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dagods · 10 years ago
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Chapitre 23 - Recharge?
Chapitre 23 – Recharge?
Chapitre 23 Recharge ?
  -          Garry, je ne peux pas le faire !
Le cri au secours de Donna résonna depuis sa chambre, passant par la mince ouverture laissée entre le mur et la porte qui n’était pas entièrement fermée. Un large sourire satisfait s’étendit sur les lèvres d’Ode comme ce dernier s’appuyait lentement contre le dossier de sa chaise, croisant les bras derrière sa tête. Les épaules…
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dagods · 10 years ago
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Chapitre 22 - Ode Olson
Chapitre 22 – Ode Olson
Chapitre 22 Ode Olson
  La lumière vira au bleu et il traversa la rue sans se donner la peine de regarder des deux côtés. Cette fois encore il était sorti sans sa jupe et vêtu comme une ombre. Des gouttes de pluie glissaient gentiment le long de sa frange après s’être installées un instant sur le dessus de sa tête et pour la cinquième fois Ode retira ses lunettes pour en essuyer les verres avec…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapitre 21 - Fait de beaux rêves ma puce
Chapitre 21 – Fait de beaux rêves ma puce
Chapitre 21 Fait de beaux rêves ma puce
  Enfin un peu d’air frais. Un peu de ciel, de bruits de la ville, quelques heures à passer en dehors de cette prison métallique en laquelle s’était, depuis son affrontement avec Crow, transformé le bunker. Tout vêtu de noir comme il l’avait promis, sans sa jupe, toujours comme promis, Ode s’enivrait de la moindre parcelle de tout ce qui lui avait manqué…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapitre 20 - Zéro plus une barre
Chapitre 20 – Zéro plus une barre
Chapitre 20 Zéro plus une barre
  Les G.O.D.S s’assirent à la minuscule table de leur minuscule cuisine, le regard posé chacun sur une assiette que certains auraient affirmé préférer vide. La viande semblait cuite plus dure que la semelle des bottes de Donna, les légumes paraissaient plus mous que le tissus de la jupe de Ode et à sa première bouchée Sasha fit une si belle grimace qu’il coupa à…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapitre 19 - Petite Amie
Chapitre 19 – Petite Amie
Chapitre 19 Petite amie  
            Toute une semaine après l’incident au Tombeau, Trudy quitta le bunker à tous les jours à la recherche de Baxter, après que Garry ait affirmé, pour consoler Donna, qu’il y avait peut-être des chances qu’il soit toujours en vie. Elle voulait le croire. Et elle le chercha encore et encore, dans toutes les rues, dans tous les parcs et jusque sur le lieu du marché…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapitre 18 - Lâche
Chapitre 18 – Lâche
Chapitre 18 Lâche
           Son ordinateur détruit, Donna avait à présent besoins de nouvelles pièces afin que Garry puisse lui en reconstruire un autre. Fort heureusement, leurs trois autres machines étaient restées intactes, si ce n’est que Garry et Sasha avaient perdus quelques notes et, dans le cas du musicien, le brouillon d’une piste qu’il avait oublié d’enregistrer. La jeune femme voulant…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Un effet brouillon.
C’est ainsi donc que je vous sert désormais des chapitres en français, traduits à main levée de mes brouillons rédigés en anglais. Des pages écrites sans trop se casser la tête, sur des choix de mots simples et une absence flagrante de tournures de phrases recherchées. Le brouillon d’un brouillon, en somme, révisé à peine, bâclé peut-être pas, fatigué peut-être un peu. Possiblement pressé,…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Change of program
Change of program, yes.
I’ve come to the decision to stop trying to write in a language I’m not fluent with, so starting from chapter 18 DAGODSwill now be written in french and when I’m done with the whole story I will translate the previous chapters as well. I’m a bit annoyed by the fact that the characters speech patterns will obviously change but meh, what can I do about it? I’ll find another…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapter 17 - Like friends do
Chapter 17 – Like friends do
Chapter 17 Like friends do
  Sasha’s work on a program was always well done, with creativity and care. Even for the smallest of tasks, he would take the time to design an interesting interface and even make a few sounds to go with it. This time he had cooked out, as he called it when he installed it on Donna’s computer, a kickass masterpiece—he then renamed it a kickbutt masterpiece as Ode called…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapter 16 - I think daddy doesn't love me anymore
Chapter 16 – I think daddy doesn’t love me anymore
Chapter 16 I think Daddy doesn’t love me anymore
  She was looking as fast as possible for the tracer in the sentinel’s body when the sharp and nasty noise of her beeper made her jump and drop her tool. It wasn’t usual for Garry to use the panic button; normally it was the other way around. Normally she was the one calling himto the rescue. Worried and wondering if it had anything to do with…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapter 15 - What did you have for breakfast?
Chapter 15 – What did you have for breakfast?
Chapter 15 What did you have for breakfast?
  -          You’ll have to stay where I can keep an eye on you. Keep close to my cameras and answer the phone if I call you.
-          What if we’re fighting?
-          Then you get the fuck out of there.
The G.O.D.S were sitting in a pile of pillows and blankets, slumped over each other like a litter of puppies. It would have been hard to tell by…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapter 14 - Ink on tree puree
Chapter 14 – Ink on tree puree
Chapter 14 Ink on tree puree
    -          I’m bored! screamed a voice in an empty corridor.
Walking slowly a male stopped in front of an oversized poster, sulking like a rebellious teenager.
-          You know, I always thought you look like an idiot. No, seriously, you look dumb. What do you have t’say for your defence? Nothing?
A noisy sigh escaped his lips as he uncrossed his arms from…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapter 13 - I thought you didn't like the box
Chapter 13 – I thought you didn’t like the box
Chapter 13 I thought you didn’t like the box
  When she finally entered the bunker, Donna was back being Trudy and Garry wouldn’t even look at her. A sly smile grew on her lips. The pink haired hacker was being so obvious there was no way she could’ve mistaken his body language. He was jealous. He was jealous and he was sulking and she knew she had the power to put an end to it in a matter of…
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Chapter 12 - Cannot do without the stupid riddles
Chapter 12 – Cannot do without the stupid riddles
Chapter 12 Cannot do without the stupid riddles
Heading back where Ode had for habit to hide Isabella, Trudy could notice that the traffic lights were changing just for her. Or as she mentioned to her passenger after waiting for the longest time on a street corner for the left turn triangle to switch: they were changing in order to direct her. It was more by impatience than by desire to obey that…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapter 11.5 - It's wet
Chapter 11.5 It’s wet
The gas indicator started flashing and suddenly Ode was not a hero anymore as he grimaced with evident disgust. He thought he’d have the time to meet with Donna before he would have to fill his tank. A bit nervous about the idea but…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapter 11 - Street V.I.P
Chapter 11 Street V.I.P
  A bead of sweat slid down his neck. Darn, did the sun was hot today. Had he known earlier he would’ve wore lighter clothes. A sleeveless sweater maybe, perhaps he would’ve got rid of the skirt as well. Hair sticking to his face…
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dagods · 11 years ago
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Chapter 10 - Behind the Cameras
Chapter 10
Behind the cameras
  Day after day the cameras seem to always show the very same thing: people walking, hurrying, happy people, angry people, sad people. Zooming in on their face, dreaming about their life, wondering why those tears or why that…
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