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 No.2165[Reply]

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 No.5128[Reply]

>Date: November 3rd, 2017
>Location: Sanctuary City
>Time: 7:01am

>Constance Ratti falls out of bed, hitting her head, as her phone alarm blares out.


>With a groan of pain, the young meta-human woman picks herself up from the ground, although not before awkwardly reaching up to the phone to turn the alarm off.


>Still rubbing her head, Constance walks out of her room into a cramped hallway, having to dodge out of the way as a rat-eared teenager rushes past her.


"No running in the- why do I even bother. . ."

>Turning to her left, Constance knocks on a door then opens it when she gets no response, walking into a bathroom.


>With a stoney-faced look on her face, Constance stands in front of the mirror of the bathroom, brushing her teeth, before switching over to using several skin lotions on her face with one hand as she absently brushes her hair with another one.

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 No.5140

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>>5139
"Yeah, Connie. That was it."

>He looks a bit sad at Constance's final question. He shuffles his feet and awkwardly rubs the back of his neck.


"I wanted to join the MRD, yeah… I tried but I kind of… flunked out."

>He averts his gaze, embarrassed.


"I know they have a reputation but I had this… silly goal of trying to help make things better. Too bad I couldn't even make it through the academy."

>He clears his throat and turns his eyes back towards Connie.


"Anyway, what about you? I bet you spend your days having fun, right?"

 No.5141

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>>5140
"Oh, right, a super cop, eh. . ."

>Constance shrugs.


"It's not, like, everything it's cracked up to be and all that, I guess. . . you've probably heard it all before, right?"

>As Derek directs the question back, the woman snorts.


"Ha ha. . . haaaaa. . ."

>The laugh turns into a sigh.


"Yeah, great, I'm in a gas station scraping together some bills because my dead-end job forgot to pay me again. . . at least your thing they'd give you another chance, anything I'd want to do they'd look at my name and tell me to fuck off."

 No.5142

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>>5141
"Aw man. That sucks. Your job forgot to pay you? That's crazy."

>Derek leans against the counter a bit.


"You need a new job? I can ask for you. We're understaffed and the manager's been hounding me constantly about asking people I know to apply."

 No.5143

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>>5142
"Nah."

>Constance unzips her leather gear a little, reaching into an inner pocket to take out a purse.


"It still probably pays more than here, no offense, and ma and pa wouldn't be able to afford it if I were on less."

"Plus it, like, let's me pretend I got some of my dream in life at least."

 No.5144

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>>5143
"Well maybe you'll get promoted or something and then get to achieve your dream some day."

>Derek now stands ready at the register, having turned towards it almost on instinct at this point.


"What is your dream life anyway?"



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 No.5097[Reply]

>Date: November 12th, 2017
>Location: The Axiom - Nexus of Magic
>Time: 8:12 AM [Relative to Sanctuary City]

>A sentient soundwave ripples through the air of the midnight black sky - morphing and growing in size rapidly as it begins polymorphing into different shapes. Its appearance is only visible due to the faint glowing white outline of the soundwave itself, as it emanates miniature soundwaves to communicate.


"I know, Sonori. You're getting impatient, but we'll find the rest of your people."

>Doctor, the Sorcerer Supreme of Earth-0, is meditating in the middle of the open space in his white and gold robes. His mask hides the ethereal glow of his eyes as he makes a set of gestures with his hands.


"Let's try something different to ease your mind for now."

>As Sonori, the living soundwave, continues to expand and shift its form to demonstrate its nervousness and concern, Doctor uses his hand gestures to produce a large set of mystical tuning forks - structured around different portions of the open space. The tuning forks then begin to resonate - producing a unique, arcane frequency that eases the mind of the sentient soundwave, causing it to produce more soft purrs of distributed sound. Its form begins to shrink once more as Doctor looks on in relief. He then holds out his hand, as the large tuning fork artifacts rapidly move to converge on each other, fuse into one composite tuning fork, and then shrink down - with Doctor holding the grip of the tuning fork in his hand.


"That's good, hopefully you'll be at ease for now."
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 No.5123

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>>5122
>Jonah puts down his book on fluid mechanics and then looks at Phoebe, square in the eyes. For the first time in a very long time, Jonah's eyes are entirely serious, fixated and emotionally heavy.

"What's the first thing that happened the day that Aiden first showed up in Sanctuary City? A bit over a year ago. January 20th, 2016. What did Aiden say happened?"

>Phoebe's eyes widen as she then recalls the events with her photographic memory.


"….Orion. He first met Orion that day."

>Jonah then says in response:


"Exactly 365 days later, Sanctuary City's crime rate spiked dramatically. The Helixers started showing up. Meta-Humans with experimentation from humor started appearing. "

>Phoebe lets the situation sink in as the realization starts to compound in her mind. Jonah then continues:


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 No.5124

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>>5123
>Jonah then speaks next, stating:

"…I'll never forget what you said, about what Uncle Elias told you. That we were…."

>Jonah looks down at his book once more, as he then says:


"….The fact that we were made. We weren't born. We were made, Aiden."

>Phoebe looks at Aiden and Jonah as well, while Stella looks on in disbelief.


"….You were….made? Your father created you?"

>Aiden looks at Stella and says:


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 No.5125

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>>5124
>Date: November 13th, 2017
>Location: Wyngarde Manor - Haven City
>Time: 9:32 AM

>The overcast and dark rain of Haven City's eternal storm anomaly contrasts with the bright marble coloring of the Wyngarde Manor. The architectural abode of Melissa Wyngarde, or Rafael Thaumiel as she is known to a select few.


>Inside of the living space of the manor, Rafael is flipping through books in her disguise as Melissa. Her bright red hair contrasts with her dark clothes, regal and perfectly trimmed, fitting and ironed, without a single potential crease. Her favorite book, "Out of the Silent Planet", is in her hand as she rests her facial cheek on her other hand. Looking eerily bored out of her mind, the alien super genius takes a moment to parse the words on the page at a million miles per hour, in a dozen different languages, while also making a perfectly vivid mental picture of the scene in her mind.


"…..I'll never forget this book, Blackburn. Did I tell you why that is?"

>Sitting beside Rafael is her partner, Jack. As he sips his hot tea, he looks over at Rafael in the other seat and gives the predictable response.


"…Not really, honey. You didn't."

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 No.5126

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>>5125
>Suddenly, Rafael and Jack then hear the doorbell. In an instant, Rafael bends the fabric of space-time, to appear before the door in blink of an eye. She then opens the door - to see Aiden and Samael waiting for her.

"Ah, Samael, Azrael. It's good to see you two."

>Aiden groans as he then mutters to himself:


"Would it kill you to call me by my actual name?"

>Scoffing, Rafael then says in response:


"And undermine the sanctity of House Thaumiel?! I could not think of a greater offense to our house!"

>Aiden waves at Jack as he walks into the house, and Jack waves back.


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 No.5127

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>>5126
>Before Aiden and Samael can move, two figures immediately appear in the living room, searing with anger.

"…Hey Stella…."

"……Phoebe….."

>Aiden and Samael give weak waves of a hand to Stella and Phoebe respectively. At that moment, Stella uses her magic to teleport Aiden right in front of her, grabbing him by the collar of his jacket as she begins shaking him rapidly.


"Did you seriously leave right before we were supposed to spend the day together?! I've planned this day for weeks! You know how much overtime at Archeon I handled just to clear my schedule for today?!?!"

>Aiden laughs nervously as Stella's eyes glow with supernatural pink magical fire and flames, as Phoebe has moved towards Samael with superhuman speed - grabbing him by the collar of his coat in a similar way.


"Hello Sammy….."

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 No.5034[Reply]

>Date: November 10th, 2017
>Location: Null Space
>Time: Indeterminant

>A piercingly-loud pitch of condensed sound can be heard for seemingly miles, stretching across the infinite expanse of a void - one of a primordial origin, and a harrowing essence.


>Alongside the pitched sound, is a voice screaming in pain, a fused distorted sound of a man, and that of a monster - simultaneously occupying the same cadence.


"Master, I swear I'll remedy the situatiAAAGGGHHH!!!"

>A man in red continues to scream as energy rapidly diffuses from the open wounds on his body - with more obsidian black slices of what are seemingly energy, continue to rupture and lacerate his body. Feeling the singed pain of a fundamental burning in his body, the man slowly turns his eyes up towards the figure standing before him, panting heavily with an equally black substance pouring from the side of his mouth.


"Please…Show mercy to your most loyal of subjects! I have served you for eons, master!"

>A figure in black clothes, with snow white hair, and an unnatural alabaster white shade to his skin. His eyes, seemingly punctures in reality, are an unnaturally distinct vantablack - lacking in contours and depth, triggering the hindbrain reactions of mortal men.

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 No.5092

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>>5091
>The Mobile Frame's speed then continues to accelerate, now reaching light speeds as it converges the seemingly infinite distance between the Star and itself, with blinding speed.

>The instinctual panic of the Star continues to grow as the machine moves closer and closer - attempting to crush it through immense gravitational compression, with black holes.


"Nice try. Been there, done that."

>Slamming the controls forward with his hands, Mosaic directs the movement sticks of the harness inside the Mobile Frame forward - accelerating them even further. Powered by a combination of trans-dimensional physics, magical technology and augmented by Mosaic's own latent raw power - the Mobile Frame continues to fly around the gravitational pull of the black holes, even through the event horizon.


>Once it reaches striking distance, Mosaic directs the Zero Wing to hold out both of its twin nuclear fusion buster rifles - using the dimensional engineering of the Thulcandrans to produce a core output exceeding the entire life sequence of the Sun's billions of years of output in a single instance, accelerated and amplified by the magic that powers the machine.


>As the energy beam begins charging up, Wyrmwood in the far distance screams in horror, as the final realization hits him - the realization of his complete, ontological erasure.


"NO! I was so close to success! Damn you humans!"

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 No.5093

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>>5092
>Location: Sanctuary City - Archeon Complex
>Time: 3:00 PM

>As Aiden, Phoebe and Jonah watch the news from inside of the upper floors of the Archeon Complex Executive Suites, they witness the continued fallout of the conflict, despite it being resolved. Various MRD agents are interviewed for their eyewitness accounts of the zombies and the supernatural black sphere - which has now disappeared. The area around it has been cordoned off by the MRD for further investigation, according to the news anchor.


"One of these days they'll find a way to blame us for this shit, I swear."

>Phoebe says, scoffing as she finishes eating a banana in her hand, before flicking it over her head effortlessly into the trash can.


"So how's Stella handling it? Y'know. Finding out that she has a cousin still alive?"

>Jonah finishes looking over the post-operational diagnostic reports of the Zero Wing Mobile Frame's internal systems and power usage. Satisfied with the results under stress testing in what is akin to deep space exploration, he then sets the tablet down on the desk and says:


"Hopefully it'll be less discordant than what we experience with our cousins."
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 No.5094

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>>5093
>As Stella and Morgana continue talking on the couches, sitting across from each other, Morgana then says:

"I still remember the day you asked my mother if you could speak to the Leviathan whale. I thought I'd never recover from the laughter fit!"

>Stella pouts lightly as she then says:


"Hey! I was eleven! I thought it would give me good luck!"

>After a few more moments, both of them then stop talking, as an eerie silence fills the room.


"….I'm sorry I didn't go with you, Morgana. I should've had the courage to leave my father, like you did. Like aunt Emerita did. Like mom did…."

>Morgana stands up and walks over to Stella, leaning down beside her while saying:


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 No.5095

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>>5094
>As the two sorceresses separate from each other, Phoebe walks into the room, arms crossed.

"So…..Morgana, was it? I appreciate you being remorseful for everything that happened but-"

>Morgana holds up a gloved hand, as she rises to her feet, saying:


"I understand. I'm not really welcome here. Especially after everything that I've done."

>Phoebe blinks for a second and then turns to look at Stella, who has a sad look in her eyes. Phoebe then groans loudly as she says:


"Oh for cryin' out loud! I'm not telling you to leave! I'm asking if you've got a place to stay!"

>Surprised, Morgana then says:


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 No.5096

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>>5095
>Aiden turns around and walks towards the windows at the edge of the room - looking at the skyline as he thinks to himself. His eyes are hidden by his sunglasses, but his body language gives the impression of being in deep, contemplative thought.

"There isn't really a name for it that's consistent across cultures. But here, we have a term for something like that."

>Looking back at Morgana, Aiden then elaborates:


"….We call it the 'Splinter of the Mind's Eye'. Something that breaks concentration and sows doubt in the mind. It starts off slow and you ignore it, and then it festers and grows and grows - until it becomes an uncontrollable monster in and of itself. Until it stops being something that you can passively ignore; instead it becomes a clear and painful reminder that circumstances need to change. No matter the cost."

>Turning back to look at Morgana, Aiden then speaks to her as Stella slowly walks over beside him.


"Fortunately. We've plucked that splinter out just now. So the mind is free to mend. That just takes time, Morgana."

>Aiden looks down and sees Stella slowly taking her hands into his own. Giving the smallest of smiles, he then tells her:


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 No.5025[Reply]

>Date: June 19th, 2013
>Time: 8:13 PM
>Location: Paradise City - PsiTech Labs HQ

>It was beginning to grow late, but the sun had only recently begun to set over Paradise City, as was typical this time of year. Despite the time, the city remained as bustling as usual. Shops were open, people walked the streets. Nothing unusual.


>Near the center of the city stood a relatively tall, almost perfectly cylindrical shaped building. The PsiTech labs tower. Having only finished construction relatively recently, it was in pristine condition.


>Inside, the building was fully furnished, with an almost casual appearance. It looked, for lack of better words, like a tech bro's dream furniture. Spaces were open, bean bag chairs, carpets and knick-knacks were everywhere.


>Despite the open space and generally "welcome" atmosphere, the CEO's office was accessible only via private elevator, with the office itself sitting behind a pair of heavy metal doors. Inside, the founder and CEO remained. He was of relatively short stature, and wore casual clothing, looking like your typical tech bro trying to appear "hip".


>He paces around the office, his hand fidgeting with a pen. Click. Click. Click. Suddenly he stops dead in his tracks, and turns to look out the office's massive windows. He narrows his eyes.


"…What?"
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 No.5029

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>>5028
>The CEO's office

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?"

>He screams into his phone. The building shakes and rumbles, with the woman making her way up the building's individual floors.


"SIR! THERE'S AN INTRUDER IN THE BUILDING WE CAN'T STO- AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!"

>The guard is abruptly silenced.


"Hello!? Hello!?"

>Nearly dropping his phone, the man begins backing away from his office's entrance and towards the side of the room. He then turns to run, only for the door to his office to be smashed and knocked over.

 No.5030

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>>5029
"Ah ah ah!"

>The man freezes up.


"You're not going anywhere!"

>The man tries to turn around and get a look at the intruder, only to find himself unable to move. What he first thought was fear keeping him in place turned out to be something worse. The woman was remotely holding him in place.


"L-Let me go! I'll give you anything you want! Just let me go!"

"Anything?"

>The woman sounds intrigued. Slowly, the man can feel himself turning to face the woman. Before him stands a tall, beautiful and physically fit woman. She has long brown hair, and eyes that glow. Unbeknownst to him, she bears a great resemblance to Stephanie Thompson.


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 No.5031

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>>5030
>The man's eyes widen.

"N-No! You can't!"

"I can. And I will."

>The man feels his body begin to rise in the air. A force begins to enclose around his throat.


"P-PLEASE! STOP!"

>Once again the woman takes an exaggerated thinking pose.


"Hmm… no. A message has to be sent. And I'm the messenger."

"WAIT!"

 No.5032

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>A moment passes.

>Suddenly, the building's metal shell bursts open as the ceo is thrown from his office window. He doesn't scream.


>His body plummets to the ground and then hits it with a sickening thud, with an additional chunk of metal crashing on top of it, further disfiguring it.


>He was dead before he even hit the ground.


>Inside, the woman looks down from the window, satisfied with her work.


{"I'm finished."}

>She thinks. A moment later, another voice appears in her mind.


{"Good work, Asteria. Return home."}
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 No.5033

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>>5032
>Date: November, 2017
>Location: The Collective New HQ - Ken Thompson's primary lab.

>The room is dark, illuminated only by the soft glow of various monitors and technical devices, as well as the massive tube central to the room.


>Ken stares at the tube, watching as a woman floats within it's green liquid in fetal position. The woman looks nearly identical to Stephanie Thompson, with only minor variation in facial structure. Her hair is long and brown, and she is slightly taller than Stephanie.


"Mission simulation success."

>Ken doesn't respond.


"Mission simulation success."

>Ken still doesn't respond.

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 No.5019[Reply]

>Date: August 3rd, 2001
>Location: Primary Lab - The Collective HQ

>Equipment goes crashing to the floor, papers fly everywhere.


"RAGH!"

>Ken Thompson in a rage knocks over more things from the counter. Behind him, an average looking man in a security uniform appears visibly anxious. Ken turns around, jabbing his finger in the man's chest.


"YOU'RE A LOSER, YOU KNOW THAT!?"

>Before the man can respond the lab's automated doors open up, and a man with light skin and silvery-blonde hair steps into the room - Karl.


"What a mess you have made."

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 No.5020

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>>5019
>Location: Sanctuary City
>Time: 8:30 AM

>It was a surprisingly calm day in the city. The morning air was warm, the sun was shining and the city was probably about as quiet as it could be.


>Walking down the sidewalk was a brown haired woman of average height. She wore light, season appropriate clothing. The woman carried a pair of plastic grocery bags, as she walked along the sidewalk, she had an air of vigilance about her.


>Her eyes were constantly shifting, and almost every sound got her attention. She continued to walk like this for several blocks, before coming up to what might be perhaps the most stereotypical looking cheap motel in the city.


>The building was old, strangely old for the age of the city. It looked near dilapidated, only just barely being functional. This, however, was the best she could do at a moment's notice.


>The woman hurried across the parking lot and up the stairs. Once she got to her room she reached in her pocket, and begun digging for the key. Finally, she found it and unlocked the door.


"Kids, I'm back."
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 No.5021

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>>5020
"Hello. Monica."

>Ken stands in the center of the room, flanked by a pair of armed guards. Behind him, Orion and Circe are huddled in the corner as an additional guard stands near them to make sure they remain seated.


"How did-"

>Ken lets out a huff of air.


"You thought you could hide them from me? You're even more stupid than I thought."

>Monica's eyes dart towards the children, they begin trying to get up only to be blocked by the armed guard.


"MOMMY!"

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 No.5022

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>>5021
>Ken begins to point his palm towards Monica. He grits his teeth, and she begins to audibly choke. Monica reaches for her throat, clawing helplessly against a non existent pair of hands.

"P-Please! Stop!"

>The remote grip around her throat tightens.


"MOMMY NO! STOP!"

>Little Orion jumps up to his feet only to be knocked back down by the armed guard. Orion clenches his teeth and begins to point at the man - only for Ken to turn towards the children and command them.


"Sleep!"

>Immediately, Orion and Circe fall over, asleep. Monica watches helplessly as she backs into the wall, beginning to slide down it. Ken moves closer to her, looking even more enraged.


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 No.5023

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>>5022
>Location: Ken's Main Lab
>Date: February 17th, 2006

>The lab is dark, with only the only the soft light of various monitors and buttons to illuminate it. Inside, numerous scientists are located at different stations, some are actively using machines, others are observing and writing.


>Near the back of the lab is a line of large tubes, spacious enough to house a fully grown human. All the tubes are empty, while the central tube is partially obscured with a metallic enclosure preventing it from being seen.


>Near-by, Ken stands near the central tube. Behind him are rows of consoles being manned by various scientists. In the back, Karl stands in silence. His arms are comfortably placed behind his back as he observes the work going on.


"We're ready to go, sir."

>One of the scientists stands from his seat, looking at Ken expectantly. Ken turns to look at them.


"Begin."
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 No.5024

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>>5023
>A lever is pulled. Inside the tube another apeture opens, injecting a light blue liquid into the mix. Slowly it begins to mix in with the tube's exissting liquid, before becoming indistinguishable from the rest.

>Moments pass, as everyone waits in silence. Ken in particular is heavily focused on the tube, staring intensely at it. He begins to grow more impatient, beginning to tap his foot. As his patience wears thin, he gets ready to turn around until finally:


"Growth accelerator injection a success. Mitosis has is accelerating at a stable rate."

>All the scientists begin to cheer and clap, satisfied with their work. Ken continues to stare at the tube, cracking a sly grin. After a moment he turns around.


"Settle down people. Excellent work. Phase 1 of Project Asteria is now complete"

>Ken's smile begins to grow into a grin.


"Continue monitoring the subject. Soon, we will begin phase 2…"

[To Be Continued]



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 No.4984[Reply]

>Transformations Academy, Chicago

>Kei Yuuki walks into her classroom for the first time in several weeks, having been given leave due to her father's situation, and silently makes her way to her seat, stopping for a moment as she notices one of the seats is empty.


"{Sam's not in?}"

>Kei looks around for a moment, her action catching the attention of a pair of girls near the empty seat.


"Look somewhere else, biantai."

>Kei sighs and finishes her way to her seat, putting her bag down on her desk and burying her head into it, the girls going back to their own gossiping.


"<. . .I hate it here.>"

>While Kei keeps her head buried, a man enters the classroom, looking over the students within it, and coughs to get their attention - the action also serving as a notice for them to head to their places. Noticing Kei, he coughs again.

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 No.5014

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>>5013
>Faraday looks at the others for a moment before saying:

"Any suggestions?"

>Kuiper immediately begins freaking out as he points quickly at the woman, saying:


"N-No way! That's Ace! Holy hell, it's her!"

>Faraday looks at Kuiper, a confused look on his face as he states:


"Wait, that might actually be her. How is that even possible? She hasn't been seen in years."

>Thinking for a moment, Faraday then says:


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>>5014
"Um. . . guys. . ."

>S.E.A.R.C.H. shifts slightly as its eyes flash, doing a scan.


". . .guys. . ."

"I'M STILL HERE FUCKWADS, DON'T JUST-"

>Ace looks at Star, then grins.


"You're right, lil' girl. . ."

>Ace "bowls" Star at the two attacks, then jumps up, flipping just enough to get her non-prosthetic foot on the wall of the building, jumping from the building and over the force, landing just in front of S.E.A.R.C.H.


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>>5015
>Faraday flies over to the area in front of Ace, down the street, carefully firing off small but controlled discharges of static electricity. Spheres of charged electricity arc across the area and rapidly home in on Ace's location.

"We're screwed, aren't we?"

>Kuiper says as he flies around the area, firing off glowing sapphire blue energy bolts from his hands at Ace - in conjunction with Faraday's charged electricity bolts.


"Well, I wouldn't say we're doing great, so there's that!"

>Faraday shouts back, still trying to maintain his focus with his electricity attacks.

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>>5016
>Star falls to the ground, slightly singed, and groans.

>Seeing the lightning and energy bolts heading toward her, Ace hits her robotic arm with her right arm, the hand adjusting and spinning around to form a crane claw, and starts spinning it rapidly, ducking and weaving so as to put the spinning hand between herself and the attacks, blocking them rather than taking the attacks herself.


>Watching the fight between the three carefully, S.E.A.R.C.H. starts running forward, then jumps into the air, using a thruster to aid in momentum, and lands behind Ace, taking another punch at her which she dodges.


"Cut off her path to any surfaces! That way she can't use them to jump and dodge!"

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>>5017
"Got it."

>Faraday then begins magnetizing the area around him as much as he possibly can, producing large electric blue currents of magnetic repulsion force that should stop Ace from easily adhering to surfaces.


"Kuiper, you're up!"

>Nodding, Kuiper then flies off into the air, using his powers to generate condensed sapphire blue glowing light bursts of localized gravimetric energy - attempting to distribute the energy as a perpetual energy coating layer across the area as well.


"So that's repulsion and gravity to stop her, hopefully."

>Kuiper then hears his suit's internal voice as he says out loud:


"You want me to what? I can't fight her! I'm a twig!"

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 No.4853[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

>The Great Expanse

>Earth-1865


>The sun sets over the dusty terrain of the Great Expanse, dipping below the mesas that dot the landscape.


>In the shadows of one of these mesas, a lone mine entrance sits, a pair of men loading up a minecart that sits on tracks leading into the tunnel.


“Good haul today.”

“Yup.”

“Tell y’ what, the boss sure knows how to pick ‘em.”

“Yup.”
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 No.4979

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>>4978
>Demiurge blinks as he regains his bearings. Shocked, but not completely unnerved, Demiurge then says:

"…..So are we good now? Because I'm not sure if I'm ready to see something like that again."

>Victoria nods slowly as she says:


"…..Even I've got nothing to say about that….."

>Victoria then looks down at her hands, stunned for the first time, before going silent for a moment and then raising back up to look at the tall woman. Her expression is more confident as she says:


"Hopefully it's 5 stars for the rating!"

>Victoria then starts laughing loudly as Demiurge rolls his eyes again behind his mask, grimacing lightly.


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>>4978
>>4979
>Omnius begins to flex his fingers as the suit's repair mechanism finally begins working at it's usual pace. It takes only a few moments for him to be able to move his wrist again.

"Ahh. So much better."

>He looks up at the tall lady in pink, now appearing serious.


"Never do this to me again."

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>>4979
>>4980
>The woman dismissively waves her hand at the comments, and everyone is sitting down.

"Yes yes we won't have a repeat of this, now, sit still for a moment while I remove your memories of the incident."

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>>4981
>Not even sure if it would do anything, Orion spitefully uses what remaining energy he has to reinforce his telepathic defenses to prevent any memory tampering.

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>>4982
"I wouldn't try that if I were you. . ."

>The woman off-handedly comments as she works away at something.

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>Just outside a small coffee shop in Sanctuary City, a weasel-like woman plays a game of cat and mouse with someone much larger than her, dodging and weaving through the cars outside of the shop as she tries to find somewhere that the larger person can't get her from.

>This, of course, is perfectly normal to Orion Thompson and Demiurge, they were just involved in handling this incident, although for some reason it feels like something happened between when the weasel-woman first dodged and now, but that, of course, can't be true. . .


>Can it?


[The End?]



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>An explosion rocks a barren rocky field as a monstrous being walks across it, menacingly laughing as it causes destruction, its voice sounding odd - as if run through a filter with itself. As the monster finishes laughing, a woman appears in the field, running towards the creature acrobatically, making sure to cartwheel and flip several times before jumping up and kicking the creature.

“Take that!”

>Standing on a hill overlooking the dueling pair, a hooded figure gestures towards the ground where the monster fell down.


“Not so fast, American Ranger! You may be strong, but you have no answer to this! Sacred Staff, make my monster grow!”

>The figure holds a staff and holds in the air, a black energy coursing out from the staff and hitting the ground where the monster was, causing the ground to shake and crack, the dust from which obscures the area enough for the monster to grow to a giant size, dwarfing the surroundings.


>Struggling to keep her balance for a moment, the blonde woman, American Ranger, steps back and does an acrobatic backflip, landing and looking upwards.


“That’s a big mama jama. . .”

>American Ranger shifts her pose to one more suited for fighting. . .

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 No.4848

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>>4847
>Having suddenly appeared back in the meeting room at his normal age, Orion quickly pats and examines his body before letting out a sigh of relief.

"Finally."

>He looks at Madeleine.


"I feel like I'm not going to explode at the slightest inconvenience anymore. Thank you."

>He pauses for a second, then asks:


"What actually happened anyway? Why'd that thing not affect you? And what was with the er… outfit?"

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>>4848
>Madeleine sighs in relief when she notices she's back to her usual clothes.

"I'm. . . not entirely sure."

>Madeleine gives Raymond a smile, and the man walks out of the room wordlessly.


"I think it had me confused with someone else. It kept on calling me Mule, and insisting it was a fan - but all it showed me of this Mule was a load of destroyed worlds. . ."

>Madeleine shakes her head.


". . .which isn't me, of course. Then it. . . well it saw something and decided I was 'Stronger-Mule' which meant I was a hero - which is where the costume came from."

"After that, I think it just left because of how it perceived me. . . I wouldn't really call it 'beaten' or anything like that. I essentially just sent it to its room - it was a lot like a kid, basically."

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>>4849
>Orion watches as Raymond leaves the room. He thinks to himself:

{"…Huh. I wonder what's gonna happen with that guy since Chancy wasn't a real character."}

>He then looks back at Madeleine.


"Well you got rid of it. And… well, you didn't look bad doing it either."

>Orion gives Madeleine a smile, but it slowly fades.


"We still don't know about Blink though."

 No.4851

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>>4850
"It still feels a bit hollow though. . ."

>Madeleine sighs.


"I was kind of hoping that this whole business would be some kind of plan and Blink would be there. . ."

". . .guess not, huh."

>With another sigh, Madeleine looks at the door.


"Hopefully something will come up soon, and I just hope they're safe, wherever they are."

>Madeleine yawns.


". . .for now though, I think I need some sleep. . ."

 No.4852

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>Location: ????
>Date: ???
>Time: ???

>In a dark, wet cave, a body suddenly materialises out of seemingly nowhere, then groans as a drop of water from above hits them on the head.


>Opening their eyes, Blink goes to pick themselves up, only to see someone standing over them, their gaunt eyes meeting Blink's for a moment. Blinking, the person offers out a hand for Blink to take.


"You've met a terrible fate, haven't you?"

[To be continued in - The Allegory of the Cave]



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>Location: ???
>Time: ???

>A flock of chickens bursts through an ornate wooden door, scattering out onto a gilded and marble-paved street, soon being followed by a pair of children - a brown-haired boy and a blonde-haired girl.


>In his position leading the pair, the boy shouts at one of the chickens lagging behind the others, causing it to panic and rush off in a different direction, leaving a path of chaos behind it.


>Turning back, the boy holds out a hand for the girl.


“Come on! They’ll catch us if you don’t hurry up!”

>Running at a much slower pace, the girl carefully avoids the debris from the chickens, her caution being fuelled by the fact that both of her hands are occupied with cradling a decorated tome of some kind. Still, as she reaches the boy she takes his hand, making sure to hold onto the book even more tightly with her free hand.


“You know I’m not as fast as you, Pontus!”

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 No.4702

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>>4701
>Stephanie stares at Death. Several moments pass with nothing happening, only for Stephanie to wordlessly snap her fingers - vanishing.

>The world returns to what it was around Death, with the side effect that any memories of Stephanie are now gone.

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>>4702
>As the surroundings return to as they were before for Death, they turn to face the other figure, preparing their sword.

>With Stephanie gone, the whisper of something else creeps into the area.


"Don't worry, Crowned One, Apocalypse will ensure you're not forgotten."

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>As Stephanie rematerialises, Clumsy starts coughing, eventually spitting out a purple gem, another memory of some kind.

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>>4703
>Back at the structure's entrance, Stephanie catches the gem before it can hit the floor. She lets Clumsy down, and then tightens her grip on the gem - allowing the memory to enter her mind.

 No.4705

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>>4704
>Location: ???
>Time: ???

>Phanes drifts through an endless abyss, her body slowly falling “downwards” as if through water, pieces of it slowly drifting away as she “descends”, with a sad smile on her face, she lets out a small, satisfied sigh, and closes her eyes, already having lost much of her limbs to the corroding effect.


>After an unknown amount of time, Phanes opens her eyes again, her body having faded away much more, as she feels a presence brush against her.


>Looking to her side, Phanes sees no source for the presence, but nonetheless smiles, being comforted by it somehow.


“. . .it was so lonely. . .”

>Phanes’s body stops “falling”, as if being held by the source of the presence.


“Worry not, o’ lost child of Hyperborea, for you have been found by a King. . .”
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 No.4706

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>>4705
>The note crumbles to dust and is then carried off by the wind.

{"I think I'll be keeping an eye on all this, from now on."}

>She and Clumsy both vanish in the blink of an eye, having returned to the Axiom.


[The End]



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