Gia, about to bring the hammer down. If she builds it, what will come...?
Gia
Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…
Jillian
Jillian, either at a night club with a very specific theme, or at the base of Devil's Tower about to be taken on a hyperspace joyride…
Flynne
Flynne, assuring a potential customer that she would not have traveled nearly so far if she was just another purveyor of crystals that don't actually work…
Cleo
Cleo, performing a surprisingly effective creativity ritual in her studio…
Fiola
Fiola, visiting her favorite species at an otherworldly aquarium…
Farrah
Farrah, walking home alone from the only club that still stays open until sunrise, wearing the black ring…
Sonata
Sonata rarely had cause to visit the main floor of her building, preferring to keep to her own rented office space upstairs. Like her patients, she generally preferred privacy. But her patients had been more distracted than usual lately, reporting a wide variety of confusing phenomena upon entering the building, ever since it had been purchased by the mysterious new owners, and the bank that used to occupy the ground floor became… something else…
Wren
Wren, wondering (or not wondering) what happened to her friend…
Karina
Karina returned to campus just as the mushrooms were kicking in…
Tawai
Tawai, arriving at a dinner party only to discover that not all of the guests appear to be strictly human…
Zofya
Zofya had long ago achieved a level of fame at which everyone knew her last name, but rarely felt a need to use it. She was a singular talent, a fact made all the more evident by the unprecedented scope of her interplanetary concert tour, and her insistence on traveling to perform in the flesh, rather than relying on the industry standard remote holographic projections. Still, by the last leg of her year-long journey around the galaxy, she was as ready as anyone would be to get home to Earth and take a break.