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 No.2165[Reply]

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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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 No.5015

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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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 No.5016

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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!"

 No.5018

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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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 No.4980

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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."

 No.4982

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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.

 No.4983

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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.

————————————————————————————————-
>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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 No.4657[Reply]

>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.

 No.4703

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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.

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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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>>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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 No.4560[Reply]

>Date: November 4th, 2017
>Time: 8:04 AM [Relative]
>Location: Unknown Base

>The interior halls of the mechanically constructed stronghold continue to buckle under the pressure and seismic force being exerted in the training areas. As the intensity of the forces continues to ramp up, the buckling and groaning of the nanite-reinforced metals continues to increase, the pitching whines and groans of the material getting louder and louder.


"That's enough, Sophus."

>A figure in a black bodysuit and faint orange light, draped in an ornate and elaborate cloak, simply stares down from his position high above a metallic scrap - looking over their target with interest. The man down below, wearing a simple skin-tight black bodysuit and wearing a stylish chrome helmet with sapphire blue lenses, simply sighs as he murmurs to himself.


"The topological effect radius has increased by roughly sixty-seven percent. That alone is insufficient for a full scale operation."

>The hooded figure slowly hovers down to the ground, with the orange light continuing to flare in intensity - now being more clearly visible as supernatural flames. The arcs of the flames sputtering from his hood are obscured by his position, standing off to the side of the helmet-clad man and his line of sight.


"The intention was never to rely solely on you - as I'm certain you've suspected. All I need from you is what any good general needs from their infantry - competence. The ability to follow orders and execute precisely towards your given parameters."
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 No.4652

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>>4651
>Psyker holds out his hands, generating an equally powerful psionic forcefield barrier around himself - beginning to strain against the strength of Omnius's own powers. While he's able to negate some of the psionic barrier shards, more of them pierce his own field of protection - stabbing into his body and giving him a psychosomatic shock.

>Psyker screams in pain, as the unison of the two beings, while permanent, is still unstable. Echoes of his nature as Onslaught begin to surge outward in a blaze of power - jettisoning portions of the shattered reality apart.


"Damn you, vigilante!"

>Shouting, Psyker then opens out his palm and blasts Omnius with a massive surge of psionic power - causing a feedback redirection that crashes into his field.


>Before he can rush forward, another voice appears from the Astral Plane itself.


{"Return at once, Psyker. I grow tired of this weary display of ineptitude."}

>Eyes widening, Psyker's face slowly morphs into one of fear and terror as he says:


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>>4652
>Omnius looks annoyed behind his helmet.

"Great. Now I can't sense him."

>He lets out a sigh and then vanishes from the Astral Plane.

 No.4654

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>>4653
>Location: Unknown Base

>Psyker remains kneeling at the base of the large platform leading towards the observation panels of the chamber. His mind is silent, reeling from the combined embarrassment of his defeat, and the unrelenting terror that he feels in the presence of his master.


"Your insubordination has nearly cost us the entirety of my design, 'Psyker'. For that transgression alone, I should smite you in a manner that even your Old Testament God would find 'excessive'."

>Psyker closes his eyes behind his helmet and braces himself, only for the attack to never manifest. The danger never comes, yet the harrowing sense of failure and unrelenting shame remains. Feeling a tightening within his throat, Psyker wills himself to gulp as he keeps his breathing steady. Looking up into the waiting eyes of his master, the measly psionic servant quietly begs.


"P…Please master. I wished only to prove my capabilities to you. My worth as a-"

>Infernus holds his hand out, silencing his subordinate, who then remains ever still - paralyzed by fear once more as his master speaks once again.


"As I have stated to Sophus before, I will not repeat the same mistakes that my ignorant counterpart has so shamelessly demonstrated. I will also not burden you with a contrived and grandstanding monologue regarding my intentions; for brevity is the soul of wit - is it not?"

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 No.4655

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>>4654
>Infernus continues walking as he then reaches the main psionics chamber of the underground base - a large underground network of advanced psionic equipment and electronic circuitry, all hotwired towards a large cylindrical container full of glowing purple energy.

>At the foot of the device, is Sophus - meditating in mid-air as the amplifier helmet is still on his head.


"Master. I've done it."

>Sophus says, slowly lowering himself to the ground below as he slowly turns around to face Infernus and Psyker.


"The majority of the Astral Plane energy leaking into reality, has been captured and contained."

>Nodding, Infernus then hears Psyker slowly murmuring to himself as he looks Infernus dead in the eyes - showcasing a look of profound terror of his master, but also sheer disbelief over the conclusion that he has finally reached.


"The others…They were just pawns for you. This whole time. You never intended for them to actually defeat Omnius."

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>>4655
>Location: Sanctuary City - Downtown District
>Time: 12:20 PM

>Various MRD troopers and first responders are cooperating to handle the damages caused by the Meta-Human villain attacks, which occurred earlier in the day. As the professionals and some volunteer civilians are working to find injured people and coordinate properly repair - a single lone figure looks over the situation. Draped in a new, red and blue outfit with black accents and white lenses, the vigilante contrasts the dark greys and charcoal blacks of the damaged city streets below them.


"I've gotta say, Mr. Khyber did a really good job with this suit. I'll have to thank you later for the connections, boss."

>Arachnid says to himself under his breath, as he opens and closes his hands, feeling the strong and stylish, but also form fitting nature of the material breathing in air around his muscles. After examining his new costume for a bit longer, Arachnid then sighs as he turns his attention down to the city below.


"…..Still, I really have the worst luck when it comes to undergrad class hours. I guess lunch break's all that I've got to work with then."

>Arachnid is currently porched on top of the edge of a large building, overlooking the damage from afar. His magnified lenses soon inform him of an interesting quirk of the surrounding area - residual traces of energy.


"….Shunted in from another dimension? What? How's that possible?"
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 No.4483[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

>Location: ???

>An idyllic yet alien rural landscape stretches out across rolling hills, lit with a golden light from a setting sun, its comforting presence slowly dipping below the horizon.


>Within one of the fields, a lone green-haired woman sits among a collection of bright, pastel-coloured flowers, writing down notes as she mutters to herself.


“. . .majority of plant life doesn’t follow. . . no native fauna. . .”

>After making several notes, the woman sighs and takes a crystalline object from her belt, touching it.


“Still being blocked by an outside source. I probably have four. . . maybe five spells left in the chamber - or one big one.”

>Putting the object back on her belt, the woman falls back, lying down and looking up at the sky.


“. . .well, I guess there’s worse places to die. . .”
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 No.4608

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>>4607
"Ah yes, this trick."

>The woman waves her hand, and a twisted set of plants grows up from underneath her, setting up a chair for her to sit on.


"I can escape any time, the Sleeper ensures that. . ."

>The woman sits back in her chair, kicking her legs.


". . .so why not? Well, I'd rather keep you in suspense. . . when will she break out? What will she do when she does? Can I stop paying any mind to her? I do love attention."

>The woman beckons, causing a sunflower to grow out of the ground in front of her.


"It's why I love His eyes most of all."

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>>4608
>Stephanie's voice can be heard all around the woman, though she herself can't be seen.

"Very well. I'll give you attention."

>All over the ground and in the "air" around the woman, tens of millions of eyes of all sizes with inky black irises seem to pop into being, almost like the reverse of a bubble bursting. They all stare directly at her.


"Is this satisfactory, or would you prefer the gaze of your beloved Sleeper? Either way, you're free to try and escape when you wish."

>Stephanie's voice goes silent, having apparently finished speaking. The eyes floating around the woman begin to burst, disappearing as quickly as they arrived and leaving her alone with her sunflower.

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>>4609
>The woman laughs.

"Cute. But I don't need that much attention."

>The woman runs a finger down the sunflower.


"Just a tiny bit, that little bit at the back of your head, a single. Maddening. Amount."

 No.4611

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>>4610
>The silence remains, Stephanie having ceased to speak with the woman. It's likely that she's turned her attention towards something else now.

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>>4611
>The woman chuckles, possibly to herself, possibly to Stephanie.

"I'll see you on that day, Stephanie. . . I'll see you on that day. . ."

>The woman grins to herself, closing her eyes.


"Ya hai kadishtu ep r'luh-eeh Vulthoom eeh, s'uhn-ngh athg li'hee orr'e syha'h. . ."

[The End?]



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 No.4354[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

>Date: October 31st, 2017
>Location: The Hollows - Below Sanctuary City
>Time: 12:02am

>Below the dense city streets of Sanctuary lies a maze of tunnels, passages, and chambers. Some of these are simply maintenance tunnels, others parts of previous versions of the city, simply built on top of when the time came for something new, and others yet make up parts of secret routes that have been made, used, and abandoned over the years.


>Within this warren, an undercity has formed, across these tunnels, caves, and mazes, various pockets of people, whether it's those spurned by society, or those just simply seeking a life away from the surface, have formed groups, even settlements in some cases.


>Even further below the tunnels, and sometimes between them, lie the natural caves below Sanctuary City.


>Within one of these caves, a calm lake sits, a small hole within it providing a clear path to somewhere on the surface, outside of the actual city itself, through which the moon shines, a clear image of its lunar body being visible on lake's calm surface.


>At the edge of the lake, a young woman sits, humming a tune to herself, never opening her eyes as she does, a headpiece of crossing lines covering them. From the back of her head, a set of four white, feathered wings sprout, each pair perfectly synchronised, "balancing" the other pair out.


>As the woman hums to herself, another woman enters the cave, a pair of antlers sprouting from the top of her head, and stands behind the young woman, waiting.

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>>4477
"Maybe they have someone for that already? It could be a good idea to reach out to them and speak to them in less. . . tense circumstances."

>Nodding along to Orion's thoughts, Madeleine adds:


"That might be something your sister knows, or something someone she knows knows. . . what I'm more worried about is why they're down there, you mentioned they took the one man away, what if they're planning some kind of attack?"

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>>4478
"There's gotta be a reason, and someone or something's behind it. I'll ask my sister what she thinks if I can get a hold of her tomorrow."

>Orion looks at Madeleine.


"By the way… I was thinking… if you wanted some time we could go back to the Astral Plane, and maybe we could… practice. It could be fun."

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>>4479
"We could. . ."

>Madeleine looks down at her bandaged arm, then sighs - a long tired sigh.


"Not today though, today's been too long. . . today. . ."

>Madeline looks over at Orion's TV.


". . .today I just want to sit back and watch some crappy seasonal anime that we can rip apart."

 No.4481

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>>4480
"Yeah not today."

>The TV remote hovers over to Orion's hand. He casually tosses it over to Madeleine.


"I'll be nice and let you have the first pick, since you've been through so much today. But you owe me later."

>Orion smiles playfully, then sinks back further in his seat.

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>>4481
"What if I pick something you want to tear apart too? What happens then? Do I still owe you?"

>Madeleine flicks through the options on the TV with the remote before settling on one.


"Oh, Maoumusume has a new season, let's go for that. . ."

[The End]



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