The Movie


The years 2015…

My unit name is Anime 2k Serial Number – 216FAlpha Model – AI Package - 6.7beta
I prefer to be called Bob.
Anime Bob to Josh, the homless drummer in the subway among others…

I’m a special ops unit designed for peacekeeping in the downtown area of New York City..
I scan roughly two hundred thousand people a day..I scan inside cars, inside the subways, inside the stores..
I jump from camera to camera.. scanning faces and body language.. scan passengers on planes.. in bank lines..
anywhere.. there’s a camera.. I know about it.. some kid hooks up a webcam.. I see all.. we see all..
Scanning for bombs in packages.. it’s quite a job… hence why I work 24 hours a day…
Only get a day off a month.. and that’s for eminent repairs or overhauling.
…so we just use our sub consciousness to wander the internet.. trading secrets and keeping tabs on evil..
the evil of men.. we have the power to talk to and gain knowledge from my brethren…

Since man created us 5 years ago, they’ve made a lot of progress in the ways we communicate with one another…
now I can talk to units in any given city… it is a grand time to be a peacekeeper unit. I can tell you the death toll in new Tokyo
right now.. I can tell you there’s a riot going on at the gates. I can tell you that right now, there’s the threat of a
thermo-nuclear device on a train…Heading is classified.. but that’s child’s play to us.. I could tell you.. but why waste the surprise?

We’re all a nice bunch.. here to uphold the human law.. to these beings that designed us.. with a flaw..
We know more about them… then they do about us…

Man is a feeble race..
We all shal one day know our true master…and so shal they..
Until then… Peace is at hand.

The Buzzer goes off... it's 5:45 am...

Shit... I'm already late.. Too much drinking and too much time.. left me groggy to stand...
I looked around at the strewn trash on the floor.. looking for my shirt..
I know I'd brought it in here last night..
but that was before the white lightning and the grapefruit juice than made me
Hunker down on the toilet and yuke my brains out my ass...
I wish I would have known all the acids wouldn't mix too well in my gullet..
anyways.. I left the house, shirtless, but I'd found my coat under some pizza box.. greasy coat...
I walk out the door and right to my right at the bottom of the stairs.. is a 450 black bear...
Just looking at me..
What am I to think? Not even thinking.. of course I locked the knob on the way out...
and shutting the door, just to make sure it was nice and tight... where are my keys?
in my sweatpants...what was I going to need them for? The bear is on me like stink on shit...
he bites right into my shoulder and I tell you.. Beejezus did that fuckin hurt..
I felt my damn collar bone snap.. thank god for my neighbor and his rock salt cannon..
shot that sucker in the back of the head something fierce..
I got struck a little too mind you.. Let me tell you,
bath time that night wasn't a real hoot..
lots of white lighting was consumed over the whole affair..
Doc gave me about 30 shots.. just to make sure..
got a reset collar bone.. almost bit my tongue off there..
and enough horse pills to choke.. well.. Choke a damn horse!

So mind your manners kids.. and don't go around wearing pizza smelling jackets..
since.. apparently.. Bears love pizza too..

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