see also: Can of Worms, Genie Bottle

As any decent storyteller can tell you, part of the problem with a Deus Ex Machina is getting the god back into the box after they've performed whatever task you needed them for.

Writer's Block: Something Seems Different

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Freak the hell out, because something or someone is handing out magical transformations, rewriting my past so I was born with different chromosomes, or whatever the exact Clarke-level mechanism is involved, and there's no telling what might happen next - literally anything, as the normal rules as I understand them no longer apply. Further, I have no reason to assume that this force or entity bears me any goodwill, as it has already demonstrated it doesn't really care about stuff like "prior knowledge and consent". I may next find myself an unperson, a Faerie slave for a hundred years, a mouse, a fish, or simply dead, for no/any reason.


(what, too serious an answer for a silly quiz? yeah, I do that sometimes.)

(I swear, I saw this after I had the previous thought/post.)