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The AlterNet



The AlterNet is a network built on an alternate Earth by Jake and Oren using Oren's nanos. Nanos form a shell on the AlterNet Earth that transmits sensations in real time to the user's body on his or her home Earth. They have created a fantasy MMO using the entire Earth.


Main Story
  • (02-02-2018) Whispers: [WP] Write a story about anything, using every single character on your keyboard.
  • (02-09-2018) Beta Reality[WP] Reality is my playground...
  • (02-21-2018) Character Creation: [WP] "Welcome, we are so glad you are here. We've been expecting you." "What, where am I?"
  • (03-04-2018) Holy Moly: [WP] Sunday Free Write 

Fringe Stories

  • (04-14-2018) Living Forest: [WP] In the distant future, prisoners have their brains extracted and uploaded into a computer system in order to save space and maintain peace within prisons. 
    • (4-24-2018) Jail Time: [WP] "The jailer is the key, kill him and you'll be free..."
  • (04-28-2018) AlterNet 2.0: [WP] The first fully immersive online VR game has released in which anything is possible. After months of saving you eagerly log in and hit 'random server.'
  • (05-19-2018) Marriage or Death?: [WP] You're a shopkeeper by day and a dungeon delver at night. A customer comes along and asks for a unique item. You don't have it, but you know where to find it, and it won't be easy to get.





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