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Thursday, 17 July 2025

Character Recreation - Part Three

Seconds away from losing consciousness I feel my whole body lurch, the sensation gripping me being almost concerning similar to when one 'falls' while laying in bed. I'm forced to close my eyes as the light rushes back to meet me, the suddenly burst of speed making it impossible to adjust to the blinding rays.

With a dull thud I feel myself suddenly come to rest, the lurching and fall backwards and forwards suddenly vanishing almost as soon as it had appeared. With my eyes still closed I slowly let them flutter open only to find myself leaning on a large marble kitchen island as the loud sound of grinding coffee and scent of freshly cooked breakfast assault my senses, a heavy fluffy wool robe hanging around me and cinching in loosely around my soft squishy waist and aching chest as it fights back the morning chill.

My legs shake and my lower back aches as I hunch forward, an immense pendulous weight on my chest dragging me forward. Wiry and sweaty hair dangles around my face, the messy brown strands obscuring my view as my eyes struggle to focus.

Exhaling sharply I grasp the edge of the counter top tightly, a metal band around my left ring finger clattering against the cool stone as my heart pounds violently in my chest.

Tuesday, 15 July 2025

Character Recreation - Part Two

"Huh..." I mutter to myself, my heart catching in my throat as I look at the roughly categorized representation of my life fill out on the screen. More filters in lower in the window, however, my gaze remains stuck on the first few options. "... Difficulty?" I coo softly, tapping at the keys as I navigate the blinking cursor up to the [Normal] option.

As I try to delete it the option itself merely begins to blink as if selected, the whole form shifting and editing itself as I tap up and down through the options. From [Very Easy] [-50] to [Insane] [+50] it quickly becomes obvious just how much of a change each would bring.

"Those are... they're the same as the whole total up top!" I croak, realizing that changing to even an [Easy] [-25] life would take some sacrifices down the line.

Still, my heart races at the thought and my lips curl into a wicked grin. This was simply too intriguing to pass up, my mind wheeling as I try to think of what I could safely edit and change.

"Let's just see... what we have..."

Monday, 14 July 2025

Character Recreation - Part One

Leaning back into the sofa I watch as my laptop whirs and whines, the fans spinning at such a rate it almost doubles as a space heater. It can't be good for the damn thing, the old gaming laptop having grown uncomfortably warm to the touch for the better part of an hour.

The Command Line whizzes past in a flurry of white text, the code flying by as a blur while whatever I had downloaded compiled itself.

"If it's a virus..." I sigh, rolling my head back as I stare for a moment at the ceiling. "Well I'll just reformat. Shame to lose everything on the drives but..." I muse, my blabbering slowing to a halt as the Command Line window vanishes and quickly re-appears.

The new window slowly churns out a set of blocky ASCII art, the separated lines forming what almost looks like some kind of form. Despite the lack of compiling the computer continues to grow warmer and louder, the fans only slowing once the form begins to finish filling itself out.

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[Character Creator] 

[ Name: Jordan Hughes ]                                                [ Points: -50 ]

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Sunday, 29 June 2025

'Borrowed' Body - Part Two

I stop listening as she pushes the door open, my eyes squinting as they adjust to the light of the backroom. While the overhead lights remain in their dimmed state no small amount of white and blue illuminate the room, the bevy of screens on and working make me wonder just how many people are meant to be assisting this girl when she is working normally.

I swallow hard as I stare at the looming machine at the back of the room, the two metal cylinders designed for in-person swaps sitting with a cascade of cable sheaths running between them and up into the ceiling.

Looking from the empty pod on the left, the small bare stool barely visible in the din of the room, I slowly turn to the shadowy figure in the pod on the right. I fight for a weak smile as I stare at Stephanie, the dim and bubbly twenty-one year old blonde who lives in the apartment above my own.

Wanderer's Wardrobe - Part Two

After a short break I slowly come to my feet, my arms shaking slightly as I walk up to shift the damn thing across the room. As I reach out to grapple with the massive thing once more time I pause, my head shaking from side to side.

"There has to be something inside this thing" I grumble, trying to justify why I was struggling to move the giant piece of furniture. Reaching down to the handles I pull it open, my eyes going wide as I stare at the racks of well hung outfits.

"I knew it, I..." I cheer, my excitement turning to a low groan as my shoulders slump. "Why didn't I check before I moved this fucking..." I grumble, my head perking up as I look at the clothes dangling inside.

Jostling as if freshly hung up I glance between four rather complete sets of clothes, the slight swing in the hangers lasting longer for some than for others as dangling pairs of shoes swing and lurch from the old wooden frames.

Saturday, 28 June 2025

Making it with the Medallion - Part Six

"Okay... okay..." I pant, taking a series of deep breaths as I get the car started. "Step one, I need to get out of here. This girl was a cheerleader, at least in college so... somewhere without a local college I guess..."

As I carefully reverse out of the parking lot I strain to get a sense of the steering wheel, my dainty fingers fumbling with the thick plastic ring as I'm forced to relearn to drive or at least how the damn thing handles with this new body.

"... Donovan Ranges were always nice this time of year..." I muse, nibbling my lip as I slowly pull out into the quiet suburban street before mentally mapping out the quickest way to the highway. "Small towns... plenty of people coming and going for hikes and camping and..." I continue, biting down hard as I squeeze my thighs together and relish the sensation of athleticism and fitness that I had lacked for over a decade at this point.

"... and I suppose I could enjoy the exercise too" I laugh, my voice coming out in a cutesy giggle as I finally get onto a main road and on the way out of the city as a whole.

Friday, 27 June 2025

'Borrowed' Body - Part One

Wringing my hands together in the cold night air I try to warm them up as best I can. Standing in the dark alley, the only light coming from a small dim bulb illuminating a nearby dumpster behind a Thai restaurant, I can't help but whip my head around anxiously.

Sliding my hands apart I knock at the door again, the low thud of the metal door reverberating throughout the alley as I hunch down again to keep from being seen.

For a moment I consider leaving. Maybe I had gotten the address wrong? Maybe I got which day the meeting was confused.

As I wrack my head, my mind looping over the possible problems over and over again, I hear a set of footsteps and hushed grumbling from beyond of steel door. As the door creaks open, the dull emergency lights inside barely illuminating the face of the young college aged girl leaning to look through the crack, I watch as a set of dark green eyes narrow through the shadows.

"Keep it down" she hisses, her voice hushed yet furious. "You Mr H?" she asks, inching the door open slightly more as she looks my far taller form up and down inquisitively and with an appraising eye.

"Uh..." I grunt dimly, my thoughts sending me reeling for a moment before I'm able to compose myself. "Yeah... yeah I'm Mr..." I begin to respond, the door parting the moment I say yes as the young woman ushers me inside.

"Then get in" she snaps, a slender tan arm lunging out to grab at my coat as I'm pulled inside. "I swear, if I lose my job because of you being all loud and stuff I'm going to..." she huffs, her words falling away as I stare at the poorly illuminated sign on the wall.

'Swap Clinic - Authorized Entry Only'

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