Reality Hopping
In this story you can hop between realities following these rules:
No more then
- 1 a Day
- 6 a Week
- 20 every 4 weeks
- 50 every 12 weeks
- 180 every 48 weeks
These measurements are based on your home reality.
Your home reality is the one where you start your journey from.
When you hop to another reality you switch your mind with anybody who is there already.
If you hop to a different reality then your home reality from another reality then:
Reality 3 contains you.
Reality 2 contains the person from reality 3
Your home reality contains the person from reality 2
If someone dies then the person whose reality he/she home reality changes to that of the person who died. (Using the example above , if the person in your home reality dies your home reality becomes reality 2. If the person in reality 2 dies then the home reality of the person from reality 2 becomes
3.)
Written by Catprog on 22 August 2004
Alterntive Scenarios from Other Stories
This is for characters from the other stories in other scenarios.
Written by catprog on 21 February 2016
Generic Person. Generic Settings
A generic person in a generic setting.
Written by catprog on 03 June 2017
Jenene
Jenene walked home from school, her brow knit in annoyance as she gazed at her grade card.
"Hey, Jenene. Wait up!" Sasha ran up to her.
"What's wrong?" she asked. "You kind of walked out of the classroom in a hurry."
The tanned girl stopped at her steps once allowing Sasha to catch up. “My parents ain't gonna be happy once they see this.” She said as she gave the report card to Sasha.
“Ouch… What have you been doing these past few weeks? Everything looks okay except math and science.”
“Look, I just don’t want to get yelled by my parents. They want perfect grades in every single class. Otherwise, no more cheerleading and tennis. The first time was a threat, but this time, they’ll force me to leave.”
“Well if you’re heading straight home, I don’t want to intrude then. See you.”
“Thanks. I’ll talk to you tomorrow about it. Later.”
***
Jenene paused in front of her house. She knew her parents were going to ask the "report card question" once she walked through the door. She let out a heavy breath and entered anyway.
Inside, Jenene made it to the living room before her mother called out from the kitchen.
“Jenene, come in here.”
Jenene winced, running a nervous, tanned hand through her dark hair as she held her report card tightly. This lecture from her parents would not be pleasant.
Written by ovelymars908 on 03 June 2017
