As fast as you can
Filed under:nanofiction,writing,Rob Andrews
Since his creation in Germany by a baker with knowledge of the occult, Ginger Bread Man has always been running. Leaving his native home after he discovered he was created to provide nourishment for his father, Ginger Bread found himself soon in the Land of the Free, America. Like most immigrants, he made his living as a taxi driver. In his free time he pursued his pashion, which was running. Neighbours and joggers close to Ginger Bread noted that he was a runner unlike any other. He could do sprints, long distance runs, anything. He never seems to tire.
Soon Ginger Bread's reputation grew and he was recruited by a running coach, and was featured in the 1992 olympics. He astounded the world by winning Gold in all running events for the United States. This caused an international conterversy, however, with Germany laying claim to him. Ginger Bread spoke on the issue saying that Germany had done nothing from him and that he was a proud American citizen.
The olympics lead to fame, which lead to incredible wealth. You couldn't go anywhere in the mid ninties without seeing a Ginger Bread endorsed shoe or clips of his hit animated series. He was doing the talk show circuit and the Tabloids said that he was attached with various young models.
All stars fall, however. Ginger Bread soon developed a love for threesomes and wild coke binges. He lost his lucrative marketing deal with Nike and
parents groups complained about how he wasn't a good role model. He lost his fortune in the backlash and he quickly became the joke told at office
watercoolers.
Five dead and 14 wounded later, Ginger Bread had the money to pay off his bookie and some extra blow. It all went wrong when his getaway driver chickened out and drove off without him. He ran and ran as fast as he could, but to no avail. He was shot in an alley clutching a sack of bloody 100 dollar bills and broken dreams.
Since his creation in Germany by a baker with knowledge of the occult, Ginger Bread Man has always been running. Leaving his native home after he discovered he was created to provide nourishment for his father, Ginger Bread found himself soon in the Land of the Free, America. Like most immigrants, he made his living as a taxi driver. In his free time he pursued his pashion, which was running. Neighbours and joggers close to Ginger Bread noted that he was a runner unlike any other. He could do sprints, long distance runs, anything. He never seems to tire.
Soon Ginger Bread's reputation grew and he was recruited by a running coach, and was featured in the 1992 olympics. He astounded the world by winning Gold in all running events for the United States. This caused an international conterversy, however, with Germany laying claim to him. Ginger Bread spoke on the issue saying that Germany had done nothing from him and that he was a proud American citizen.
The olympics lead to fame, which lead to incredible wealth. You couldn't go anywhere in the mid ninties without seeing a Ginger Bread endorsed shoe or clips of his hit animated series. He was doing the talk show circuit and the Tabloids said that he was attached with various young models.
All stars fall, however. Ginger Bread soon developed a love for threesomes and wild coke binges. He lost his lucrative marketing deal with Nike and
parents groups complained about how he wasn't a good role model. He lost his fortune in the backlash and he quickly became the joke told at office
watercoolers.
Five dead and 14 wounded later, Ginger Bread had the money to pay off his bookie and some extra blow. It all went wrong when his getaway driver chickened out and drove off without him. He ran and ran as fast as he could, but to no avail. He was shot in an alley clutching a sack of bloody 100 dollar bills and broken dreams.
posted by Rob at 8:50 p.m.
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