Humantics Robots

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Spectrum

The Story

Lea was on the brink of a scientific breakthrough, she had managed to formulate a scientific device that allowed her to change herself into different versions of herself; that existed in other alternative realms of reality. Allowing her to be whatever she wanted to be. The more versions she created the more she could aspire to be and achieve. She also has the ability to transform into a cyborg who lives in one of the special realms. Or the beautiful seductive Lea, the quiet reflective Lea, the amazing intelligent Lea and at least twenty other versions of herself with unique and intriguing personality traits and lifestyles.   Within the Version technology she managed to formulate a system that allowed her to take various emotional trips utilizing these versions of herself.

* The Joyful Dance

* The Sea of Sorrow

*  The Maze of Trust

* The Meadows of Surprise

* The Disgusting Dimension

* The Fearful Forest

* The Ark of Anticipation

* The Bay of Wrath

She could pick different relationships and lifestyles adapt into these different versions of herself. There was only one drawback though what happened to the man who loved her whilst she was traveling through the realms of science and her discoveries. Was he ever going to be able to find her? Would he join in if she told him about her discovery?

Was there a price to pay for this lifestyle she had found and developed? Would she lose the man she loved in the process? And what about the corporate bidding war that was erupting to purchase her invention. The buyers were lining up to purchase and she had to make a decision. It was not an easy choice the burden lay heavily on heart as she had the control to determine whether Versions would be used for good or evil.
  
Written By Jill Thrussell.

Quotes

"According to the legend of forgotten storms, its said that all the lost souls that drown at sea are carried through the waves to rest in the Seas of Sorrow."  He explained.  "The Seas control the journey you embark on here and once you start it, you have to complete it.  I have no control over the Seas of Sorrow." ~ Jill Thrussell

The pitch black, jet coal colored doors were large and heavy as they creaked and groaned when Leah pushed them open, as they released an expression of tiredness and fatigue, weary from all the years they had stood upright to preserve the entrance to the majestic building they guarded. ~ Jill Thrussell

The strange, striking, voluptuous woman glanced at her and laughed as she threw some iron chains towards her, Leah caught them in her hands as they coiled and wrapped themselves around her arms like a snake, it was almost as if they were a living, breathing creature; Leah was unsure for a moment whether to embrace the strange, alien offer of friendship or reject it in fear in case it bore greater negative ramifications that would only be manifest at a later point in time. ~ Jill Thrussell

"We're fighting the puerile disgustingness of the Disgusting Dimension and trying to furnish it with joy, refinement and civility.  Its an ongoing battle for good manners, well groomed appearance and adherence to etiquette every day."  She explained. ~ Jill Thrussell

“Our battle is being waged against the puerile disgustingness of the Disgusting Dimension and trying to furnish it with joy, refinement and civility. Its an ongoing battle for good manners, well groomed appearance and adherence to etiquette every day. He explained.” ~ Jill Thrussell

“Right does everyone have their civil etiquette handbooks, bags of joy and transformation toolkits?" He asked as he held up a pamphlet, a bright golden star and a small black velvet bag that almost overflowed with a glowing, golden substance that seemed to wriggle around as he spoke.