September licenseartistic prompt
Title / Prompt: Strange Things/Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. --Lewis Carroll
Character: Roger Smith
Warnings: None
Pairings: None
Fandom: Big O
Word count: 211
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Many Japanese and American companies own him.
Author's Note: Tag for "Missing Cat".
What the hell is going on here?! is all Roger can think as the impossible creature limps into the burning building, choosing to immolate itself rather than try to fit itself in the world. Sewn together from the hacked pieces of pets, including Dorothy's Pero, the creature is just too bizarre to be a part of this city.
In the morning, as Roger sips his coffee and stares at his eggs and toast, he can't help but wonder how the city he lives in can exist - the City of Amnesia, the city of long-lost technology, the city of giant robots - at least 2. He'd destroyed the prototype, but could there be more? What other science lay hidden either below the city or in the minds of those older than 40?
Usually Roger doesn't think about such things, but in the face of the nightmarish creature he dealt with last night, he can't help but fall into a contemplative mood. Dorothy is nowhere to be seen, so he can't distract himself with fussing at her. Even his android assistant is part of the puzzle. Perhaps it is best to leave her alone for a while until he can settle his own unease.
He finishes his breakfast and goes downstairs to work on the books.
Character: Roger Smith
Warnings: None
Pairings: None
Fandom: Big O
Word count: 211
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Many Japanese and American companies own him.
Author's Note: Tag for "Missing Cat".
What the hell is going on here?! is all Roger can think as the impossible creature limps into the burning building, choosing to immolate itself rather than try to fit itself in the world. Sewn together from the hacked pieces of pets, including Dorothy's Pero, the creature is just too bizarre to be a part of this city.
In the morning, as Roger sips his coffee and stares at his eggs and toast, he can't help but wonder how the city he lives in can exist - the City of Amnesia, the city of long-lost technology, the city of giant robots - at least 2. He'd destroyed the prototype, but could there be more? What other science lay hidden either below the city or in the minds of those older than 40?
Usually Roger doesn't think about such things, but in the face of the nightmarish creature he dealt with last night, he can't help but fall into a contemplative mood. Dorothy is nowhere to be seen, so he can't distract himself with fussing at her. Even his android assistant is part of the puzzle. Perhaps it is best to leave her alone for a while until he can settle his own unease.
He finishes his breakfast and goes downstairs to work on the books.