Sitting on my porch, rain rolling off the roof. I’m seated in a rocking chair listening to Chris Stapleton play, as I watch the rain fall. My wife is seated beside me. I am happy.
Suddenly a gang of cyborg gorillas appear out of the downpour. I quickly grab the SRPRG (Short Ranged Personal Railgun) from the porch railing and fire three bolts of super charged tungsten into the advancing mechanical demons. My wife provides covering fire as we fall back inside the cabin-bunker. The human race is no longer the master of this world.
I sound the siren to alert my property neighbors that we are under attack. The cyborg apes begin pounding on the door to my shelter. My wife is on the radio with our only surviving neighbors, also sheltered in place. I am unsure of how long the door will hold.
Suddenly, from the sky comes the opening bars to “Ride of the Valkyries”.
A husky, smoke charred voice yells out “cyborgs don’t SURF” right before the Hellfire barrage cuts a swath through the gleaming ape horde.
The Gods have answered Grumpy’s call for aide. We are saved. The evil is defeated. Todd is banished back to SoCal.
Can we get someone to make a movie about this with the three of you writing the story line? I would pay to watch this.
@grumpyvikingdidnothingwrong @coffeeandspentbrass @roguemechanic how bout a short story cowritten by all three of us? Im no good with screenplays.
I’m game
Hello! Writer right here
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