Stories

Well almost finished Ripple. Nomad is just a baby.

I personally do more gaming systems but I love stories.

Willing to share them in future.

Decided to fuck it all. English is a harsh mistress for its grammar and such and my aspirations for literature are shot. Hell when it comes to
Games out of all the games I have written going to keep working on 5 more. Just 5 more. That's it. Got a story though. It's the first one I wrote.


GO: By Brian Barfield:

Chapter 1: Another Day

The day was without the Sun, due to all the damn clouds, as a one Jack Burrows woke up, in his tiny hotel room. Getting ready to start the day. As he was finishing up on basic needs, he left the motel room and locks it. As he went for the elevator he heard a gun shot and screams. A sound that echoes in his mind. The incident is a reminder of how things really are. More gun shots, and more cursing, as he went to the elevator and went down, soon though the first drop. He was seeing cops and made way for them. As no one screws with the Cops, not anymore, as they were more machine than man. Holding a subject, a young latin woman in their mix, apparently the others were dead and being clean up as he was waiting for his stop at the ground floor. Never like the spooky cops. Though one most note they are paying for their toys, on their salary. Which naturally makes them more irritable, or he could think so on that matter. They stink of oil, their faces sealed in helmets, with creepy red eyes, dark cowl like helmet design and their hands look like metal claws. Never liked the cyber cops. Not to mention one can see the tubing that acts as veins. With the mystery fluid that keeps them alive as their bionic parts are said to case great amounts of pain. The thought is cool, in reality one needs gears in joints and other parts or the body would break. Also the project has risks like blood poison due to metal in the veins.

Apparently her brother and lover got into a fight, boyfriend killed brother,boyfriend got killed by cops. As the elevator finally on the ground, he got outside in us white collar uniform took a mag-lift train. The city was either shiny, or ugly. Depends on what it is. As soon enough he reached his job site. Central Data Bank. To protect from cyber war/crime. Via one's computer of course, there waiting for him, was his father. Marshall of the station, a burly man, could have been a foot ball player, and notes not to have any cyber parts.: "Hello Jack me boy!" Gives him a bear hug. "You know this Sunday we are going to have a family get together, your invited of course." Jack smiles and spoke up."Sure dad, that will be nice."

Soon enough at a desk, for six hours, dealing with random net stuff. Soon enough though, it was done. Time to get off work. First he went to the grocery store, the neighborhood was falling apart. It was a ugly world, like if someone were to take a piss over the whole city. He wishes things could be better, if they ever could, might have a smile.: As he proceeds to go in and looks at all the canned animal meat. His favorite was bear, along with elk eyes. But for now needs milk, which he pays for it. And with that he goes back outside. Waiting on the transits to head home.

As he waits for the ride to get there he checks on his phone. Turns it to the news, as in Texas was the main blunt of Mexico, as the drug lords became rich enough to become honest to God terrorists, the fighting was worse. Good thing he and his father were on the New England grid and not down there. Hates the fault of having to kill people as a job. The sky was cloudy and grey. The city, was grand in scale. But if you were close enough, can see the scum growing on it and the smell of piss.

Remembering his world history as he was in the transit. How in the past the world used to be connected. All of them traveled and did business. It made money available. But too much was getting spent, nations paying off more than their net worth and fighting over resources in wars.. Soon enough he remembers, a new act in play. That the nations shut off connections and focus on themselves. Their own problems, in their own ways. As the natives of certain nations were tired of their companies, their governments giving jobs to foreigners, they rebeled. The blood shed forced the change in the "We Belong"act. Also border wars took a new turn as along the south of the United States, terrorism began to sink tentacles in there.Sure war still occurred and despite lack of influence one could not shut off the world completely. And the strong nations stayed strong. The weaker ones. Stayed weak. However corruption and money made drug dealing a legitimate thing and cue the current war. All the drug money of the Americas will be used for mild uprising in North American soil. He was just glad, not now. It was not helping now. And in that light. Human smuggling is still in business too. Just thank God technology advanced so one could grow food from culture baths. He thought as soon it was his drop, minding the gap as he steps off. All sorts of gang symbols on the stone walls and a forbidden feeling of the night as lights on, ads.. So many damn ads, and for what you do not need. Colorful though.

Once home he checked on his answering machine, there was a call. From Angel wondering what happened at last night's date. Which was the result from bad sea food. The second message had more meaning. For it was his grand father. A man who left the states and managed to live elsewhere. But he was back now and thinking of helping him escape America. Though for him it was twelve years ago. Much had changed, yet him in the states and heading home gave him thoughts. "Would there be anyway to do it this time? Given the situation?" :He thought on this, as he grooms himself for the lunch, thinking of what to do.:

Chapter 2: The Plan:

The next day Jack awoke to the sound of gun fire. From the city streets. Typical criminal wannabes that make it hard on the community. He thought the lunch would do him some good. Heading out of the city and to the clean air that was the country side. He had worn his old jersey, with blue jeans. As he was let off by the public transit. As the maximum reach is the farms. The place that some would rather be, than the city. He in turn walked along the path to his family farm, and where his parents currently dwell. As he walks up to the house he saw his nephew playing with the three dogs. As he spoke up.: "Hey Dillon." And with that the child stops and see's his uncle, waving to him as Jack approaches. Rubs his hair and goes in through the front door. He was rewarded with a good sight. His family were all there, his brother Jacob, and his sister Linda. Lastly his mom Alice and father Daniel. "Well I am glad to make it here. Everything is so good and clean here." Jacob offers him a chair, as Alice made a great meal, with help from Linda obviously. Rolls, Mashed Potatoes, pork ribs and a turkey. Among other holiday treats. As he notes his nieces, playing with each other as he kisses his mother on the cheek. They got into talking, like how is he still doing, how boring his job was, and why he did not have kids yet. He talked about his newest girlfriend, and then from their some happiness in the kitchen. Jack and his family had a good time. Then Jack asks a serious question.

"Why are you a member of the police father?" His father soon explains. "Well, I love doing the community favors, the health plan is great, training. And it is a job that will not be letting off people anymore. Nope, I joined for the net of security. I'll always have a job til I can retire. But that's not happening any time soon. Also, I get to help people, and I am not a cyborg psychopath like most of the cyber cops. No, I do things the old fashion way. And finally, never have to leave my family. Which is being more of a man then my father any day." He took a moment to look back to his life, there was trouble in his face and eyes. "Be grateful Jack, that you never had to get your hands dirty. It does stuff to a man."

Jack soon wished his family well and left. To return to the city, by taking the bus. He knew Angel's work schedule, and should be seeing her soon. Her job was a worker at the meat vats. A mix of stem cells and regenerating meat products. A truly horrible idea, yet it does beat the hunger situation. He personally would go to the grocery stores. As then the stop occurs and he got out. He swears the building smelt like bad eggs. Knew it was the right place. She soon appeared, with her lovely green eyes, her shapely body and lovely dark hair. She was perfect, and not in the uniform, but her own clothes.

Mostly design stuff. He did not care for the label, just the young woman that was wearing it. As they exchanged a kiss and soon enough he spoke out. " So do you want to go out and have dinner with me? Also I have some important news." As she replies. "What sort of news?" As Jack spoke up." My grandfather, the one who escaped, he is back, in the city, trying to get us to go, to Green Land. What do you say to that? Beautiful green hills, and no wars with the Chinese. Just a way to get away from this decaying country. What do you say to that?" As Angel hugs onto him and kisses him again, as she spoke up. "Sounds like we have a winner ." With that there was a beep on Jack's cellular phone. It turns out to be his grandfather, they were to meet at the Mario's, Italian place.

When the two of them arrived at Mario’s Waiting at a table was the man. He was tall, six foot tall and four inches. Had a beard akin to Father Christmas, fearsome blue eyes, and built like a football player. He smiles at seeing them, as they in turn sat down to eat and talk. Afterwards they tell tales of their lives. It was noted he left America to Japan, and enjoyed it, until the Japanese blamed all outsiders for their problems; hence he made it to the states. Mainly thanks to the Americans and Chinese being at war. So were not inspecting any travelers at the time, at land fall was in Canada, and worked his way to them. He a Defense Agent with cyber war, and she works the meat vats. After which they ate, paid and left. As he gives them two tickets, as he had the third. As they walked to the docks with haste. He was caught though due to camera work, and Daniel being in his Enforcer attire was patrolling in the sleek cop cars of the time, to the dock. He too was at the docks. Seeing his son, Jack, and his girlfriend Angel, getting on the boat. As he got out and ran over to them, Throwing a tracker to the ship, but it was caught by his father. "James, go on, take Jack and Angel out of here! :Pulls out a big knife and slices the rope which tie them to the dock. As at that time Daniel throws a second one, it tags.

"The great Edmund Burrows, career fugitive and part time Poet. Where did you send your grandson?" In which Edmund replies "To Greenland." Daniel snaps as he took out his baton, and hits Edmund in the knee, a hard crack sound was heard, as he breaks his nose with a punch and disarms the knife." Greenland!? They are dead! The Greenies have automatic lasers to take out incoming boats, especially unknown ones." As Edmund's eyes grew big with horror. "No.." In which Daniel knocks his father out by a blow to the head, then carries him to the car, patrols, to take him to jail, as the radio reads some rioting took place. Daniel got his father to jail, and prays for the souls of those on that boat.

Meanwhile Jack, Angel, and The man name James were at sea, the water seems fresh, though the sea itself looks dark. The kind that can hold secrets. Shortly after they were gone to sea. Into international waters soon they checked the time. They went downstairs and decide to warm up. With their bodies touching as the clothes were striped off. It felt like forever. The heat, the warmth, the love to declare themselves soul mates with their actions, in the sack. They had the urge, the need to do it. And they most certainly did.

Chapter 3: Reality :

That night was passionate, their bodies were together, in the act of making love. The most powerful force there was. Jack and Angel laid down together. The boat was going to their coast. As after getting fixed up, they go outside, and see the green coast line, Greenland, they had made it, Angel in her best blue dress, then she disappears in invisible fire, as ashes, as Jack spoke up. "No!!!!!" As more invisible laser beams knocked sizable holes into the ship, as the water began to take its toll. As the flag pole broke and lands right on top of Jack, his bones broken. He was soon in the ocean. The weight made it too much to swim away. Besides where could he to swim too? As he felt his brains burn out as the water got in his lungs. It was painful; to see his dreams leading to this. The last thing he saw was a red tiny cap. As it then fades to blank.

Marshal Daniel Burrows was at the farm. His chase piece burnt out. Only one thing does that mean, his second son, Jack. He was dead. With a heavy heart he had wished he might had fun here. But instead just another lost soul.: "This world is a wrecked one. The best it gets" is to find someone to live with. Your grandpa's Freedom got into your head. Sighs, with that he went to sleep.



End

Thank you. Well Inwrote it at the lowest point of my life on a emotional level. No friends. No net. No tv. Anything. Just chores and no approval of them and paper and pencil. SonInwrote my feelings down.


I pictured our world in 50 years. A intolerate world with high tech toys. But so hateful and spiteful of each other not only is immigration illegal. But reason. On BOTH ends. For people who want to leave as well as entering.


The family aspect is my psyche. The grand father the man who I wish to be. The father the man I may end up. And the son myself. Drowning in the moment with no clear answer in sight.

Thank you and yeah that was my mind set then.

Now we'll just time issues. And aside Go the other stuff is not finished. Did lyrics and games.

A ton of games.

Which to work out;

Dungeons Core: 306 classes. Teams of 6. Each class has 12 skills and stats. The dungeon set up is Roguelike.

Grid Champions: No classes or race picks. Just random dungeons, monsters, traps, and power ups.


Tales of Steel: Last Startegry game. The Chou doing Warhammer Fantasy.

Carnage Heat: D and D system as if done by me. ( X Yeah this is Godzilla level of work)

New World: Already posted it. It's half rpg action and adventure. With extra character growing sub plots and very light community management. Biggest deal there is you get to make your toys depending on setting.

Got inspired by a Drram and game. Two stories.


Khanate: Dune if done by Chou.

Bor: Barbarbian adventure story line.