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Boss Hoss: Reincarnation story. One of my earliest works, now years old but still getting good reviews, and worthy of being archived here.

2008-02-25T05:06:55Z

Reincarnation story. One of my earliest works, now years old but still getting good reviews, and worthy of being archived here.

← Older revision		Revision as of 00:06, 25 February 2008
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	{{byline\|name=Boss Hoss\|user=Boss Hoss}}		{{byline\|name=Boss Hoss\|user=Boss Hoss}}

	This world is not mine...		This world is not mine...<br/>
	It never has,		It never has,<br/>
	it never will be.		it never will be.<br/>

	Memories fill me from before my birth, of worlds where		Memories fill me from before my birth, of worlds where
	animals walk upright as humans do, worlds that have		animals walk upright as humans do, worlds that have
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	fight our version of the Romans. Brothers in Arms with		fight our version of the Romans. Brothers in Arms with
	cave and polar bears, Fierce Sabertooths, Aurochis,		cave and polar bears, Fierce Sabertooths, Aurochis,
	Irish Deer..~~all~~ pushing the boundaries of a world		Irish Deer... All pushing the boundaries of a world
	empire back. Meeting the pony tribes of the steppes as		empire back. Meeting the pony tribes of the steppes as
	our allies...		our allies...
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	worshiped me. I am a merciless opponent to slavery,		worshiped me. I am a merciless opponent to slavery,
	seeing friends die after being captured and smuggled		seeing friends die after being captured and smuggled
	outcountry. The skins of slavers decorated my room.		outcountry. The skins of slavers decorated my room.<br/>
	Maybe it is best I do not quite remember how I died in		Maybe it is best I do not quite remember how I died in
	my prime...		my prime...
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	treated like a beast to work to death, except when the		treated like a beast to work to death, except when the
	masters needed their desires quenched in my ravaged		masters needed their desires quenched in my ravaged
	kithole.		kithole.<br/>
	I fed the master's animals when I died...		I fed the master's animals when I died...

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	world. I lived a good life with my wives, raised our		world. I lived a good life with my wives, raised our
	fawns well, and died happy, Beloved of my entire		fawns well, and died happy, Beloved of my entire
	family.		family.<br/>
	My house still stands strong...		My house still stands strong...

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	enemies. I had any mare, or any fem I wanted, yet		enemies. I had any mare, or any fem I wanted, yet
	always felt alone because I never let go the horror		always felt alone because I never let go the horror
	of my office to love them as they deserved.		of my office to love them as they deserved.<br/>
	I died holding my guts in, crying for my mare...		I died holding my guts in, crying for my mare...

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	been far back in the lineup, or unimportant for I do		been far back in the lineup, or unimportant for I do
	not remember much now. I may even have been a normal		not remember much now. I may even have been a normal
	four-legger horse.		four-legger horse.<br/>
	I only know I died happy...		I only know I died happy...

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	conquest. As before when waiting to become a new life,		conquest. As before when waiting to become a new life,
	My soul is imprinted with the knowledge of what animal		My soul is imprinted with the knowledge of what animal
	I am to be, and some sense of my destiny.		I am to be, and some sense of my destiny.<br/>
	Something is wrong.		Something is wrong.<br/>
	My body is not a horse's.		My body is not a horse's.<br/>
	I have too many fingers.		I have too many fingers.<br/>
	I have no tail, no muzzle, no elegant ears.		I have no tail, no muzzle, no elegant ears.<br/>
	My bare-skinned parents are concerned it takes me		My bare-skinned parents are concerned it takes me
	until three years of age to teach me to RUN as a		until three years of age to teach me to RUN as a
	two-legger does, instead of four-footing whenever I		two-legger does, instead of four-footing whenever I
	needed to be somewhere fast.		needed to be somewhere fast.<br/>
	Something in me says this development is completely		Something in me says this development is completely
	normal.		normal.<br/>
	I ask my mom what happened to my tail.		I ask my mom what happened to my tail.<br/>
	I stare constantly at the stranger in the mirror,		I stare constantly at the stranger in the mirror,
	confused that he acts like me, yet has no fur, no		confused that he acts like me, yet has no fur, no
	tail, no muzzle.		tail, no muzzle.<br/>
	When the humans play their dominance games, I treat		When the humans play their dominance games, I treat
	them as a horse does alone with carnivorous apes.		them as a horse does alone with carnivorous apes.<br/>
	School is a running battle.		School is a running battle.<br/>
	I will not be tamed. I am wild...		I will not be tamed. I am wild...<br/>
	I cringe when I see myself in the mirror. Memories of		I cringe when I see myself in the mirror. Memories of
	who I've been haunt me. This hairless freak cannot be		who I've been haunt me. This hairless freak cannot be
	me!		me!<br/>
	I want him to disappear! He is the illusion, not me!		I want him to disappear! He is the illusion, not me!<br/>
	I try to use the powers gifted to me in the past to		I try to use the powers gifted to me in the past to
	leave this world or to change into anything. Even a		leave this world or to change into anything. Even a
	simple horse with no human memory would be better. I		simple horse with no human memory would be better. I
	fail repeatedly.		fail repeatedly. <br/>
	I find I can astrally visit other worlds.
			I find I can astrally visit other worlds.<br/>
	I find others like me who have animals for souls who		I find others like me who have animals for souls who
	point the way to worlds for me with their art, making		point the way to worlds for me with their art, making
	the way easier.		the way easier.<br/>
	I find I can dreamwalk after some tips from true		I find I can dreamwalk after some tips from true
	masters of the gift.		masters of the gift.<br/>
	I am more comfortable with what I am, now that I know		I am more comfortable with what I am, now that I know
	I am not alone, but wonder why I am here in this body.		I am not alone, but wonder why I am here in this body.
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	I had a vision from Coyote. what does he want with me?		I had a vision from Coyote. what does he want with me?

	He spoke to other furs too, odd...		He spoke to other furs too, odd...<br/>
	Is there to be a grand joke on humanity only furries		Is there to be a grand joke on humanity only furries
	will enjoy?		will enjoy?<br/>
	I only know I will be going to the world I was to have		I only know I will be going to the world I was to have
	been born on when I leave this world and body.		been born on when I leave this world and body.<br/>
	I am tired, and want to go home.		I am tired, and want to go home.<br/>

	This world is not mine...and can never be.		This world is not mine...and can never be.

	But I now have hope!		But I now have hope!

Bryan: categories, byline, also fix two misspellings while I'm at it (hope you don't mind)

2008-02-22T05:27:13Z

categories, byline, also fix two misspellings while I'm at it (hope you don't mind)

← Older revision		Revision as of 00:27, 22 February 2008
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	~~The Traveller~~		[[Category:Story]] [[Category:Boss Hoss]]
	~~by BOSS HOSS~~		{{byline\|name=Boss Hoss\|user=Boss Hoss}}


	This world is not mine...		This world is not mine...
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	I have been Shanna, Lynx sex-goddess and entertainer		I have been Shanna, Lynx sex-goddess and entertainer
	to a world of fairly high tech furs that practically		to a world of fairly high tech furs that practically
	worshiped me. I am a ~~merceless~~ opponent to slavery,		worshiped me. I am a merciless opponent to slavery,
	seeing friends die after being captured and smuggled		seeing friends die after being captured and smuggled
	outcountry. The skins of slavers decorated my room.		outcountry. The skins of slavers decorated my room.
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	I was a gentle mare. Who I am, or what I did must have		I was a gentle mare. Who I am, or what I did must have
	been far back in the lineup, or unimportant for I do		been far back in the lineup, or unimportant for I do
	not ~~remeber~~ much now. I may even have been a normal		not remember much now. I may even have been a normal
	four-legger horse.		four-legger horse.
	I only know I died happy...		I only know I died happy...

Boss Hoss: A reincarnation work years old now, but still getting favorable reviews. Now it's time to archive it here.

2008-02-22T05:20:42Z

A reincarnation work years old now, but still getting favorable reviews. Now it's time to archive it here.

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The Traveller
by BOSS HOSS

This world is not mine...
It never has,
it never will be.
Memories fill me from before my birth, of worlds where
animals walk upright as humans do, worlds that have
never known the bare-skinned offspring of chimps.
Others where they weren't special chosen to be the
sole stewards of that world's unevolved species, but
in equal partnership with evolved versions of those
animals.

I have been a dire wolf barbarian, helping my tribe
fight our version of the Romans. Brothers in Arms with
cave and polar bears, Fierce Sabertooths, Aurochis,
Irish Deer..all pushing the boundaries of a world
empire back. Meeting the pony tribes of the steppes as
our allies...

I have been Shanna, Lynx sex-goddess and entertainer
to a world of fairly high tech furs that practically
worshiped me. I am a merceless opponent to slavery,
seeing friends die after being captured and smuggled
outcountry. The skins of slavers decorated my room.
Maybe it is best I do not quite remember how I died in
my prime...

I have been a nameless slave, my memories carried over
to Shanna's life and were awakened by the deaths of
her friends as slaves. I was less than nothing,
treated like a beast to work to death, except when the
masters needed their desires quenched in my ravaged
kithole.
I fed the master's animals when I died...

I was a Whitetail buck on a beautiful medium tech
world. I lived a good life with my wives, raised our
fawns well, and died happy, Beloved of my entire
family.
My house still stands strong...

I was a stallion, and warlord of my nation. I did
things I was not proud of, and sickened me to my soul.
All to keep my nation alive in the face of its
enemies. I had any mare, or any fem I wanted, yet
always felt alone because I never let go the horror
of my office to love them as they deserved.
I died holding my guts in, crying for my mare...

I was a gentle mare. Who I am, or what I did must have
been far back in the lineup, or unimportant for I do
not remeber much now. I may even have been a normal
four-legger horse.
I only know I died happy...

I have been so many furs, I cannot remember them all,
yet they each have left their mark on who I am. I have
been male and female so many times, sex with either
appeals to me. I have been predator and prey, warrior
and mother, master, then slave.

I am a stallion, genetically created by men to walk as
they. I know I have an important destiny on the worlds
of furries to protect the innocent from rapacious
conquest. As before when waiting to become a new life,
My soul is imprinted with the knowledge of what animal
I am to be, and some sense of my destiny.
Something is wrong.
My body is not a horse's.
I have too many fingers.
I have no tail, no muzzle, no elegant ears.
My bare-skinned parents are concerned it takes me
until three years of age to teach me to RUN as a
two-legger does, instead of four-footing whenever I
needed to be somewhere fast.
Something in me says this development is completely
normal.
I ask my mom what happened to my tail.
I stare constantly at the stranger in the mirror,
confused that he acts like me, yet has no fur, no
tail, no muzzle.
When the humans play their dominance games, I treat
them as a horse does alone with carnivorous apes.
School is a running battle.
I will not be tamed. I am wild...
I cringe when I see myself in the mirror. Memories of
who I've been haunt me. This hairless freak cannot be
me!
I want him to disappear! He is the illusion, not me!
I try to use the powers gifted to me in the past to
leave this world or to change into anything. Even a
simple horse with no human memory would be better. I
fail repeatedly.
I find I can astrally visit other worlds.
I find others like me who have animals for souls who
point the way to worlds for me with their art, making
the way easier.
I find I can dreamwalk after some tips from true
masters of the gift.
I am more comfortable with what I am, now that I know
I am not alone, but wonder why I am here in this body.

I had a vision from Coyote. what does he want with me?

He spoke to other furs too, odd...
Is there to be a grand joke on humanity only furries
will enjoy?
I only know I will be going to the world I was to have
been born on when I leave this world and body.
I am tired, and want to go home.

This world is not mine...and can never be.

But I now have hope!