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Case Intervention

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“Do we have anyone new here today?” Alex stared pointedly at the unfamiliar ginger man and smiled. They tightened their lips and shifted their feet. “Don’t be shy. As I said on the phone. No one should be ashamed of who they are… or what they did.” “I think it was a mistake coming here.” He started to sit up and some of the others sighed. “No, you meant it or you wouldn’t have drove hundreds of kilometers to get here. Please sit.” The man looked at the door and sat back down. “Look, my alter ego is… is…can I even...” “Say her name. You need to take her power away from you.” Alex said firmly. “My… alter ego is Michelle.” “Now what is your name?” Alex said firmly. The man put his head on his forehead. “I’m Jason.” Everybody clapped, then sat back. Alex smiled at Jason. Others introduced themselves but of particular note was a detective from the Austin police department and a businessman from Dallas. Both involuntary users. Both given Bodymod with racial modifiers. Their relative positio...

Slayers By Night.

 Happy Halloween! I've been experimenting with AI video technology and I've made a few Buffy/Slayer inspired concept videos. They have my usual race/ethnicity/nationality change spin on things of course. "I feel strange... what's this feeling I... my chest it hurts" "Hey kid. Borrowing this body for a jiff.  The name's Bella. You, me, we're gonna be good friends."  - Bella the Italian-American slayer.     "Damnit Bella. I told you to warn me before you possess me in the middle of the night."     "The run up to Halloween is pretty active for me and Bella . But Halloween itself . . . nothing , nada , the whole supernatural takes the day and night off . Still . . . she is probably on her guard . "         "Alright Cuban girl in my head. So you are saying that puedes tomar control de mi cuerpo cuando quieras?" You said to yourself, borderline chuckling. "Exactamente. Como anoche..." She smirked. "I was in...

Ringless

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 You dropped the phone as you gasped from the photo. She was in bed with your boyfriend… your new boyfriend. Your handsome boyfriend. There was a photo of them at the most expensive restaurant in Chicago. Your favourite restaurant, your birthday restaurant. Then another, she was alone, holding up her bare fingers. An insufferable smirk on her face. The photo was accompanied by the message. “Put a ring on it soon. No one to marry you now. Old hag.” You held back tears. B..bitch… no don’t think like that. It’s Kyle, it’s still Kyle! Don’t kid yourself, he would never do something like this, this is war now. A battle to the death with this Chinese slut who had taken over his body. Your brother, and one of your best friends was absolutely gone. It wasn’t enough that she had replaced everything good in him, but she seemed to have been actively made to make your life miserable. You hadn’t meant to act snooty all those years ago. You were both young and you egged each other on. The old Ch...

The Great Returnal

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Back in 2008... “Well Alexandra I think the new museum will be a hit with all of the kids in San Diego.” “Yes Tom, as you can see by the threatening T-Rex behind me. The past comes to life and stomps out the competition” The animatronic T-Rex let out a roar through its semi broken speakers. It was followed by a lot of woahs from the gawking children. There is a buzz as the transmission ends. “Can you edit that so that the roar sounds more intimidating or something? It sounds like a squeaky toy.” Alexandra lowered her mic and screwed up her face in irritation. “And can somebody control these little shits?” Ugh. Like, they all look the same, does someone not know what birth control is?” She pulled her mic to the chest and recoiled as a kid ran past her feet. “Alright cool off Alexandra.” Josh half-whispered. “Where are we going next?” She asked. “The Aztec exhibit there are some new freaky looking artifacts there. They say they used them in sacrifice. Tons of money shots. “ He replied wh...

No Bores Allowed.

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 “Don’t run off. We only have three days.” Alex said as he chaperoned the group forward. He hadn’t had a moment's peace since they arrived. He was the junior teacher though, and so he was basically thrown to the wolves. Hormonal, badly dressed, wolves. Surely school uniforms would have been professional. He buttoned up his own blazer and took a headcount. “Anybody seen Cassie?” He asked. Everybody laughed. She was an exchange student from America, pretty and actually fairly benevolent girl. Not a troublemaker. At least in his mind. He had prayed she would just turn up somewhere. But an hour at the British museum passed. He was sweating, had he lost a bloody student? He had one of her friends call her, but no response. “Sir, do you think Cassie is getting her organs stole?” The students laughed. “Don’t joke about that. She probably… got some stupid idea in her head like going to see a visiting girl pop band. She’ll turn up.” Would she though? How was she going to find her way throug...