Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 353 Sunday After the Resurrection
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Friday, June 1, 2007 (Continued)
During the previous days I'd many times thanked everyone for permitting my plan's progress, so I just said, "Thanks very much YET again. Okay, I'll get changed and lie on the bed and we'll role-play it. Not that there's much to do." This was taking place in Mom and Dad's bedroom because it had a Faraday cage and it seemed like an appropriate place for their son to come back into the world.
I changed into the shorts I'd planned to wear. Mom had washed and ironed them for me! She'd been nervous, and said she wanted Mark to make a good impression when the press arrived. I'd be wearing shorts and nothing else so the media's first glance at my body would stop anyone suspecting that I was Archangel Michael.
While I changed, I suggested, "Let's say you felt like coming to this room. You had a feeling that the angel that replaced Michael wanted you to come, but you can't explain how you thought that. We'll say that it happened at the time that you did come here, so about thirty minutes ago, and that you'd each been previously doing whatever you'd truly been doing, so no lies about any of that.
-- "When you got to this room, you had a feeling it was time for the resurrection, and we spent twenty five minutes talking, mostly your thanking Ron for his sacrifice and he insisting that it was the least he could do to pay you all back. You've heard me describe that stuff before so we'll just run through it quickly so you have common stories."
We did it. I'm sure you can easily imagine what we said, so I won't bother recording it.
I continued, "Then the angel that had replaced Archangel Michael appeared about five minutes ago. It had a MUCH better command of English. It has no body, so we'll say we heard the voice coming from all around us. You can each say that the voice sounded like your own voice, which will confuse people a little, but that's good.
-- "It told you how God had always intended that Mark be the resurrectee because God wants the world to have an 'In Your Face' object lesson about how wasteful immorality is. If Mark had been kept alive, the discoveries from his body would have changed human civilization enormously for the better, but humanity's immorality destroyed and lost Mark's body. God will resurrect Mark, but will change his body chemistry so it won't lead to the breakthroughs it could have. The Guardian Angel has also been told not to allow many experiments to be done on Mark, making it even harder for scientists to discover anything useful. God wants humans to get just enough from Mark's new body to be tantalized and excited by it, but not to be able to get any of the incredibly wonderful things humans could have gained if the first body hadn't been killed.
-- "The angel also said that Archangel Michael was sent to Earth to observe humanity in general, but also how humanity treated Mark as he grew into his potential. God was greatly disappointed in humanity when it treated Mark so immorally that humanity ended up killing him. God says it's going to be a very long time before there's a chance of someone like Mark happening again. As we talked about before, to get more religious people on our side we'll say the angel said that Mark was not only physically and mentally advanced, but his soul was advanced too. After the resurrection, I'll have that soul back, which should give me some credibility with the religious people, which are the ones we worry about the most. The angel can say that God has resurrected me with my body rendered less useful, but my mind and soul are just as advanced as they used to be.
-- "I've said all that in one burst and I mixed the structure up a little, so when you talk about it you'll give slightly different versions. Does anyone think we should go through it more carefully?"
Donna said, "I didn't understand all of it..."
"And that's perfect, Donna. You'll be more convincing if you don't understand. It's all a pile of custard anyway, so you're not missing out on anything real."
"Okay."
"According to our story, the new angel has been talking to us for half an hour, and at this point it says it's time to do the resurrection. I - as Ron - lie down on the bed and all the pretty girls kiss me goodbye. We can actually role-play that part, if you like."
The girls kissed me and thanked me for my noble sacrifice. I said I was looking forward to finding out what came next. The parents said some short, sweet, in-character words, gave me hugs, then we got on with the play.
I said, "We'll say the angel was hovering here for the last half an hour while it was talking to us." I created a white light blob in a convenient location.
Donna asked, "I thought those were aliens that had to come a long way to see you. But now they come whenever you want, and the Guardian is going to appear and disappear a lot too, right? So what are they?"
"Just think of them as angels for now. When all the media frenzy has died down I'll tell you more, but telling you too much new stuff now might cause you to say the wrong thing when someone asks you about them."
"It's very weird the way they come whenever you want?"
"For now, let's just say it's because angels are very smart and clever because they work for God. I'll tell you more later, but now isn't the time. There are too many other important things to worry about."
"Okay. I want to know though."
I got back to the main issue, "We'll make the resurrection very simple. After the angel saw we'd all finished saying our goodbyes and thank yous, the angel got brighter and brighter," which it did, "taking only a few seconds to get so bright it was hard to look at," which it was. Everyone could still see though, as it getting too bright for us to see might make the public suspect that it had played a trick on us.
"When it was bright like it is now - bright, but you can still see - the angel paused for about five seconds, then it said, 'Mark is here now.' Before you can say anything, Ron's body says, 'Mom, Dad, is that you? Where am I? How did I get here? Donna, why are your, umm, breasts so big?'"
While Donna giggled, Mom soberly asked, "Do we really want Mark to talk about Donna's breasts at this historic moment? That's going to upset some people."
"I'm trying to deflate the pretentiousness from the event, to establish an air of normality. The faster we appear normal the better. Plus Mark's got no idea what's happened to him, so he should ask ordinary questions..."
Vanessa added, "Plus you enjoy jerking people's chains."
"Yeah, that too. But I still think my other reasons are sufficient. It also seems like such a down-to-earth comment that it might help people believe that there's no trick involved in this."
"I think we should leave it in," opined Dad. "It does make things seem more real."
I asked, "Does anyone have a good reason to exclude Donna's tits from being mentioned in thousands of history books?"
Donna giggled again, then suggested, "Maybe I should get changed into something better for the photographs?"
Julia ALMOST agreed, and then realized her mistake. A guilty look flashed across her face and she looked at me to see if I'd noticed. I let her know that I had, and she hung her head with well-deserved shame.
Mom said, "I think it's better you don't look like you dressed for the comment, Donna. We were doing ordinary things around the house because we didn't expect this to happen."
Donna was more concerned with other issues, "I didn't know I was going to be photographed and put in books when I put these clothes on..."
I interrupted this mindlessness, "You'll be appearing on God knows how many TV shows and you'll be interviewed until it drives you up the wall, so you'll have plenty of opportunity to dress how you want."
"Goody! Umm, but I don't really have anything suitable. We'll have to go shopping. Julia, Carol and Ava; can you help me PLEASE?"
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Thursday, June 23, 2005 When we got the call to come get my new car, I said, "We'll need to get a taxi there, otherwise how will we get the Honda back?" "We'll tell the car lot to lend us someone to drive it back. You just spent $60,000 with them." "Ahh, yeah. Good point." As I'd promised, after driving Julia home, Donna was the first Anderson family member to get a ride. She was with some friends, so they got rides too. They all loved it, especially when I "put the lid down,"...
Wednesday, April 20, 2005 (Continued) When Julia and I approached her classroom, running a little late, her teacher and the Principal were standing outside. The Principal wasn't often seen in the halls, so I suspected this was not a coincidence. He asked me, "Mr. Anderson, aren't you supposed to be in B12 now?" (Building B, room 12). "Um, yes sir. I'm just walking Julia to class to keep her safe." "That's what I'm doing here. Get to your class now, Mr. Morrison is waiting for...
Monday, June 27, 2005 This chapter has jumped ahead four days. Not much happened over summer that was relevant to my ascendancy, so day-by-day reporting isn't needed. ^ A couple of days after Savannah's test ride in my new car, I invited my soccer team to Julia's, excluding the guys who'd just graduated, had serious girlfriends, were virgins, or were too immature for what I had in mind. That left five of them. That many because they didn't actually have to be mature, just be able to...
Wednesday, April 20, 2005 (Continued) Julia and I headed back toward the girls who were waiting for the honor of having lunch with me. They'd sat in the same classrooms with me almost an entire school year and I'd not noticed any of them feeling particularly honored. I should have made myself honorable by making girls cry years ago. Julia had already told me who she'd gracefully permitted to have lunch in my august presence, and I'd seen most of them during the morning. Seeing them all...
Wednesday, April 20, 2005 (Continued) We strode away quickly, and even with that Julia had difficulty holding in her mirth long enough to get out of earshot. She held it for as long as possible, and then it boiled out of her. "Keep walking," she gasped, "they can still see us." We half-carried Julia another few tens of yards, and Julia said, "Let's sit here. I have to laugh." We sat, and I held Julia while she got a good laugh out of her system. Carol laughed along too, but in a...
Monday, June 27, 2005 (Continued) We kept chatting about aspects of the Target Game, to give the guys plenty of time to get used to seeing My Girls topless. Hopefully enough so they wouldn't react typically when the Targets also started stripping. One of the other issues that came up turned out exactly as I'd expected. I pointed out that under my plan, the guys wouldn't get to choose which of the Target Girls they had sex with. It was up to the Targets to choose the guys. Amusingly, the...
Wednesday, April 20, 2005 (Continued) I parked on the street roughly where Julia wanted. All the girls got out and I followed very reluctantly, still in disbelief that we were going shopping rather than to bed. With Donna walking impatiently behind us, and my least favorite wives holding an arm of mine each, Julia and Carol dragged me toward wherever it was we were going. No one had bothered to tell me. Why would they? We entered a men's clothing store that I'd never been in before. It...