Blowing Up Cactuses

that's the unnoficial title, caus I had to save it as SOMETHING

Chapter the First – Luke
I sometimes wonder what I would look like to someone outside our unit. In turn, I wonder what the whole corporation would look like to a Perfect. We would probably look like something else entirely, with our scars and burns, our mismatched, dirty clothing and lethal, innovative weapons. I know what we look like to the government, though: dangerous, wanted, to be destroyed. I can tell one thing, though. Our unit is all we have in life.

Unit 57 is the head of Mission and Retrieval. It is a unit of 45 members and rising, yet we are not the largest. Unit 23, Experimental Chemical Testing has 114 permanent members, yet they hold the most non-mission related deaths. Their toll is about 20 members a month. They even had to create a sub-unit to find Perfects for their testing. If a tester Perfect is lucky, they can even become a permanent. They usually die before then, though.
57 is a medium sized unit of all-permanents. Aero (23587) and I (50310) are head, so we oversee departures, imports, exports, and basic financing and weapons our unit receives. We also trade off as a head-of-mission. Aero is the head-of-mission next. We received a summons not too long ago from Chief San (18593), saying she was sending a mission to Kansas for materials and whatever clothing the mission can salvage. Both were running low. She also set up a hearing, for 23’s sub-unit recruited 10 Perfects that needed to be approved. As one of the chairs to the hearings, I was to attend.

My name is Luke, and my number is 50310. I respond better to the latter. Aero has been at my side since junior year, and he is the reason we’re both inside the corporation. We are a unit inside our unit, as I heard someone say once. That someone was killed later by his own weapon. I have been in the corporation since almost the beginning, so I am one of the most damaged. My left side is badly burned, but healed and my body up to my neck is a crisscross of scars. I have all my limbs, joints, and organs. I am very, very lucky. My eyes are chemically a whitish-blue, because back then, the Testing unit didn’t have their own subjects to experiment on. Also, my hair has been dyed orange.

This is obviously unfinished, but as this is a preview, I thought it was okay

Luke:


Aero:

Secret Societies

I'm going to write a book. I guess it will be a short story, but it's still a book. You still read it.

I haven't started it as of now [11:30 at night] but I hope to get it going soon. It's about this guy who gets involved in this society his friend brought him to - super secret and super dangerous. The society meets in an abandoned ice hockey rink, and from there they orginize missions to steal time-bombs from the government (and when that fails, make their own) and to breed coyotes. Why coyotes? You'll see.

After the society has enough time-bombs and coyotes to start a demolition mission, they load up their trucks and move out to the desert: where the cactuses are.

They work as fast as they can. But setting up one bomb can take time and can be very dangerous. Even more so when the government shows up. For reasons the society does not yet understand, the cactuses are dangerous, and the government is trying to save them. As the society gets larger all the time, specially trained people are working on finding the reason behind the intense government involvement. Luckily, countering the government has been relatively simple - strap a bomb to a coyote and set it loose.

There is so much more to the story then explianed here - for even though this is a short story, coming up with so much detail and plot has been easier than it ever has been. Yet though the story seems light-hearted and silly, there are dark twists and secrets to be revealed. I will put the first chapter or so up when I finish it.

Untill then, let your imagination run with this crazy story of exploding cactuses and confused bombs on four legs.

exploding 5H03
-Mirikitani

Castle Park

What happened?
Every Friday, every Saturday we were there. We played games like Capture the Flag, Kick the Can and Wall Ball. What do we do now?

pff nothing
we barely even go. Maybe it's because of the season. Winter is cold, winter is rainy, winter is dark. Maybe once summer comes, we'll be back to going reguraly and playing our games.

Or maybe not. Things are different now - We're at different high schools, we have busy scedules, we go to Yogurtland, and even different people come. But even though our scedules, we found time to go last year.

I don't know about you guys, but Castle Park has always been the highlight of my week. Every week, I call around and figure out who's going. If there is space problems, I make it work.

Remember that one joke? Yeah about the thing and they did that one...yeah. That was funny. Guess where that came from? Do I even have to say it?


Well, my final point is, that I miss going with everybody. I know things come up, I know you get sick, but most of the time it's just "I don't want to go." This summer, we should try to go more and try to orginize our epic games again, because it really is fun.

Screw This

5H03
-Mirikitani


This post is brought to you by the Cullen boys. Thank god they don't make them like that anymore.