Excuse me, you have a minute?
"I've seen the Romans conquer Europe. I've watched the asteroid destory the dinosaurs. I've even seen the turn of the next century but do you know what I miss? ... I miss my own time. Where I can eat non intergalatic food and lounge about on sofas that aren't all singing n' dancing. I want to be home"
Rainshadow to 25 Ruben Cresent.
Once all the residents have retreated back into their homes, one remains. His family try and coax him back in.
"Grandpa, what are you doing?" his daughter questions.
"I'm fed up" Grandpa responds.
"Fed up of what?"
"I'm fed up of that wretched leader and it's pet"
"And I suppose your walking stick is going to stop it. It's not 2080 you know" the daughter retorts before heading back inside.
Grandpa mumbles to himself and positions himself in the middle of the street and waits. He looks up and sees a few straggling swallows fly over in the hope of catching up with the main flock. A light breeze causes the surrounding air temperature to drop by a few degrees. As it dies down, the sound of scurrying deer come rustling through the pine needles and hawthorn shrubs.
It was time.
A black dragon like creature,locally known as a Panzerdawn, swoops over the forest. It's wings only millimetres from the tree tops. Harsh yellow eyes spot Grandpa. A scream so terrifying that even the toughest of creatures tremble when they hear it, roars across the valley. Dust is swilled up as controlled wing beats enable the creature to land. Sitting stifly upon the shoulders is a dark figure with full helmet shaped like a ram's head.
"Why are you obstructing my path?" A voice hisses from beneath the helmet.
"I ... I'm fed up ... I want ... I want change" Grandpa stutters with fear. Once false move and it's straight into the jaws of Panzerdawn.
The dark figures laughs and pulls at the reigns. The Panzerdawn takes off and heads up the street. Leaving Grandpa in a trail of dust.
Another scream echoes across the town and a mediaval castle appears in view. Large hyenas, the size of horses spot the Panzerdawn and follow in its shadow. As it lands, the dark figure jumps and is greeted by the hyenas, who leap up happily for their master has returned. The dark figure walks into the castle and removes the helmet. Long brown hair fall to the shoulders and green eyes observe the hands remove the silk cloak. The now thin and apparently feeble figure slupms into chair. A faithful hyena, smaller than the rest of the pack, rests its head on the arm of the chair. A hand lightly scratches and tickles.
"I've seen the Romans conquer Europe. I've watched the asteroid destory the dinosaurs. I've even seen the turn of the next century but do you know what I miss? ... I miss my own time. Where I can eat non intergalatic food and lounge about on sofas that aren't all singing n' dancing. I want to be home. I want to be Rose Parks, website designer"
Rose stands up and opens a draw from her desk. She pulls out what to the untrained eye would be a simple mobile phone but is actually a time travelling device. She turns it on and the annual dial pad appears on the screen. The hyena tugs at her legs with sorrowful eyes.
"I'm sorry pooch. This isn't my time." Rose says giving the hyena a few last head tickles.
She heads over to the window that looks out across the valley and types in the year 2008. A pulsating light begins to emit and grow from the device until it engulfs Rose and sends her through the fabric of time and space.
Almost instantly Rose is back in her own town, in her own home. To those in this year Rose would have been gone only milliseconds. Rose looks around and goes to her laptop. She moves the mouse and upon the screen a final design for a website that enables people to ask questions, create surveys and stories. It was a random spur of the moment for Rose, so she doesn't believe it will be successful. How wrong she is.
It's been 1 month since Rose launched Quibblo and she hasn't paid any attention to it. Apart from the odd Facebook post, tweet and posts on Tumblr. Today she decides to check and she is very surprised. In front of her she sees that the site already has over 200 members. She sits back in shock, she never fought this sort of "project" would catch on. She posts a survey asking, why people like the site and within minutes there is 50 responses, with comments such as:
"It's easy to use"
"Love the design"
This puts Rose in an unbelieveably good mood, none of her projects had ever caught on. This was the start of a new beginning.