One thing the interweb has helped us understand is that it (the interweb) has helped many (many, many....) id10ts, freaks, and stupids turn their fantasies into reality.
Interweb 1990: Hey! Turn your fantasies into reality right here!
Me: Um, no. I don't need any help with my fantasies.
IW 2001: You got fantasies! Let us help you act them out!
Me: I'll pass. *goes back to working on original fiction while connected to the internet because of my stupid effing job*
Note: One piece I was working on during that time was a bizarre fantasy about a female sorceress in the year 2030. In that particular piece the sorceress time-travels (using a machine on loan from a visitor from the Earth's VERY distant future) into about the year 2130 where the world is found to be controlled by demon-possessed individuals exploiting human subjects and slaves.
Sick street people (which includes just about everyone NOT demon-possessed) can find relief from their cares by living in a "voluntary" organ "donation" facility. (Until their last organ is harvested, of course! Then they become something else.) There are a few outlying groups of relatively free humans, but they are seen to be severely restricted also, and living in impoverished conditions.
The sorceress emerges from her time of 2030 into this future continuum onto the roof of a skyscraper in what was known in the past as New York City. She is accompanied by a large, almost indestructible and hideous monster (who in spite of its toughness is nevertheless challenged by their quest and nearly destroyed a couple of times). To get to ground, they have to battle vampires and ghouls that are endmic to Mahattan Island in this future continuum.
Her emergence attracts not only the notice of the Undead, but totalitarian fascist police patrolling the tottering city and they surround the building. (I can't remember if this was the Empire State Building but I think it was in the original.)
The sorceress - her name is Nemali Villareal - wants to get down and away from the building without having to talk to the cops or attacked by freaks, so she instructs her monster friend to carry her down, as he's able to shimmy up and down concrete, steel, and other things without much of a problem. Due to his claws.
They pick a route and start down and the vampires, as expected, begin attacking them as they are in a vulnerable position. There are now military forces on the pavement below and they are ranging large-caliber weapons against the building, which is a very old, leaning, untenanted-by-anything-but-pigeons-and-vampires, skyscraper.
"They're going to shoot at us!" Nemali says to the monster - his name is long and complicated, but she calls him Kosh - and then there are missiles fired and the top part of the building is seen to begin to collapse. (Sub-note: The humor is intentional. I don't care if you like it. If you are becoming offended, I strongly urge you to keep reading to the end.)
As giant pieces of concrete and steel begin to fall toward them, Nemali tells Kosh to jump and beat these to the ground, and then to sprint away, hoping thereby to avoid death. The monster, being very tough, cooperates and with her clinging to his shoulders they plummet toward the ground, racing with the debris (and the vampires who continue to pursue them).
Feeling a bit desparate, the sorceress calls out to her pet demon and they enter a side-world where time is suspended; they work out a bargain whereupon she and the monster will land unharmed ahead of the debris-fall and they will have time to get away. Don't ask what she has to trade in the process, although it's likely not as bad a deal as you think.
This ends up being the case and Nemali Villareal and Kosh end up escaping into the lower city - half-destroyed decades before by tsunamis and earthquakes, with the area known as Long Island having been elevated so that it's not really an island anymore.
Meanwhile the out-of-control police/military take the opportunity to "clean out" a few more empty, leaning skyscrapers, without much regard for the consequences; as they move away there continues to be a great disturbance from uptown.
So, there's nothing really remarkable about this - keep in mind it was written then put aside, never published, more than 20 years ago! - except for one thing; I went back years later and noticed this, when I had not before.
The remarkable item was that I last worked on, and put a date on this part of this series (no title, but about a character "Magician Zero"), 11 August 2001 - I finished working on it on that date, which is my usual style.
I don't claim to know what's going on here. I do tend to have predictive dreams and so on so that may have been involved.
Have a nice day, y'all!
("Treezy" 10 April 2024)
