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    The premise of this thread is simple: a dynamic story that never ends. Posters take turns adding to the story where the one before left off. It is assumed that everybody will be mature in doing so and not be idiots or party poopers. Keep it respectable. It can be anything, really - I'll start it off very open-ended. It can be dramatic, humorous, ironic.. doesn't matter. It could be a number of things! Please refrain from posting just one or two sentences at a time but in the same aspect, try not to post 20 paragraphs at once. Also, you're not allowed to reply to yourself. When adding to the story, quote the last post that you are adding to in an attempt to prevent possible confusion!

    (As of this first post, there is no plot. It's up to you as to how it develops!)

    Avoiding the usual bums and panhandlers at the street corners and under the bridges, James Bell walked slowly to the convenience store a few blocks down from his loft in New York City. He was drawn into himself, trying to make sense of the last few days. Could he even face his family again? And what about Emily? He would have to sort through the events and face his consequences soon. Something has been happening to him lately, something that he can't explain. As he entered the store he saw that it was unusually crowded for a Tuesday morning. Oh crap! Is it really Tuesday? James glanced at the newspaper rack.

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    James saw that it was the year 2035. Emily was now probably married to someone else, and most of his family must be elsewhere if not dead. He looked around and realized that not much had changed, after all, there were still newspapers. James definitely needed to run back to his loft. As he reached into his pocket to get out his keys, he pulled out a paper instead, almost disintegrating as he unfolded it.
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    James,
    
    It is vital to the project that you maintain
    the numerical stability of the dimension to
    keep yourself in your own time. You should
    remember how to do this. The tool has
    enough juice left for a few more days so
    please use it sparingly.
    
    - Dr. Menaliz
    Tools, dimensions, numerical stability; what the hell was going on? James pulled out his house key and reached to unlock his door and suddenly realized that it wasn't his home any more. In fact, the lock didn't even accept a key in this time. It was some kind of an electronic lock that he was unfamiliar with. With a deep sigh, James scratched his head and shrugged. Might as well, he thought to himself as he rang the buzzer.
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    Quote Originally Posted by disTant_eCHo View Post
    Tools, dimensions, numerical stability; what the hell was going on? James pulled out his house key and reached to unlock his door and suddenly realized that it wasn't his home any more. In fact, the lock didn't even accept a key in this time. It was some kind of an electronic lock that he was unfamiliar with. With a deep sigh, James scratched his head and shrugged. Might as well, he thought to himself as he rang the buzzer.
    A stunning dark-eyed beauty answered the door. Her thick hair was in a tight braid, glasses down to the end of her nose. "James," she said.

    He was breathless. "Yes?"

    "Do you not know me?" She took her glasses off slowly, unblinking. There was an air of danger and familiarity, something animal and askew in her manner.

    "I... no... who are you?"

    "Why, James. I'm your worst nightmare..."

    She smiled, flashing unnaturally perfect white teeth. "But you can call me Susie..."

    Belling peals of laughter, she seized him by the wrists, dragged him into the house. "I have a room. Especially for us... portals are such funny FUNNY things, James. Don't you think?!"

    Susie's grip was like a vice. He couldn't resist. "What do you think, James? Think you'll be able to save yourself? How about this dimension? It's such a let down, isn't it, James? Dr. Menaliz never did think about anyone but himself, did he, James?! You know? He just drops you wherever and that's it! That's it!"

    Her face was glowing, her dark eyes boiling with lurid lightning. "Come to my room, James... it's... ever so nice... ever so..."

    Kicking the door open, she shoved him through....
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    James went stumbling backwards, and thud. He was in a daze.

    Susie's voice barely audible, "James, you know you..."

    A bright light engulfed him, and he was out.

    When he awoke, he found himself in front a US Airways gate in what he knew to be Laguardia Airport.

    "Now seating Zone 4," He heard in the background.

    He heard from the TV above him, "I'm John McCain and I approve this ad."

    He looked down to a laptop he had his hands on, and it said September 13th, 2008 and it was 6:25 AM.

    Behind the gate attendants was a sign, "United 2666 operated by U.S. Airways."

    Then, all of a sudden....

    BOOM.

    He was thrust to the floor, concrete, glass and metal flying over him and on him. He went deaf. He looked around, and we could see sun-light through all the dust. The bomb had blow away a wall.

    Then a silhouette showed up next to him.

    James squinted, Dr. Menaliz?

    He was engulfed by the bright light again.

    He was back at the convenience store. The store unusually crowded for a Tuesday again. Why did he think it was Tuesday?

    He looked back at the newspaper rack.

    Accept the past. Live for the present. Look forward to the future.
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    He could see the headlines. The big, bold print was clear, but for some reason his mind could not make out the language... and some part of him deep inside told him this was wrong. He should have been able to read it, yet the meaning of the words eluded him.

    A low voice behind him broke his concentration.

    "Come on now, James," it said, and panic gripped him by the throat.

    He spun around to see a brawny orderly in a white smock, smiling at him from between the Slim Jims and the Vienna sausages. The man had thick arms, wide shoulders, buzzed hair, and close-set eyes that were icy blue. Another orderly was moving down the next aisle, cutting off his exit.

    "Doc Menaliz has been worried about you, James," the orderly said. His voice was the sing-song people use for small children, but his alligator grin told a different story.

    Denker, James thought. His name is Denker.

    "Now come along nice, and we'll take you back to the Institute," Denker said.

    James's eyes flitted from Denker to the other orderly, now coming up the aisle behind him. He doesn't want me to come along nice, James thought. He wants me to run. Or something.

    Fight. He wants me to fight.

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    James glanced to Denker, then to the other man and back to Denker. Denker's eyes seemed as if to almost smile with joy and anticipation with the pending attack. James felt a hand grab him by his bicep and twisted around to thrust his elbow into that man's chest.

    As the man hunched over, obviously not having expected getting the wind knocked out of him, James looked to Denker, adrenaline building and his body assuming the best improvised fighting stance that he could within the narrow aisles. Denker, smiling, slowly began to approach him with a calm and somewhat confusing demeanor, given the circumstances.

    By now, a woman near the cash register was in a panicked state and was crouched down to shield her small child from potential danger. The clerk had closed the security pane and was on the telephone. James saw movement to his side and looked over to see the hurt man coming back up with both anger and revenge in his eyes. From Denker's direction, he saw a fist coming toward him but it was too fast, he knew, to react in time and to block it. Slamming his eyes shut and bracing for the hit, he waited. And waited.

    Breathing heavily, he opened his eyes and took a look around. "What the hell?" he said to himself. Once more, he was in the convenience store with a newspaper in one hand and a soda in the other. He glanced down at the paper, which was in English. Tuesday, September 02, 2008, it read. He needed some answers. It was time to find them. He reached into his pocket to find the note he had read before only this time it wasn't old and torn. The ink was even somewhat fresh.
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    James was very confused, "What tool was the Doc. talking about? Only a few days? Stay in his own time? Numerical stability of the dimension? Where to start?"

    Instinctively, he began to move. Then to run. He was out of the convenience store and making his way somewhere as fast as feet could move him.

    Accept the past. Live for the present. Look forward to the future.
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    "As our island of knowledge grows, so does the shore of our ignorance." John Wheeler
    "[A] scientist looking at nonscientific problems is just as dumb as the next guy." Richard Feynman
    "[P]etabytes of [] data is not the same thing as understanding emergent mechanisms and structures." Jim Crutchfield

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    His confused jog helped him clear his head. He didn't have a specific destination. He merely assumed that he would wind up portaled through time again; bang went that theory. After several minutes, he came to a stop next to a magazine vendor at Time's Square. Short on both breath and patience, he hunched over and rested his hands on his knees. He glanced up after a few moments.

    Life was carrying on as usual. People walked hastily by, concentrating on their cell-phone conversations or their newspapers. A few meters down, two taxis unloaded its occupants. To his right, a hot-dog vendor was pushing his wares. James glanced up at the giant NASDAQ sign. Several figures raced by that he didn't pay much attention to. One, however, did ring a bell: MQPSI: ^13.9%. He tilted his head in confusion.

    James reached into his pocket and pulled out the sheet of paper that Dr. Menaliz had given to him. The logo in the upper-right corner denoted 'MQPSI'. Menaliz Quantum-Physics Scientific Industries. That was a start. James quickly jogged to one of the nearby taxis and hopped in front of a woman that was preparing to enter the cab.

    Shutting the door he said to the driver, "I need to get to an internet café."
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