Vortex: Fan Walkie (Earthling Whole)

A Story by Abishai100

A hockey-coach with Star Wars toys finds himself teleported into a dream-world for discovery of capitalism-race Ego chalk.

Portrait of fan-culture imagery for social media stuff. Happy Holidays!

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I had simply been a simply satisfied American citizen and junior-hockey coach in the Homeland and had begun my cyber-homeschooling project of lines of toylands imagery for Star Wars media/cinema/commentary for modern Earthling civilization mezzanines for space/sciences exploration and customs/manners storytelling for the Ego (Facebook-like!).

My friend, a Hollywoodland pal (Eddie), took me inside an experimental area of a movie-production area (studio!) where scientists were actually recruited to devise a rather realistic dimension-portal 'toy' that would create some ripples in electromagnetism and weak-force fields for entry into other spaces of the consciousness. Apparently, one of these 'nerd-scientists' took his assignment quite literally and began to apply actual pseudo-physics he'd learned to (secretly!) make a portal that was potentially a real dimension gate. The mad scientist confided this to my friend while drinking; and that's how I ended up in the studio-warehouse (post-midnight) to test the device (damn).

I was instantly teleported to an actual dimension to the other side of the consciousness, of the known universe of Realism...and across this portal (that darn worked!) was a real Star Wars 'dominion' of sorts in which warrior-princesses were arrayed in games-scenarios requiring some male valiant contender of sorts to run through a gauntlet with those fantastic light-sabers. If the contender succeeded, he'd be courted and matched with one of the really beautiful warrior-princess, from the region of Hoth, to become her husband and monarch to preside over some Republic matter concerning Jedi-Sith cleats (wow). This was Facebook-like (right?).

I succeeded and had an incredible journey. When I returned to Earth-realm, I zoomed to a hotel-lobby with my buddy who helped me sneak into that Hollywoodland movie-studio area where we took stock of that portal 'toy' that night (wow). I scribbled everything in that journal of mine, deciding to pen the 'examination' in some buried time-portal in my backyard, for future-world archaeologists to make mark or 'discovery' in what made space/dimension hospitality a thing of field goals (sure!).

My cyber-homeschool company consultant (Lauren) decided to encourage me to generate some high-fiction based upon my (half-disclosed!) fantasy sci-fi Star Wars dimensions-journey claim and suggested that this sort of fan-culture consciousness for education of space-opera and manners/contact adventurism was the high symbol of modern Earthling civilization negotiations of the leviathan/uncertainty of socialized (capitalism?) workmanship (hmmm).