[FFML] Re: [Fanfic] [Worm CYOA SI] I Am Iris? (Prologue) (C&C) (Aw C'mon Please)

[Michael Foerster]

On <date>, "Cute Nightgazer Starlight" wrote:

> AN : This was made using my custom Worm CYOA now. Here's some info.
> http://nightgazer.altervista.org/Nightgazer%27s_Worm_CYOA/Nightgazer%27s_Worm_CYOA.htm .
> My CYOA was made by combining stuff from Worm CYOA versions one, two, and
> three now. Here's some info.
> http://nightgazer.altervista.org/Worm_CYOA_Version_3/index.htm[http://nightgazer.altervista.org/Worm_CYOA_Version_3/index.htm] . 
> You can put a 1 or a 2 in place of the 3 to get the other versions as
> well if you want. Hope that this helps you out some.

TBH you web page is a "little" hard to navigate. Could you make your own
work accessible similar to the "hosted" pages?

[snip]
>It was just a nice night in the house. I had just, a little while ago,
>gotten back from attending my friend Cynthia's (call me Cyn) wedding. And I
>was still a little tipsy from all the drinks I had consumed. Well, maybe a
>bit more Tipsy. ... ... ... Alright, I was smashed. Totally.

LOL, I've had my share of bringing such smashed people home after such happenings.
25 years as designated driver for parties and such have shown me much, and the
situation you show is more than a little believable. Thanks, much fun here.

> ... My attention was caught by a link that said 'Online
> Worm CYOA Complete Form' and I wondered what it was.

Hah! Alcohol inhibits the "caution" centers in the brain first, then sense
and logic.

> Now if the room would just stop spinning. Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin.
> Wheee! Hahahahahahaha!

Thankfully without the usual "barf"

[snip]
>There is a sudden disorientation, and I am gone.
>
>---
>
>I came to in an alley. I felt a... little bit odd now. All the memories that
>weren't mine rushing around in my head. A lifetime I had lived, but yet
>didn't live. The life of a reploid named Iris Thorne.
>
>I was also stone cold sober. ... I wasn't sure I liked that fact.
>
>No. Scratch that thought. I was sure I didn't like it.
>
>There sounded to be fighting outside. Fists, knives, guns... that sort of
>thing. Sounded like some people were dying too.
>
>'Oh my God.' I thought. 'That website was more than just some game. It
>actually transported me here, to Worm. This is Worm. This is real. All of
>this is real. And considering the 'Without a Map' 'Disadvantage' and the
>'Wanted' 'Disadvantage' I chose... That must be the Empire Eighty-Eight
>throwing down with the Azn Bad Boys and the Merchants. And I'm going to have
>>them all trying to kill me off when they can.'
>
>Needless to say I was panicking a bit. Now how was I going to handle this?
>Did I have any chance of getting out of this alive?
>
>'Wait a minute...' I thought. 'Did I choose to have Iris's body?! Did I just
>turn myself into a cute reploid?!'
>
>I quickly checked myself. 'Yep.' I thought. 'Definitely not my original
>body.'
>
>I spotted a mirror and quickly walked to it. A quick glance at the mirror
>showed a young looking woman with light brown hair, dark blue eyes, and a
>really weird outfit. Her hair was very long, much so.
>
>'That's a lot of hair.' I thought to myself. 'A whole lot of it. Good thing
>I have Iris's memories on how to take care of it.'
>
>Looking at myself I would guess that my height was five feet and one inch
>and my weight was ninety-five pounds. 'That's what it looks like to me.' I
>thought. 'Of course these are nothing but guesses. No way to tell for sure
>until I find a scale with one those height measuring things on it.'
>
>Suddenly members from all three gangs poured into the alley.

After I've made my way trough some awefull / reverse-eating inducting SI fics
in the past (since 1996, when I found the FFML, and other sites later), I've
to say good start.

The emotional impact is shown, and the short-sightedness of some of the choices
made is more than just hinted.

What I'd like to see in the future is a scene where the SI compares his
knowledge of the character whose body he is in, and the local reality.

Thanks for sharing,
  Michael.