ADSactly Contest - SteemShort #5 - Post 2: Request for the Middle Part of the Story

adsactly (80)in #steemshorts • 6 years ago (edited)

UPDATE: The author for the middle part of SteemShort #5 has been chosen (2018-Mar-28)

There were 6 valid summaries submitted to the jury.

And the jury chose the summary submitted by @currysonlyson.

Congratulations, @currysonlyson.

Here is the summary:

In CELL 1022, Dominique Moreaux had everything ready. The prisoners were going to be let out for dinner soon. The plan was to start the riot on the way. Everyone knew his place. But as Dominique sat on his cell bed, he thought mostly of Claude. A brief scene takes us back to their wedding, how the BRO (Blockchain Regime Officers) stormed into that dinghy room. Dominique and Claude, alert, and immediately, bursting out towards the door closest to them. How they caught up with the brotherhood chopper six blocks away; how Dominque knew he couldn’t possibly follow them. For Claude to truly be safe he had to turn himself in. So after Claude hopped in the chopper, he ordered the pilot to take off without entering himself. Claude screamed from the chopper, and he shed tears himself, but it had to be done. Now as he sat on his bed in cell 1022, he knew. The plan could not fail.

SteemShort #5 - Post 2: Request for the Middle Part of the Story

SteemShort are short stories written collaboratively by three differents authors and illustrated by an artist/photographer.
The process to create a SteemShort is described in this post, slightly modified bin this post. The rules to select the authors and illustrators have been modified in this post.

The first part has been written by @diebitch and can be found below.

This is the request for the middle part of the fourth SteemShort.

Authors that want to write this middle part should send 0.001 STEEM or SBD to the @steemshorts account, with their proposed summary in a memo starting with the character '#'.

This summary must be between 100 to 200 words. Any proposed summary that is shorter than 100 words or longer than 200 words will not be considered.

It is important that the memo starts with the character '#': that makes this memo readable only by the author and the @steemshorts account.

Example of the beginning of a valid memo:

# It was a dark and stormy night ...

There can be only one proposed summary per author. The proposed summaries must be received in less than 3 days after thist post.

After sending their summary, authors should tell in a comment that they have sent their summary, so that they can received confirmation that their summary is valid and they can be easily contacted if they are the chosen author.

After 3 days, all the valid summaries will be communicated anonymously to the 3 members of the SteemShorts jury, and they will decide which author will be chosen.

The chosen author will then be instructed how to submit their full constribution. The full contribution need to be between 500 and 1,500 words.
Once the full contribution of the chosen author will be received, another post with this full contribution will request proposals for the last part of the story.

All authors need to agree for a "Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike" (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/legalcode).

No title for the short story should be suggested. When the full text of the full story will be known, the three different authors will propose a title.

So, writers, send your summary proposals with 0.001 STEEM or SBD to the @steemshorts account.

Here is the first part of the story, written by @diebitch:

In cell block number 1022, a mutiny was brewing. The people that had been chained to the block had had enough. Dominique Moreaux started the domino effect. He wanted to see Claude, his partner. They had gotten married on that fateful day when Dominique had been tried for crimes against the blockchain regime. It is hard for a revolutionary to love someone and also love a cause. His cause was the dissolution of the dictatorship that tracked everything and put it on a public ledger-blockchain. The powerful people in the world had resisted it but they found a way to use the system to their advantage.

Dominique remembered the start. It began with bitcoin, whose tumultuous journey had gone from hope to despair. As banks started shutting down and FIAT lost power, the rich were out on the streets. Politicians were exposed, and the world finally seemed to be on the verge of getting it's act together.

However, power can never truly be decentralized. It is the flaw in humanity and not technology.

Nobody could have imagined that the miners and the technology could be controlled to make a dystopian society. A society that lived in fear. Your indiscretions, messages, internet history, everything was on the public ledger. It was a dictatorship at its worst.

Dominique had been part of a blockchain, NUVO. In their own small ways, they resisted the dictatorship. They were a blockchain that did not use technology in the traditional sense. They used mechanical pulses to create a complex system of codes, similar to Morse code. Even he didn't know their full secret. True decentralization also meant not keeping all your eggs in one basket.

As they gained headway people started getting suspicious. Sometimes the greatest things happen at the wrong moment. He met her. Claude Martinet danced into the hearts of the jaded elite. She was a revolutionary. An emerald-eyed brunette with a joyous smile. The kind of girl who wouldn’t look twice at a bespectacled redhead who liked to hide in the crowd.

One of Dom’s nodes for information was near the theatre where Claude worked. He would go to see her to forget the intensity that his cause demanded for ten minutes. For that was all he allowed himself.

She’d walked up to him and pressed a handwritten note into his hand. Anything that was written by hand, that could not be recorded, was banned.

Meet me at the Bar, 5 Maple Street.

That was all that was written on the note. There were no names. This sheer act of rebellion thrilled him no end. He got someone to cover his shift and went there.

She approached, they didn’t say anything to each other. She took his hand and guided him to a room behind the kitchen.

“NUVO?” she said just one word.

He was suddenly on alert, wondering if the enemy had got to him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” He said coldly.

She took a deep breath.

She showed him the penny that all NUVO carried. It was a remnant of physical currency. A reminder.

“You know the policy, we can’t talk about it. Sometimes it gets very lonely in our world. The pledge of staying single and not trusting a single soul is difficult. I noticed you. For every ten minutes, you were there,” She said in a rush.

Dominique did not know how to reply. Yet, as if compromising to his conscience, he curtly said, “Yes.”

She understood.
They knew they couldn’t have much. Couldn't be a family but for that moment they weren’t alone.

From then on, they always met in that small and gloomy room. Talking for hours. Somehow, everything seemed more tolerable.

Still, their chain had a weak link. The communication had a pattern. It was difficult but not uncrackable.

Dominique knew they were coming for him, it was on the public ledger. Thankfully, they didn’t know about Claude.

Dom and Claude met in the same dinghy room where Claude’s friend performed a small ceremony. It was their rebellion against everything. The system that dictated to them and the resistance that wouldn’t let them be together.

He hesitated as if to ask what she did for NUVO. What would a dancer contribute to the blockchain?