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The Mall (sfw story ideas)

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The Mall (sfw story ideas) 2019-03-04 04:17:52


The Mall

by EyesOnlyUS


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Before I start, here's some of the ideas that I'm been thinking of.

The American shopping experience is dead. While most people want to blame online shopping or big box stores for their decline, the shopping mall was a collection of niche store.


The idea for The Mall should be set in a building that is a combination of two former malls in Ohio: Randall Park Mall and Rolling Acres Mall. YouTube has like a ton of videos on shopping malls lately mostly abandoned, being explored by Urban Explorers (UrbExers) or reminisced by historians.


The end result is each mall, with their lack of occupancy and disrepair makes them subject to many documentaries and are often described as "dystopian", "dark", or "one of the signs of late-stage capitalism".


I chose these two locations as the inspiration of the story namely because of guys like Jake Williams and Dan Bell who would make these videos, the latter of which started adding "aesthetic" style to his videos.


The Randell Park Mall had a set of walkways that traversed the area. It was also a multi-level mall with over 150 stores and about five or six anchor (big department) stores. A place that large could spark imagination especially with the many public corridors it had.


The Rolling Acres Mall had fallen into so much disrepair that some of the photos and videos collected by guys like Williams and Bell showed the place vandalized, skylights busted out letting the elements (especially snow) in them, and add to that so many items left in these buildings in the administrative areas that had me thinking "why didn't I consider breaking into the local mall in my area that has been abandoned for the past few years that the local police were using for some lame charity contest where they would further damage the building shooting paintball pellets at each other?"


I also wanted to consider movies like George A. Romero's 1978 cult horror film Dawn of the Dead where a group of people trap themselves inside of a shopping mall during the zombie apocalypse. A similar plot was applied in the video game classic Dead Rising which was so good it spawned three sequels. Prior to the retail apocalypse (which did not start in 2010 like the article on Wikipedia states but much earlier than that, at least it seemed like it in my neighborhood) retail was faltering, and the local leaders had the gall to build another outlet mall in a flood plain in 2003 costing upward of $200 million, only for it to close 15 years later after it was put up for auction in 2015 or 2016 at a value of less than $4 million dollars.


But here in 2019, there is something more worrisome than a zombie apocalypse if the retail industry is going through its own apocalypse causing places which could have been great places to shelter in place if the world was being over run by brain-eating monsters, and that is the actual apocalypse.


I want The Mall to be this post-apocalyptic word sort of like Cormac McCarthy's The Road only without ambiguity as to what the extinction-level event was that The Road was set in.


I find it ironic that McCarthy speaks about how when he was writing The Road how he pictured a post-apocalyptic world would be like in his interview with Oprah Winfrey in 2012, about he imagine a future with fires on a hill when at the end of 2017, we saw this image.

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McCarthy spoke of his idea like it was something 50 to 100 years from now. But this over a year ago.


Complicating things is the news that was released in October 2018 about how we literally have less than 12 years to save the environment according to the United Nations' Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC). To which the response has been everything from "we're screwed" to "it's a plot by socialists to make us stop eating beef" which I'll admit some screwhead at my state legislature last week submitted a bill to oppose Congresswoman Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez's "Green New Deal" because the state's cattle industry because of some panic news story they saw on Fox News about how "socialist democrats are going to force you to be vegan". Now on what country is there a government mandate to force you to eat Kale, Quinoa (which sucks because it never goes through the dishwasher property), or some other overprice food item that Dr. Oz promoted at they sell for $10 at Whole Foods? More importantly, WHY DOES SAVING THE EARTH FROM EMINENT DOOM HAVE TO BE A GODDAMN POLITICAL PISSING MATCH?!


Consider that our demise was more visible and physical, say we had an asteroid situation like in Armageddon, and while basically an asteroid the size of Texas would be our untimely death, if it was avoidable, and Bruce Willis could save the planet by dropping a nuke in the core of a giant space turd, in our current political situation, if a NASA scientist busted into the Pentagon to give the bad news to the guys at the Department of Defense, and the D.O.D. approved of this dangerous mission assuming they had to present this plan to Congress, the president, and the media like it was Obamacare, every right wing radio and TV pundit would call it a conspiracy by the Left to fund Space-X, and since Donald Trump is our president he would learn about it on Fox News only for the pundits on that network to say the asteroid is a political stunt, which he would tweet that until he saw it in the sky it was "fake news", and even with bipartisan support from both parties in both houses on congress (because not everyone who is a Republican is a selfish twat or a Fox News rubber stamp) congress would approve of it, only for everybody to die because the President vetos the bill because the shut down his racist vanity project.


Yeah, I know, this isn't a political board, and I imagine part of this story would be flagged for being political in a non-political thread, but this is a story about a very real scenario made possible by the very anti-scientific partisan politics that makes stories like The Road so much sooner than they appear to be written and The Mall to be a story that will happen IN OUR LIFETIME.


So to the next generation who finds this posts, on say Archive.org or whatever other website there is in the future (maybe this one), this is a story that will be how a speculative fiction in 2019 could be a reality within a decade especially if we give up or fight against each other or call it all "fake news". The world isn't going to be at all like Ready Player One, but closer to The Road and much sooner than expected.


The Mall should be seen as a survival horror that will become our future especially with the inaction and finger pointing and fear-mongering all so grandpa can still eat red meat on Sunday with a baked potato and avoid grandma's request to eat a salad.


We should strive to be better than our parents and grandparents because lord knows how well they've fucked up the world for us. It's why we should fight to make a the world a better place like this meme says.

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The Mall is not a story about politics, or environmentalism, or how we should save the planet (when we can't even save ourselves), but a story about what our world would be like if we did just say "fuck it" only to be in an "oh shit" situation, which starts out as "this is what we are now, I'm sorry the world is like this, the least we can do is survive and make the best with what little we have."


It is a story that starts with right now.


The following story is fiction. Any events that occur after the date this story was written are conicdental, speculative, and fictional.


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Response to The Mall (sfw story ideas) 2019-03-04 04:18:25


Chapter 1: 2019



It is already March, and we have seen the swings of the weather bounce between heavy snow to frigid cold.


There was no Christmas for my family this year. My job as a TSA screener had seen co-workers furloughed or quit after the government shut down. I could care less about politics. My job was to keep the line moving. Eight hours of telling people to take off their shoes and their belts and waving a wand around them as they got on an airplane to some place they felt entitled to go to. Some of them screaming because they lost their luggage or grumble about what the president tweeted. I just wanted to catch up on my bills after that stupid fiasco at the beginning of the year.


But you probably don't want to read about what I was doing around this time of the year. You probably wanted to read about what I was doing around April 2019.


Before I go too far into the story, let me tell you about myself. My name is Sergey Vorhof. Because my name is often hard to pronouce, I just say "Call me Surge". So that's kind of been by nick name here at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport. "Surge" even though "Serge" would be the same thing.


It was a wild winter here in ATL. We got snow. We got ice. We got thunderstorms. But that April, I had never expected what would be coming next.


Sometime around April 16th, there was a severe thunderstorm that hit the airport. It had golf ball sized hail that pelted the city. But I don't think anyone anticipated the wedge tornado headed for the airport.


I've seen videos on YouTube about tornadoes many times. As part of the training video for tornados, we were asked to watch a video of a tornado that hit the airport in St. Louis in 2011, but the videos that always seemed to move me were the large tornados that would hit Oklahoma that were over a mile wide. it more-so piqued my interest after the twister that hit Tuscaloosa and Birmingham the same year we were talking about the videos at Lambert Airport and the devistation that occurred in Joplin, Missouri.


I remember being at the SEC basketball game at the Georgia Dome back in 2008 when everyone was in shock when a tornado damaged the roof of the Georgia Dome, only for me to go outside and find much of Downtown Atlanta damaged by the storm.


But that was nothing compared to what happened on April 16th.


An EF-5 tornado blew out all the windows. Planes were damaged. We were just as panicked as the passengers. It was like a bomb went off. The control tower had been blown down. Union City, College Park, Hapeville, Mountain View, Constitution, Gresham Park, Panthersville, Candler-McAfee. Gone or flattened. It was like of somebody took a line on a map, drew a path through much of Fulton, Clayton, and DeKalb Counties and blanked them off the map.


I was one of the many survivors of that day, even spent much of the time after the event rescuing or helping people after the incident.


When I got home that night to my family, my wife, Katrina, broke out in tears and the kids, who were still very young at the time joined with me together in a family hug.


That summer we though about moving north to Ohio. A winter of Cleveland's lake effect snows sounded way better than Atlanta's humid summers and icy winters where the I-85 wasn't left unsalted.


This would likely be the last normal summer with the family, as the world around us was about to go through some major changes beyond our control.


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Response to The Mall (sfw story ideas) 2019-03-04 04:59:05


Chapter 2: 2030


Sure enough, the world around us was not getting any better.


Last winter, it snowed so hard, the roof collapsed on my house. Societal order was falling apart. Some turned to religion for answers to their prayers, while others blamed the very people who warned them about the incoming doom that happened for not doing enough to stop it. As if any of that was going to change the fact that my family was now homeless because the insurance company wasn't going to pay for the damages considering there were several other snowstorms like the one we got that had crushed other cities not just in this winter but in previous ones.


Getting that letter from the insurer was like getting trolled on the internet by some kid who just told you to kill yourself. I think about those times 25 years ago when the folks in New Orleans were hit by that hurricane or those people who survived 9/11 who were in downtown the day that it happened only for their government to stop funding the fund that was meant to help the firemen, police officers, and the civilians who were exposed to all that dust and asbestos only to be told by some committee of well-insured congressmen to basically "go home and die".


Some of the neighbors and I got this idea about purchasing a mall that had closed about a decade ago which had promised back in the 1970s to be a "great place to live", despite the fact that the interior of the property being ransacked by local vandals for years and copper thieves who looted the ruins of what felt like a lost civilization of whatever copper or scrap metal was still in the building.


It didn't matter to us. What we saw was a fortress. A place to protect ourselves from the disasters that were to come, like the Wildfires we saw that burned San Francisco and Los Angeles to the ground only for mudslides to wash out the ashes to sea. Not exactly "The Big One" everyone had anticipated would be the end of the West Coast, but just as destructive.


The fires were so bad, it snowed black snow in Nevada and Arizona from the soot that had sullied the albedo of the snow.


Duststorms were so bad in the great plains, some meteorologist speculated that Nebraska, Kansas, and Oklahoma would be enshrouded in a cloud of black dust for the next decade, like if the Great Red Spot of Jupiter had formed on earth just to remove the topsoil, rob the earth of its fertility, and bring a pestilence upon the land as if God had come back to rain down the plagues of Egypt on the world.


My daughter Marcy had decided to work for the Red Cross to help all the people that she could effected by the disasters even though like her parents they had no home to go home to.


It seemed like the world was dying, and the captains of industry and government decided to just say "fuck it, we're all gonna die anyway".


I'd expect such a nihilistic response from a teenager who found his father's emo music collection, not from full grown adults, many of whom graduated college (or at least pretended to have graduated from college).


My family joined several other neighborhood families to defy the local government's stupid idea of turning an abanonded mall into a "distribution center" and attempt to transform it into a self sustaining shelter which would be impervious to the harsh weather and the mega-disasters that we were told not to worry about until they started happening almost at a weekly basis sometimes.


It was our plan to turn the abandoned mall from derelict property that the Summit County Sheriff's Office had been using to paintball against the Cuyahoga County Sheriff's Office and for wayward teens to spray paint obscenities on the walls.


We knew there wasn't much time to transform the building.


What we didn't know was what else was in the building. Some band of creatures which nature had wronged that would turn our survival plan upside down.


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Response to The Mall (sfw story ideas) 2019-03-04 12:32:17


At 3/4/19 04:18 AM, EyesOnlyUS wrote: RE: Chapter 1: 2019


Just a quick note, when I wrote this part of the story I hadn't seen the news about the actual tornado outbreak that ACTUALLY HAPPENED this weekend in Alabama and Georgia.


Having survived a local tornado disaster myself back in 2013, my intent for this part of the story was meant as a plot device to move the story forward.


If you would like to help these folks out, get in touch with the Red Cross. Donate what you can. Time. Blood. Food. Gently used items. Service.


Hopefully Chapter 2 won't happen in Northern Ohio where the rest of this story takes place.


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