
What do you do when an online friend dies?
Yes, this can be considered fanfic.
wirewolf's genemorphs world has entranced me quite a bit, and in attempting to fill the latest prompt, this was what came up. The world works so well for the question, and I hope Wirewolf doesn't mind me having appropriated it a bit.
Inspiration came directly from this story: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/473605/ as well as
fiztheancient's icon. All band names are (to my knowledge) entirely my own creation. :) Uhh, I think that's it. Hey look, it didn't even take me a week this time!
Yes, this can be considered fanfic.

Inspiration came directly from this story: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/473605/ as well as

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So far, I haven't lost any online friends. I have lost track of a few, much to my deep regret, but none to the utter finality of death. And I want to tell you that if I did, I would probably feel exactly the way you described it here.
This is a potent, moving piece that has most likely played out more than once in real life. It brought me to the verge of tears until the final two paragraphs. Seeing something so wistfully beautiful created in response to something I did, especially something so meaningful to me, touched me deeply. I had to wipe my eyes before I could respond.
Thank you very much for sharing this with us.
And especially with me.
p.s. Those have got to be the most inventive and modern sounding band names I've seen in years. I was convinced I needed to do a Google search on them to find out what kind of music I'd been missing.
This is a potent, moving piece that has most likely played out more than once in real life. It brought me to the verge of tears until the final two paragraphs. Seeing something so wistfully beautiful created in response to something I did, especially something so meaningful to me, touched me deeply. I had to wipe my eyes before I could respond.
Thank you very much for sharing this with us.
And especially with me.
p.s. Those have got to be the most inventive and modern sounding band names I've seen in years. I was convinced I needed to do a Google search on them to find out what kind of music I'd been missing.
If I hadn't been approaching this so seriously, I'd have delved into my massive collection of "these would make awesome band names". I'm glad that you liked them, though, I was happy with most of them. I could even tell you what genre half of them are! (Now just tell me why I bothered to make up band names and change the name of OpenCanvas, but didn't do so for LiveJournal. :P)
And I'm very glad you liked it, your response even got me a little teary. I have honestly wondered what happens to a person's online self when they die. Think about all the accounts, the e-mails, the websites, the networking; what becomes of that? If you're someone's friend from another state, or God forbid, another country, what chance is there of the person's family actually informing you? You don't mean anything to them, they don't know you. Our narrator here was fortunate enough to have been informed of her friend's demise, though I get the feeling it was some time after the fact.
But think about it, really. Who in your family knows your passwords to things? How do you convince a website a person is dead? Should you even? It's hard to know what to trust on the internet. I haven't lost any online friends (that I know of, anyway), but I heard about a furry or two a few years ago who died, and I've been pondering the question ever since.
Oh, and I should mention, I don't think I really addressed it in the story, but Kimber's supposed to be a genemorph with species dysphoria. The kangaroo avatar wasn't just meant to hide his identity, it was actually how he felt he should have been born. I'm sure it's a concept outside what you might have envisioned for your world, but I thought it was kind of an interesting idea. ^v^ Anyway, again, I'm glad you liked it; you've certianly given me plenty of enjoyment reading the original works!
And I'm very glad you liked it, your response even got me a little teary. I have honestly wondered what happens to a person's online self when they die. Think about all the accounts, the e-mails, the websites, the networking; what becomes of that? If you're someone's friend from another state, or God forbid, another country, what chance is there of the person's family actually informing you? You don't mean anything to them, they don't know you. Our narrator here was fortunate enough to have been informed of her friend's demise, though I get the feeling it was some time after the fact.
But think about it, really. Who in your family knows your passwords to things? How do you convince a website a person is dead? Should you even? It's hard to know what to trust on the internet. I haven't lost any online friends (that I know of, anyway), but I heard about a furry or two a few years ago who died, and I've been pondering the question ever since.
Oh, and I should mention, I don't think I really addressed it in the story, but Kimber's supposed to be a genemorph with species dysphoria. The kangaroo avatar wasn't just meant to hide his identity, it was actually how he felt he should have been born. I'm sure it's a concept outside what you might have envisioned for your world, but I thought it was kind of an interesting idea. ^v^ Anyway, again, I'm glad you liked it; you've certianly given me plenty of enjoyment reading the original works!
I have wondered, more than once, what would happen if I was to, well, cease. I imagine my works would float around like seeds. Some might find fertile ground and flourish for a time while others would perish almost immediately. At some point I suspect changing servers and lost files will eventually erase a person's e-presence from the 'net.
As for losing someone only known through the net, I suspect you're right. Unless the deceased made arrangements for notification to go out to a list of email addresses, few, if any, without RL connections would know. And I find that an amazing irony in an age of information and communication. I wonder if such a 'notification list' being included in people's wills might ever catch on? There might even be a good story in that idea, too.
You know, I never even thought of the idea of a genemorph who felt they'd been born the wrong species. I gave the term 'chameleon' to humans who tried to act like and fit in with genemorphs. It was meant largely as a disparaging term used by 'morphs. But the notion that a feliform might feel he or she was meant to be, say, a caniform simply never occurred to me. Another great story idea!
Urf, I should be in bed.
As for losing someone only known through the net, I suspect you're right. Unless the deceased made arrangements for notification to go out to a list of email addresses, few, if any, without RL connections would know. And I find that an amazing irony in an age of information and communication. I wonder if such a 'notification list' being included in people's wills might ever catch on? There might even be a good story in that idea, too.
You know, I never even thought of the idea of a genemorph who felt they'd been born the wrong species. I gave the term 'chameleon' to humans who tried to act like and fit in with genemorphs. It was meant largely as a disparaging term used by 'morphs. But the notion that a feliform might feel he or she was meant to be, say, a caniform simply never occurred to me. Another great story idea!
Urf, I should be in bed.
As others have already said -- a thought-provoking vignette.
But think about it, really. Who in your family knows your passwords to things?
My husband and I do know each others' LJ passwords, although that was more for the idea of, say, one of us being sick or hospitalized or something to that effect, and needing to update for the other. I suppose, though, if something were to happen to both of us, all bets would be off... I can't imagine my parents or siblings figuring any of this stuff out enough to post anything. Something to think about... I've been meaning to write something up, not as a legal will as much as preferences for memorial service and that sort of thing, and now I'm thinking it might be good to include a page or two giving usernames, passwords, and step-by-step instructions on how to post, to put in the fire safe with all the other important stuff...
But think about it, really. Who in your family knows your passwords to things?
My husband and I do know each others' LJ passwords, although that was more for the idea of, say, one of us being sick or hospitalized or something to that effect, and needing to update for the other. I suppose, though, if something were to happen to both of us, all bets would be off... I can't imagine my parents or siblings figuring any of this stuff out enough to post anything. Something to think about... I've been meaning to write something up, not as a legal will as much as preferences for memorial service and that sort of thing, and now I'm thinking it might be good to include a page or two giving usernames, passwords, and step-by-step instructions on how to post, to put in the fire safe with all the other important stuff...
You already know my feelings on this thanks to IRC. Basically, it's wandering self-wankery with no hook and no plot, just aimless meandering with no tone. But at least you use the english language decently, instead of tying it down and raping it like most furry writers.
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