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recently, exams, school play, holiday, dance contest, and some such got in
the way!
Thanks to Richard the pedantic, who nearly always reviews, right from the beginning, and deserves some credit! Hence being at the top of the page. Lupe3.14- is your name based on pi? I like pie, not pi! Princess of dalidon a great reviewer! To Raven213, thanks especially for your 12 reviews, they were much appreciated. I'm not sure if I'll bring Benius back, this fiction is mindless, I'm afraid, and so you're just going to have to put up with extremely random explosions every so often. OH WATCH OUT! THERE GOES ONE NOW! BOOM! And thanks to everyone else.
"It's funny" mused Neo, "that after all this time in a Mall, we only come to a clothes shop now"
"There is only so many types of fashion" replied Morpheus "Tight 'n' shiny, Dark 'n' menacing or white 'n' weird. There was a time when we all went around in sixties clothes- I think that must have been round about the sixties. And fifties clothes were popular in the fifties. I mean sure, these black outfits do look a little weird, but you should see the underwear..." he winked.
"Ok" said Neo suspiciously and went to examine a clothes rail. From behind it up jumped a young sales assistant. "Hello sir can I help you, dress you, ask you out, take you home, marry you?"
Neo eyed the girl- she was pretty cute, albeit slightly Barbie like. "Sure I'll take you out anytime, babe."
"Great, you'll know my house in Zion cause it's dark depressing and metallic, next to another dark depressing and metallic house, next to another dark depressing and metallic house, which is next to another dark depressing and metallic house, which is next to a statue of Morpheus, dressed in nothing but a loin cloth."
Neo decided he would rather kill himself than go past that statue, so walked away hands, slightly above his head.
He headed towards the bargain barrel ("third hand clothes at second hand prices!") He really hated this shop with, its cheery exclamation marks and its stupid shop assistants who lived near weird statues of Morpheus. In a fit of unexpected and little shown emotion, he kicked over the bargain barrel. (Really a barrel, formerly of rum, nicked from The Pirates of the Caribbean shop downstairs.)
Straight away two matching security guards stepped out from behind a door and grabbed his arms. They were tall, with long hair and obviously favoured the white 'n' weird type of fashion. "Come with us young man, we're going to machine gun you to death." Said one. "What, are you arresting me for kicking over a BARREL?!"
"That and stealing copious amounts of money from the pharmacy, causing a riot, resisting arrest, criminal damage to a window, harming a valuable and historic vending machine and destroying a mobile phone. We weren't going to do anything but the barrel just clinched it." Said one.
"DEATH!" said the other, in a low voice.
Neo was led away to his cell. Upon arriving he was shocked at the décor. Nice curtains, laminate flooring, and strobe lighting effect, irritating modern art, and for some reason, a box of highlighting pens. It was almost like these twin guys had experience in D.I.Y. "Hope you like it!" sneered one Twin.
"DESTRUCTION!" said the other.
"What is with him?" Neo asked the less verbally challenged of the two. Twin one shrugged. Obviously not as chatty as he seemed.
"SHOOT HIM!" said the second twin. And they left.
In the next few hours, Neo tried everything to escape. Pacing moodily, hacking, and questioningly brooding............... what would he do?
To be continued.............
In what I'm sorry to say will probably be the final chapter of The Matrix Mall...
(Not necessarily) COMING SOON!
Thanks to Richard the pedantic, who nearly always reviews, right from the beginning, and deserves some credit! Hence being at the top of the page. Lupe3.14- is your name based on pi? I like pie, not pi! Princess of dalidon a great reviewer! To Raven213, thanks especially for your 12 reviews, they were much appreciated. I'm not sure if I'll bring Benius back, this fiction is mindless, I'm afraid, and so you're just going to have to put up with extremely random explosions every so often. OH WATCH OUT! THERE GOES ONE NOW! BOOM! And thanks to everyone else.
"It's funny" mused Neo, "that after all this time in a Mall, we only come to a clothes shop now"
"There is only so many types of fashion" replied Morpheus "Tight 'n' shiny, Dark 'n' menacing or white 'n' weird. There was a time when we all went around in sixties clothes- I think that must have been round about the sixties. And fifties clothes were popular in the fifties. I mean sure, these black outfits do look a little weird, but you should see the underwear..." he winked.
"Ok" said Neo suspiciously and went to examine a clothes rail. From behind it up jumped a young sales assistant. "Hello sir can I help you, dress you, ask you out, take you home, marry you?"
Neo eyed the girl- she was pretty cute, albeit slightly Barbie like. "Sure I'll take you out anytime, babe."
"Great, you'll know my house in Zion cause it's dark depressing and metallic, next to another dark depressing and metallic house, next to another dark depressing and metallic house, which is next to another dark depressing and metallic house, which is next to a statue of Morpheus, dressed in nothing but a loin cloth."
Neo decided he would rather kill himself than go past that statue, so walked away hands, slightly above his head.
He headed towards the bargain barrel ("third hand clothes at second hand prices!") He really hated this shop with, its cheery exclamation marks and its stupid shop assistants who lived near weird statues of Morpheus. In a fit of unexpected and little shown emotion, he kicked over the bargain barrel. (Really a barrel, formerly of rum, nicked from The Pirates of the Caribbean shop downstairs.)
Straight away two matching security guards stepped out from behind a door and grabbed his arms. They were tall, with long hair and obviously favoured the white 'n' weird type of fashion. "Come with us young man, we're going to machine gun you to death." Said one. "What, are you arresting me for kicking over a BARREL?!"
"That and stealing copious amounts of money from the pharmacy, causing a riot, resisting arrest, criminal damage to a window, harming a valuable and historic vending machine and destroying a mobile phone. We weren't going to do anything but the barrel just clinched it." Said one.
"DEATH!" said the other, in a low voice.
Neo was led away to his cell. Upon arriving he was shocked at the décor. Nice curtains, laminate flooring, and strobe lighting effect, irritating modern art, and for some reason, a box of highlighting pens. It was almost like these twin guys had experience in D.I.Y. "Hope you like it!" sneered one Twin.
"DESTRUCTION!" said the other.
"What is with him?" Neo asked the less verbally challenged of the two. Twin one shrugged. Obviously not as chatty as he seemed.
"SHOOT HIM!" said the second twin. And they left.
In the next few hours, Neo tried everything to escape. Pacing moodily, hacking, and questioningly brooding............... what would he do?
To be continued.............
In what I'm sorry to say will probably be the final chapter of The Matrix Mall...
(Not necessarily) COMING SOON!