《 ˈdi-sə-nən(t)s (Dissonance)》Entries 4-6
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His office was closer to a large, cluttered closet than a real workspace. In one corner was a drafting table burdened with haphazard piles of books. It looked like he had pillaged every book on quantum mechanics, string theory, theoretical physics, and anything by Carl Sagan from the town's now unstaffed library. Everything else in the room was a free-for-all of random shit. He directed me toward a ratty, argyle patterned pullout couch so hideous that I momentarily thought it may be a part of the dissonance.
"You can crash there," he rasped, hoarse from our several-hour talk. "I'm going to lock you in. Nothing personal, it's just town policy. You don't try and leave until daybreak, and if you need to use the bathroom, do so now or forever hold your pees." He smiled at this, and the expression looked out of place on his weathered face. Pained. "The septic still works, so don't ruin it for me. Oh, and you'll be in the dark -- it's better if you don't give it anything to work with."
I did my business, thanked him for his hospitality, and sat on the pullout as he locked me in for the night. The light under the door faded as he and his GlOrb retreated down the hall. I sweated in the dark, dreading what was to come, and thought that maybe everything that happened had been for the best. Any society that made a product called a GlOrb in earnest deserves damnation.
5.
Black then white are all I see in my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me
Lets me see
I heard music in my dreams that night. In the past 16 years, I have dreamt but thrice. Once when the network went down a month in, once in the middle of Montana on my way here, and finally tonight -- in this cramped, darkened room. Amidst the blackness, I could hear music... so clearly. A song I had once known but was now beyond recognition without The Mesh; without the network. I will hold on to that dream for as long as I can, that memory of a time with sweet slumber... uninterrupted.
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With white-knuckle intensity, I clung to the music, to the fading dream. I could feel it slipping incrementally; being replaced by the hell of the dissonance. Finally, it left me... the music now a memory of a memory, and the visions of some other consciousness were upon me.
I will speak of that some other time. I can think of it no more.
6.
Flying cars, jet packs, and VR were the promises of The Future... we ended up with two out of three. Not bad, by most metrics. At daybreak, when my confinement was lifted, my host wordlessly brought me out to his front porch. He pointed, but the gesture was unnecessary. I could see my ride burning just fine by myself, thank you.
This brings me to the core problem of everything happening to us. The thing that we had brought down upon ourselves despite more than a century of warning. The question was uttered out loud while feeling the heat of the flame of my face, knowing there could be no real answer.
"You think it's real?"
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Convicted
Sentenced to the sea for a crime he didn't commit... Wrongly convicted of killing his lover, Li is sent off to serve his sentence in the privateer fleet of Mahlon, where he finds himself somewhere between a sailor and a pirate. He supposes it is a better way to die than wasting away in a prison cell for a crime he didn't commit. If it isn't the sea or sailing necromancers that threaten his life, perhaps it is his assigned partner, an unfriendly man named Ardlac who seems to want nothing to do with a stranger sharing his space. Li doesn't know that his unfriendly exterior masks a wounded soul suffering from a loss Li can understand far too well. But that is only one of the many secrets lurking around him and one of the many threats to uncover. CONVICTED is a low-stakes story about healing, recovery, and comfort. Originally posted on Tapas, I am now cross-posting this story on Royal Road, Wattpad, and Neovel.
8 221Numbers Continually Going Upward
The world has very politely ended in the most webfiction way possible. Everyone is now leveling up in various things. Problems are arising. Some or all of those problems may be based around how to have a community barbeque when the nearest cow has been teleported to a few thousand miles away, along with the nearest supermarket. Join our protagoinst as he attempts to be a cool person, while everything falls apart. _____It turns out that any attempt to write a parody of the litrpg genre through overuse of the concept of leveling up inevitably fails when it turns out that *that is what the genre is based on*. Still, this was a fun little candy project of mine, and I might write more of it.
8 225Abyss' Apprentice (Progression Fantasy)
Delvers gain magical powers from binding relics of the Abyss, shards of a wonderland with warped laws of reality. Felix is obsessed with the Abyss, but can't pass delving guilds exams. When a godlike being steals his homeland, Felix resolves to chase the impossible. He must master powerful relics, learn the secrets of the Abyss, and become more than a human. Copyright © 2021 Sain Smyth. All rights reserved. Discord link https://discord.gg/UkUfjJXxmM
8 79That One Girl // Sam Pottorff
Ally is just a teenage girl who has to live by herself and she doesn't have any friends. She gets bullied everyday and it sucks. But what happens when she meets the famous Sam Pottorff?
8 162Adopted by The gang leader Book #1
15 year old orphan Dahlia Satan Black has known how to throw knives and hack since she was a young child. She is an assassin; Silent shadow, she likes to street fight and street race and knows her way around a gun. She rich but pretends not to be because money can have people acting fake. She has gotten adopted 10 times but gets returned cause they abuse her then get bored.Klaus Michealson the leader of the most feared gangSo what happens when the worlds most famous assassin is adopted by the most feard Gang leader?********************************€****bruh this sucks ass but im hella bored and i saw some stories like this so i was like "im bored so why not?"its 2:59 and im currently up drinking monster and eating hot fries i feel like im on crack.
8 87THE CUNNING VIGILANTE
Chen Li jie, a well-known criminal died and transmigrated into a soon-to-be-concubine of the cold General Feng Delun. As a straight man himself, he was frustrated that he was about to marry the General and because of that he ran away. But seeing the latter made him intrigued and persisting him to be his wife at all cost. He just never expected, that as the time passed he became straight as a zigzag.S Shou: I'm straight.M Gong: So what?S Shou: I have a sword.M Gong: So what?S Shou: I'm a man dammit!M Gong: As long as there's a hole, there's a way.S Shou: ...DON'T REPOST WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!THIS STORY IS MY OWN ORIGINAL. NO TO PLAGIARISM.Unedited
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