Christopher Brown
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-High Agnos Jakuta Ajayi 19-2 Weapons of Ontology (I) Eighty-five golems. Eighty-five Heavens. One hundred and seventy Domains. The combined bounty earned from fifty-two continuous hours of raids, runs, and thefts. And now, the reason for former Agnos Kae Kusanade’s lascivious smile. The symmetry of her face seemed designed around her smile, and so, despite the exaggerated expression she held, the thinness of her lips and the smoothness of her skin remained unblemished. The same could not be said…-
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- 19-1 Harvest The massacres were conducted as a subtle symphony, seemingly disconnected events strung together by an unseen hand behind the killings. Across the over thirty-five thousand death-taxable sovereign territories spread over New Vultun, the bulk of expendable life was concentrated in the Warrens. Mostly Light’s End and the Throat beneath it, with an estimated four hundred billion people occupying their space. Lower still, the Spine and the gutters suffered far less congestion, amounting…
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-High Seraph Veylis Avandaer Calling on Surviving Paladins to Yield, Second Guild War 18-10 Catch and Release (II) “I still don’t get why you're all worked up tonight,” Naeko said, leaning back against the couch. “I mean, I thought you’d be happy I arrested the elder and the girl. But here you are. Mad. Mad like you always are. Madder.” He shook his head. “Sure you don’t want anything to drink?” Maru shook his head. Something was still bothering him. It would come. A few more words, a…
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-Instrument Santanado “Starsinger” Mondelles 18-9 Catch and Release (I) Aratnids made the most splendorous flowers if you twisted their flesh the right way. The red and white lathering their muscles glimmered with sheen oxygenation fueling their blood. These served as the perfect petals but needed to be folded out from beneath the skin. Hair and fur were to be turned to the stem, while the palps and legs clutched the spreading flesh like a cage. Bones were to be smoothened, turned from structure…
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-Recording of Chief Paladin Naeko playing Stormjumpers 18-8 The Scheme Avo watched Essus weep. The man didn’t try to hide his tears or wipe his flowing snot. He just stood there, sobbing openly, nakedly, honestly, unashamed of showing everyone his pain. All it took was seeing the state of the FATELESS slaves. How they were so neatly packed and sedated in their prisons, each cage an ovaline pod barely big enough for their bodies. Dull, drugged gazes stared on through the hardened glass as the purple…
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-Final thoughtcast between Moment and Two-Mag, Syndicate Forgotten Lance 18-7 These Bodies Be Our Prison Avo and one of the bioforms fell into each other like toppling towers, bodies crumbling with tumorous debris. Yet, collapse did not follow. Hardly. Their structures held as the biologies of ghoul and prototype pressed together, entwining skeletons and melding sporelings into Avo’s blood. Linked to the creature he was absorbing, he felt the bioform melt away into thin air as the Weaver wove it…
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--Osjon Thousand, 18-6 The Garden That Is Flesh Avo felt the electricity surge through Subject One before any effects became obvious. The faint current it emitted was always there. As was the monochromatic field represented by the organic screen grown out from Elegant-Moon’s skull. Each of the bioform’s movements generated a faint “tug” to the senses as if a limb displacing water. Watching the scene unfold via Draus’ visual feed, slugs, explosives, and burst flechettes from the enforcers…
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-Thoughtcast between smugglers under the Forgotten Lances Syndicate 18-5 Seize the Roots (II) A detonation of trauma passed through their mind, but Avo undid the damage and fused the man’s mind back together. Two-Mag wasn’t taking their subsumption very well. Most people didn’t. Flashes of another life passed through Avo, the experiences his and not at the same time. He remembered the block that was “his” childhood home–a gnarled Sang-grown organism called the grovel. He remembered the…
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-Paladin Interview of Arir Moradin, Former FATELESS Trafficker 18-4 Seize the Roots (I) “I want to talk about the future,” Avo began. His cadre was gathered before him, half of them in seats newly grown from the ship, others occupied stray spots in the room. Draus, Kae, and Denton were among the seated, and behind them, Chambers had his back against the throne. Cas leaned against a nearby wall, his eyes distracted while he flicked messages across Threshold using his ansible. On the floor Tavers had…
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-Manor-Brother Helmsteed, Ashthrone’s Ministry of Developmental Labor 18-3 Playing God “Good Christ, Avo. I thought you were going off to talk to the girl? Not start a drag-out brawl against the single most famous Ori-Thaum Godclad there is. And is that Quail Tavers? What the hell happened out there?” Cas continued to speak at him even as the Cloning Pools came into view. The stress radiating from the man’s mind was enough to drive a normal person into psychosis. An agonizing tug accompanied…
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