.”
“Explode.”
“Entropy.”
“Yell.”
“Lemon.”
Blue clinked.
“Nefarious.”
“Symmetry.”
“Shut up!” Red yelled at us.
Blue clinked.
“You too!”
Blue clinked.
“I SAID BE QUIET!!”
Blue clinked.
Red turned to Blue, then leapt on him, his fist flailing. Each punch was like a sledgehammer, pounding away at Blue’s shell. Orange and I stood up, and began to run to Blues aid- but then, Red looked at us, and his eyes were different. Wild. Insane. Feral. We both knew that Blue’s fate was sealed. We could do nothing.
Blue started to shriek like an injured baby. Red kept pounding away. Then Blue’s shell cracked. Red hit harder on every crack. Red began to pry at Blue’s shell. A piece fell at my feet, and I back away from it in disgust. Blue screamed louder, pain cracking his voice. Orange turned away and threw up.
Red ripped one last piece of Blue shell off, then jabbed his hand into the chocolate center and… began to eat it. Blue wasn’t yelling anymore. I wanted to turn away, wanted to run, wanted to hide, wanted to close my eyes and make everything better, but instead I fell to the ground, my eyes wide in horror and wet with tears. Red kept gobbling chunks of Blue up, in between horrid gasps of air.
Then he stopped.
He looked at me.
His eyes seemed back to normal, then widened as he realized just what he had done. He glanced at the hollow form of Blue, streaked with his own fingerprints. Red held his hand in horror, looking at the specks of chocolate on them. Then he clutched them to his head for a moment, his eyes closed, his teeth clenched. He seemed to be holding the horrible truth of his actions inside of himself, not wanting anyone to know. Then he relaxed, and fell into the corner opposite Blue.
“R-Red? You… ok?” I asked, not knowing what I’d get.
Red clinked.
The End.
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Blue rocked back and forth, his shell clinking against the glass walls that imprisoned us in this hell. All of the others had been taken away years ago, eaten, snack food for a race of giants. Only four of us remain. Looking at Blue, I can’t blame him- I would have broken down, too. But I have a stronger shell than most.
Poor, poor Blue.
“Do you have to do that?!” Red yelled at the reclusive candy. Blue clinked back in reply.
“Oh, lay off him, Red. He can’t hear you, anyway,” a slightly rotund M&M named Orange called from behind me. “Sometimes I envy the poor bastard,” he added softly under his breath.
Red didn’t answer. Blue clinked. I sighed.
“Listen, you guys! Being antisocial isn’t going to get us out of here!” I said, trying in vain to raise the spirits in the chamber.
“Nothing will free us anyway, so shut up, Yellow. The box is locked. There’s absolutely no way we could ever get out of here,” Red retorted, almost mockingly. I had to submit to his argument. We had all seen the Lock. And we all knew that we were, indeed, trapped forever. Blue clinked. Red looked over his shoulder menacingly at Blue. Ever since Blue had… gone that way, Red had begun to be agitated. I think he and Blue were friends once, but I’m not sure. It’s been so long since we’ve been in here.
I turned from Red, and sat down with Orange. We had become close companions since the rest left- the Rapture, we called it. There wasn’t much could do in the glass cage, but somehow we managed to keep sane. Most of the thing we did were simple mind games, but those were becoming increasingly used up. Blue clinked.
“Word?” I asked.
“How about… apricot,” he replied.
“Tipsy.”
“Young.”
“Graft.”
“Truncated.”
“Dilemma”
“Assimilate.”
“Explode.”
“Entropy.”
“Yell.”
“Lemon.”
Blue clinked.
“Nefarious.”
“Symmetry.”
“Shut up!” Red yelled at us.
Blue clinked.
“You too!”
Blue clinked.
“I SAID BE QUIET!!”
Blue clinked.
Red turned to Blue, then leapt on him, his fist flailing. Each punch was like a sledgehammer, pounding away at Blue’s shell. Orange and I stood up, and began to run to Blues aid- but then, Red looked at us, and his eyes were different. Wild. Insane. Feral. We both knew that Blue’s fate was sealed. We could do nothing.
Blue started to shriek like an injured baby. Red kept pounding away. Then Blue’s shell cracked. Red hit harder on every crack. Red began to pry at Blue’s shell. A piece fell at my feet, and I back away from it in disgust. Blue screamed louder, pain cracking his voice. Orange turned away and threw up.
Red ripped one last piece of Blue shell off, then jabbed his hand into the chocolate center and… began to eat it. Blue wasn’t yelling anymore. I wanted to turn away, wanted to run, wanted to hide, wanted to close my eyes and make everything better, but instead I fell to the ground, my eyes wide in horror and wet with tears. Red kept gobbling chunks of Blue up, in between horrid gasps of air.
Then he stopped.
He looked at me.
His eyes seemed back to normal, then widened as he realized just what he had done. He glanced at the hollow form of Blue, streaked with his own fingerprints. Red held his hand in horror, looking at the specks of chocolate on them. Then he clutched them to his head for a moment, his eyes closed, his teeth clenched. He seemed to be holding the horrible truth of his actions inside of himself, not wanting anyone to know. Then he relaxed, and fell into the corner opposite Blue.
“R-Red? You… ok?” I asked, not knowing what I’d get.
Red clinked.
The End.