Other Realm Stoners Legion

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     Abe stared at the monitor, trying to finish the story before he had to leave.

     "and then he sat as though frozen, staring at the screen, one hand on the mouse. He couldn't move his eyes or turn his head to focus on the whole screen; his eyes..."

     There was a double knock at the door and then it opened. Abe tore his eyes away from the monitor long enough to acknowledge Terry as he walked into his dorm room.

      "Dude, ready yet? We gotta be went in about five minutes!"

      "Yeah, hold on, I need to finish my creative writing homework."

      "Abe, you're not writing, your reading. What is that?"

      "It's called Storiesville. I found it about a week ago. Perfect for my next assignment."

      "Dude, that's plagiarism. You'll get busted for that."

      "Naw, it's cool, nobody even knows this site is here. Old man Smith will never find out."

      "Who's the writer?"

     "Some guy named Tarhead. With a moniker like that, he won't care - even if he beat the odds and found out. Which he won't."

     "Tarhead? Tarhead Mugwump?"

     "Huh? You know the dude?"

     "Heard about him. Apparently you haven't. Remember Roger Tarney? The guy that EMS came and picked up last semester? Did you see how they toted him out? It looked like he was rolled up in a ball in that body bag, and it took four guys to carry him.  Know what he was last seen doing? Hijacking one of Tarhead's stories. I'm serious dude. You've got to stop. This guy is copyright protected by a group called the ORSL"

     "ORSL?"

     "Other Realm Stoners Legion. It's like a dungeons and dragons thing, except they're real"

     "Get out of here. I can't believe you fall for that junk. Urban legends... Just give me a few more minutes, I'll meet you down stairs in five."

     "Urban legends?  I don't think so.   I think he's very real, and this guy knows a lot of folks on the web - he's gonna find out!"

     "Look, you're wasting time. I need a story and this one is great. I'm going to use it. No doubt about it. So shut your trap and leave me alone so I can finish. I'll be down stairs in a flash."

     "Big mistake dude, later - maybe."

     Abe returned to the end of the story he was reading...

     "and then he sat as though frozen, staring at the screen, one hand on the mouse. He couldn't move his eyes to focus on the whole screen; his eyes were stuck on the center and all he could see was a guy that looked like a fantasy story Dwarf.  Impossibly, a brown Dwarf. The Dwarf was holding a feather quill and writing his name on the monitor in garish large elegant letters. Tarhead Mugwump.

     The Dwarf was smiling."

     "Wow", Abe thought - great ending. Conscious of the time, he quickly opened Microsoft Word. Clicking back to Storiesville, he highlighted the story and right clicked. For a moment he hesitated... then he laughed, "Other Realm Stoners Legion!! What a cool name!"

     Then he moved the mouse pointer down to the word copy and clicked. The last thing he remembered was a rush of whispers followed by a flash of ornate letters on the screen - ORSL- and a sudden realization. Other Realm Stoners Legion, as in stone; and then he sat though frozen, staring at the screen, one hand on the mouse. He couldn't move his eyes or turn his head to focus on the whole screen; his eyes were stuck on the center and all he could see was a guy that looked like a fantasy story Dwarf. Impossibly, a brown Dwarf. The Dwarf was holding a feather quill and writing his name on the monitor in garish large elegant letters. Tarhead Mugwump.

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