A Universe of Wonders

[Tomtomrawr]

Doctor Axel von Fischer looked down at the people underneath him. He had them seduced, controlled. It did not matter what he said, for he controlled the strings of the puppet show and manipulated the masses like a potter's clay. He was just grinning, and they were applauding. What he had said or done to make them applaud was at the back of his head, he was too intoxicated by the clapping. He couldn't remember in all honesty.

Inside his twisted mind, he was laughing. His imagination fed him constant images of the untermensch stood beneath him burning, exploding, dying in any sort of horrible way. That was what really made him grin to the people: the vision of their deaths.

The skies were clear, the electronic billboards which normally brainwashed the masses with shampoo advertisements were now dark and silent. It was a relief to Axel. He noticed all of the propaganda of the world, how people tried to manipulate others, and he felt immune from it just by noticing what these artists tried to do. He hoped one day to turn this art of manipulation around to suit his own purposes, but the cheering crowds suggested he had already done so.

In his peripheral vision a man approached. He was young, awkwardly positioning himself and shuffling through the crowd. Every push required to advance knocked his large-rimmed spectacles this way and that. Axel now watched him with his entire concentration shifting toward new thoughts. This man was not like the rest in the crowd.

The man began to advance up the steps, completely ignored by the guards. They had not even seen him. Now Axel knew something was wrong, or perhaps not right. He did not know which yet.

The man was a quarter of the way up the stairs, so Axel turned away to survey the crowd once again. A second later his arm was being tugged. He turned to see the man. How had he moved up the rest of the stairs so quickly?

'Hello Axel, sorry to ruin the party, but you're in a coma.' He spoke loudly over the crowd, but it was as if Axel couldn't ignore the man even if he had wanted to.

The crowd was merely a background noise now as he shifted his entire body to face the intruder. He had, after all, breached security. In a coma? Perhaps the facts had been there, and Axel had just been caught up in the "celebrations" to notice? What were the celebrations even about? The last thing he remembered was being on planet Hamburg, watching thousands choke to death in clouds of methyl isocyanate.

His visible reaction gave nothing away, neither did his words. But in his head he was panicking. 'Let us step into my office and... discuss this.' He stepped away from the balcony, the cheering of the crowd did not flicker for a moment. As if they were forced to cheer. The man moved forward toward his office door, and stepped inside. Axel followed, and closed the door to the crowd, silencing the celebrations as quickly as they had done.

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[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.

Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.