User:Hawl/Hormones End Of World
No Hormones? It's Not The End Of The World!
This one's pretty short
I went to bed around six AM, the last thing I heard was the TV saying “Amazing Animal Mutants”, no there were no furries this time. Instead I woke up and stayed in the bedroom where I slept in Xhyz’ room and found my friends Xhyz, Helena, and Onyx being in the living room, I tried to hide from them that I had left my hormones at my house. This world however had never seen the invention of the cellphone, the whole room was different. It was Victorian in a way, everything looked so regal. This world was one where fashion accelerated faster than technology, everything looked nice, but we had 1980’s looking televisions and cellphones had not been invented yet. Instead I used a corded phone, hoping to whisper to my mother to bring me my hormones. Without them my head throbs and it’s easy to get very irritable. If I go longer worse things happen. I’ve been on hormones awhile, my body is use to its estrogen fix. I just thought, wouldn’t it be trippy if I referred to my body as a separate more masculine identity and my mind as the real feminine me.... No scratch that idea it’s stupid.
The three was broken on the phone and thus my call could not be completed as dialed. Instead I had to be quick, in my last two dreams I became a woman. I think I’ll try something new, plus I am low on hormones, might as well try to be a manly man. So I became the Cinema Snob and found myself in the expansive yard of my grandparents, those who have read my Paradise Story “An Iris Budding” or my other one “An Albino’s Breakdown” may have a collection of this place. Now I was a real man’s man, Brad Jones! If you’ve heard this man’s suave voice you know the degree of male that this Brad Jones. I wasn’t a furry version of him or anything. Though I’d imagine him as a Silver Fox if he was one. As for the rest of Channel Awesome, Spoony would be a weasel, Nostalgia Critic I picture as a gorilla, but I’d prefer the Nostalgia Kitten, Linkara would be a female badger. Personally I see Linkara as someone who in a TF Crisis Universe gets TG’d. Nostalgia Chick would be a bitch, but she kind of already is one. Okay sorry if you like her, but personally I really dislike Lindsey both as a character and as a person.
I spoke with the Gods of Exploitation, there was one who looked like screwed up piles of organs, Pumpkin Head, The Wolfman, a Red Devil, and one who looked like Zargosek from Metamor Keep or maybe The Emperor from Star Wars..... I’m not quite sure the lightning was bad. Then I was transported to a Johnny Bravo cartoon as punishment for mocking them for creating Manos The Hands Of Fate, Porno Holocaust, The Simpsons Porno, and finally Blood Sucking Creeps. I became Johnny Bravo and I don’t remember a lot about that part.
Finally I woke up and got out my cellphone, our world doesn’t have red velvet carpeting and regal gold medals for appliances, but praise the Spider Queen of Machines Indra! I can call and get my hormones.
Well, my friend Xhyz saw I wasn’t able to get my hormones as my grandfather didn’t know what “pill bottles” were... I so need to move out... My fellow transwomen might know that if you go awhile without your hormones you can get a little grouchy. I’d imagine going a few days without them would be an absolute disaster. So in order to help me feel better Xhyz offered me a pot brownie, home made, very delicious.
I would like to state, I do not recommend the use of drugs to anyone and especially not for recreation. I am not addicted. Literally I do them only once every few months and with a group who knows how to handle it, all people in the group trying to use it purely spiritually.
During this pot brownie trip I felt calm and relaxed, the brownie itself tasted really good. Damn good actually, it was very minty and I found myself eating it slowly to favor it. I felt fantastic and like dancing, which I did. Now eventually I got to staring whilst I finally got a ride, no not a futuristic quantum robot car animal you silly furries, to my house to get my hormones. I looked out the window and I had a daydream, not really a daydream, it was half day dream half hallucination. I saw everyone in the world as a rabbit, save for my friend’s raccoon character Sargosa, the world was rapidly falling apart and the rabbits were all scientists around a giant machine, several were watching a deer run through a meadow, but for the most part they were all working on the machine. This seems to be some kind of sequel to a previous vision I had months ago of Sargosa stepping through a portal and greeting several scientists, some were human then, others weren’t. I believe these scientists may have mastered shapeshifting, or did they have a form to begin with? Eh, well, whatever.
I look forward to sleeping tonight. This Dream Journal thing is far more awesome than I previously predicted.