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So I a foreword is that I am not trying to appropriate culture but am merely using a persecuted minority group or multiple if you will to give a ancillary glance into how bigotry can be harmful (I know I am beating a dead horse and that my sophomoric attempts at messaging will be eclipsed by greater works of the future, past, and present). I mainly did this though because I dont want to make another cishet white male protagonist even if I am one IRL... Not trying to be a bigot there is just a deluge of those out there in fiction. Basically this will be a sci fi story where it takes place in the battle of analog vs digital tech as CRTs were being phased out by LEDs. I am imagining worlds that I hope to portray based on all the analogue tech and digital tech. Groove grove for instance based on the grooves of a record. Concurrent City fueled by hydro power. Turbine town (air powered), Solar Station (a large train powered by the sun that transports throughout the analogue realms. I am hoping this drawing course I am taking on udemy will help me be able to actualize my visions into a visual novel type game.
" LIVING IN ANALOGUE REALMS"


Prologue
Tabitha Edwards is a Jewish college student who transitioned at a young age to become female. In a small college town in the middle of America in 2005 she struggles to maintain her life as she is ridiculed by her peers and failing in her schoolwork. She finds solace in the abstract worlds of video games.
Her last bit of money was drying up as she was fired from her job. As the ephemeral pleasure taking her hormone pills to achieve the visage reality, she desires coincides with her routine she begins to play a video game. She receives a call from home that her grandfather her last known family that supported her after her parents met their untimely death has passed away.
Is life even worth living, she would soon fail out of college, a community college at that! She never was good at games, but she enjoyed the escape. She wanted to escape for good this time into another plane of existence where she would not be misgendered or insulted. She begins to inhale the whole bottle of medicine. After a plethora of time passes, she begins to wheeze and cough up a puddle of blood. As she lay in front of her CRT TV gasping and gargling blood, she came to the sanguine realization that the end of her suffering was near.
Suddenly static on the tv appeared and a hand sculped of electricity grasped at her perishing form. She was seized into the TV, into the analogue realm.