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Offline Tin_Grin8444

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Story: That Magic Touch
« on: 26. February 2022, 05:57:24 AM »
Hello hello Friends! I hope you've all been well  ;D

Let's keep it loose & get a little imaginative  ;)


Chapter 1

Dear Diary,

From this day forward, no longer will I languish in filling your pages with my fruitless dreams & desires, but instead your parchment will lay branded with the triumphant firsthand account of my ascension to Godhood! Yes! As of last week (I think) I wield the power to alter reality itself to my whims! Circumstance now a slave to my will, & I intend to make it everyone's problem! To the privileged few historians who come across this memoir years from now, you will devour all this document has in an insatiable craving to scrounge an ounce of comprehension for just how my powers function!

Graciously, I will disclose its conditions & limitations: With both physical touch & direct eye contact, the person of my choosing will undergo the exact orthodontic treatment I desire for them the very next day! No matter the time frame, no matter the location, no matter the person, no matter the orthodontist, if I can see them, and I can touch them, they'll have whatever I want them to have!

I realized my possession of this gift this past Tuesday when on my way to Chemistry, Hailey stopped me with a gentle shoulder's grab to ask to borrow my phone charger, as she knows I'm the only one in her Calculous with an Android Cell phone like hers. While the word 'please' left her mouth, I, of course, stole a glance at the teeth her plea would slip past, thinking to myself, "Man, she'd look great in braces. Rubber bands too. Purple." Never once had Hailey ever spoken of any intention to undergo orthodontic work, so my thoughts were harmless, and yet! That very next day! I meet Hailey in the hallway, & she sports braces! I CAN'T STOP STARING AT HER MOUTH as her purple rubber bands stretch & flex over the hooks of her metal brackets adorned with, you guessed it, PURPLE! Now, sheer coincidence that her parents had been planning this for years to help her undergo treatment that she secretly always wanted, & purple is a relatively feminine color. But! Since that moment in the hallway Wednesday, I've been curious as to if I could make it happen again, & just how specific could I get!

Once I figured out that touch & eye contact were the prerequisites, then began the fun! For Danielle, whose parents are orthodonta-phobics, I thought of full metal bands with a herbst appliance & expanders in both jaws. Not only was she sporting that very metal mouth the next day, her parents were suddenly very supportive of Danielle's treatment & how informative the staff were! Of course, the very next subject would be dear old Dad, for whom I wait til 11:59 at night to grant a future in clear brackets & bite turbos. Since there's no way he'd be able to go in the morning without my noticing, I thought this the perfect opportunity to learn the exact mechanics of my world bending powers.

The next morning, he has them! He even has a slight lisp as he tells us Goodmorning. Since the doors weren't opened & the cars weren't run, I asked when he'd gotten his braces, as I had so conveniently forgotten.

He replies, "Last week. Your mother & I were talking about it, & our insurance had the coverage. Ya know the options still open for you too."

Will my power even work on me? After Jade I know I can't use it to get money or affect the weather, but there have GOT to be more ways I can abuse this! My local orthodontists are about to be very busy!  >:D

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Re: Story: That Magic Touch
« Reply #1 on: 26. February 2022, 06:29:01 AM »
I hope you've all been doing well! It's been a bit for sure. Happy to report I've been gleefully kept busy with some rewarding creative outlets & a whole lotta work. Figured since I had this concept cooking, I might as well use it  ;) Look forward to more!

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« Reply #2 on: 26. February 2022, 18:24:17 PM »
It's nice to see that you are back to writing again. I'm looking forward to seeing what you bring us this time.

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« Reply #3 on: 26. February 2022, 19:06:05 PM »
Chapter 2


Diary,

For Jade I tried to give her metal brackets and a bite plated facebow wired in, with a pink headgear strap, with the condition that she would hand me $20.00 upon our next meeting, and that it would be raining. While she ended up with lovely pink straps, I was not successful in acquiring the cash or manipulating the weather. My next test would be to see how the condition of physical contact actually worked.

I would trip next to Aliana and Alex, a couple in near constant physical contact, catching myself on Aliana's shoulder, thanking her for saving my fall as I grant her future days one of a metal taste, and Alex with clear brackets and a tongue crib. The next day, Aliana sports the J-hooks I'd requested, however Alex was lacking any traces of puffed lips or a lisp. Upon cracking a joke to illicit a laugh, I can see Alex is braces free, meaning i have to make direct contact for my power to take effect.

To ensure my power isnt a one-use-per day gig, I trip again between Sarah and Katie, both well deserving of a more intense treatment. I grant Sarah a full banded treatement, with a large tongue crib and expanders, with wired in headgear with neon green and pink straps. For Katie, metal brackets and a herbst : )

Much to my chagrin, Katie spends the majority of the next day further consoling Sarah as she laments through lisps and drool the state or her head shrouded in metal and straps. Wonderful! 

If I can control the color and size of appliances, what else can I do?  >:D

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« Reply #4 on: 26. February 2022, 20:55:13 PM »
My fairies have been sitting on the side-lines, watching what is going on, but are powerless to help these poor victims, as not one of them has uttered the important magic words.....

'I wish....'

Mind you, it's looking like Elida's not too happy, her wand is getting a little twitchy, and there's a possibility she MIGHT just 'cross that line'....

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« Reply #5 on: 07. March 2022, 03:35:07 AM »
Chapter 3

Diary, it's been a week.

I realize my use of this gift has taken a few selfish turns.

In addition to condemning those with whom I bear ill will to more extreme treatments, I've used my ability to disrupt the schedules of people with whom I'd rather not interact with for certain events. In my bequeathing a set of tongue cages and headgear to Izzy so that I would be able to lend my voice to perform the campus-heard reading of announcements, on my way out I'd overheard the director for the campus' concert band lamenting the disruption caused by the sudden outburst of mass orthodontia. I've gathered that a musician's shape of lips that correspond to one's ability to perform an instrument using a mouthpiece, or embouchure, is horribly disrupted by the sudden presence of oral hardware & becomes impossible when headgear is involved. 2 of the 5 concerts scheduled for this year have experienced major delays because of my meddling.

What fun.  :)

In my continued efforts to find a way to monetize this Godlike power, I've begun questioning my unwilling subjects regarding from which orthodontist they acquired their hardware, & I've made a few observations. For the people who received regular braces with minimal to no extra appliances, they end up at 1 of 2 clinics on the west end of town. For the litany of well deserving miscreants granted a more aggressive treatment, so far, they've all ended up a few blocks from the main campus in the care of a Dr. Isabelle Kendra. From a quick Google search, a tall thin woman with a perpetual look of affection & amusement.

I make a plan to bring Maggie from Statistics to the ice cream shop across the street from Dr. Kendra's clinic. Before using my power, I ask what she plans to do for the night once we're finished photographing a tree for a project. She answers that she's looking forward to getting some cleaning done at her home, since her sister just moved out and she hadn't the chance to pick up after the going away party. As we take our seats with our ice cream, I trip and catch myself against Maggie, and as she comments on the strange frequency of my clumsiness these past few days, I seal her deal with a full banded treatment, topped off with two expanders, a herbst, tongue spikes in both jaws, & wired in headgear with a bright blue strap. I'm sorry Maggie, it's nothing personal. I just need something that's gonna take a while to install.

We continue regular conversation for about 10 more minutes looking at videos, before she reminds me with a resigned look that she has to make it to Pioneer Orthodontics across the street for 4:00 for her appointment!  Success! I can even derail a person's entire day! And with this! I have a chance to scout Dr. Kendra's practice!

I'm just itching to see what's it's like for the clinic I've provided so much good business for!  ;D

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Re: Story: That Magic Touch
« Reply #6 on: 28. April 2022, 05:34:14 AM »
I know it's been a while, but this story is fun! I'm getting a death note vibe from this one, though lighter obviously (idk if this community will know the reference)

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« Reply #7 on: 28. April 2022, 06:52:40 AM »
Unfortunately, it happens with many stories. Sometimes a story will be started and then when people don't comment, the writer loses interest or doesn't feel motivated to continue. Other times, a writer will move on to someplace else and the story will be left unfinished.

The best thing that we can do is write a short comment to encourage the new writers and give our feedback to the older writers so that they know what you are enjoying and what isn't working for you. Keep it polite, even if you don't like the story.

When I write, my stories are what I want to read. Not everything I write appeals to everyone, and I don't write stories to try.

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« Reply #8 on: 28. April 2022, 11:31:00 AM »
I'm guilty, too.  I was enjoying the way this story was written as well as the premise.  I should have commented earlier.

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Re: Story: That Magic Touch
« Reply #9 on: 28. April 2022, 13:56:08 PM »
Didn't read this story... I hope it will be continued

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« Reply #10 on: 28. April 2022, 16:26:34 PM »
I always dreamed of having the power to control the mind to get the most beautiful women to wear all kinds of braces even if they don't need them

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« Reply #11 on: 29. April 2022, 00:39:03 AM »
The author said further up the thread that he has been busy, and a quick peruse of previous posts over previous stories suggests it is sometimes quite a few months between postings.

Rather than declaring a story "dead" because it hasn't been updated for a few weeks, or jumping to the (probably incorrect) conclusion that the author has got bored because of a lack of comments, why don't we just respect the author's personal situation, show some good manners, and wait patiently?

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« Reply #12 on: 29. April 2022, 13:15:09 PM »
The author said further up the thread that he has been busy, and a quick peruse of previous posts over previous stories suggests it is sometimes quite a few months between postings.

Rather than declaring a story "dead" because it hasn't been updated for a few weeks, or jumping to the (probably incorrect) conclusion that the author has got bored because of a lack of comments, why don't we just respect the author's personal situation, show some good manners, and wait patiently?

Another problem that you sometimes get as a writer is that you've come up with an idea, and you write up that idea, then you have to stop, and ask yourself "now what"?.

Or maybe you know where you want the story to go, but you're not quite sure what to do to get there..... (eg: you need your character to be in HG.... so WHY do they need headgear, as earlier in the story you almost implied they don't need it).

Sometimes you just get "writers block"... (and thats often where I go onto a forum, where there's other writers, and ask for ideas!)

And finally, you get times when "life just got busy".... you just had a baby, were made redundant, are going on holiday for 2 weeks, need to finish off that DIY project....

We writers actually ENJOY writing stories, probably as much as you guys love reading them, it's just that sometimes you get the above happening, that delays you doing the writing.....

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« Reply #13 on: 02. May 2022, 22:21:33 PM »
I know it's been a while, but this story is fun! I'm getting a death note vibe from this one, though lighter obviously (idk if this community will know the reference)

I got that reference! And yeah, definitely seems like it...

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« Reply #14 on: 16. May 2022, 06:08:00 AM »
Chapter 4

So, Diary

Pioneer Orthodontics seems to be living up to its namesake in terms of obscure extra-oral appliances locked into the mouths of its patients. As Maggie checks in, I notice a strange feeling come over me as the entrance door closes itself behind me. It's a nervous excitement like I've just escaped something. Not wanting to draw attention to myself, I wrestle the urge to turn around dramatically like a child running from a darkened hallway to their lit bedroom in the dead of night. I steel myself to meet Maggie's side at the counter before looking back to see nothing outside. Not even any people. It's only late afternoon, where did everyone go?

Maggie finishes signing her paperwork, and we take our seats by an indoor plant in the center of the room. Maggie looks nervously into her phone's camera, no doubt anxious for the treatment I've subjected her to. My gaze wanders toward the windows. The clinic overlooks a pristine shopping center, almost an outdoor mall. I'd expect more people to be walking around. Instead, my eyes are drawn to the shadows cast by trees and the corners of buildings, compounded by the distance to create spaces I can't make out, but keep pulling my eyes towards them. What am I expecting to see?

Pushing back the closest thing to "Spidey-sense" I'll ever feel, I reorient my focus back on my current mission; to meet this Dr. Kendra.
Maggie is startled as her name is called by a playful voice. I can't help but shudder. I trail behind a nervous Maggie to meet who can only be the good Dr. Her eyes are bigger in person. She somehow seems to tower over the both of us, yet still put us at ease. She looks at me intrigued as to why her next patient has brought a spectator. Upon agreeing to my accompanying her, her eyes are on me a little longer after she turns towards the chair Maggie will be in for the next few hours.

Maggie is prepped and the installations begin, she clutches her phone above her stomach. I try to take in as much as I can from the clinic, but I'm unable to tear my gaze away from Maggie's small mouth held intimately open as more and more metal is cemented into it.

Dr. Kendra must've noticed my staring and begins talking with me.
"Have you thought about treatment?"

The question startles me
"Maybe someday. Have you guys been busy lately?"

"Actually, yes. A lot more than usual these past few weeks."
She chuckles
"You know, you'd look very nice with braces. Maybe think about it? We do take all kinds of insurance."

I rip my gaze away to look around at the other patients in chairs, each with their own aggressive treatments.
"Maybe. My teeth aren't really that bad."


"Well, there's more to braces than just the end result."


What does she mean by that?

After Maggie's poor little mouth has been awkwardly crowded with a copious amount of lisp-inducing metal, we start towards the entrance after she sets up her next appointment, a whole 3 months later, we're stopped by Dr. Kendra. She praises Maggie for her bravery, and once again encourages me to consider undergoing treatment with her. As we start towards Maggie's house, she thanks me for accompanying her through this ordeal. I almost feel bad for her. Almost.

I'm frustrated with myself for not asking more questions or taking in more of the clinic. I didn't even get to take any pictures!
Both suns have already set by the time we make it to Maggie's house. She and her parents thank me for walking her home, and I start towards my house just another 8 blocks away. The closer I get to the corner I have to round a quarter of the way home, the more I notice there are barely any people out. It's not that late in the evening, where is everyone?

I'm taken back to that moment walking into the clinic. Determined to keep my composure, I only quicken my pace a little. I'm just excited to be home after a long day, nothing more. There's literally NO ONE out here. Just me and the shops & businesses that have all closed this time of the day. I approach the pharmacy closer to the corner and see lights. Just to make sure, I poke my head by the window and see a lone woman manning a register on her phone. Okay I'm not completely alone. This is fine. I'm okay.

I round the corner.

It's completely dark.

I can make out the entrance to my neighborhood at the end of the road. It'll be 4 houses in. I pass a few trees by the parks edge. There's another wooded area I pass on my right that goes on for a little longer on that side of the road. The wind picks up. I'm glad I wore a jacket.



As I pass the edge of the woods I start to hear a metallic rattle. It starts getting faster.
It turns into a scream.



[email protected]%& THIS



There's something behind me I'm running I'm not looking behind me it's still screaming it's [email protected]%&ing chasing me I can't breath I'm running I can't see my house I can hear it behind me Why is it still screaming I feel my phone fly out of my jacket pocket I hear it crackle against the pavement It's still chasing me Mom please I see my house I run by the fence to the back yard the back door will be unlocked I don't hear it screaming I jump the fence I'm inside I lock the door I run upstairs I'm crying







I'm crying














I open the door to my room and make my way downstairs. I turn on every light switch I pass on the way to the living room. I hear the TV. Dad turns around in his chair, concern on his face from me bolting into the house from the back. Mom mirrors his concern from the couch. I poorly feign some sense of composure.

They press me. I relent, admitting something spooked me outside. Satisfied with the answer but still with a look of concern, Dad hands me a letter that arrived that morning. It's a treatment plan offer at Pioneer orthodontics from Dr. Kendra herself.

What the actual [email protected]%&.