Hello, World!

 

Prologue: The final countdown

 

Time it seemed had slowed down. And not in the fun way, not in the Unfolding World Online way. UWO had a time dilation system, time would actually slow down artificially. Ok, so time is not really affected of course, but our perception of time is, which is as good as the real thing. There were whole research papers on the effects of time dilation on the human brain and body, they were publicly available. I had even once given it a shot, to try and learn more about it, but the dryness of the content had me quickly giving up on it. Everyone in the end agreed it was safe for use when the proper safeguards were in place, and that was what mattered for me.

Shared beliefs will change the world.

This story is based more or less on a theory that I like quite a bit. Has the world always been a sphere, or did the common belief of millions shape the world when a plausible theory had been found? In what way do expectations influence the result? Do we believe we can go to the moon because we can, or can we go to the moon because we believe we can? Our protagonist is about to find out what the expectations of millions can do to you.

This story is a repost (after editing and fixing the tense) from my original post on fictionmania in 2003

This here is an old story I wrote before I started transitioning, when i still went under the nick Arice McQueen. After the long downtime of FM I wanna make sure my story is safe if one site goes down. It's not my best work, but I hope you'll all enjoy.

What would happen if your body died while having an out of body experience?

Practical Occult
By Amber Willow

Chapter 11: Against all odds

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I woke up feeling good. Better than good even, I felt great. Was I in heaven? I don’t think I should be, they say suicides go straight to hell. But if I was in hell, why did I feel so good? Hell wasn’t supposed to feel good... hell was supposed to feel… well, like hell I guess.

Chapter 5: Like night and day

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-- since some couldnt read the note, i've changed it from script font to just italic. Just imagine it was handwritten.

Dearest stranger,

I know you have been around my house for a while now. I’ve noticed things that have been misplaced, little things that have changed. At first I thought I was going crazy, and maybe I have. But I don’t think so. I think you are real and that maybe you are thinking the same thing about me. Please meet with me tonight in the main hall, just after the sun has set.

Yours sincerely,
Joanne

CHAPTER 3: A NEW HOME

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As we walked up to the mansion my jaw dropped. I looked at my sister with big question marks in my eyes, and she laughed out loud as she said, “Yep, Sis. This is the real deal. This is where you are going to live for at least a little while. Now, follow me. I used my shifting powers to get inside and I actually found the keys to one of the side doors.”

“I’m sorry Mr. White, but we can’t honor your request to have your birth certificate altered. It’s clearly against the law.”

It all started this morning. I was resting on the heater, letting the warmth soak into my fur and flesh. I had been well fed had just finished grooming myself, and was thoroughly enjoying not doing anything at all. One of my humans, the girl, was moving about the room, seeming to be almost floating. She picked up something here, put it down there, came by for quick scritchie, moved along to move something else. This human seemed obsessed with placing things in other spots.. Silly humans, but what can one do?

“Gynecomastia can be eliminated!”
A play on an add i see here which just doesn't seem to belong.

“So what’s wrong with being a boy?”

“Nothing, but I’m not a boy!”