365 story - part four

There's Elroy over there - see the guy with the Statue of Liberty Mohawk? Right. How could you not? It's red today. It was neon green last time.

You know how we all got different side effects from the implants? Elroy can see inside people. Not their bones and guts, but their inner emotions. It's kind of like mind reading, but he said it's just flashes. Fuck - let's go. I'll let him explain.

"Yeah bo," Elroy shouted, his deep southern drawl distinct even above the roar of the crowd. "I see shit people are thinking, bo.

"Not awull the time - jus' when ya get uh sudden, loud," his eyes had the tell-tale glossy look of a strong inebriation, "a loud emotion, ya know. Uh feelun. I - Uh feelun, bo. I jus' see it, ya know. They all got colors. Feeluns, I meyun.

"Zow - jus' like that bo! You jus' gots a liddle, ha ha huh, a lil' bit a' green on ya. You's feelin' uncomf-terbul dude? Ha ha ha! Lolzies - I make you nervous, bo? Das' rich man! Hey - you notice all da birds a gone? Dey gone man, gaaaawn!"

365 story - part three

Let's put it this way - Elroy is in his own world. I can't quite put my finger on it, but he just lives by different rules. No one ever knows what he will do next. Last time I saw him he was buzzing around, talking non stop about birds. About how different the birds were now. How the birds didn't come around anymore, that you never see them flying.

I'm pretty sure I've seen a bird, man. No, I'm sure I have. Why would the birds disappear after they put the chips in our heads? What does that have to do with birds, anyway? Elroy's crazy. But he's good crazy. You'll see what I mean. You never know what to expect. You'll see....

365 story - part two

I was right. She was naked underneath the goo! I guess that's why they call her the vortex slut, because she really didn't seem like a slut at all. In fact, she is a pretty cool chick.

She said the whole naked thing has something to do with her mode of travel. Like how the invisible man had to take off all of his clothes to really be invisible. You know, 'cause otherwise people would see the clothes walking around without a person in them. When she jumps from one place and time to another only she goes - her stuff can't come with. She said she's gotten used to all of the rude comments. I guess the goop is some kind of inter-dimensional residue or something. I still don't understand the whole alternate universes theory.

Besides - she's not even really there. She's actually more like a hologram. But since she's in our brains we can see her and touch her, although she wasn't too crazy about me putting my hands on her. You would think a naked chick would be used to getting that from guys. Really, if you don't want some guy grabbing your ass, put some clothes on already! Some people.

Oh, and her name isn't vortex slut. It's actually Veronica. How very retro.

Anyway, she dropped by to check out the scene. Turns out Veronica is into the movement - way up there in the movement, actually. She's friends with Smarty and Midnight and all those cats.

I asked her if she could teach me how to do the time warp thing, but the answer was no. I think she was still mad about the ass grabbing thing. Just as well. No one needs to see me naked.

It's going to be time to jet soon, my friend. I'm sure the authorities will be showing up soon to break up our little rally. You know word's gotten out through the network, and they won't put up with our crap for long, even if we are a bunch of street kids. This bar sucks anyway. Too many dudes in here. Besides, we still have to meet Elroy at the Carnival.

I did tell you about Elroy, didn't I? No? Oh, you'll love Elroy. There's something really special about this kid. Let's roll. I'll tell you about it on the way...

365 story - part one

Everything turned dark purple and got really dark, like someone had doused the lights and turned on a blacklight. That's when she first appeared, all covered in gunk.

I hadn't seen her before, but lately I had been hearing a lot of talk about a girl they called the "vortex slut" who materialized out of thin air.

Things had gotten weird since they put the implants in. We weren't quite used to them yet, and no one really knew what to expect. I had a long history of psychotropic drug abuse, so hallucinations didn't phase me quite as much as most folks, but this was still some strange shit.

Pogo had stolen some ChapterOne diskettes a while back and shared them with me. When we were exploring the disks, we came across some references to dimension-tripping people, but I had never expected to meet one, and definitely not here. But like I said, all rules were off now that the Corporation had hacked our brains (at least that was how we saw it). They never expected the revolution that followed. I think they planned on some kind of mass subconscious control over the population, but with all the freaks out there they got a little more than they bargained for, opening up all those weird psyches and patching them together all at once.

Well, hold my beer. I've got to go talk to this vortex slut. I'll come back to you in a while.

Hang on, is she naked under all that slop? Cool...

365 story - intro

This is an idea I just had. I'm going to tell a story, one day at a time. I'm just going to log into this blog and write part of the story each day. It may be a page, a paragraph, a line, or just one word - but I'm going to try really hard to add something every day. If I go camping or something, I reserve the right to catch up later (but I'll try to avoid that).

We'll see how long my interest lasts! I'll start today.

Turns out that this is not a new idea at all. "Blog Fiction" is a pretty popular form of publishing fiction these days. Hey, I'm only a few years behind the curve!

Easiest way to read this story is to start here, and just keep hitting "newer post" - that way you can read the story from the beginning, in chronological order.