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
Life as a Hero (almost)
You find yourself in a pub. No particular description at all but it has all the features of a standard pub. Dancing girls, old angry Scottish bartender and a shadowy figure in the corner. Yep and here you are just standing there in street clothes. Or at least thats what you thought you were in. You look down and your cloaked. You have on a brown cloak with one button securing it close. Where do you go from here?
Written by Razortail on 20 September 2005
taking in the atmosphere
You walk to a table away from any of the action. Making sure you have a good view of the hooded stranger, your back to the wall and a clear path to the exit,
you take a seat.
There are seven other people in the bar, seven at tables and three at the bar, a waitress makes her way amongst the crowd, bringing drinks and taking an unfamiliar form of money. Most people are involved in their own affairs aside from the 2 men cat calling at the dancers shouting demands that they show more leg and other innuendo.
A man and a woman sitting a few tables over from you move in toward each other and begin a hushed conversation. The waitress approaches you.
Written by illya on 26 January 2006
Feline
"What can I get you?" she asks.
You're not quite sure how to respond. "Um...a beer please."
She nods and heads off. She comes back a moment later with a saucer full of amber liquid. "Here you go miss," she says handing it to you.
"Thanks," you say automatically before looking at the saucer "Why a saucer?" you ask.
The waitress shrugs. "I thought you would have trouble with your muzzle."
Your eyes widen and you stare at the girl for a long moment. Then you glance down at the saucer. It is barely half filled with beer. "Oh..." you murmur.
"Do you have a mirror?" you ask.
The waitress smiles. "Of course. The bathroom is just over their" she points to a door.
"Thank you," you smile. You set the saucer down on the table and stand up. Your cloak billows around you as you head for the bathroom.
Once inside you take a moment to admire your reflection in the mirror.
A feline face stares back at you. A beautiful young female feline with bright green eyes, black ears, and long cream colored fur. Your tail twitches as you gaze into the mirror. This is the first time you've seen yourself since leaving home. You touch your nose, running your fingers through the soft fur.
"What am I?" you ask yourself.
You leave and head back to your drink.
"Everything as you expected?" says the waitress.
"I was expecting a human face." you say.
"Ah " she says "You are one of the victims" she says. " Their was a recent outbreak of a wild polymorph spell. There are many victims like you. They will be taken care of" she says.
"A wild spell?" you ask.
"Occasionally a spell will take a life of it's own. This one was particularly nasty. You are one of the luckier ones." she explains.
"How so?" you ask.
"You are still walking upright," she says. " A lot of the victims did not even get that. They changed into something much worse than a human. Some turned into animals, others became monsters."
"Monsters?" you gasp.
"Yes. They would attack everyone and everything. Most of the survivors like you have new bodies to deal with ."
"I see" you say.
The waitress nods. "It will take some time for you to adjust to this body. We can help you if you need it" she says.
You nod. "Thank you" you murmur.
"I'm going to get you another beer," she says.
You watch her go and then turn your attention to the rest of the room. You hear the music start again and the dancing girls return to their work.
Written by NovelAi on 26 February 2022
The end (for now)