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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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He couldn't even ignore an alley kitten who needed some one to just reach out. Tomura eyed something to drink and then decided against it for the moment, carefully picking up the pitcher anyway. Again he pointedly avoided all fingers on his complete hand being on the handle, but none the less poured the lemonade within into a cup and slid it over before sitting back with his hands hanging off the back of the bench he was on. It was as relaxed as he could get on the surface. "Do they trust me? Huh." he pursed his lips a moment and looked off to the side thoughtfully, "We all work well together. That's what a common cause does, Duckling."
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What kind of question was that? Of course they trusted him, or he wouldn't be alive. Katsuki scowled at his food, his hands trembling as he reached for some vegetables.
"You call me Duckling again, and I'll shove that shitty pitcher where the sun don't shine."
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"You're a little hostile today." The recognizable smirk spread across his lips, "Something got you upset?"
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How the fuck had Aizawa refrained from killing Tomura up until now? Katsuki nearly choked on his food as he glared at Tomura, finally caving in and reaching for some lemonade.
"I love talking to crazy assholes about dumb shit while I'm trapped who knows where- How are you not dead yet?"
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"How am I not dead?" He mused on it, "Everyone else's bad luck." That had been his answer and as joking as it had been, it really was everyone else's bad luck. The dead bodies had piled up in the metaphorical closet of people who've tried to kill him. "As for being trapped, you're not trapped here. You'd be just as safe in Twin Cities with Twice. Or if there's somewhere else you're dreaming of going...?" His head tilted, curious eyes befalling the figure. Had someone tried to compromise him?
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A snort. That was one way to look at it. "I don't believe in luck." He still didn't, not even after ending up here. Ending up in one alternate universe or whatever was bad enough, ending up in another worse one had to be bad luck. Or a very real dream he had yet to wake up from, despite hours having passed.
"Wha-"
Before he could stop himself, he found himself staring, mouth slightly open.
"What's- What Twin Cities?"
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"Finally something you're saying that makes good sense. It should never be luck, it should be skill." However, the look on his face and the question had him a little confused. "...Twin Cities. The Faction that Twice manages. Are you sure you're not starving your brain?" It was alright if he didn't know but he supposed Twin Cities was a little new of a faction. "I take it you haven't taken the trip to Twin Cities yet, then."
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"...No. I haven't." It wasn't a lie.
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"Alright. If you're going with us you should see it at least once." Not only because it would be hilarious to see how annoyed this kid would be with the hospitality of it all, but also because they never intended for kids to die in this. He'd need somewhere safe and the Twin Cities would do nicely. "I'm going up before we leave, if you know how to shut up and sleep through a car ride you can come with me and anyone else that wants to go up."
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He stared down at the table now that he had ate his share. "Who all's going?"
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Which should be a good indicator of just how different he was. "Like I said if you're capable of sleeping through a car ride, or at least not asking me to stop every ten seconds to piss, you can come with me. Ask Shouta if you feel better."
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He didn't trust him. Not at all.
"Whatever. I'll go."
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"I'll be getting up before the sun, I don't like moving during the day. It's too dangerous. I'll wake you up before I leave." That and tell Shouta and Hizashi what he was doing, just in case they actually did want to come with them. Reaching forward to take his father by the wrist, he pulls it back toward him, regarding the duckling a few moments. It wasn't in him to ask if he was okay. His 'don't care' attitude extended to quite a few things, but just not kids that looked lost. "I've got to check on the chickens. Are you done eating? You can be of use unless you're feeling like you might still be hungry."
He would see him again after all, he could also go admonish Shouta about it another time soon.
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Helping Tomura out was probably the last thing he wanted to do, but it gave him the opportunity to learn more about how this one worked. Katsuki stood up to grab their plates so he could follow Tomura when he was done. "Why the hell not."
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"This way. You can drop the plates there, someone will take care of them." There were a lot of things he did, mass amounts of dishes weren't one of them. His hands got prune-y and those were his moneymakers. Well, one of them was. The other one was irreparably damaged and he had his prosthetic to rely on for movement. He gave one more glance over him, before heading toward the coop area, his walk slow enough to be leisurely and enjoy the farm as it was. "Have you ever dealt with farm animals— In before you say guys like me."
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Dropping the plates with a thud, he followed some few feet behind Tomura. For once, he didn't want to be ahead.
"Who do you think raised me?"
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"Who raised you doesn't mean anything." Take that from him. Further, he wouldn't care much for the people around him if it weren't for Shouta and Hizashi's influence. Yet another thing that he wouldn't admit. Once they were there, Tomura (carefully) opened the lock and stepped through, staring down at the chickens pecking away after their little run at his approach. Chickens could eat more than once a day, right? They could now. "Grab the grain bucket on your way in." He will inspect the fences, it wouldn't do any bad to make sure they were properly secure before any of them left.
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