怪女孩的腦切片

變調童話　－　綠野仙蹤
（Todd McFarlane's Twisted Land of Oz）

McFarlane　－　Twisted FairyTales


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You see, it was the boots – in combination with the corset – that brought forth the power. Dorothy, and her inner unspoken needs, was the source of the power. The boots and corset were the conduit. The Wizard was the director. 

You see, it was the boots – in combination with the corset – that brought forth the power. Dorothy, and her inner unspoken needs, was the source of the power. The boots and corset were the conduit. The Wizard was the director. 

At the top of the building, the Scientist led the way through an anteroom, then a guard threw open the double doors into a massive ballroom, hung from floor to ceiling with jewels, crests and artwork. At the far end, in front of a vast tapestry, was a throne. On it sat a man dressed in shades of emerald green with some sort of a breather attachment on his face and a horned head. The portions of his skin that were visible appeared rutted and creased like dried hamburger left in the sun. 

Inside the walls, the Emerald City was less cancerous than it appeared from the outside. It was like a cave with residences and businesses built level above level against the wall. The center was populated with parks, open spaces and high-rise buildings. 

And so they trudged onward, more slowly now, as the Emerald City grew from a bump on the horizon to the dominant feature of the landscape, like a single rotten tooth jutting from a jawbone. Dorothy was reminded of an old nuclear fallout video her class had been shown in middle school. The air was thick and smelled peculiar. 

As they traveled the winding road toward Emerald City, the fivesome got to know one another quite well. In the end, it wouldn't be well enough, but they had a delightful journey nonetheless, stopped when they needed rest, subsisting on berries and delectable greenery, drinking crystal-clear water from the occasional flowing stream. 

The three shapes – one skinny, one medium-sized and one large – moved forward far enough for Dorothy and Toto to see them more clearly. Dorothy gasped and Toto growled again at what stood before them. It was like something from a fairy tale: a massive lion cowered toward the rear, his yellowish eyes turned toward the ground; a pile of scrap metal that vaguely resembled a medieval suit of armor with friendly blue eyes; and a pile of straw and sticks that gazed at her curiously with it's small cocked sideways. 

The bright sun woke Dorothy slowly. She could feel the light working its way beneath her eyelids before she even fully realized she was awake. She heard Toto woof softly beside and sat bolt upright

So as young Dorothy admired herself in her bedroom mirror on another lonesome Friday night, She reached into her sweater drawer and withdrew her treasure 

"This Sucks," Dorothy said as she studied herself in the full length mirror on the closet door in her bedroom. "I'm 18 freakin' years old and if I want to go party on Friday night, I'll go," she fumed. 

In the wastelands of Thyle there is a city called Karantica. Once mighty, it is now deserted. Lizards bask on the sun-baked plazas, undisturbed by the thread of human feet. Wild dogs fight and bleed and die in the great houses of that city, where every day was once filled with beauty and music and the high talk of great philosophers. 

 惡靈馬戲團裡的食童邪獸　－　The Sabbaticus‧Trained by Bleb & Heeler

Luis heard his father's voice barking at him, but he didn't back to obey his instructions. Instead he continued to walk, away from the tenements and out toward the old furnaces. They'd been cold for years now, since Luis was just a small boy. But the mountains of gray ash that the furnaces had produced during their many years of their relentless roaring life still covered the ground all around them. 

 惡靈馬戲團裡的大力泥人　－　Golem Elijah

The private detective's name was Ralph Dietrick and the credo by which he lived was simple: No case was ever dropped until it was solved. In his 30 years of detecting he'd had his share of strange cases but none stranger than the one that came his way one wet afternoon in late November. A man appeared in his office, rain running down his smooth sallow skin. 

惡靈馬戲團裡的畸形家族　－　Dr. Fetter's Family of Freaks

Bethany Bled had been washing clothes down at the river when the man on the drappled horse had ridden up to her and told her that she was the most beautiful woman in all of Delphi. She was not used to flattery. The daughter of a charcoal burner – and illegitimate at that – she had never known the company of a man who could weave words so exquisitely as the Duke Delphi. For the next several days he made secret assignations with her and by the time Sunday came, she was ready to give her hear and soul and body to him. They met under the yews in the churchyard, where the many dead o the village were laid in humble graves. 

 惡靈馬戲團裡的鐵處女　－　Bethany‧The Prisoner in the Iron Maiden