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The small screen blinked green, an even smaller dot moving slowly around the edge. The green lines spanning out wavered for a second on the radar, the monitors all froze for a moment, and then flickered back to life. Only this time, the dots were multiplied one-hundred fold. The security officer gave a sharp cry of surprise and fumbled for his radio. Pressing the button, he held the object up to his mouth, “We have a code-” It was at that moment that he made a strange gurgling noise, like something wet was building up quickly in the back of his throat. For a moment, the receiver of the message was silent, until the officer, his eyes huge and pupils dilated, staring at the screen in shock, made another choking sound and slumped forward. The radio wobbled from his fingertips and thumped loudly and satisfyingly to the floor. The receiving officer began yelling down the line. It was then that the woman stood from her crouched position in the shadowed doorway to survey her work and crush the radio beneath a flat-footed, soft leather boot.
“Sleep well,” she hissed in the dead officer’s air, yanking a small knife from the back of his throat.
By Becca URL on 11.06.2010
radar. palindrome. a fly’s eyes, veiny and contorted. radar. rad. ar. listening, silent, soundwaves wavelength. cameras, photos. and rat’s tail running from the bright light into the darkest corner of the room. radar. senses, sensual, seduction. sex.
By heather on 11.06.2010
radar is a device that detects shit, for instance you can have a dead baby radar (D.B.R) which you plug in and then you can detect dead babies, really great and cuts down a lot of jobs from simple house work to laundry – “shit another dead baby” said Margaret
By Matt URL on 11.06.2010
Loud, red, common…lights and sounds, vulnerable. Out there, everyone sees you. No one stops. Big deal.
By Dafne URL on 11.06.2010
She had me on her radar screen but I moved so quickly she got tired of counting the blips and the beeps and then I was still hiding behind the green dot of light and holding my breath till her eyes wandered to another screen and then I rolled gently out of sight and off her radar.
By Nancy O'Neill on 11.06.2010
something use to detec objects taht are difficult to see with he neaked eye. A process \i have lusedf in group supervision to focus on specific cases to look at alternative perspectives.
By corinne on 11.06.2010
gaydar. haha … ive always felt like I had a pretty good gaydar. Apparently not THAT great since I dated Daniel and then e turned out to be gay… I figured I could’ve seen it coming considering he would hardly even kiss me. haha…oh failed high school relationships. fun times.
By Cale on 11.06.2010
the radar bleeped rapidly.. i was amazed at the fleet of aircrafts bleeping across the screen. I didnt know it they posed any harm, but they definitely had a plan.
By michelle on 11.06.2010
left to right
it’s all the same
symmetry & agony
it’s all the same
right to left
By doc. URL on 11.06.2010
Detecting your movements not letting you hide it watches and follows you
By Jonathan on 11.06.2010
But then, why was it that I could remember a populated city as clearly as I could see the unpopulated city before me… and yet how it got this way somehow managed to slip past my radar?
By mimimanderly URL on 11.06.2010
The radar bleeped again. “How far away can you track them?” a bystander anxiously asked. I calmly ignored her growing nervousness and concentrated on finding out everything there was to know about these cons. They had taken a plane, hijacked it on it’s way to Georgia.
By Maddy URL on 11.06.2010
under peoples radar is like being under my mamas radar its ridiculous. i dont understand it for a minute. like why cant she just leave me alone lol. always under her radar like i have a life too ya know? and then people whether yoru famous or not your always under someones radar. even when youve well left your mamas house someones always therew atching you.
ahhh so sad. too bad. live with it under their radar.
By Tara on 11.06.2010
It was difficult to cross under the enemies radar. There were so many soldiers sleeping in all those tents, and what he was searching for was in the heart of the camp. His captain ordered him to find the plans for their attack. Too bad the captain doublecrossed them all.
By Rebecca on 11.06.2010
She was beautiful, flawless.
Her warm caramel hair framed her petite face in voluminous waves.
Her lips looked full, small, and crimson.
Her nose prominent but elegant, graced upon her face.
Her cheeks rosy and high, protruding gaily each time she smiled.
Her eyes shined, bright and lively – flecks of brittle charcoal in its depths.
Perfect, except that one eye was pale blue and the other deep grey-green.
An aspect only making her more gorgeous.
The girl possessed a skill, the art of flying under the radar.
By giraffeslovepopsicles URL on 11.06.2010
You were in my radar once you put yourself there. Now I want you right where I can see you. But you’ve lost sight of me. Did you think you could get away? I’ve got you in my radar; you’ll never escape these eyes. I will always feed upon you, a hawk and mouse game.
By katie URL on 11.06.2010
In college, there was this slightly creepy guy that used to be a cop, and his name was radar. Anytime we needed a ride to the bar, he would take us in a big white van (creepy too!), and any other UK student! Weird, but totally useful! Oh Radar…
By Jessica on 11.06.2010
detector – cops use radar detectors to catch speeding cards. Radar is also the name we gave our cat after he had a tail injury, cause his tail stuck up funny.
By Amanda on 11.06.2010
i believe there is a britney song that i like with the word radar in it
cheesy looking fake screens
you sunk my battleship.
which way should i go?
By channie URL on 11.06.2010
Bats, Electric towers, Dolphins, Submarines, Missiles. Today is a good day for lists.
By Apollo URL on 11.06.2010
I just want to get on your radar. That’s the new phrase I’ve come up with when making cold calls. It sounds kind of corporate and slick and casual and not too desperate? Or perhaps it’s totally desperado.
By the girl at the end of the hall on 11.06.2010
the radar swept back and forth, while the mother looked onward. the entire sub was anticapting the single phrase: she’s hit!. sweet dearest mother knew what must be done to stop her son, but it would be difficult
By David John URL on 11.06.2010
The lights were flashing red. I was sweating profusely; I instantly regretted wearing all black head to toe. I didn’t really need it that much. With a glance behind me, I see guards yelling, threatening with their guns. Knowing they wouldn’t dare, I just smirked and kept on running, but for safety measures, picked up a bit of speed.
By Erin on 11.06.2010
The radar let out anther blimp, and mr. turner tapped his pencil on the desk. It was too much for him on a night like this. I did want anything to do with the superhero nonsense. He was just covering or his buddy, so her could share the tickets to the pacers’ game/
By misystarlight URL on 11.06.2010
General Thompson, was intent on launching the offensive. The enemy was approaching by air, he was certain of it as nightfall approached. He paced back and forth in the war room and cried, “Launch the missiles, gaddammit!” Sergeant Feeney looked up from his radar screen and asked “to where? I have no indication of an attack.” Gen. Thompson screamed, “They’re everywhere! Launch! Launch! Those gaddamned mosquitoes ain’t gonna win this time, gaddammit!”
By richpee on 11.06.2010
I choose to fly under the radar. Here no one knows your name and no one cares. The people that surround you are fake just like you when you fly under the radar.
By adam URL on 11.06.2010
This guy. There was something unsettling about him. She didn’t know what, but he just didn’t seem… Normal. That’s right, something about him just set off all types of alarms and radars in her head. Narrowing her eyes, she glanced at him before continuing with her work.
By crispy URL on 11.06.2010
Radar sweeps through the minefield like an aura emanating from that person that you used to be. That was fifteen minutes ago. Fifteen years ago. Fifteen everythings ago. Where did that person go? Does it even matter anymore? That minefield’s no minefield. It’s your life. The explosives are the things that make it interesting. Turn off your radar.
By Joel URL on 11.06.2010
The policeman sat in his car with his radar machine on to catch drivers speeding, but I didn’t worry because I never speed.
By Mary Lou Wynegar on 11.06.2010
Scanning a vast, emotionless landscape in search of a reclusive grain of life. Constantly optimistic in its search. Repetitive yet inconspicuously complex, beautifully yet worryingly intelligent.
By Tom URL on 11.06.2010
radar on the road turn left to avoid being caught.
do you still have the whole bag? don’t turn your head. They might be behind us.
we are far away from the place of the crime. keep driving but don’t go over
the speed limit.
By renana ve simcha on 11.06.2010
Radars indicate intrusiveness-
However, when my radar goes off around you
It doesn’t mean you’re intruding.
The beep of the radar is letting me know to get ready
Because you’re near me;
Therefore I should contain my emotion and not explode of pure
By Jhosy URL on 11.06.2010
how to find your way in the dark; crying is the radar of the soul…
By E.M. Ma on 11.06.2010
by many weather people I would say that they can predict the rains, the storms, the tornados I would never guess that they were perfect, they make mistakes it is never the same, every day. They give us false hope the weather is an enemy and radar is it’s guide.
I laugh at the snow, and storms, and dance in the rain. I wonder often why I let it be my guide, should I merely step out of the inside and experience that which has guided me to this place and I am but a mere statue standing in the rains, and letting it wash over me like the morning dew.
By sj on 11.06.2010
She wasn’t on my radar. I’d barely noticed her, but then she walked into the room and pulled a gun out and pushed it into my temple. Hard. she got my attention, that’s for sure. But I didn’t get it completely. What did she want from me?
By wemuma URL on 11.06.2010
A blinking light,
a dark screen, closed eyes.
Green on black, a radar of sorts,
but not really tangible.
Open eyes, understand.
You were never here.
By Effie URL on 11.06.2010
The radar detector went off, bam! I knew that I was busted from inside of my car. I saw the cop lower his sunglasses and even at ninety I could tell that he was leering at me. I sped on past him and started to pray. I watched as his car got smaller and smaller in the distance. *whew* looks like I dodged the bullet this time!
By Jamie on 11.06.2010
“I have a boob radar.” Ludwig said, a slight grin on his face. “I can sense any woman from like, five miles away.”
“I don’t know if that’s a skill one should be proud of, Lui.” His friend Wilhelm sighed.
By Ninja URL on 11.06.2010
radar is where you can find someone. like a crime. police use it to get our sorry asses when we speed. i hate when they hide out on their little secretive places. they aren’t really “not seen”. I can see you little cop. they are always
By Lisa on 11.06.2010
mom radar. ugh how i hate that. she nows if im telling the truth or when im lying. i have no weakness to her. she knows everything…..radar mom radar. please let me be….