Christopher Jackson
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194 hours of open sky, testing, and results reported and displayed for all to see. In its final two hours of early evening on the 29th, the whole world watched the greyness sweeping back across the sky as the gentle holy fires holding back the angry hate lightning and swirls of darkness faded away, and the Haze once more cut off the stars. But this time, there were a lot of bright and willful eyes glaring up at it, promising that it would be coming down. Mr. Vroom helped those who could The Banner…-
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While all this excitement was going on, the test-firings of rockets and missiles were going on. Many of the experiments didn’t need to be guided, and basically we were just looking for when and how they exploded. There was no need for complex systems, as long as they made it above the Haze. Fiery contrails were blazing skywards from all over the edges of Lake Huron, both in Michigan and Canada, looking for more data on conditions of science and magic above the Haze. The results were not heartening,…
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They all watched her as she rose into the sky, and there was a crack and flash of silver-edged jet streaking off for the horizon. They were all stone cold sober now, staring after her, and feeling that ringing in their hearts, like nothing they had ever felt before. They could recall her saying those Words in her videos, and just thinking back on it made their hearts skip as they realized what she said, and the Truth flowing through it all. They were going to have to watch them all again... “I’m…
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Longest day in the Northern Hemisphere, but this was a Sylunar-centered Ritual, not Aruan. While the Priests of the Sun God were happy to argue about getting their own Ritual going off at dawn, Highmoon was the height of Silver Magic, not Highsun or Dawn, which were the heights of Light Magic and Natural Renewal, respectively. Different things, even if the moon meant all sorts of things for good and ill in various ways and means. This time ALL the Morningsun family came There was A massive…
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The Demon Bear Usarimak exploded out of the stone, repelled by the earth as much as forcing its way out, sort of like undead rising from their graves. Bellowing loudly, its huge mass was ejected onto the surface of the rock, which had gone all black and moldly, looking something like rotted cheese. The big sucker naturally spotted me hovering there overhead, my spread wings with the jet and silver butterfly patterns shining there particularly easy to see... and then it looked past me. It looked up a…
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The wind was bitingly cold, but none of us felt its force or its chill. “Hasn’t changed much,” Shvaughn said, looking out ahead of us, “except for the rot scampering around.” There were things moving around down below, heading toward the walls of a fortified hilltop in the distance. We all knew that at the center of it was a long pit heading down into darkness. Screaming magical fireballs were being launched by siege engines, swerving in mid-air to crash into tree-like, twisted things leaving…
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The Manitou Shaman considered the Borea levelly for a long moment, considering the humming magic around... and the Truth that was tearing at him with every word I’d spoken. “I shall leave that decision to them,” he growled slowly, foisting the responsibility back where it belonged. My eyes shifted, and the half-dozen Borea werewolves froze their furry white arses in place. “Very well. Say the word, maggots of the Borea. I will convey them to my friends. They will accept your Blood Feud, and…
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My last two weeks had been much more boring than Sama’s. I had finished off my Engineering Mastery Tiers... and immediately had some great ideas for modifications and upgrades to some Gearsmithing Construct designs that could be implemented in the future, and some really cool PMD kinetic exchanges with exotic materials, and a refined universal joint, and... Longcaster Mastery was considered an extravagance by most Casters, and, well, it was. Except I had 300 Mastery Tiers to take, so grabbing it for +5…
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Based on advanced geomantic calculations of The pillars spewing faint scarlet flames lazily might have been a subtle hint, too, in that eye-slapping-ugh kind of way. Fires from sacrificial blood... they were probably running light on the stuff. No unlimited resources, after all! That meant all those disciples coming in vigorously and stumbling out drained of Qi were being used as batteries. While it would be nice to kill a whole bunch of them, that wasn’t why she was here. She hopped up on the edge…
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No, I wasn’t going diving willy-nilly into the remaining Sect lands to scout out what was going on. That was just silly. The Cultivators had their own ‘technology’, mostly dealing in advanced Formations and what such things could accomplish. The Void Brothers had it right, as Cultivator tech in this area had improved drastically quite recently, and things they’d simply not been capable of before were proliferating. That meant they’d Summoned in higher Level Daoists from Outside. Well, hardly…
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