Christopher Brown
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-Voice Over Detailing Operational Objectives for Stormjumpers - 25-17 Griefer (II) The Infacer’s avatar was held by a gimbal made from sinew and flesh and blinking eyes. Across the way, Avo directed his newest subvert to lock themselves to something more akin to an exo-rig station than a safety harness. RashLicker6969’s player character was an Omnitech Mandate Flagellant. In simplicity, it was a man flayed of flesh, dismembered of limbs, and impaled upon a walking tomb made of guns. A curious whine…-
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-Former head admin complaints about “SerialExperimentsLonginus” (Proxy Ego-ID Used by the Infacer for gaming) 25-17 Griefer (I) Another uncomfortable silence drew on, Avo studied the Infacer’s Ego-ID and frowned internally. The character they played was a Sang Fleshweaver of some kind. An infiltrator class that could burrow into the flesh of fallen enemies and wear them as persistently decaying disguises. Memories from Glitch informed Avo that the Fleshweaver class had been nerfed three times,…
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25-16 Stormjumpers As self-awareness slowly crept into the creature’s mind, it found itself questioning why it had so Examining a lifted paw, it squinted its eyes and turned to look at the It didn’t notice its departure from base animal instinct as irritation continued to swell. It didn’t know the words “dysphoria” or “unamused,” but it increasingly knew the feeling. With each passing second, the surrounding fog tickled its body, flooded its brain with a tingling sensation that scrubbed…
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-Shit Quail Tavers Said Once 25-15 Patron of Divinity (II) Req Tnaqin flinched when he heard the noise. Curling into a ball wouldn’t make the torture stop, but it would give him a few moments before they buried the cables in him. It also made it harder for them to drag him out of the dog pen. A few seconds without pain was paradise enough in this hell. Several more clicks followed as fresh air filled his cramped little prison for the first time. Regret came with every inhale thereafter, for the…
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-Old Ori Proverb 25-15 Patron of Divinity (I) Shotin was subsumed. Green River would soon follow. Good. Things were going better than Avo hoped. Soon, everything would be in place, and newest additions to his gestalt would behold the truth. First, though, the Seeker deserved a proper welcoming. Shotin’s attention drifted upward to behold Avo’s immensity for but a single instant before his eyes snapped back down. There, among the gathered masses of templates flanking him, stood someone Shotin…
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-Sang Folktale: 25-14 The Fox and the Flame Green River had been kidnapped a total of nine times across her life. The first six were all internal matters. Sister to sister or mother to daughter; problems resolved via bribery, blackmail, or promised favors. Another two were oppositional. The less said about her “dalliance” with that Kazahara bastard the better. That just left her final kidnapping to go over—both performed by the same woman for Green River’s personal benefit, ironically. But…
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-Quail Tavers, 25-13 Out of the Dark As a child, Shotin Kazahara had nightmares of the Maw. His original fear was planted with a mem-sim detailing the history of the city’s depths. It placed him and his fellow learners in various avatars. By misfortune, Shotin got to experience what it was like to be a Nolothi slave before anything else. Even now, he could still remember how the entropy ate at his skin and gnawed his body in layers even with the supposed divine protections. And then there was the…
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- 25-12 Uplift The benefits to having eleven different streams of consciousness could not be understated. As Avo’s base mind focused on personal matters, his other selves became ceaseless sources of torment for the Guilds and Syndicates. They moved slow across the Nether, gliding through sequences, seeding lobbies with Seances. When vulnerability presented, he struck fast—reaped life, ghosts, and Heavens using gutter wars and active conflicts as his cover. Attention would eventually be drawn when…
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-The Bioconservative’s Guide to the Polities 25-11 Recruitment (II) “...and I’m just sitting there feeling seven-kinds of fucked, trying to burn the rash using the fire, and—I shit you not—the motherfucking half-strand splatters one of his homunculi over my head. Just smashes the fetus against me like a flail. Using the umbilical cord.” The four Bloodthanes around Shotin winced and gagged. The largest of them looked practically sick. He really hoped she could keep it in. The demiplanar…
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-Jaus Avandaer 25-11 Recruitment (I) “ Details sourced from three separate dives flowed back to Avo, and thus did he share enlightenment with the rest of his cadre. To say their responses were troubled amounted to an understatement: the EGIs had become nexus of constant communication, with needles of static ceaselessly flowing between them. The rest were more burdened by the threat posed by Veylis and Emotion, paranoid of what dangers might still be lurking in the dark. Avo was not idle while they…
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