Westworld

April 3, 2028

“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the CEO of Future Global, Malcom Sanders.”

The lights in the conference hall dimmed and a spotlight appeared on a man dressed in jeans, tennis shoes, and a Hawaiian aloha shirt as he walked across the stage. After an initial robust round of applause the attendees fell silent. Malcom Sanders was the latest Silicon Valley technology wizard that had quickly established himself far above his competitors in recent years. His appearances were rare but always accompanied by life and market altering innovations.

Memoirs of an Interplanetary Queen

Part 1

Tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday and I've been waiting for this day for many years. You see, I've had a crush on a girl since the tenth grade. She's like the feeling of standing in a warm summer's rain; like the first day in spring when you realize you don’t need to wear a coat; like the fresh smell of the air after a lightning storm; and like the first taste of bubblegum before it become all bland and tasteless. Tomorrow, on my birthday, she promised me that we'd have a date.

The junior staff members were discussing the situation as I walked in. “But this hallway was completely empty. There’s no way everyone was locked up.” It looks like I got here just in time, as Ms. Rahman’s comment was exactly what I was expecting. I was glad that the situation didn’t get a chance to escalate among the junior staff, so I can set matters straight without resistance.

Who is Aidan Webley? Is he human? Is he a special operative of the Confederation? Is he a psychic of rare ability? One thing he knows for sure is he's loyal to his government. He'll be anything his government needs him to be. Or maybe there is no Aidan, and only a lifeform designed and programmed. Maybe the question should be what instead of who.

After receiving Khans blood, Kirk is revived but faces unusual symptoms. With the help of Dr. McCoy, Kirk gets back on his feet and takes command of the Enterprise on a dangerous mission to show the Klingons the power of Project Genesis. With the Klingons on the move, Kirk must find a way to save his crew as he faces mental and physical changes.

I desperately wanted away from there and I was half afraid he would kiss me again and half afraid he wouldn't! Somewhere in the back of my mind, though I could hear Jim yelling at me and I realized that it had to be the programming that was making me act like this! Ginny had been in charge for the past several minutes and Jim wanted back at the reins of this runaway stagecoach! I made an effort to push the Ginny part of me into the background and I was

Tina Shepherd was in the final stages of dying a slow death due to cancer when she met the Martins and their friends.

sex: 1/10
violence: 6/10
profanity: 2/10

Categories: Hybrid, Elemental, PSI

Timeline: 2060

Chapter Twenty-Six: Chaos at school

Jerry and I were glad to have had a restful weekend once we got to the chaos that had taken over the school. Over the weekend, a dozen kids went down, and a dozen more woke up to their new bodies. Some freaked out, and some just sighed resignedly. All of them had to see one of Doctor Myra's colleagues, and all of them had to spend some time with me or one of the other peer counselors. Some were pleasant to talk to, while others were downright nasty. They were either openly envious of my favorable transformation, or acted like it was my fault that they morfed. I wonder what they would say if they knew that I could actually introduce them to the person who caused them to morf.

Tina Shepherd was in the final stages of dying a slow death due to cancer when she met the Martins and their friends.

sex: 1/10
violence: 6/10
profanity: 2/10

Categories: Hybrid, Elemental, PSI

Timeline: 2060

Author's Note: Joreymay kindly allowed me the use of some of her characters. She wrote much of the dialogue and actions of her characters. Thanks, Joreymay!

Chapter Twenty-Three: Mopping Up

The next day, there were some changes in the lunch room. It may be merely symbolic, but it served to consolidate our efforts to wipe out the prideful elitist attitudes that had poisoned so many of us. When the few pures who stubbornly clung to their beliefs came to sit down, they found that the former pures table was occupied not only by their former cronies, but by everyone from the 'sane but not normal' table. We were also joined by some of the people who had changed over the weekend. When they found that they were outnumbered, they slunk off to the former misfit corner.

Signed, Sealed, and Delivered

By Cathy_t_

This was my very first attempt at writing anything for others to read. The idea for the story is mine but the inspiration for doing it at all comes from two wonderful angels I met on the net one dark night in my life. They stopped me from doing something very stupid that night and I would like to dedicate this story to them. To Prue and Neri. Without their help and encouragement this story would not exist. Nor would I.

PART 1
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Tina Shepherd was in the final stages of dying a slow death due to cancer when she met the Martins and their friends.

sex: 1/10
violence: 6/10
profanity: 2/10

Categories: Hybrid, Elemental, PSI

Timeline: 2060

Chapter Fourteen: Welcoming a New Butterfly

The next two school days were long. I studied and did my work as always, but I was worried about Jerry.

John Martin had turned his successful engineering business over to his kids -- much to their consternation. While camping deep in the national forest, he met a fox hybrid in great need of help.

Note: I added the caution because violence exists in the story. It isn't very graphic, but it is there.

Tina Shepherd was in the final stages of dying a slow death due to cancer when she met the Martins and their friends.

The search for the mysterious girl on the playground continues. Could it be Ashley, or the figment of an imagination desperate for some modicum of hope? Meanwhile, Ryan’s eyes open to a new reality, one where the serum hasn’t simply regressed his adult mind and stripped away his masculinity.

“You were probably confused by being kissed. I understand that can be pretty distracting for people of your species.”

Andrea is shocked to find a male clone of herself at her father's 50th birthday party. She soon realizes there is a conspiracy to clone human beings and that corporate agents are out to kill her to cover up the evidence.

Lately I encountered four fan novels at Fictionmania, one by Olga Turlovna and three by Cordellian. They have been, in my assessment, tg adventure stories of the first rank. The setting is the Planet Gor that sf fans already know of, but this particular version of it features a new element, one that accomodates tg plots. It hasn't been all that hard to write a Gorean story for the first time, since I have read many of the series' volumes. A good preparation for Gor writing has been authoring contributions to the World of Zhor, based on Gor, created by Overlord. Gor has been needing a tg aspect for a long time, and thanks to Olga and Cordellian, it has finally gained one. I hope that people enjoy this offering. I also hope to return to this brave new vision of Gor in the near future.

Luka sat lounging on the sofa on board Seri's Flanker, wearing a t-shirt and panties. She whined to Seri, who was in the cockpit, "Are we there yet?"

"Half an hour. Quit asking, you have a watch." Seri said cynically. They had slowed from trans-light speed to cruising, nearly in the bounds of the system which Rathit belonged to. Soon, a communication channel from Rathit opened.

"You have entered the Rathit system, state your business." said a man over the radio.

Seri sat in the dining area with Zhuang and Luka, watching Luka devour a bowl of rice. She looked at Zhuang and then said, "So Luka here is essentially your slave until she's paid herself off."

"I prefer to call her my consenting servant." said Zhuang.

"And I don't like either of those names!" Luka was red in the face.

"You're so cute when you're flustered." said Zhuang, giggling.

Later, when we were getting ready for bed, Radhika said: “So, has my brother made another conquest?”

 

“No,” I said, my ears twitching. “He’s... I guess he’s kind of hot, but he’s too old for me.”