HomonymChapter OneHomonym by ThiafYeroled
M. Sharon Brown woke suddenly. She woke not realizing any time had passed five seconds ago, she had been driving a hovercraft directly toward a very large cargo ship, of the floating sort. She came to terms with her death as completely as she really could, with only five seconds to ponder it, the huge ship floating for a head-on collision, her hovercraft having a pop-off lid that was currently popped off, leaving her with no protection but for the glass windshield in front of her face.
Understandably, she was more than a tad bit confused when she woke up, feeling only a little off, but otherwise completely okay.
Upon opening her eyes, she discovered that something about the color of the world looked just a bit... off. After a few seconds to adjust to the event of light, she realized she that the odd quilt, made out of several shades of grey and black instead of being colorful like most quilts, was on an oddly grey wall, and was hanging behind a light gr
Mirror ImageSusette grinned, her long black hair hanging oilily in front of her face, head tipped slightly down, giving her an almost eerie appearance. Su, however, did not care whatsoever as to how creepy she may appear at that moment in time.Mirror Image by ThiafYeroled
Susette Francis Ronalds was giddily overjoyed.
The experiment had worked.
It was a complex issue, and it had taken quite a bit of challenge to get it to eventually work. Things weren't like they were back in the beginning of the milennium most of the research necessary for this to work had been legal, and much progress had been made since the unfortunate death of Dolly the sheep. It was the year 2381, now, and things were changing.
Su had finally cloned the first human being.
There were, of course, ethical issues with it still. It was considered highly unethical to clone a living being, in the case of a human cloning even succeeding, and cloning a dead human would possibly not be legal once they made a law about it but she would deal with that
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it echoes evermore,
The daunting laughter chimes gleefully,
it dances 'round the bend,
The peeping piper fails himself,
Like a blood red swan she preens herself,
shines gracefully to end,
Like a blood-red scab she itches,
doubt the success or err,
never try to change the facts,
do you blame him or her.
Current Residence: Southern California|
Favourite genre of music: Alternative, rap, techno, Jpop, punk, techno/pop/rock, other
Favourite photographer: I be uninto photo-graph-y~
Favourite style of art: Complex Stick Figures
Operating System: Windows, as I lack the nerdiness for Linux, and Macs tend to crash on me...
MP3 player of choice: VLC media player, my iPod.
Shell of choice: The kind that turtles wear?
Wallpaper of choice: ... Various. A T. jasminoides, at the moment, though.
Skin of choice: The kind with dermis and epidermis.
Favourite cartoon character: Lois from DTWOF. She's, like, UBERFUL.
Personal Quote: I fear that I lack a personal quote at the moment.