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Applications / Soulgate: Identity Crisis
October 17, 2008, 01:40:11 AM
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Quote from: Prologue ExcerptThere are two kinds of obsessions: The kind where you want everyone to know about it, and the kind where you want no one to know.

The first kind is easy to spot. Let's say that your friend's interested in nanobiotics. So you're telling the story of how your pickup truck died and you got stranded out on the highway, and he's like "Hey! If you'd had a million spare nanites, a mechanical catalyst and a couple-three ounces of putty, that would've been no problem!"

And you're trying to shush him, but he just keeps going on. And you're wondering how anyone could have so much fun thinking about how to fix things with nanites, while all your other friends are wondering how long it's going to take for him to notice that they aren't interested.

The second kind is harder to spot. Because when you like something that much, you don't want to tell anyone about it. To even speak its name is an ordeal, because you hold it in such reverence that it's like you don't believe you're allowed.

It wouldn't matter to you if thousands, even millions of other people liked the same thing, and were perfectly okay with talking and laughing about it. You just couldn't do that. And you'd get all flustered and embarrassed if you tried. The last thing you'd want would be for your friends to realize why you were so embarrassed. Because they wouldn't get why you liked the thing so much, but they'd know they could tease you about it.

Well, okay. That's not the last thing you'd want.

If you longed for something that deeply, the last thing you'd want is to actually get it. Because you would be scared out of your mind.

Soulgate: Identity Crisis is a furry sci-fi transformation epic. It takes place in a world like ours, a modern-day world run by humans, who drive cars and use computers and camcorders. But this world was once populated by fantastic creatures, from dragons and dinosaurs to whole races of anthropomorphic animals. The humans destroyed them in The War of Extinction, ages ago, but they intend to return ... one way or another.

Ian Matthews is a young nanotechnician at a manufacturing plant in Ardelion, the largest city in the world. By day he writes complex equations, and helps keep the plant's machines running. But by night, he keeps returning to stories of transformations, new nanotic techniques that can change people into anthropomorphs. Few useful applications for this technology exist, and the processing power required is expensive, making it a luxury for eccentrics. But the stories of real people who've transformed have captured his imagination, and he cannot stop reading them, despite his outward disdain.

One night, he is terrified to find out that he has just gotten what he'd wanted most. One harrowing, dangerous, frightful night ... just three days before the end of the world.

Inspired by (but not based on) Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children and's own Winds of Change, Soulgate: Identity Crisis is an epic-length web story.

Q. Is any of this actually written already? Do you have a website where we can see it at?

A. Yes! You can read the whole of Day 1 at,33234.0.html.

Q. That's just on a messageboard somewhere. Is there any proof that you know how to make websites?

A. Sadly, no. I let my last hosting plan expire. I know the basics of working with HTML and PHP, though, and I have a bit of practice in using Wordpress -- the content management system I'd like to deploy here, if there aren't any problems with it.

Q. Do you normally talk to yourself like this?

A. Yes. ^.^

*clasps hands and waits patiently*