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My biggest obstacle is that people don't do what I tell them to do. No matter how ponderous I sound.It's very frustrating.
Winter Day, 1000 B.C.E., Equivalent to Modern December 1, 2301– Time: 00:00 UTC – Location: StonehengeI stand here, under the watchful gaze of the Stonehenge monoliths, having escaped my crimes through a military time travel machine. I regret that I may never return to my own time. I was one of the test subjects in the first time travel experiments. The side effects drove me past my level of endurance until I acted out of desperation. I now face many obstacles. Knowing that I would be arrested immediately upon my return to my own time, I must choose another destination and then I must adapt.- Captain Donald Briggs from the short story, Moonbeams upon Stonehenge, published in Twisted Tails II - Volume 2: Out of Time
"Whether you think you can or think you can't - you are right"- Henry Ford
My obstacles are great in number and diverse in nature.Where should I start? Oh yes. I'm dead. That's not my greatest obstacle, but it does offer a hindrance or two.Had I not been so stubborn and actually crossed over when I died, I would not be trapped earthbound as a ghost. This is a much larger obstacle.The biggest obstacle, I think, is my memory, or rather, lack thereof. You see, long ago I learned that I can consume the energy of weaker souls when they die. It gives me a temporary surge of power, a feeling I have grown to crave. The issue is that I also absorb the memories of the souls I consume; memories of all of their lives. And while the surge of power subsides, those memories stay with me. I no longer know who I am.When I first encountered young Gil Jacobs, my own memories began to surface again. Particularly the memory of Lord Ayer, whom I so fondly murdered all those years ago. I suspect Gil is the reincarnation of Ayer, and the reason for my present state of being.
My biggest obstacle? I wish it were something like a time travel machine or being a ghost. Those are cool.My biggest obstacle is me.Shadow
Dear Mr. Troubadour,Please do not murder people. I especially wish to ask you not to murder people fondly. This is a bad thing to do.I also think you should not consume the energy of weaker souls. This is also a bad thing to do, and possibly not good for your digestion as well.Thank you, dear.Sincerely,Ms. Fettleston
Mira - I saw you at Nathan's blog, and thought I'd try it out. Thanks for starting this forum.I am Shamara, the wicked. This my tribe has labled me and caste me out. I seek the holy writ, which will vindicate my choice to live life on my own terms. I need companions, though, I can not do this on my own. I have been lucky to meet a young man who is brave and lucky, though untested. I hope to persuade him to join me, but I have nothing to offer him. Nothing to offer him but a dream. I hope he, and perhaps others, will join me. If not, I fear my trials have just begun.
The tubas. The tubas are my biggest obstacle. Make them go away. They follow me everywhere.
Hi Anon 3:37, Welcome! I'm happy to have you here, as well as all the other people who are posting.This is alot of fun for me, and I hope everyone enjoys it!
Poor Destiny . . I'm still a little worried about that bog hole, though. My biggest obstacle is trying not to do what people tell me all the time - does that make sense? And Troubadour, I agree completely with Ms Fettleston. I really think all that negativity and eating of people's souls can't be good for you - although maybe digestion isn't so important when you're dead?
Pure Fiction,No worries about Destiny. He/She/It gets a little hostile sometimes.Shadow, what time of year is it there?Anon. 3:52? Can you throw a water balloon down the mouth of the tuba? A really big one filled with jello?
Thank you, Pure Fiction. You are on my list.Fin. You are not on my list.Just thought you'd like to know. NOT that it will help.
Hi Fin,It's March. What time of year is it where you are?Shadow
I don't know, I just don't know. I can't decide. Which is the worst obstacle. Obstacle #1: I can't get anyone to listen to me. Obstacle #2: The sky is falling. Which one is worse? Which one? Help! Help! I can't decide!
My trouble is that the force I had been struggling against in a somewhat-passive manner during my entire life has disappeared, revealing themselves to be a far better friend than anyone else I'd taken up the fight with. I think the most troubling one is that they expect me to socialize' this machine they've been working on. It's like a child that has a schoolgirl crush on me. It's some sort of sick doll, but they're paying me well. Not to mention there are some damn fine men and women about, ripe for the picking.Call me a dirty old man, but my problems don't seem too bad compared to that.
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