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Wading through a huge list of Blog entries in order to read a story, this is... tedious!  We have added a Story Index menu item along the top which allows you to both find any of these stories, as well as read them through, start to finish, in a more orderly, and hopefully less tedious manner.  Moving forward, every…

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2084 hen gase, ch. 4

Before I woke up at the start of the next cycle, I had the most terrifying dream. I dreamed that my own daughter was calling for me, calling out for me... "Daddy... Daddy..." but I just couldn't wake up. Violet was slowly getting more in more frantic as the dream progressed... My own daughter... crying…

2084 hen gase, ch. 3

Yes, I sleep in the kline in the main room. I call that my 'not ergos' kline. The one in my ergon won't let me sleep in it for obvious reasons, as I already mentioned. Besides, I spend most of every day in there. I would rather not sleep in there, too! I read that…

2084 hen gase, ch. 2

I don't know, maybe I made the last entry sound too... nice... Well, it was the day of my gen, and an oct no less. (An oct is a free cycle after 7 ergos cycles.) And I had just learned that my Echelon level had been decreased by 1, to E436; that meant I was…

2084 hen gase, ch. 1

Well, the year is 2084, the day marking my 13th gen to be exact; I am 13, turned 13 today. I know that sounds funny; I certainly look older. Actually it is my 13th year after reprog, whatever difference that makes. I had just eased back into my kline. That last word is pronounced like…

2084 hen gase, Prolog

It was the spring quarter, in 2004. My name is Misty and I would graduate in just one more quarter. I was taking my college at a University in the USA. You see, I am from France. My father named me Mistique, and I love that name. But one of my USA friends called me…

2084 hen gase, Chapter Index

The year is 2084, and an insignificant cog of a man eases back into his kline to relax, thinking his life was going ok.  The next few octs would show him just how little he had... [xxx words] Chapter Index (links follow each chapter title) [Background music for the opening chapters is named simply "In Game Music…

CSR Maude, Chapter Index

Waking up on someone's back porch with no memories, no clothes, no name even... Somehow, she finds her way back... [162646 words] Chapter Index (links follow each chapter title) Beginnings (1) -- Beginnings https://wordpress.com/post/shysagecsr.wordpress.com/582 Beginnings (2) -- Ed and Edna https://wordpress.com/post/shysagecsr.wordpress.com/595 Beginnings (3) -- Dawn of Time https://wordpress.com/post/shysagecsr.wordpress.com/597 Beginnings (4) -- The Diner https://wordpress.com/post/shysagecsr.wordpress.com/616 Beginnings…

CSR Princess, Chapter Index

An average young mare, thoroughly beat up by big city life, tries to leave all that behind, head west, and find some peace. Soon living in a small house on the outskirts of a small town, she finds peace, a bunch of real friends, and a whole lot more. [77503 words] Chapter Index (links follow…

CSR Maude: Revelations (66) Sigh…

Later that sunday afternoon, Ariel said she needed a nap. So much had been going on for all three of us. Shysage, well we both hugged Ariel, and Shysage said we were going for a walk out back, and wouldn't be gone long. Ariel smiled, then headed into the guest room, now her room, and…

CSR Maude: Revelations (64) Twins 10

I almost named this chapter "A Day like Any Other." I have used that title in the past to highlight a day that started so normal, then rapidly spun into something very different, sometimes good, sometimes terrible... Oh, wow, that title even worked it's way through my head as Maude as I described the start…

CSR Maude: Revelations (62) Starting Another Week

Even after everything the last few days had held, we had to start another week at the Diner. I have mentioned this before; nothing could change that. A lot of people, maybe half the town might drift through the doors of Ed and Edna's Diner today (monday), along with a bunch of travellers, and maybe…

CSR Maude: Revelations (60) Back to Work

We didn't sleep that night... at all... We just couldn't sleep... We laid close to each other and just cried... And the music in the background spoke volumes(2)... We had all survived PonyRos' attempt at permanently exiling us to utter abandonment followed by death, and in this dangerous world of all places. We would cry…

CSR Maude: Revelations (59) Ariel Dawn

It was like I had just woke up from a bad dream, no, a horrible nightmare... And, being awake now, remembering everything now, remembering my Shysage... there was just so much that I wanted to do, that Shysage and I maybe desperately needed to do, together... We could not... not yet... The urgency of this…

CSR Maude: Revelations (58) Suspicion

My Bill and I, we so amazingly cherished each other the night after, really the morning after we invited Irene to stay at our house. Like I said, I think we both needed that. Maybe to laugh at us, the storm, the maelstrom quickly gathered... We could not ignore the fact that Irene had the…

CSR Maude: Revelations (57) By the Moonlight

Having Irene in our house... well, Bill and I, we both wanted to help this young lady. It seemed, felt, like her life had been one catastrophy after another. I could relate to that. Edna had protected me as much as she could, which was really a lot from my vantage point now. But Irene…

CSR Maude: Revelations (56) Irene

Wow, Bill and I were moving slow the next morning... Once we were awake, Bill hugged me tightly, and said "just a few more minutes" and snoozed (he called it) just a little more. He did that a few times! I think we were both still beat from yesterday. But we needed to get up…

CSR Maude: Revelations (55) Taking it Slow

Well, it was the middle of the most stinking hot month of summer here on the edge of the desert. Yesterday, a sunday, was just amazing for so many reasons. I think we did make it to sleep a little early last night, well earlier than we usually do. We woke up a little early…

CSR Maude: Revelations (54) Another Day of Rest

My Bill and I, we slept outside that night, and on our swing no less. So, yes, we did sleep on that thing Bill dragged out of the pump-house out back! Well, I slept well, and woke with the sun, and quickly realized... Well, I felt my Bill, his manliness, even though he was still…

CSR Maude: Revelations (53) Remembering

Even with the windows open and two fans going, we still woke up early the next morning because it was pretty warm in our room. The sun was just barely up; I could see that. I carefully tugged my Bill over onto his back, and rested on his chest for a while. I don't know…

CSR Maude: Revelations (52) Clingy

We both woke up early, the next morning because it was pretty hot in our room. We decided that using the fans in our bedroom would probably be a good idea. Bill quickly set two up, and it slowly began to cool off a little. It was clear it would be a while before it…

CSR Maude (51) Trying to Help, Again…

Bill actually fixing our AC at the Diner, that seemed to make us more busy(?). The local's annex was always busy as locals came and went. They probably came to enjoy a little cool on these stinking hot days. Bill even remarked that morning that it was really hot as we walked to the Diner.…

CSR Maude: Revelations (50) Little Change

For the next week maybe, middle of one week to the middle of the next, little changed; even that nice, quiet tune behind everything else stayed put(2)! This is not to say that everything was boring and dull. I don't think that will ever be possible, with Bill always nearby. He and I had been…

CSR Maude: Revelations (48) Trying to Help

Last night, my man had given me one amazing shower! Well, we did shower, then he made me feel so on fire inside, then so amazingly took care of his woman... Shower time had really scared Bill and I, a week ago maybe, wow! Time in the shower is an amazing opportunity now, and Bill...…

CSR Maude: Revelations (47) Back to Work

Waking up crying softly... I used to wake up crying softly a lot. Sometimes it was because I had a terrible nightmare... It was usually because something terrible had really happened before; to me, at the Diner... It was... My life seemed one big hopeless, monotonous disaster... And I cried softly because my head punished…