75 WORD WRITING CHALLENGE - June 2012 -- VICTORY TO THE JUDGE

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Innocent?

McGuire nervously tugged at the knot of his tie. The cerebro-link evidence was damning. The judges could see straight from his client’s memory that she went running down the alley chasing her husband, looked at the metal bar in her hand and then the images blacked out. When the picture returned her husband was dead, the bar lying beside him covered in blood. She swore her innocence vehemently; now he had to prove it.
 
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Your going where?


A fairy handed Hope a flyer,



Come to No Sense

In No Sense-
· Everything is free.
· Everyone loves you as much as you love yourself.
· Things that could hurt you, won’t.
· Everything you wish was real, is.
· Everyone looks out for your best interests.
Hurry Now! This incredible place can’t last forever*.


*Try our Reality Suspension Elixir and keep No Sense with you wherever you go.
“Sounds like bliss,” she muttered sarcastically, throwing it away.
 
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True
He came from a planet that never learned to sin. Never had it lied to them that it was their nature.

He stood among the average men and women of Earth and searched their minds.

Everything they believed about themselves was untrue. Even the strongest of them were weak.

Then he found a mind who knew. A child.

Yet, from what he found in other’s minds, he knew it was in vain.

Seen but not heard.
 
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Game of Throngs.

“That game looks incredibly real!”

“There’s over 6 billion creatures living in it as well. But the problem is trying to stop them killing each other off! Two World Wars already, threats of a nuclear third war as well as dozens of petty squabbles between nations.”

“Hmmmm…. They don’t sound as though they are worth preserving.”

“Perhaps you’re right – I’ll try another game tomorrow,” and he flicked the shutdown switch.

Sim-Earth flickered briefly and faded.
 
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The Sacking of Shenmeni.


It's dark in here and I'm hungry, but I'm staying put; like Mummy asked.
Their shouting tried to trick me out.
'Breach!'
'Greenskins!'
'Havoc!'
But I stayed.
Mummy tested me with screams.
Now there's silence.
It's Mummy's little game.
She told me; 'Stay there, don't come out. No matter what.'
The silence is a new test, she's still playing.
I hope that when Daddy comes home from the wall, she'll tell him I've been good.
 
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Dereliction of duty


‘I’m innocent!’

His voice is muffled through the hood. His bindings hurt.

‘The township was destroyed by the ‘dozers. Innocent children, elderly killed horrifically.’

‘I was not in direct command.’

‘But you were in the army. What did you do?’

He says nothing. The planet’s border zone has been a disaster for decades.

‘You did nothing!’

His interlocutor leaves. He hears the same exchange with others around him. He hears a ‘dozer fire up.
 
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The Sin Eater


‘There’s one crime I cannot confess,’ whispered ageing Duke Astolio. ‘Thus absolution is denied me. I must be restored to innocence before I meet God.’

‘You summoned me wisely,’ said Rabbi Bezalel. ‘This golem girl will assume your guilt.’

Astolio touched her tender hand.

‘Inevitably,’ said Bezalel, ‘she must also assume your crime.’

Her nails became talons.

Astolio recalled, horrified, his first wife’s corpse.

‘Innocence is again yours,’ said Bezalel, above the Duke’s dying shrieks.
 
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A New Dynasty

The sins of the parents are paid for in blood. Mercy breeds revolution, and the line must be cut dead. Two daughters and a son left in their red sheets; wool, lace and crimson fur dripping on the floorboards.

Diamond-edged, the sword swings down for the final time, a flash of steel in sunlight. A child can grow to be many things. A husband, a father, a hero, a poet, a warrior…

…an enemy.
 
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Entryway to a World of Wonders

The children ran excitedly down the long ramp out of the starship and into the vast and hollow hall. Their footfalls echoed loudly as they hit the floor and spread out.

“Where are the wonders?” said Billy.

“Where are the toys and games?” said Annika.

“Where is the candy and ice cream?” said Juan.

No one answered.

Finally they noticed the tall cloaked creature calmly swinging a big stick back and forth like a pendulum.
 
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Fred

Auntie had Lloyd in her lap; singing to comfort the petrified child, ‘…wheel, and keep your snoopy eyes on the road…’

Lloyd was transfixed by the interior mirror’s reflection; can’t uncle see it?

A wretched, sweaty slough of grey slouched on the back seat. Its three glossy, bovine eyes espied him solicitously, and sparse downy hairs quivered at the corners of its tittering mouth.

'…sitting in the back, huggin’ and kissin’ with…'

Lloyd passed out.
 
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The Observers

All the protocols checked out. They'd searched for decades, and this was the fifth planet they'd tried. They were worn out, but nonetheless climbed into their craft and reported back to the Questmaster.

"You have done well," the Leader told them. "You are certain she is pure?"

"Absolutely."

"Excellent. But there is one more task that has been appointed to you, to complete the quest."

Their hearts sank.

"You must find Three Wise Men."

"Jeez!"
 
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Whose innocence?
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For a thousand, thousand years and more she had remained a pristine planet;

protected from the beings who roamed the galaxy seeking plunder.

Occasonally some found her, touched her virgin shores. None of them remained.

She watched naively as those ships were cleansed of their infections and recycled; aware only that she would remain pure.


Of course, there was no way the Earth mining vessel 'Profitable' could know any of this as it entered orbit.
 
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Heat of battle


'Is she hurt?’ I asked, stumbling forth with sword in hand. ‘I swung blind!’

The girl lay on the floor and beside her, looking strangely forlorn was her severed arm.

The mercenaries didn’t answer - Sick of innocence lost.

Suddenly she spoke and all eyes turned to the priest.

He began to cry.

‘She says don’t be sad. Her mother sews on her doll’s arm when it comes off and she will make it better again.'
 
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Lodged In Memory

The Lamb led me through acacia trees to the promontory edge. A gesture took in the burning plain. “See, Lewis, how I have refashioned the world? I am the architect of your future.”

A vast triangular shadow moved overhead, defined by the stars it obscured.

I shook my head. “I do not understand”.

“You have been unburdened. Enjoy the moment for what it is.”

Fire flickered on the horizon, the earth shook.

I felt happy.
 
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Eschatology

'Original sin,' the priest said, the sweat caught in the folds of his stomach reflecting the candlelight, 'you're not exempt'.

Maya stepped out of her knickers, the rust of the crotch on display on the floor of the pulpit.

'Neither are you,' she replied, rearranging her hair with one hand, the other gripping her scythe as she made her way back outside to join the funeral procession.
 
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Preventive Measures

Four sets of hands grip the metal case, lowering it carefully to the ground.

A switch flips. A dial turns. A buzzing sound culminates with the breach of the lockbox. Inside lays a Primal X2 Genesis Edition plasma pistol.

Childish laughter fills the room. Hands clasp, and the weapon goes off.

The blue dart takes his friend in the head, sticking with a minor adhesive.

In another Galaxy, a father pats his gun belt, smiling.
 
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With open arms the distant Empire greeted their long-lostbrethren; a dream of re-unification that would finally come to pass. Imperial emissaries waited faithfully;

But their Faith would not keep them.

For Earth had succumbed to another sort of imperialrule. Industrial Conglomerates, the true Imperials, had long ago usurped authorityfrom an already weakened state. Few government officials did not reportdirectly to one executive board or another.

Wealthy knew privilege; the masses, despair.
 
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Absence of Essence


"You're free to go Princess Fluffytail."

The rabbit princess stood up and looked at her shaking hands.

"I abducted you to extract the essence of your innocence for my sorcery. Now I will be all powerful."

The little female was glaring at the fox necromancer with a crazed expression. She grabbed an axe and attacked. Fluffytail dismembered the canine, left his castle and made her way back to Bunnyville, where she partied like a devil.
 
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Ignorantia juris non excusat

“Come in, Mr Smith.”

Smith blanched; the speaker was a Truth Ministry Seeker. People vanished after seeing them.

“A little late aren’t we?” The Seeker smiled without humour.

“I’m innocent!” he blurted. Stupid, instinctive reaction.

“Innocent? Truth is not interested in innocence or guilt; everyone is innocent of something, just as everyone is guilty of something.” That smile again. “No, Winston, what we are interested in is of what something it is you are guilty.”
 
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The Governortron

Susie answered the door.

“Daddy, it's Governor Ron!”

I dropped my apple in shock.

The Governortron is a notoriously unmerciful judge, jury and executioner.

“MR JONES YOU ARE CHARGED WITH IMPROPER RECYCLING OF ORGANIC MATERIAL!”

“I'll pick it up.” I pleaded.

“GOVERNORTRON FINDS YOU...”

“What does this do?” Susie asked from behind the iron behemoth “It says LEFT or RIGHT, I'll change it to LEFT

“..INNOCENT.”
 
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