Things got wronger pretty fast.As Dustin and Tyrene looked up in amazement a mile square cube suddenly appeared in the sky above them.
Suddenly a little girl about eight years old with bat wings,a dragons tail and horns growing out of her head appeared with a sizzle and crackle of energy about 50 feet away from them on a nearby
projection of rock.She was dressed in a 1950's eras dress and held a
musketeers cap in one hand and a stylish pair of sunglasses in the other.
Before all the stunned dragons could leap upon her she put the cap on her head and swung her arm as she pointed at all the assembling dragons.
She spoke in a high pitched girlish voice
"I am Red Fern.All your cultural distinctiveness will be added to my
clients rock band.You will be assimilated.Resistance is futile!"
I'm Red Fern,and this is how it all came about BorgStock 2003
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Back in 1995 I had been a normal thirty something humann WASP.I
had just inherited my uncles long defunct farm and greenhouse operation,all 400 acres of it.My uncle had given up farming
half a decade ago.Thus when I arrived I found acres of weedy abandoned land and row after row of derelict greenhouses,rusting boilers and rusty old engine blocks strewn about.
It was going to take awhile to clean this all up,but first I'd have to see what i had.It was as I was turning a corner that i came upon
the three alien xenomorphs beating up what i took to be a middleagged
human female.Being a heroic sort of fellow I picked up a nearby piece of pipe and advanced threatingly upon the alien hoodlums.Naturally they bolted and fled.
However the damage had been done and the lady lay on the ground,motionless and with a rod sticking out of her chest.As i watched sh seemed to shrivel up and shrink and dissappear within
her clothing.I poked at the now empty clothes and was startled when a rather toothy looking winged frilled lizard about three inches long suddenly emerged from the blouse,took one look at me and leapt for my chest.It tore a hole into my abdomen with its sharp teeth and wormed its way inside me.
Unknown to me,the human looking lady had actually been a shapeshifting dragon Gaa Ould.As she wormed her way into my guts all
that slime and saliva oozing off of her was being spread into my body and she was turning me into her own kind.
However she was in control of my changing body,not me.As my body
reformed into that of a eight year old girl I could detect her
presence in my mind as she remade my pants into a skirt and destroyed my manhood and past identity completely.
It was after the changes were complete that my vision cleared and I
slowly got up.It was as I glanced over at a dusty counter in a nearby
greenhouse that I saw the 1958 Canadian Tire catalog sitting there.Onw of the models on the cover was of a young girl pushing her toy baby carriage.The model of the baby carriage?The Red Fern.
And thats how I came to be.
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My unwanted guest decided to stay within me and told me that she was a concert promoter for her race,and was surveying my property as a possible site for BorgStock 2003.Naturally other promoters had wanted her clients business and had sent the xenomorph goons to rough her up,and derail the concert.It was now in my own interest to help her as the xenomorphs were sure to come after me next time.
She was leaving me in a confused daze,so she enlightened me on how the Borg Queen had discovered Rock N Roll.