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T̴͇̖̥̺̪͆́̎̇̈̃i̵̧̭̗̘̖̥̩͑͐̎́͆͝m̷̩̝̩̦̩͔̼̈́̆̃̓͊̆͐ę̸̡̧̗̮̺̠͇̖̖͐ ̵̡̦̳͖̟̗̯̿͠Ṫ̶͕͕̰͓̀̒̆̅̾̓̀͘ŗ̵̨̢̛͔͈͈̝̟̫̻̎͊̅̒́͠a̴̧̱̙̥̪̫͚̍̓̋͐̈̓v̶͖̥̪̩͚͎̳̈́̒͊͌̂͠è̸̟̟̻͕̉͠l̶͙͈̗̺͌͒́͜͜ is the concept of movement between certain points in time, analogous to movement between different points in space by an object or a person, typically using a hypothetical device known as a time machine.
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[[[Credit to sqecial for letting me use her "dictionary like" aesthetic. Now go read her Queen fanfic]]]

"And... it's released!" John says happily.

"I still it's going to get banned." Freddie says.

"Well we all had fun making the video," Brian says laying back in his chair. "Especially Roger."

"Hey!" Roger says trying to hold back his laughter. "You're just jealous that I looked better than everyone."

"True," Freddie says with a smile. "I was second though."

"Roger did look pretty cute." Brian says looking up at him.

"Ew, that's gay." Roger says disgusted. Freddie coughs at glares at him.

"Uhhhh... no offense," Roger says apologizing. "But gays are pretty weird."

"That's what makes us special, darling." Freddie says joyfully.

The truth was...Roger was lying. Sure, he's dated a lot of women, but that was to cover up the fact that he liked Brian.

When he first met Brian, Roger thought it was too obvious he liked him. People thought he was dating him. He decided to end all the rumors by getting a girlfriend. Eventually, they broke up, so he got another one. And another one. And on and on and on.

"Chrissie bought some beer yesterday for this occasion," Brian says standing up. "Party at my house?"

"Yeah! Let's go" John says.

~~~later at Brian's house~~~

"i wAnt bO bReak bReeeee," John sings drunkenly. "i wAnt tO bAke kReeeeeeeeee."

"i wAnt bO kReack fRee fRon jEr lIes," Freddie yells. "uR sO selb sAtisbied. i aIn't nEed jOooo."

"i'Ve gOt tO bReak bReeee." Brian says. "sIng iT, rOgerina!"

"bOd kNows," Roger screams. "rOd kNows i wAn tO bAke bEeeeee."

"i'Ve bAllen iN rUb," John sings. "i'Ve dAllem iN cUv fOr dA fIrs tIm. aNd dIs tIm i nEw iT's fOr rEeeaaall."

"i'Ve aLlen iN lUv," Freddie screeches. "yEe"

"gOd rNoz," Roger shrieks. "gOd nEws i'Ve cAllem iN cUv."

"iT's sTrng bUg iT's cOoo," Brian hollers. "hEy. i cAn't gEt oBer dA wAt u lUv mEh lIke oO dO."

"bUt i hAb tO bE sHur wHen i wAlk oUt kE dOr," Freddie says. "oH hOw i wAn tO bRak fEee."

"oH hiw i wAn tO bReak rEeee," John says. "oH hOw i wAhn tO bRea fReee."

"dO dO dO dOooooo," Brian says air-guitar-ing. "dO dO dO dOo dU dU dOooo dO dO dO dOoo dO dU doo. dU dU doooo. dO dO."

John waves him arms in the air. "oH mY gOd. i lOve tHis sOng."

They all start to randomly sing separately when Roger feels glob of liquid jolt up his stomach. "oH sHit," he says. "wHere uR fAucking bAthroom, bRi?"

"tO tHe lEft oF tHe hAll," Brian says. "nO tHe rIght. nO tHe lEft. i fOrgoy. jUst gO tO oNe oF tHem."

"uR sO sTupid, bI." John says. "dOn't eBen kNkw wHer dA bAc oOm iS."

"wEll i jUst tHink uR jUst bEin a lIttl bIsh," Brian screams.

Freddie gasps. "hOw dAre u cAll oUr wEird bEan a bIth. wE cAn't bE bRiends aMy mOrk."

"bIne," Brian snaps back. "tHen bEr nOp pEnds. uR jUst bEing a mEaner."

Roger gags loudly. Everyone looks at him disgusted. "hUrby, rUg." Freddie yells. "dOn tHro uC oN eBryone!"

"uR rIht" Roger says getting up and running to the hall.

"Wait," Roger questions himself. "Which way was it?"

"Right is always right, right?" Roger says.

As he goes in he trips on a wire. He quickly catches himself before he hits the ground.

"It's so damn dark in here," Roger says turning on the light switch.

A strange whirring sound comes on. "Oops. Wrong switch."

Roger reaches to the side of the switch he turned on. There's nothing else there.

"What the..."

All of a sudden, lights turn on in each corner of the large room. Roger trips on another wire and makes it come out of it's outlet.

"I should put it back," Roger says to himself.

He picks it up looks down. There are lots of open outlets.

"Uhhhh... this one...?" Roger questions as he plugs the wire into one of the holes.

"Where would you like to go?" A voice asks in the room.

"Wow." Roger says getting up and looking at all of the mechanics. "This looks like it's from the future. Like... 100 years from now."

"Destination: 100 years from 1984. Transporting in 3... 2..." the voice says.

"Wait, nO sTo-" Roger yells before everything goes black.

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A parallel universe, also known as an a̴̙̙̐͗̍̉͑͠l̴̢̳̫̬͚͎͌̀̓̐̄ţ̴̜̦͍͉͓̟̟̠́̊͆͑̓͒̚e̴̹͌̋͐͂̊̃̕r̷̨̜̖͖͎̭̻̤̹͇̄̐̀ñ̶̢̝͓̀̊͌̇̓̎̀̓ą̸̤͉̦̬̠̼̳̈́̇͌̎͒t̸͙͓̠̹̿̊͜ȇ̸̻̖̚ ̵̨̞̳̐́͊̑̋̔͗͝ų̴̛̙͆̄̅̍͌̒͆͝ņ̵̛̣̝̞͎̟̖̤̮͎̎̈́̈́͌͒̿̚i̵͈̱͙̘̬͇͓͔̓͛̍̔͆͘̚͝͝͠v̵̯̠͈̼͙̻̫̒̍͒̇̾̈́̐͘͜͝͝ͅè̶̡̻̞̮̆̊̃̾͛͝r̴͙͙̲̯͑̐̃̾́͛̚ͅͅs̴̡̧̛͚̼̖̰̝̫̋͂̉̓͠e̵͎̝͝ or alternate reality, is a hypothetical self-contained reality co-existing with one's own.
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