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Rules: Be creative as possible, any perspective. No character killing or simultaneous destruction of everything, that is destructive, the opposite of creative.

Plot: Seconds before the destruction of the YWS-1, Griffinkeeper gets the teleporter to transport them into the future. 100 years later, the YWS-2 launches, when a temporal warp opens up in the YWS-2, dumping all the members of the past into the ship.

What happens next?
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(What about everyone still on the moon 100 yrs in the past how cuold they survive?)
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(Every member of YWS was transported, including the ones on the moon.)
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I woke up, a bit grogy after.. wait, what the heck happened!

I looked around. It looked like the YWS-1 had a makeover in the time between me mocking people and tripping over my own feet. Must erase that little incident from the records, really. i headed to the door marked "SECURITY" and punched in my code.

"ERROR: USER DOES NOT EXIST"

huh? I tried again. same message, but below, in tiny print, "A mod on YWS-1, believed to have perished with the rest of the ship when it blew up. no other details known." eh.. this wasn't good. past tense scares me as a rule, but being refered to in the past tense is just plain creepy. But if I was dead, was this heaven? I hope not.. it looks too much like YWS-1, which had nonposting members, and a few meanies, and friends..maybe this wouldn't be so bad.. and how the heck did that security pad hook my password to who I was? AM! this was getting seriously weird..
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I joined Meshugenah.

"What's wrong?"
"It won't recognize me!" she said. I frowned and typed in my password. It did nothing.
"Oh my god, what the heck happened?"
"The last thing I remember is telling the teleporter to send us into the future."
"No, what the heck happened to you? I thought you were a human," she said.
"It's a long story."
"Wait a minute, here comes Nate!"
"Nate, could you let us in?"
"What did you call me?" He asked.
"Nate, don't do this to us. Come on, let us in."
"You must be mistaken, my name is Nate05. The original Nate was killed in an explosion a hundred years ago.
"What?" We asked, incredulous.
"Would you like to register as new members?"
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(Just a thought, but it would be cool if the artists/writers here on YWS could post some illustrations of the stuff going on in this thread in addition to the normal storybook stuff.)
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I come to a stop and realise I had run into a section of the ship that I did not recognise.

"Where am I?" I think aloud.

Gawd I'm talking to myself. Oh well, thats nothing new.




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I came up behind Mesh and Grif, who were trying to convince Nate to let them in. "Here, let me try my code." I punched in my username and password, and came up with the same error as Mesh.
"Nate, I think there's a problem with these passwords," I said with a frown.
Nate's face didn't change. "For the second time, I am Nate05, not just Nate. If you would like to register as new users it will only take a few minutes because the YWS is fast, fun, and free!" He walked off.
I looked at Mesh and Grif and threw my hands in the air. "Well, now what are we supposed to do?"
Sam ran by, yelling, "SKUNK GO BOOM!!"
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Appears from no where, holding an interstellar galactic super ultra mega large ray gun. And a robotic leg. Guys are always sexier with a robotic leg.

"Oh, dude! You guys! Guess where I just came from!?"
..silence..
"Disneyland you guys!! Its sooooo awesome now!"
Then they noticed- Qi had become 10 feet tall, and was as strong as an appropriately proportioned ox of his size. Which was go0d, because that means he got to ride all the rides.


"It's ok guys! I have an interstellar galactic super ultra mega large ray gun we can blast our way in!"
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I suddenly find my self in a brand new, ultra modern room, with a bunch of people surrounding a big door. I walk through the people and look up at the door.

"It's OK guys! I have an interstellar galactic super ultra mega large ray gun we can blast our way in!" Someone said,

The whole crowd became intensely excited. Ready to finally see the rest of the new ship. Ignoring what they were about to do, I walk through them just before he fires. He stops, seeing me putting my fingers between the small gap and pulling it open. I walk through into another room. The door slides shut.

"Some security door that was..." I mutter, while walking on.




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"Um... I think there's something else wrong," I said, hobbling forward.

"What's that?" Grif said. He looked like a big griffin. And Mesh looked like a cute kitty. And Qi looked like... Gal?

I waddled forward, struggling with my moo shoes. "I think we turned into our avatars."
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I run back through to see if everyone else had seen found that they were not as they seemed. Everyone had changed all so very suddenly.

"I'm... I'm a MAN!" I scream,

I look into my pants, my eyes widen.

"I have a... a.. a..." I begin,

I never finish it as I am too busy lying on the floor, passed out from the shock of finding out I am no longer... a woman, but instead, a pretty hot guy.




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"How come I turned into a gryphon but stayed concious, but Emma, passed out?"
"We can worry about that later," Qi said. We ran up into the ship.
"What the heck?" I said. The Action/Adventure forums had been replaced with the "Peaceful Sit-down forum." I desperately flipped into the fantasy forum. No magical battles, no sword fights, just cute furry animals dancing. The debate forums! I hurried there quickly.
"I agree with you," A random member said to another.
"No, I agree with you."
"What is this place?" I asked.
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I smiled. "This place is great!" I began laughing manically. Mesh (a cat), Sam (a very hyper Greenday band), and El (a pretty bird), were surrounding me. "Let's go to the literary forums!" I said quickly. "We're going to spew out our critiques - whether they like it or not."

"SKUNK GO BOOM!" said all the members of Greenday.
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