I finally worked up the courage to write this, my very bizarre story that probably nobody will even believe. I keep wondering if I even should write this memo, i may simply delete it later in fear of it becoming popular and making me famous or something similiar, and that i am not interested in. My story begins over 700 years ago and ends soon after
I am the last of the Cynocephaly or at least that’s what you called us. I once was a powerful creature and man, but my own people saw me as something of a monster, and because of my appearance i was to be punished, because i was seen as a monster which is why and how i got here. The very same people i called friends are how i got here.
Now my people are as far as i know extinct, I’m alone and that loneliness is permanent, and a freak of nature, before i was something of a freak too, but i was a powerful freak and i could appreciate it, now there’s nothing to appreciate. I’m surrounded by beings I do not care about and leaching off of society not because i want to but because i can no longer conjure the mental strength to bring myself back to sme kind of status, and i see little point anyways. If you’re just going to come on here and post “yes you are human you just have a mental disorder” then note i’ve heard all of that before and i will simply ignore what you have to say because i have heard it before. now the technology that surrounds me is primitive, and i slowly am losing my mind here in this third world shitthole surrounded by human beings away from my own kind in one of the most absurd periods of even their own history. I’m no longer even allowed to use my own name and have become cursed so that i may never feel any form of meaningful happiness.
I thought maybe if i collected enough human money, dollars i could use technology and over-engineer a way out of my problems, which seems to be my species solution to everything, but i don’t think that will be possible this time, but i’m still going to try it.
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Dude thats cool as hell.
i don’t find spending an eternity in misery very cool.
What country do u live in if I may ask
why?
Are you a man with the head of a dog?
I should say not anymore, and that was never an accurate depiction.
the whole reason i even made this was to see if people would even dare offer me financial support for that solution I’d mentioned above. I think if I build something my species would’ve had i could at least look like one of my own again, that would be a really nice turn of events, i have no desire of continuing to be this freak.
I am both the deer, and the wolf that hunts the deer that is me. I have no money or occupation, just the hunt for myself, until I finally consume myself and become only wolf. Then I can hunt the homo sapiens that killed Bambi.
Couple questions if I may
1. Are you immortal? Or do you just have a long lifespan?
2. What happened to the others of your kind?
3. Do you want to keep living?
As extraordinary as your story is, I see parallels with a lot of us here. Many of us are very isolated, misunderstood, outcast by our own species so we might as well be the last of our kind. Many of us feel that we have lived way too long. And almost all of us want to escape this ugly world somehow, but we lack the means. Funny how similar things are across all species and worlds. Pretty bleak.
no i’m not immortal, yes we have long lifespans, but that isn’t relevant to me.
i can’t be entirely sure but i can only assume a swift and painful extinction from what i can only refer to as a chemical weapon even if not accurately.
and no not really, at least not particularly and especially not if i have to live as a strange homo-sapien.
I almost find this notion insulting, you’re surrounded by your own, if you feel isolated you have gone and isolated yourself. if you are outcast you can go to a different group, I am an outcast among all human groups even those that would be accepting of me, and there is nobody to turn to, literally.
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i may as well answer some other questions bound to be asked.
why can’t we find any of your kind then? Well they’re likely extinct, if you mean artifacts you probably could if you tried hard enough but wouldn’t find very much considering we had acid bath funerals, low populations, and lived pseudo tribally.
what do you eat? our diets consisted of like 90% meat and 10% berries, foliage vegetables, and everything else, with the exception of fish.
where are you from? Earth, we lived on Earth. Where on earth? i’m not likely to ever tell you that, excavating my people’s ruins to me is essentially the same as desecrating them and i will not cooperate.
who were you? I was a powerful man who handled funds as a profession, I was very rich but that wealth came from my parents.
“I almost find this notion insulting, you’re surrounded by your own, if you feel isolated you have gone and isolated yourself. if you are outcast you can go to a different group, I am an outcast among all human groups even those that would be accepting of me, and there is nobody to turn to, literally.”
No. Insulting would be if I made up some kooky ass story about how I have a dog’s head and nobody likes me because of it; then when someone tried to humour me by interpreting the tall tale as metaphoric for the sake of making a gesture of commiseration, telling that person that the gesture is insulting. You’re on your own, dog-daddy-o. I tried.
If you truly do want financial support, then you should keep writing. You caught and kept my attention. I’m sure that could be profitable.
i’m not really sure where to go from here anyways. I’ll need to make an account on some form of anonymous donors program, which probably won’t render enough.
How old are you now? Did you die 700 years ago? What technology would you build if you had the money? Are you poor? Why don’t you make some?
i was born in the spring of 1315, we had something that allows you to change your appearance, but i can’t really describe it because you don’t have anything to compare it to. honestly i’m not even sure i’ll be able to craft it with my limited knowledge only understanding the concept. It was initially used to bring others into our species and then grant them the ability to produce offspring of our own species. of course mine will not be nearly that elaborate for obvious reasons. that’s what i was doing all those years ago, my family was tasked with handling the funding for those projects.
So you are at least 700 years old?
i consider myself to be. why tho?
How does it feel to live for so long? What have you been doing?
I am so, so sorry that you ended up here. This planet is bad. Humans are so weak and infantile of intellect that they built a society that ransoms their survival for slavery. What pitiful technology they conjure is always fought for by their droves in squabble of their idiotic trade based civilization. And the worst part? they – most of them – actually believe their “civilisation” is somehow a sucess as it eats their planet a live…terrible waste.
I wish you all the best in getting back on/to form.