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2021.09.26 11:02 Guilty-Cell-833 These blackout curtains making a pinhole camera showing the parking lot outside.
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2021.09.26 11:02 BetlexIsnotGaming Liar is strangely similar to Bohemian Rhapsody?
First off, I would like to mention that Liar and Bohemian Rhapsody are 6 minutes long and they both have some strange similarities. Let us begin.
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2021.09.26 11:02 RedTideStories [Satirical fiction] Hide and seek
The Bund was a beautiful place. Ornately decorated buildings lining the wide avenue, this was the beating financial heart of Asia. All the biggest banks, in China and elsewhere, had their presence here. Where banks declined to move in, luxurious hotels took up residence. But on the outside, it could be mistaken for a slice of Europe, transplanted onto a Chinese city.
Jia chose this place for a reason. That reason was not the architectural beauty, nor the way these few buildings have a stranglehold on so many lives. It was that it was a mere 15 minute walk from his house, and that it was a massive public area where you didn’t have to pay. Perfect for kids, though most people would not agree.
“Ping!” He called, and a chubby six-year-old ran up to him. Ping stopped at his grandfather’s feet and stared up at him, his face red and sweaty, breathing heavily. “Don’t get lost. And don’t run out onto the road. Those foreigners and their automobiles will crush you,” Jia lectured, while taking out a handkerchief for Ping to wipe his face.
“I’m just playing tag,” said Ping with a hint of annoyance. “We run around. Doesn’t mean I’ll get lost.”
“Well, good.” He knew his grandson well. But he had to say it; he was taking Ping and seven other neighborhood kids. If he had lost them… He shudders at the thought. Gotta keep a close look then, he thought.
The kids did not share his mentality. The seven of them zipped through a crowd, eliciting gasps of “ooh my” and “goodness” from cane-carrying businessmen who glanced at Jia disapprovingly. A couple of them danced around the lamppost, taunting the boy who was “it” with an easy catch before hurriedly scrambling away. Tong, the boy who was “it”, was a year older than the other kids and just a bit stronger and faster. But the kids seemed to fend off his advances for now, dispersing whenever he lunges at them and regrouping a few yards away.
Having played with the kids for so long, Tong knew the weaknesses of his opponents. Ling was the clear target, a short six-year-old girl who can scarcely run as fast as the others, never mind Tong. He weighed this against the possibility of Ling crying at being targeted nearly every other game. He waved that idea away, and chose to aim for Ziwen. Ziwen might be harder to catch, sure. But he’s not going to cry, and that’s what matters.
As he darted forward, everybody scattered, leaving Ziwen with his back against a wall. Tong took his time, calmly observing which way Ziwen was planning to run. His plan was to tag him once he tried to run away. Taken aback by how close he is to losing, Ziwen neglected to think ahead and tried his luck running to the right. Bad mistake. Tong took off as soon as Ziwen took a step, and caught up to him within a second. Now Tong had help trying to tag other people.
With more than one person being “it”, the goal was no longer to physically outrun anyone and it shifted to a more strategic game. They were trying to corner anyone unfortunate enough to have lost a step. Unfair as it seemed, it was a winning strategy. Soon only Ping was left.
As one of the smaller kids but the most agile, Ping had a natural advantage. It also helped that he had practice, trying to escape his father’s wrath when he did not do well in tests. He was ready, staying on his tiptoes for any attack.
A few of the other kids were just standing around, watching the final showdown before they started the game anew. Once again, Tong was stalking his prey, closing in on him slowly. Seeing how Ziwen failed, Ping led Tong to a lamppost. He hid behind it, peeking his head out to see how Tong would react.
Tong slowed down, observing Ping as he swayed from left to right, testing him on his reflexes. This time, Tong decided to take the initiative. He pounced, darting to the left, his arms outstretched. Ping grabbed the post with his right arm, and swung his body forward, accelerating beyond what Tong thought was possible. By the time he changed course, he could barely touch Ping’s silk robes.
And now an argument began. Did touching the robes mean you got caught? Tong slowed down, and debated with Ping, who stood a safe distance away. Some of the kids joined in; others just wanted to start a new game where they could avenge their loss. After some mediation, a decision was made: no call.
The noise of the children did not go unnoticed, but far fewer walked on the Bund these days than just a few months ago, which allowed the games to go on for as long as it did. This was only natural, since the Red Army was closing in on Shanghai. Most people with the means to do so had fled. To Jia, it was only a matter of time before the city fell. And as a family with an educated background, it was not all fun and games for them. He had heard a scholar he knew was beaten heavily, and now the poor man cannot walk. Jia was determined not to let that happen to his family. Through some friends he had at the shipping companies, he got ahold of ship tickets. They would leave in a week, go south and hopefully settle somewhere more peaceful and less threatening.
He looked at his pocket watch. “Children!” He called out. “It’s time to go. Come on, your parents are waiting.”
“Alright, alright kids. Go play.” Ping set them loose with this one line.
“Grandpa, if you join us we can play something different. There are only three of us.” The children pleaded.
Ping chuckled. He held up his umbrella, which he was using as a cane. “Grandpa is old. I’m gonna get hurt playing with you guys. And look at you, you all run so fast. There’s no way I can catch up to you.”
“Please? If there are more of us it’s more fun.”
Ping spotted two kids in the corner, kicking around a ball clumsily. “Go ask them. Make some new friends.” He loved to say that, to the point where he would say it to his adult son. Needless to say, his son disliked it very much.
The children groaned. But Ping warded off their pleas, and trotted off to a bench under the shade. He let out a satisfactory sigh as he sat down. As much as the children were anxious to meet someone new, their hopes for a fun afternoon overcame that and they set off to engage the other kids.
With only five of them, it wasn’t possible for a 3-on-3 game, and 2-on-2 seemed pointless. They settled on a game of keep away. One of the other kids started in the middle, and passed the ball to Ka Long. While Ka Long is the middle child, he was usually more interested in books than sports. He quickly passed the ball to Man Wai, but missed her so that she had to run to gain control of the ball. Man Wai loved sports, and had been taking football classes. After stopping the ball, she put her foot on top of the ball, waiting for the boy in the middle to approach her. As the boy took two steps forward, she quickly sent the ball to the other side of the court.
The ball rolled across the hard basketball court, with no trace of the jackboots that stomped across this very ground just yesterday. Victoria Park was a very difficult place to enter these days. Theoretically, it was open on all days, but realistically it was closed more than it was open.
Sunlight reflected off the glass skyscrapers just a few streets away, allowing the red sun to reach places it never did before. It soon became boiling hot on the bench, and Ping walked over to a different bench on the other side of the court. He thought of going to the public library just across the street and enjoying its free air conditioning, but thought better when he realized the kids would be opposed to such a move. Reluctantly, he stayed on this new bench and watched the kids from afar.
While the buildings continued to glisten, the neon skyline bright as ever, Ping felt the city had dimmed in stature. All the outspoken activists had gone into hiding or were arrested. More recently, sympathetic labor unions and media were raided. Both Ping and his son worked in education. It was only a matter of time until it was their turn. They began actively looking for plans to escape. Their flight was next month. Since then, Ping tried to bring the children to landmarks in Hong Kong. To his disappointment, the children didn’t seem to understand the significance, kicking a football around instead of absorbing the views.
It turns out the new kids weren’t as friendly as they hoped. Ka Long was targeted by the bigger one for the fourth time, always having the ball poked away from him and having to go in the middle. His siblings had noticed this, and both Man Wai and Chun Man had given him an easier time by letting him gain the ball from them. But now it’s the big kid’s turn again in the middle, and he’s dead set on taking it from Ka Long.
He passed the ball to Ka Long, and immediately ran in front of him, blocking any quick passes to his siblings. Chun Man tried to move down so he could receive the ball, but to his credit the kid noticed this and blocked it with his foot. Ka Long was now in a panic. What can I do?
He turned around and fled, dribbling the ball away from the kid and the rest of the players. The kid was in hot pursuit, his face twisted as he gave it his all to try and regain the ball.
After all, a head start could mean the difference between life or death, or gold and silver on the podium. Ka Long had the head start, and remained just out of reach. The kid, in frustration, reached out and grabbed Ka Long by his arm.
Ka Long tried to shake him off, but he was too strong. In the corner of his eye, he saw his sister waving, trying to get his attention. He felt his knees buckling beneath him. In the split second before he fell down, he contorted his body and brought his left leg up from as far back as he could, sending the ball flying to Man Wai. She was impressed. It was the best pass he had ever made, and he made that beautiful escape to avoid being trapped in the middle again.
Ka Long crashed onto the searing ground, and the kid could not stop himself in time to remain uninvolved in this accident. He dropped on top of Ka Long, but subtly gave him a shove as he got back on his feet. Ka Long stayed down for a second, but scrambled to get up. While it may hurt temporarily, he wanted to get back in the game.
Ping was glad to see that spirit. You can’t stay down for long. That’s why the family was moving to Taiwan, for a place where they can live standing up, not kneeling at someone’s foot. Perhaps his grandfather too had that in mind when he moved to Hong Kong.
The issue with playing hide and seek with two people is that you know each other too well. Chi-lin’s favorite spot was behind a tree, and Hsing-chun’s was behind some bushes. Whenever they tried other locations, they did not do good jobs in hiding and were always found instantly. And since the local playground was small and had no good spots, they nearly never played it since moving to their new home.
Instead, What’s the time, Mr Wolf was played regularly. Other kids knew the game, it didn’t require a large playing ground, and just needed children who could count. Children adapt to their environment astonishingly quickly.
Now an old man, Ka Long was in charge of looking over his grandchildren, making sure they don’t get hurt, and bringing them home for dinner. He accepted the job, using it as a reason to get out of the house and breathe in some fresh air. Kids loved him since he would bring them snacks, parents less so since he sometimes ruined their appetites for dinner.
Besides Chi-lin and Hsing-chun, there were three other kids in this game. One of them Ka Long didn’t recognize, perhaps she was new to the area. The other two were Chih-kai and Wen-huei, two rough-playing but ultimately kind kids. The new kid took on the role of Mr. Wolf, standing with her back against the wall.
“What time is it, Mr. Wolf?” The children chanted in unison.
They all took three cautious steps forward. Chih-kai was the bravest one, standing an arm’s length closer to the new kid than Hsing-chun. They were all still at least ten long strides away from her.
“What time is it, Mr. Wolf?”
Upon hearing this, they all took six small steps forward, aiming to keep the maximum distance between them and the new kid.
“What time is it, Mr. Wolf?”
The new kid pounced. Arms outstretched, she ran full speed at Chi-lin, who sidestepped beautifully to buy himself ample time and was quickly out of sight. She then turned to Hsing-chun, who was nearby and thought she was safe since Chi-lin seemed to be far closer. Hsing-chun turned and fled.
The new kid followed closely, and Hsing-chun could almost feel her breathing down her neck. She attempted a sidestep, but the kid anticipated this and only helped to close the gap between them. By now, all the other children were nowhere to be seen. It was just the two of them. Ka Long had not noticed their absence, too absorbed in his newspaper.
Hsing-chun had ran halfway around the park, and was beginning to tire out. Her opponent showed no signs of slowing down. To buy herself some time, she turned right, but came face to face with the fence around the park. It was a dead end. She stopped dead, her mind blank with no idea what to do to get her out of this.
“BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!” The loudspeaker perched on a nearby blared, interrupting the game. Both kids groaned. Another air raid drill.
“This is a practice air raid drill test, as ordered by the Taipei municipal government. I repeat, this is a practice air raid drill test, as ordered by the Taipei municipal government. Please proceed to the nearest shelter in a fast and orderly fashion. I repeat…”
The children congregated in the middle of the park again. Ka Long, who had now woken from his newspaper, took the children across the street and into a cramped basement shelter. The children were not worried, just annoyed the game was not allowed to end.
These days, air raid drills were becoming more and more common. When Ka Long first moved to Taiwan, it had never happened before. But now, the People’s Liberation Army Navy regularly stations its fleet just off their coast. War seemed imminent. A bunch of his friends had already fled, to Europe, to America. He was much more hesitant about leaving. He had already fled once in his life, and didn’t want to go through it again.
I’m old, and there’s not much they can do to me. I can endure that. But them… He looked at his grandchildren. If we must run at “midnight”, then what time is it right now? Ten? Eleven? Eleven thirty? He hugged both Hsing-chun and Chi-lin tighter.
My grandfather had to flee, then I had to flee. Do they have to flee? Is that just our destiny? He wondered, knowing there is no answer.
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