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Entry tags:
- -log,
- adam parris ⧓ olin vale,
- allison hargreeves ⧓ krakoa,
- anathema device ⧓ olin vale,
- askeladd ⧒ eden,
- azure ⧓ seekers of the new dawn,
- beckett mariner ⧓ twin cities,
- caspar von bergliez ⧓ eden,
- cecelia ardenbury ⧓ olin vale,
- count dooku ⧓ the white tower,
- dabi ⋈ twin cities,
- darin altway ⧓ empire of light,
- darth jadus ⧓ empire of light,
- david alleyne ⧓ krakoa,
- edelgard ⧓ eden,
- emet-selch ⧒ northwestern imperium,
- felicity smoak ⧒ equality before law,
- finn onaru ⧒ the white tower,
- fuu hououji ⧓ eden,
- gladion ⧒ krakoa,
- harrowhark nonagesimus ⋈ sanctum aurorae,
- himiko toga ⋈ twin cities,
- jane foster ⧒ krakoa,
- jane porter ⧓ krakoa,
- jin bubaigawara ⧒ twin cities,
- joseph kavinsky ⧓ the white tower,
- josh foley ⧓ krakoa,
- judd lauren ⧓ krakoa,
- katie 'pidge' holt ⧒ empire of light,
- katsuki bakugou ⧒ equality before law,
- klaus hargreeves ⧓ krakoa,
- lan jingyi ⧓ house of m,
- lan sizhui ⋈ seekers of the new dawn,
- lan wangji ⧒ seekers of the new dawn,
- lan xichen ⧒ seekers of the new dawn,
- laurie collins ⧓ krakoa,
- lillie ⧓ krakoa,
- luke fon fabre ⋈ olin vale,
- luther hargreeves ⧓ krakoa,
- midnighter ⧒ the white tower,
- number five hargreeves ⧓ krakoa,
- okami amaterasu ⋈ twin cities,
- rey ⧓ the white tower,
- ronan lynch ⧓ sanctum aurorae,
- rude ⧒ olin vale,
- ruka ⧒ the white tower,
- ryuko matoi ⧓ the white tower,
- sal the cacophony ⧓ olin vale,
- stephen strange ⧓ the white tower,
- sypha belnades ⧓ seekers of the new dawn,
- thor odinson ⧓ krakoa,
- tina belcher ⋈ green piece,
- tomura shigaraki ⧓ equality before law,
- tony stark ⧓ the white tower,
- toshinori yagi ⋈ twin cities,
- uta ⧒ krakoa,
- wanda maximoff ⧓ house of m,
- wei wuxian ⧓ house of m,
- wen ning ⋈ house of m,
- xue yang ⧓ sanctum aurorae,
- yenh quryoja ⧓ seekers of the new dawn,
- ◆ eden,
- ◆ empire of light,
- ◆ equality before law,
- ◆ green piece,
- ◆ house of m,
- ◆ krakoa,
- ◆ luminary,
- ◆ mad burnish,
- ◆ northwestern imperium,
- ◆ olin vale,
- ◆ sanctum aurorae,
- ◆ seekers of the new dawn,
- ◆ the twin cities,
- ◆ the white tower,
- ◇ porter building
THE FRACTURED WORLD: ARRIVAL
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rrival for some goes all but unnoticed. It's a sudden shiver, the sensation of being watched... and then nothing at all. Life continues serenely as it always has. The only indication of any change comes with sleep, wrapped in dreams: vague and distant echo imagery of another life, melting away in the morning.F
or others, arrival is a sharp jolt. In the space of a single blink, they find themselves in an unfamiliar world, surrounded by the trappings of a life they have not lived. They are replacements, spirits taking possession of bodies belonging to people very much like themselves...A
nd for the rest, arrival is a procedure. Routine. Those ported in to the Fractured World wake hazily in the comfortably dim light of the Porter room, laid out on an exam table. Their wounds, if they remember having any, have been healed— and even those who remember their own deaths find themselves miraculously restored. As they regain consciousness, an automatic audio-visual presentation is triggered. Regardless of their backgrounds or physiology, all imPorts 'see' and 'hear' this message as if in their own language:
"Greetings, imPort."
The voice is calm and gently authoritative, almost certainly selected by committee.
"On behalf of the Synod and all imPorts it represents, we welcome you to the planet Earth."
A decidedly non-humanoid robotic arm holds out a palm-sized device and rather insistently demands the new arrival take it. This is the imPort's comm, used for accessing the Porter's database of information, as well as the communications Network— though it won't receive communications from outside the Porter building until carried through one of the many Gates set up in a long, crescent-shaped array on the far side of the room.
As each Gate is approached, information about the faction it leads to flashes up on the comm device's screen. Which will you choose?
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Her delivery dies rapidly as she realizes what she's saying, her mouth twitching in horror at the sound of herself. She claps her hands over her face and stifles a strained sound of dismay.
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Thankfully, he's much too worked up and stupid right now to get what she really means. Maybe it'll hit him later.
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She stomps up, rolling up on her toes to be a bit taller.
"And what about the barn from last time? The footpath from the time before that?? THAT POOR PAIR OF GOATS FROM THE TIME BEFORE THAT?!"
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"THOSE GOATS DESERVED IT! IF THEY DIDN'T WANT TO GET HEADBUTTED, THEY SHOULDN'T HAVE STARTED IT!"
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"I! DESPISE! FRIVOLOUS FLATTERY, YOU THICK-HEADED BUFFOON!"
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At this point, they're just shouting into each other's faces.
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Cecelia's eyes flash with indignation, bristling as one ready to lash out as an animal would. Well -- some animals. Not goats.
In any case, instead of slapping the shit out of this bastard like she surely ought to, she doesn't catch herself in time with coherency and just winds up kissing him instead.
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But then her hands keep going until her arms are swung around his neck. Cecelia Ardenbury was not known for German Suplexing people. What the hell was this?
So his mind is already in counter attack mode when she winds up kissing him which...just throws any sort of response completely out of his mind. In fact, it's all he can do to just...be kissed. But for all intents and purposes, he at least places his hands on her hips, rooting her in place. If she's gonna fireball him, at least she's stuck at the epicenter with him.
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It's never happened before, in fact.
When she finally breaks the kiss (because he certainly wasn't about to), he gives her a wide-eyed stare while his face continues shifting through various shades of red.
"...Uh. That was a way better headbutt..."
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Wait, what?
Tensing up anew (anew?! that implies having been at all relaxed or, like, at ease!), Cecelia drops back on flat feet with a little gasp. Then, with a bigger gasp, she pushes herself away, alarm seizing her.
"WHAT?! I! Wai-Waitaminute, no! That wasn't-! I-! I didn't do that! I don't--do things like that, what?! What! Why did--wh...!"
She gawks back at Darin, hands on her face.
Then her eyes narrow.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?!"
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He's absolutely flabbergasted. What was even happening anymore?! And did anyone else see that or was he just hallucinating the whole thing? Well, when in doubt, double down and be obstinate, right?
"I'll tell you exactly what I did! I braced for a lighting bolt and fireball wombo combo and instead you hit me with the best stunner I've ever been hit with! When did you learn that spell?!"
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"I--I do not. Cast spells like--like that, you! You did something or--or--" Straws. Straws, where are all the extra straws she can grasp?! "Or your rotten emperor did something I--"
Wouldn't Adam have noticed?! Anathema?
She points.
"GET OUT."
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Sarcasm has always been a particularly effective defensive mechanism, even if in the thick of things he throws out a little too much information.
"I respect Master Skywalker but the only time I ever heard him use the phrase 'make out' was when he told me he couldn't 'make out' what the hell I was saying through the door to his chambers and that I need to use the comms like a rational human being!"
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"OUT!"
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DONE
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