My brain is weird.
I had this really bizzare idea come into my head as I slept last night.
A boy who is an amazing car driver is picked to represent Earth in a series of races against some shadow demons. Each race he loses, another part of the Earth belongs to them. But each race he wins, he has another part of his body turn into a girl's
See what I mean when I say my brain is weird ?
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Intriguing!
You just need to add some reason why a win makes him more a girl.
>i< ..:::
Nah, but then again I'm pretty out there too.
I joke with a lot of people that I know I'm weird and the fact that I am trans is probably the most normal thing about me.
It sounds like a cool idea, maybe though the demons are not of this earth and the "car" is one of their creations. What if the driver is a super macho type guy and, maybe the "nitrous boost" in the provided car is actually fueled by his masculinity. Which is the power they are after the whole time.
Just an idea lol
Rebecca
I know I’m weird. The fact that I’m trans is probably one of the more normal things about me.
New story idea
Sounds like a story lurking there to be put on paper. Get busy, if you are busy you won't have time to think you are weird.
Hugs
Francesca
Race For Terra
It might work as a story if there was a rationale, motives or whatnot for the whole situation.
Here's what my own silly brain came up with when I read your blog.
~hugs, Veronica
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by Laika Pupkino
He was just waking up when he heard his brother ask, "Are you awake?"
He yawned, "Yeah, I guess..."
"What were you shouting about?"
"Was I shouting? I don't know, I-" Then his eyes focused on the SPEED RACER poster he'd put up on the bottom of his brother's bunk bed above him, and he remembered, "It must have been that dream I had. It was crazy!"
"What was it about?"
"I was on this planet. These aliens, I guessed they teleported me there or something, said they would invade and conquer the Earth but they wanted to be fair about it. And for some reason they had picked me to race against a bunch of weird alien champions for the chance to earn Earth its freedom, and if I won enough of these races they'd go conquer somebody else..."
"Well then I guess Earth is screwed. You run like a girl!"
"What is that even supposed to mean? Janine Taylor can run faster than either of us."
"I know, I was just being stupid. Janine's pretty cool, and she's really cute!"
"Yeah she is. But anyway I wasn't running I was racing. I had a car like Speed Racer. And I was doing pretty good. Every race I lost they planned to take over another continent, but I was winning more than I lost. But what was crazy about this dream was every time I won they turned me a little more into a girl with their alien science. Like first my hair got real long, and them my face changed. And then... Oh God! I had boobs!"
"Why were they doing that?"
"They said it was my reward."
"That's a reward?!"
"I know! But in this dream it kind of was. Because... If I tell you this you won't tell anybody about it, will you?"
"No, of course not!"
"Then the weird thing was... in this dream I wanted to get turned into a girl! I was loving the changes and even more than wanting to save the Earth I wanted... I mean like a pussy and everything!"
"Okay that is pretty weird, but you know what Freud said-" Larry's brother started to say when suddenly he cried out, "OH MY GOD!!!!!"
"What? What's wrong?"
"I just remembered... I had that same exact dream!!!"
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, swear to God! And I remember how happy I was because in my rear view mirror I could see I was starting to look just like Janine Taylor."
"Wow, this is weird. But you know, sometimes even when I'm awake I catch myself thinking, what would it be like to, you know..."
"I know. Me too. But I was always afraid to tell anyone. Even you..."
Suddenly the brothers heard knuckles rapping on their bedroom door, and their mother called out, "Larry and Andy Wachowski! You get out downstairs for breakfast right now or you'll be late for school!"
for the axe had convinced them that because his handle
was made of wood he was one of them.
Hah!
Hah!
-- Daphne Xu
hmmmm
As two girls make their way through the gender ether, will they consult a cloud....Atlas?
Love, Andrea Lena
Nice Laika!
The hook at the end clinched it as "Dorothy" worthy!
Loving Hugs Talia
Your Muse
Sounds like your Muse is getting frisky there.
-- Daphne Xu
Dreams
Dorothy you are definately 'Dotty',
It's a well known fact that writers of fiction are off their rockers, how else do you think they produce the work?
When I recently answered the door wearing a sparkly bra, purple panties, green fishnets and black and yellow wellies and the postman, ever a polite man, told me how stunningly beautiful I looked, I gave him a toothless grin which is my equivalent of a sweet smile and answered; "I am having a senior moment. I forgot to slip into my Mr. Men housecoat."
Don't worry about strange dreams, they are predictions of what is going to happen in the near future. When you do start the car racing story, let me know. I once went round the club circuit at Brands Hatch in a Ford Cosworth and had Jack Brabham's son as a co-driver. (Actually he was giving me instructions but I prefer co-driver).
I managed to hit 120mph on the straight and never once spun off the track so if you want a few tips, I'm your girl and if you want a co-driver, me, me, me and can I wear my poodle skirt?
Frances.
Frances