Experiment #309

Anonymity & Interdimensional Identity Theft

Anonymity

On the train, somewhere between Bleaker Street and Sunset Avenue her powers disappeared. Before, she’d been followed, liked, and “hash-tagged.” She’d been the center. But the conversation moved on. Now, she was ordinary. 

She sighed, smiled, laughed, cackled even, till the man next to her took a video and posted it. 

 

Interdimensional Identity Theft

Dimension hopping takes a lot out of you. Meeting yourself and loved ones in new, exotic places is fun but exhausting. Plus replacing yourself and getting rid of the body takes work, even if I never suspect me. But soon enough the boredom sets in, and I’m dimension hopping again. 

Peer Review the Experiment

Tell the author how he did and how he could do better.
Be Honest. Be Specific. Be Constructive.