Well here we are. Some jackass happened upon a phone or notebook or a genie or some other fancy thingie that lets them change the rules that govern our world whenever it suits them.

I am not that lucky. I am just one of the little people who live in that world. I see it changing around me and have no choice but to accept. The change is universally true. Everyone feels it at the same time. From that moment on, that's just they way things are. Nothing about life rearranges itself to this new way of things, we have to figure that part out ourselves.

Sometimes I think it would be nice to go back to the way things were. Sometimes I don't even remember what that means. Often, no one talks about it. There wouldn't be any point anyway. Unless of course you can change the rules.

Anyway, it all started one day when an entire group of people just... lost all their rights. Became... things.

Note: for all groups, it should always be assumed that "over the age of 18" is implied. This will save a lot of space.

Author's Note:
I'm a new author and am still working out my exact style and preferences, as well as the type of audience I might find here.
I am going to be balancing a number of branches on a number of threads for a while until I figure all this out. I respond to likes on threads to let me know what people are liking and want more of. Please also feel free to leave a comment or message me directly. I'm friendly.

PS. As my ideas take shape I will occasionally go back and change small details here and there, tighten up my narrative, etc. I do this invisibly, because unlike my perspective characters, I do make the rules. If something suddenly doesn't seem to match something from earlier in the story, I may have changed it on you. Sorry! I really do try to keep this to small details.