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In Doug We Trust

A City Journal by MrCinatit

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About this City Journal

A not-so-serious tale of a group of people who find themselves on a new world, creating a new life.

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MrCinatit

Can It, Janis

By MrCinatit,

Janis sat in front of her house, looking at it. Or, at least, she had been told it was her house. She woke up one day in her hotel room and decided to take a walk. Next thing she knew, she was taking a walk down a street that lead from the hotel – a street that had not been there the evening before. And she and the other people had found a town that had not been there the evening before. For some reason, this did not surprise her. Things tend not to surprise people who found out their planet had been...
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My name is Herbert. Or, at least, that is what this piece of paper says. A ferret gave it to me. No. Really. That really happened. I was sitting on a rock. I had just gotten off a boat filled with people who wanted to paint my ears red. No, they never said they wanted to paint my ears red...but I could see the insanity in their eyes. So, I did what any normal person would do. I ran away from them, into the woods. But, you see, here is the problem: I am not really an outdoors type person. Truth be told, I...
MrCinatit

Room Snervious.

By MrCinatit,

...And, so it came to pass, the humans – left in the back of the hotel by Doug – became quite bored of themselves. Some went into the hotel, where they got rooms and video games and room service. Others went into the woods, where they got bitten by potentially-rabid rodents, poison ivy and sunburn. Most of those got their senses and went into the hotel. And more came to the hotel. And more. And more. Until there were so many, there were as many as eight to a room, while some slept in the hallways. And for...
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Doug and Mr. Hamilton stood at the edge of a cliff. Mr. Hamilton stood near the edge. Doug hovered a few feet away. A warm wind blew over them, bits and pieces of sand blowing in their faces. “You know, it cannot hurt you,” Mr. Hamilton said, his back still turned to Doug as he looked over the great body of water, which contrasted spectacularly with the large amount of sand he stood in. “Oh, I know. It is the psychosis of the whole thing. I mean...the feeling of the fall...or imaginary fall, as it is,...
MrCinatit

Led Zepplin VII

By MrCinatit,

A man emerged from behind the tree and gave them a shy wave. He walked towards the group and bumped into a moose. The moose snorted at him. He smiled at it and waved to it slightly. The animal suddenly found a collection of moss on the side of rock very interesting and went to investigate. The man walked towards the group of people. He was a rather plain looking man, slightly balding and squinting as if he needed glasses. The suite he wore was rumpled, with an old sauce stain on the bottom right side of...
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The boat slowed down, until it docked. The man and the woman got off the boat. Several people were on the dock of the marina, staring at them. One came towards him. “Are...are you our leader,” he asked, glancing at both. The woman smirked. “He sure ain't.” “Are you?” the man on the shore asked. She shook her head. They heard a rustling behind them. The chubby man with no hair and glasses stumbled off the boat with a crash. They looked at him. He looked at them, let out an “Eek!” and ran full speed down the...
MrCinatit

Land A-hoylakes.

By MrCinatit,

As our heroes stuck their heads out of the hatch of the boat, a mighty wave slammed into the side of the vessel, splashing water onto the deck. It also bought down the hatch. Hard. On their heads. He fell down the steps with a slight curse. She doubled over in pain – still on the steps – letting out a loud string of curse words. He looked at her and blinked. “WHAT!” she yelled at him. He said nothing and climbed back up the stairs, reopened the hatch, and stepped onto the deck. It was wet. It was windy....
MrCinatit
He woke up from one of those restless dreams many of us have. He dreamed he was feeding a large lady spaghetti with a shovel, then found himself in the midst of dancing and singing penguins. But, he didn't remember that when he woke up. In fact, he didn't remember anything. He sat up with a start, and slammed his head into the beam that was hovering precariously close to the bed. With a cuss and a yelp, he stepped off the bed – and found it was much higher off the floor (four feet) than he remembered,...
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He looked at the computer screen, scratching his head. He looked across the desk. Mary had a fake smile with a“I'm scared out of my britches” look on her face. Doug had his stare affixed on a spot on the floor, glaring hard at it. He, obviously, was not only quite unhappy, but less apt to hide his feelings. “So...uh...” The corporate suit behind the desk cleared his throat. “What does this all mean?” Mary opened her mouth, but Doug spoke up before she could get a word out.“It means Earth is deleted.” the...
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He had, quite literally, gotten up on the wrong side of the bed that morning. He usually got up on the left side of the bed. That is where there was not a wall. This morning, however, he got up on the right side of the bed. There was a wall there. He hit it, hard. He lay in bed for several moments, grumbling to himself, then arose on the left side of bed, half-stepping on one of his shoes (the right shoe, ironically). He attempted to catch his balance by grabbing the nearest object, which unfortunately was...
MrCinatit
There are many questions which seem to be destined to forever be unanswered. Why are we here? How did we get here? What happens after we die? Why do bugs fly into our nose when we inhale? And why does it feel like someone is watching me? We can be in the cities. We can be in the suburbs. We can be in a large crowd. We can be on a farm road in the middle of the night. We can be in our office. We can be in the darkest nights. We can be in the dayest days. We can be at one with nature. We are being...
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