of the hapless Habsburg’s sins. Thorny vines of onyx and ruby were engraved into the solid-gold structure. The assassination art was made of many an outrageously-priced piece of jewelry ostentatiously displayed by starlets on the Oscars or one of the many celebrity-deifying entertainments that were now illegal under the New Order. The craft of acting wasn’t discouraged, but ridiculous awards shows were. It just wasn’t socially fair. And now, the victims’ bling would stab them in the back. Among the biggest, richest stars in line were Academy Award-winning super couple Jake and Figara Guerra. They were shackled and clad in rough potato sacks that hid their gorgeous, professionally trained physiques. Their three-year-old daughter Zinder was locked in a veal cage just like all the other of the doomed’s offspring that were eighteen or younger. Following the mass murder, The New Order would attempt to reprogram them, and if it didn’t work, they were slated to become slaves.
“Mommy! Help me! Fucking call someone!” Bambi screamed at Zelda Deerhunter, who was next in line. Zelda attempted to lunge forward, but was stopped and slapped by a guard. The JumboTron screens circling the spectacle made the image clearer to the crowds, which stretched all the way down to Chelsea. All cars except for buses, cabs and emergency vehicles were absolutely banned today. It was also a holiday and no one had to be at work. Some people chose to stay in their apartments to watch the executions or kick back with friends at a bar and take in this historical happening on television. BOXZ had bought the exclusive television rights. And there were no commercials. By now, every type of demeaning detritus, from soiled underwear to steaming toaster pastries were being flung at Bambi’s feet.
Through the glare, Jake, sweating and shaking, spied the emeralds from Figara’s favorite pair of earrings partially forming the leaves of one of the vines running up the side of the guillotine.
She couldn’t shield her face because her hands were cuffed behind her back, so quite a few squishy, used condoms smacked her in the face. Her eyes, though spattered with scum, sharpened their focus and her senses heightened as she took Following the mass execution, the New Order a careful glance at the executioner. Fur. That was planned to let the guillotine remain in the mid- white fur she saw peeking out from behind the exdle of the square as a monument to what happens ecutioner’s hood. She was sure she was losing her when excess goes over the top, and a threat that mind. they could hold another slaying ceremony if the rich and useless dared to step out of line again. “Consider yourself lucky,” the executioner hissed. “There’s no blood on the guillotine yet.” Jake’s attention turned back to the Bambi Deerhunter drama. When Bambi’s head was laid in place, she was suddenly calm. After all, she was the inaugural beEven though the executioner’s face was concealed, head-ee. That made her kind of special. Just a few it was obvious that when he looked Bambi up and feet behind, a line spreading half a mile of handdown, it was with disgust, not lust. cuffed, shackled celebrities stood glumly while heavily armed police made sure they kept silent. The 20-foot-tall death-dealer continued the con- An uprising was not an option. demnation. The executioner tore Bambi’s diamond choker “Bambi Zelda Deerhunter, you are a completely from her neck and hurled it into the bloodthirsty useless individual with undeserved fortune. We audience. They clamored for it like wild beasts.. have seized all your family’s possessions and it has been decided by the New Order that you will be The blade was released. Bambi’s head fell into the executed by beheading on this day. audience with a generous spurting of blood. You have thirty seconds to say your last words. “ 81