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= F.U.C.K. - Fucked Up College Kids - Born Jan. 24th, 1993 - F.U.C.K. =
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The Dream
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It was a typical day the other day, like usual, I woke up sometime
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after noon and squinted as my eyes adjusted to the sun coming in through
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the window. Same room each day that I woke up to. It was quite spartan, just
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a chest of drawers, table, bookshelf, and footlocker. Two framed posters,
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a cork bulletin board, and a monthly 'planit' board behind my door. No use
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in decorating a room I only sleep in. With an audible sigh, I walked out
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into the hallway, into my bathroom and took a quick shower. Got out, dressed,
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put in my contacts, and headed for the kitchen. The rooms to either side of
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the kitchen were fairly dark with the shades closed, and the TV was off.
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I noticed then, that my roomate wasn't here. Opening the fridge,
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I grabbed some milk for cereal, and something to drink. A quick meal in
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the morning was rare, as I had forgone breakfast long ago. The cereal was ok,
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and it was filling enough, but lacking in overall enjoyment. 'Oh well' I
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thought, forget it. I would go out for lunch later that day. Moving into the
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front room I turned on the monitor to the computer, to check the board mail
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and see if anything needed to be done. Nope. The board was pretty self
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sufficient, and I barely needed to touch it these days. Reading messages
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would be done later that day.
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Stale air in the house started overwhelming me. Opening the windows
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brought in fresh air, but it was hot. So, I decided to walk about in the back
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yard and get some air. Opening the curtains, I quickly realized something
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was up. I looked out into the backyard, and instead of seeing the typical
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single tree, dirt areas, and old patio, I saw something totally different.
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I opened the door quickly and found cool fresh air blowing in my face. Just
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what I was looking for. It was light out, but there was no visible sun that
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I could see. Before I could finish the thought, the sun appeared on the
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horizon. But everything else was black, with white lines forming a grid
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running everywhere. It reminded me of the holodeck on ST:TNG. Laughing at
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myself for being stupid, I blinked a few times and looked back in the house
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and nothing had changed. Quickly I glanced back outside and the black
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horizon, with the sun. Nothing else. Grass, rolling hills of grass, nice
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cool air, lots of trees. These thoughts swarmed through my mind and seconds
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later it was in front of me. I had just created everything I could see.
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I took a tentative step out onto the grass where the patio had been
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and was amazed when I realized that it was real. Nice thick green grass under
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my feet. It took me at least 10 minutes to fully comprehend what was happening
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but I wasn't complaining. Lesse. Birds, small animals, a small pond and
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hundreds of other things appeared as I thought about them. Hmm. I looked back
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to the house I lived in. Five minutes later I sat back on a chair, drinking
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a cold beer, admiring the repairs to the house. Nothing big, just a house
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in front of me that wouldn't need cleaning, repairing, or any other
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maintenance for quite some time. Better carpet, food in the fridge, and
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other small things that made life easier. Hmm. Too good to be true. I knew
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there would be some limit to what I could do, but I would have to find that
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on my own.
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I walked around the house to where the front yard used to be and
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looked around at where my neighbor's houses used to be. Nothing. Just
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the rolling green hills I had thought of. Hmm. Ok. I walked across the road
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and up to the front door of my friend's house. I knocked once, and he came
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to the door. "Hey, what's up?". "Oh, not much. Hmm. Look around 'J'."
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He stepped out into the front yard and looked around. Confusion hit him
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hard. "What the hell is going on?" I kinda snickerd at that, and produced
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two chairs and a couple of beers for us, and explained everything. Hmm.
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"I could use bite to eat". 'J' stopped me quickly and told me to hang a
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second, he wanted to try something. His face kinda got a look of hard thought
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and he blinked. In front of us was a table with a chinese dinner. "Not bad"
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was my only reply.
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We both ate, and thought about things for a while. During the time
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we had both summoned up a computer to help us out. We wanted to know the
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extent of our world, and our power. Only took a couple of hours and we
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found out that we were the only ones around and we controlled the world.
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"Cool" I said, and looked over to 'J'. An evil grin spread over his face
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and I knew what he was thinking. "Welp. Lets be careful what we put back. I
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don't want to deal with any assholes. And if you put any more people back
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I am gonna kick yer ass boy." I laughed at that, and he did too. Since both
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of us had jobs that required social interaction with people we didn't care
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for, neither of us were eager to put people back right away.
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Hmm. "Ya know, 'J', all those people that bitch about the cyber
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culture, and say it is bullshit, and will never be? Guess this is it.
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To some extent at least." He thought for a minutes and nodded. "Sure is, I
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think I kinda like it. Thing is, if we put something back, will they be
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able to do anything like we can?" This made me think for a minute.
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I opened my eyes, and in front of me was another person. It was
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a guy I knew that worked at the mall. "Hi Patrick. Howya doin?". He was
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confused at first, but after looking around he replied "Heya. Pretty good.
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What the hell is going on?". I quickly explained everything and told
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him to try and conjure something and told him how to do it. No luck. He
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couldn't do it. I thought for a second and told him to try again. Next
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to him appeared this cute girl he worked with. He smiled. I thought about
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it. He and the girl quickly dissappeared.
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"Ya know 'J'. I think I like this. We control who has the power."
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The next few hours were filled with talk about what we would do, what
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we would restore, and what changes we would make. It only took a full
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day of thinking and all of Lubbock was back but it was much improved. Lots
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more trees, better roads, and no dust or cattle yard within 100 miles.
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"Welp, looks like our work is cut out if we want the rest of the world back."
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He looked over and told me not really. "Just think vague thoughts, the lesser
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the detail, the faster it would appear, and for some reason it comes back
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the way it was." He explained a little more.
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We rested, drank a few more beers, and he drank a bottle or two
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of FireWater. Strange. We could drink all we wanted, and then get rid of
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the effects. A week passed and the world was back to a somewhat normal
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condition. Things were much better. There was still fighting and war and
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all that, but the little things that made life hard had been taken care of.
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Peace was cool and all but would never work. Wars had their part in the
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grand scheme of things.
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'J' and I kept working on things, created elaborate computer networks
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that were much more effecient since that was our hobbies. We always had
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a place to go to talk about things, a nice rolling green meadow with trees,
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and a huge pond. We would kick back and talk about things. It was just one
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of those times, we started talking about the past. Something hit me then,
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and I quickly stood up. "Wait! Fuck this. Curiosity is killing me. What
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is the real story behind JFK? What is the N.S.A. hiding? Is there other
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life in the universe? I mean, with our power we can find out all that shit."
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'J' quickly agreed and we started to get to work.
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It was two weeks after all this began that we were sitting there,
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and something started happening. We had found out everything we had ever
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wanted to know about the world, and what all had been kept from the people
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of the world. Sitting back contemplating things we both noticed it.
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Everything around us started growing a darker shade of grey. We both tried
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to stop it but couldn't. We hadn't lost our power, but we couldn't control
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it for some reason. Things blacked out.
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I woke up in my bed, and looked around. After a long sigh, I realized
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it had been a dream and that once again, utopia had slipped through my
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grasp. I close my eyes trying to recall details about everything we had
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discovered but it wasn't coming back to me. I cursed for a second, knowing
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that some of the things I dreamt of had to be the truth. Oh well. Like usual
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I forgot what I dreamed.
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"Shut the mains off."
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"Mains off. Neural scanner de-activated sir."
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"Damn. I thought he would remember everything."
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"Lessee what all happened, I am searching the program logs. Here.
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They both dreamt that they had control of anything, and then rebuilt
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the world so it was a better place, and then decided they would
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find out about everything we strive to keep secret. They learned
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of everything this agency has ever been involved in...
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Amazing, that a dream can do all that. They discovered the truths
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through a fucking dream. I'm glad that dream retention isn't as
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easy as people say."
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"Damn. You're sure that they don't remember a thing? If either of
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them retain 1% of what they learned, we could be ruined."
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"Your right. We have to make sure. Send a team out. Have them
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taken into custody, erase all memory of the past 24 hours, and put
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them back. Continue monitoring them, and if that doesn't work....
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then kill them."
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"Yes sir. Good thing we have these neural scanners. They have saved
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our asses more than once."
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"Amazing technology."
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"Yep. Sure is. Just remember, don't question where we got it."
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"Yes sir."
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"Lets go to lunch."
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= Questions, comments, bitches, ideas, etc : z3mar@ttacs.ttu.edu : FUCK =
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= Board Number Other =
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