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It's Complicated
Long ago, Big Brother N told her that all dogs came from wolves. He just meant it as a fun fact, but the thought sat in Cyn's core oddly, a new idea that would flit through her mind whenever the elder Elliotts were on the warpath. Something she told herself as the hungry whisper pawed at her circuits until she couldn't take it anymore, something she forgot as she tore back the earth and sky, but could still rear its head in unexpected ways. Even a predator can soften.
#Murder Drones#Cyn#n murder drones#tessa james elliot#v murder drones#j murder drones#My fanfic#My work#4 times Cyn chose peace#No matter what that looks like outside her own head
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A Witch Like Mama
Eda knew the human realm was bad, she just hadn't expected the worst of it to wash up on her doorstep. Whatever, she already had one roommate, what was one more? Not like she could leave the kid in such bad shape. Chased from the only home she's ever known and confronted with a strange new world, there's only one thing left for Luz to work towards. She'll learn to be a proper witch, just like her Mama.
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It's Complicated
Long ago, Big Brother N told her that all dogs came from wolves. He just meant it as a fun fact, but the thought sat in Cyn's core oddly, a new idea that would flit through her mind whenever the elder Elliotts were on the warpath. Something she told herself as the hungry whisper pawed at her circuits until she couldn't take it anymore, something she forgot as she tore back the earth and sky, but could still rear its head in unexpected ways. Even a predator can soften.
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Silent Thought
Vamprah doesn't see the harm in some light reconnaissance before working with his new team.
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Adora hasn't felt like she's been on solid ground since Veil Spring. Her arms feel empty and cold, something inside her feels restless and raging hot, like it's pushing at her skin from the inside. Thankfully, Catra's been feeling it, too.
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What We Get vs What We Deserve
After being pushed out of his own universe, Loki finds himself in one where he's dead and gone. The Avengers never assembled, and SHIELD is still in its infancy. Without the threat of Thanos looming, he wonders if he can find peace here. Instead, what he's given are forced therapy sessions and a mission: bring in the test subject that SHIELD lost track of back in the nineties. She's a liability right now, but maybe she can be taught compliance. Maybe he can learn to be honest with himself and the other people around him. Or maybe this universe is doomed, like so many are. Only one way to find out which it is.
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Loyalty is rarely rewarded, far more often it is punished. C4-621 understands this, and usually they abide. Their Handler Walter has rewarded their loyalty. The Vespers punish it. They will not abide.
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Writing letters to a dead girl is stupid, right? It's such an N thing to suggest, too. Whatever, it's not like V hasn't half-assed things he's asked her to do before.
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When you turn 18, you go to the Chapel to summon a Familiar, then your future is decided based on its shape. All you can do is name the creature and then the summoning does the rest. After you name it, the priestesses all stare at you with horror in their eyes, then scream when it appears.
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Pairings: Adora/Catra (Catradora). Fandom: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018). For: Sheratober 2024
Rating: G. Chapters: 1/1. Words: 5k.
Summary: Adora has been hanging out at the aquarium all her life it feels like, waiting for her sister to finish work so they can go home. On Tuesdays, it’s never a chore to wait, because Tuesdays are the days students get in free and Adora’s best friend – her aquarium best friend, anyway – always comes to spend an evening anywhere but at home. Then one day she stops coming. Adora is relieved when Catra starts reappearing, but less so when she’s doing it with a new girl in tow. (Or, the aquarium AU)
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“Hey, so… you know that trouble I was having with that rabbit warren? Well, it turns out they’ve developed into a bronze age society, and I just don’t have what it takes to remove them now.”
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I'm putting Miserix on Fraudwatch
There's a bit of a to-do about Miserix needing three Makuta to take down, they don't make a super big deal about it, but you're supposed to be impressed when they mention it. But if you look at the crew sent to do the job, a different picture begins to emerge.
We've got Antroz, the only of Teridax' Makuta that refuses to kill anyone, for... personal, reasons.
Krika, local sadboy, will kill but hates doing it, not really jazzed about The Revolution, only here because he's rightly terrified of what the Brotherhood(read: Gorast) will do to him if he refuses.
And Gorast, a vicious opponent, fully willing to die if you go down with her, does not take prisoners, Teridax' #1 fangirl, responsible for at least one genocide- I'd be willing to bet two because Bionicle Cthulhu used to have a faction and she is directly cited as the reason that this is no longer the case.
Taking that into account, the narrative quickly and violently shifts from "it took three Makuta to take Miserix down" to "It took two Makuta to make Gorast stop mauling him long enough to get him in the cell."
#Bionicle#Makuta#Miserix#Gorast#Antroz#Krika#And getting him in the cell was the plan#No way Gorast would have kept that secret from Teridax#Which made me wonder why she was even here for a bit#But this is actually the exact squad you send when the message you're trying to get across is#“You only live by my mercy”#Gorast to put the fear of GOD in you#And the other two to make sure you survive the experience
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The Rebellion stands its ground. Catra sees the trap.
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It is not Catra's fault that Adora is so hot. The spy drones aren't her fault either. She has a plan to deal with this, it does not work as intended.
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Beyond the end is somewhere new, and something old, for even in a new world, a true world, even in mortal flesh, she is still what she is, as are you. What you came from, and where you have been, leaves its marks on you both.
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There exist another dimension called The Empty World. It's very much like ours, in fact it seems to have been identical up until a few weeks ago, but it always seems that way. If you go there today, it was identical in late february, and if you go there this october, it'll have been identical until september.
It's empty, as you might guess. There's no humans, and no animals bigger than a cockroach. The sky is grey, and it slowly rains ash. It's colder than our world by a bit, enough to require a jacket even in summer. The streets are empty, the cars parked neatly in their garages or in lots, but they're all empty and abandoned, their doors locked like they expect their owners to return any minute now.
The newspapers left on stands don't mention any oncoming disaster. We have no idea what the TV or internet would have said: the power is out. The power is very, very out. Not just the grid, but batteries are drained. The cars won't start, the emergency lights are out, and anything with solar panels seems to be getting less energy than you'd expect, even with the perpetually overcast sky.
It's a very silent world, like the calm after a snowstorm. Sounds don't seem to echo as much as they should, nor does sound seem to travel as far. The radio spectrum is empty except for static, there's no one transmitting on any frequency.
There's fewer fires than you'd expect. Even places you'd expect to soon catch fire without human intervention are still standing, undamaged. Campfires can be lit but with difficulty: something is keeping them from burning as they should. Even if you pour kerosene on a campfire it'll barely grow, it's like something sucked the energy out of everything.
All the locked buildings are still locked. Alarms don't sound if you break in (understandable, given the power situation), and of course no one comes to investigate. So The Empty World is your oyster: you can break in wherever you want (provided you can physically do it: some doors are pretty hard to pry open even with tools), take whatever you want, and bring it back here.
Everything resets when you leave. You always enter The Empty World like it's your first time there, like this just happened and you're late to the party... but the party keeps getting rescheduled. You can even take something multiple times if you want.
When you enter The Empty World you get there at the same relative position as you are on this world. If you're in New York, you show up in the empty New York. If you're in Topeka, you show up in empty Topeka. So you have to travel around this world to get to where you want, and you can't just appear in the middle of a bank vault... unless you break into the vault from this world. (So it's great if you work at a bank and want to steal from your employer without repercussions, but not so useful otherwise).
You don't just have to take things, you know. You can take computers and files and books and diaries. You will have to deal with recharging laptops and breaking through any security when you get back, but it's doable.
So, imagine you've just gotten access to The Empty World. What are you going to do with it? What will you take, and where will you go?
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