Me and My Shadow

[Tomtomrawr]

Axel's mind drifted off into sleep, but his body was far from receiving its rightful rest for the day. The thing took its opportunity to take control. It slowly extended out of the recesses of Axel's mind that it had been occupying, its influence slowly stretching across more and more of Axel's brain. An hour after Axel had fallen asleep, the thing's tentacles of influence had spread along his entire neuron network. It was time to take this body for a spin.

It raised Axel's arms, pushing the sheet away. For a moment it examined Axel's nude body, interested in how it could work it as effortlessly as its owner. It began to access information on how the body worked. The circulatory system, the respiratory system, Axel was very well educated in these areas. It knew exactly the limits of its new host.

It slid Axel's legs around ninety degrees until they hung off the side of the bed. The linoleum floor was cold, and this new sensation sent shivers up Axel's spine. Which he was renting. Every area of Axel's body had been at the same temperature under the duvet, but now his body was out of the warm cocoon. After a few seconds of adjusting to the floor, it pushed itself from the bed and managed to stand for a few seconds, before falling back and almost snapping the bed off its hinges. Standing was something it would need to practice with.

Planet Manhattan - February 4th 819A.S.

Two hours later, it was watching casually down a street. It was growing accustomed to the repetitive motion of walking. And breathing. It'd taken half an hour to realise that Axel's body was automatically breathing. The diaphragm contracted, increasing the volume and decreasing the pressure in the lungs. Air flowed down the airways. It was glad that Axel was so well educated in these functions, as it was fascinated by how everything worked.

Despite the time of day, Manhattan was still very much alive. It was the planet that never slept. It was the home of the rich of the Sirius Sector, and many of them loved one thing: parties. The thing was strolling down a street that Axel had walked down a few hours before, when it was still light. At that time it had been deserted. But now the buildings were alive with vibrant neon signs and the streets were packed with people that each seemed to be unique. It was hard to find two people wearing clothes that shared the same style.

As he walked past them on the pavement, he was given a sample of the music being pumped out of every club. Most sported the same type of modern pop. When he glanced inside, he saw that all the people inside wore the same style clothes. The pavement held every fashion every conceived, but the clubs were like a filter. Each fashion stayed in its respective place.

'Oh, the shark, babe.'

It stopped on the street, and turned a sharp ninety degrees toward the source of the music. It sounded different from the rest.

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[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.

Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.