Mila & Milana loved nothing more than to scare the crap out of hotel guests, lingering in the long hallways for hours, waiting for one unsuspecting innocent after another to come around a corner and spot them. If their "victim" was not a Shining fan, and/or didn't immediately bolt in the opposite direction on general principle, the girls would then ask them to guess which one of them was wearing the black ring on the hand behind her back. For reasons that were not entirely clear to the girls themselves, no one had ever guessed correctly. When they revealed their hidden hands, the ring would always be on the hand the guest hadn't picked. But neither the guests nor the girls themselves had come close to guessing the real truth: Mila was always wearing the ring, and Milana would cease to exist if Mila ever removed it. So far, she'd been so engrossed in the sheer elation of actually having a twin sister that the idea of removing the ring had yet to even enter her mind…
Mila & Milana
Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…
Selene
Selene, aboard her spaceship, riding the hyperspace zipline…
Elli
Elli had been angling for an invite to the Gomiumi Genomics Compound for over a year, knowing from the get-go that adding her name to the waitlist would lead only to waiting. But armed as she was with confidence, knowledge, & several years of study in Berlin under a recent Nobel Prize winner, her nascent experiments with CRISPR had drawn the interest of numerous colleagues, to such an extent that she'd been able to secure her invitation before even having to consider resorting to less savory tactics…
Viviana
Viviana, reminiscing about the infinite sadness…
Tawai
Tawai, arriving at a dinner party only to discover that not all of the guests appear to be strictly human…
Aannii
Aannii, drinking coffee, in a teacup, in space…
Wren
Wren, wondering (or not wondering) what happened to her friend…
Paris
Paris, in Paris, albeit in an alternate dimension…
Rǣlia
For her 21st birthday, Rǣlia (known to her friends as "Really") decided to organize a celebratory nighttime gathering at Multiversal City theme park. The evening, attended by a dozen or so of the aforementioned friends, included an expansive dinner and mixed drinks, and then more mixing of drinks, and had been perfectly festive and joyous right up until she'd snatched a random bongo drum (from a couch shaped like a boat) and announced that she wanted to start a drum circle. Suddenly, all of her laughing friends were nowhere to be found…
Zuira
Zuira put on the black ring and wished for snow…
Prescilla
Prescilla believes in the cyberpunk future we all deserve…