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Immortalized

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Entry to this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction!

Roberto had no idea what he’d gotten himself into after the casting crew told him to strip down. The audition was for a sidekick role on a pilot of a cross-over sci-fi detective series between Sherlock Holmes meeting inter-galactic crime syndicate. He felt a slight chill in his briefs after the cameras started rolling.

“Recite these lines” commanded a female producer as she pointed to a page on the script.

“A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush” Roberto uttered in his best Watson imitation.

“Again” ordered the producer, “this time with rage.”

“A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush!” Roberto yelled, channeling Taxi driver.

“Again! With sorrow and disgust!” dictated the producer.

Several hours after the audition, an exhausted Roberto stumbled back to his flat. Upon entering, he found a DVD and letter by his TV. The video showed Roberto starring in a live-action trailer of the upcoming pilot with lines and scenes that he neither spoke nor shot in. The backside of the letter revealed a contract, signing away all rights to his façade. Dotted lines hovered below a signature, undoubtedly his. Beneath that was a simple order…

“initial”

Heaven on Earth

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Entry to this week’s Friday Fictioneers!

The city council sought to clean up the red-light district by renovating the streets and cleaning up the shops. Its latest initiative went too far as to puritanize the public; the proposition set a nine-o-clock curfew, banned all other mind-altering substances, and even fined all public displays of affection. They named it heaven-on-earth and sectioned off the district to run an experiment. Those invited would have their basic needs provided for but could not leave for a full decade. Those who attempted to depart through alternative means were marked with a halo. Many halos hung by decade’s end.