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Post by powerkitten on Oct 24, 2022 6:11:06 GMT -8
Hazel gives Jovin a Look in response to the Rage Club.
H: “Don’t escalate to a fight, it’s what he wants.”
P: “Are you going to tell him what you actually do for a living, Secret Agent Man? You’ve been making a lot of seemingly deep statements about the nature of good and evil, but you haven’t really lined up the actual job pitch.”
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Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 24, 2022 14:16:42 GMT -8
 "Exactly." Younger Dylan answers Jovin. Meanwhile, Rise is focused on a conversation with their sister across The Network. They decide to summon her to the battlefield. Or rather, she decided and they agreed to follow through. Focusing on their connection, Rise summons a tangible representation of their bond to Brae, a thick glowing rope now in their hands. Rise gives it a tug. She should be able to manifest here in her dreams if she follows the source of the pull.  Elder Dylan pushes up his glasses, an ever present glare blocking the sight of his eyes. Second base elevates below his feet, making Elder Dylan stand taller than anyone else. He pulls out a small metal case and produces pitch black business card between his fingers. He then gracefully zings it towards the pitcher's mound.  The card sticks into the dirt like a shuriken. It dusts off just as easily. To the untrained eye, it appears there is nothing on the card at all, just the abyssal black of the endless void in rectangular form. The texture of the paper is exquisite. It could make a sufficiently savvy businessman cry. Upon staring into the darkness however, it stares back, and you immediately know a single secret that shakes you to your core. -- Dylan [REDACTED] CEO of Voidco. --
"As if you haven't guessed, I run this show."
Upon being read, the card explodes, knocking the reader down. It probably won't hurt too much. Probably.
Younger Dylan and Ruse are surprised by the small explosion, on guard.
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Post by powerkitten on Oct 24, 2022 14:21:11 GMT -8
Patrick is thrown to the ground by the explosion, while Hazel’s dreaming form flickers. She sends a brief message over the network.
Fuck
Dylan is the CEO
She stares at her hand, unable to respond.
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Post by sourfruit [Brae] on Oct 24, 2022 14:41:26 GMT -8
Brae, having taken a nap earlier at the prompting of Rise, is currently having a relatively normal dream. As usual, she's gardening behind the cabin. Unable to stop working even in her dreams, it seems. But as she goes to pick another carrot stalk and pull it from the ground, the carrot pulls back.
"!?"
The carrot pulls harder, and the ground opens up to swallow her up! And then she's tumbling through black space towards a golden heart, and plops out onto the stage beside Rise.
"Ow.." It didn't exactly hurt, being a dream, but the action has her startled.
Standing up, Brae dusts herself off and looks around, her hands on her hips as she surveys her surroundings. She spots Ruse and Dylan, moving one hand off her hip to point at the both of them. "Hey! I don't know what you think you're doing, but if you think this is the route you need to take to gain some semblance of control over yourself, you're actually just walking right back into their open tentacles!" She reaches into the pocket of her skirt, and pulls out a comically large lemon bomb. About the size of a car tire.
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Post by foolishfool on Oct 24, 2022 15:08:34 GMT -8
"Hope ya prepared two graves then- ya know that saying bout revenge and such..." Jovin says slowly, tilting their head as he continues to walk, wondering just what is making things move and why the elder guy is up on a tower of bases glancing at the card as it's tossed, narrowing their eyes- he may not be the smartest bulb in the drawer, but he's 90% sure that's a trap but... he's actually surprised when Patrick picks it up, not so surpised when it explodes... wait when did Hazel get he- you know what thats not too important at the moment. What's important is that the decided to be a dick and blast his allies so... time to get him off his stupid high horse baseball base tower thing, body sparking purple as he tenses and crouches, floor cracking under him before he surged foward, bounding towards Young Dylan... before a few feet away he pivots, leaping towards the half way point of the base tower and swinging... or at least that was the plan, as a base appears under his feet as he began to leap towards the tower, letting out a partiular "AAHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOHHOOOOOIU!" as he trips and instead launches himself at the base of the tower HARD head first, still crackling with rage energy.
((Also known as Jovin: Be Badass ===> Universe: and I took that personally))
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Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 24, 2022 16:04:52 GMT -8
 "Brae, you made it!" Rise smiles upon seeing their dear sister.  "I am in complete control." Dylan states plainly. Its spoken so darkly that it's hard to tell which one said it. "What are you gonna do with that, throw it at us?" Ruse questions Brae, in an almost mocking tone. |
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Post by sourfruit [Brae] on Oct 24, 2022 17:12:22 GMT -8
"Yes, actually I am!"
She grabs the lemon bomb in both hands and winds it up over and behind her head, giving it a big yeet at Dylan and Ruse.
The fuse lights magically as it lands at their feet, and magical fire is notoriously bad at being put out. The fuse is rather short, and after only a brief few seconds, rather than exploding the lemon pops open like an egg. A fountain of glitter shoots out of it, and confetti. Two photographs float down to purposefully land at the feet of each of them.
For Ruse: a photograph of them and their version of Brae. Definitely not a fae, and probably still a Space player. If her aspect hadn't gone wildly out of control, it would have been a whole different story.
For Dylan: A group picture. Dylan is in the center, surrounded by all of the people that consider him their friend. People that he would be betraying if he took this route.
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Post by powerkitten on Oct 24, 2022 20:12:12 GMT -8
Hazel snaps out of her daze and starts to drag Patrick towards the Stage, retreating from the VoidCo CEO on the tower of plates.
H: “…i don’t want to see what he’s capable of.”
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Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 25, 2022 0:28:52 GMT -8
 The lemon bomb goes flying and....  It is struck in midair! Confetti and two conspicuous photos fall out.  Young Dylan and Ruse pick up the two photos. They are both struck by the acknowledgement of the immense loneliness that fills them both, though Ruse's loneliness is likely just a projection of Dylan's own. Their friends and family... They would be leaving this behind. "...""Why can't I have a sister like the real me does?" "...We have no need for sisters, or the affection they provide. We have grown past such things." "But-"  "...We have more important things to tend to." "Maybe you should listen to that anime scribble you've got over there." Rise adds from the back. "WHO ASKED YOU?!" The doppelganger snaps back.  Meanwhile, Elder Dylan lifts off of the extruded baseplate that he had been standing upon, now structurally compromised by Jovin's hard head. "Dylan, enough playing around with these fools. We have places to be going."The towering plate could topple at any moment. |
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Post by foolishfool on Oct 25, 2022 6:33:50 GMT -8
"...Lets all agree that I meant to do that" Jovin mutters to himself, thankful that everyone was paying attention more to Younger Dylan then himself, getting up and glaring at Elder Dylan "Gonna run are we? And yeah, ya gonna listen to card-carrying villain possible future ya, Dylan, or ya gonna decide things for ya self?" He asks, glancing at the towering plate before him... before grabbing at it, fingers sinking into the material and then lifting it up, rage energy traveling from his body to the column, hopefully making it so it doesn't break, glaring at elder Dylan and intending on using it as a giant club if the Elder Dylan gets closer.
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Post by courageousscribe on Oct 25, 2022 16:24:17 GMT -8
=>: Everyone receive... a cupcake?
Yeap it was that day of the year again, and while the group might have been the middle of combat that didn't mean that they were unreachable to the powers of magic. there wasn't anything like a flash of light or anything flashy. Just one moment, no cupcake and then in the blink of an eye in a nearby safe spot there it would be. With the cupcakes would be some pokecakes, little cakes made for the pokemon that the trainers whom he knew, so they could also have a little treat.
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Post by powerkitten on Oct 25, 2022 18:26:35 GMT -8
Hazel continues to drag her pre-transition self towards the Stage, the two cupcakes automatically sorting into Patrick’s Miracle Modus.
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Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 26, 2022 1:11:08 GMT -8
 Everyone suddenly has a cupcake, courtesy of Coleman. Elder Dylan stays up and out of range of the giant bludgeon. He need not come any closer to the ground at this point.  Your name is Dylan, and you are standing at a crossroads in your life. You have been presented with a Choice: either Go Big, or Go Home.  Most of the people here want you to Go Home. They would be hurt if you went off to become what they see as an Evil Businessman. They don't want to see you join their enemy. They would be alright with you becoming an average businessman, but that path doesn't appeal to you. You have greater ambitions. Aspirations. Grand designs. You want to make a name for yourself. You want power. You want vengeance. What glory is there in an average life? One that any sufficiently privileged mortal could lead? You want more than they can offer you in Gene. You'd be willing to go down in infamy if it meant you'd be more than just a footnote in history. What about that promise you made to your sister? To never deal with tentacle monsters ever again? You only made that promise so she wouldn't be worried about you. She leads her own life now, and you ought to do the same. Besides, if you play your cards right, you'll have enough proxies that you'll never have to contact one directly.  In hindsight, the choice was obvious. You choose to Go Big, and leave those that want otherwise for you behind. "...My decisions are my own."Dylan pulls out a pair of glasses and puts them on, obscuring his eyes.  He lifts off the ground and ascends to meet his destiny. "I knew you would make the right choice."
 Meanwhile on October 25th, 2022, Thoren has returned from a fighting tournament. They sense turmoil across The Network and investigate its origins. 'Greetings. I have returned from Fight Fest. I did not win. The tank like machine they matched me up against was entirely out of my league. How are the others doing?'It's rare, but Brae is just radiating Angy right now.Angry and upsetTerror'Hazel, are you alright?' worry'You have to be added to the Network, right? Different versions of Rise aren't in here by default? And Ruse doesn't count as an authentic Rise duplicate?''Those who die permanently are removed from the network upon expiration and must be added back manually.'
'I am unsure who is Ruse.':3 Can’t talk, retreating from the VoidCo CEO :3!'Does the name Dylan ring any bells?''...yes. The baseball enthusiast from the furthest ring. One of the few to ever treat me with respect during my timeloop-enforced descent into darkness.''That's who the CEO is. Older Dylan.'[ Processing... ]'And Ruse is some manifestation of Rise that comes from Dylan too.''Ruse was that imaginary asshole that terrorized me and the others a few years ago at that shitty resort, and last year challenged me to a pokemon battle.''Though their personality is distinctly younger-Rise-esque.''...There is something wrong with this picture. Why does Dylan have an immature imprint of Rise's template? And why is Dylan the fucking CEO of Voidco?''I have no fucking idea. Maybe he's obsessed with me for some weirdass reason? H was the reason why I was stuck in that shitty coma years ago when I was possessed by... You Know Who.''...'
'I may need to perform some research into this matter.'
'For the time being, I will be returning to Starter Planet, for best access to available information.' |
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Post by powerkitten on Oct 26, 2022 6:57:39 GMT -8
Hazel’s adrenaline level spikes as she tries to carry Patrick out of the Dream Dome.. and she wakes up, disappearing.
Patrick finally comes to, and looks up at what’s happening. He makes the executive decision to run like hell, clambering up onto the stage and gunning for the exit. Clearly, FI and FF’s plan has failed.
Hazel’s discarded dream helmet sits discarded on the baseball diamond, still linked to her waking one enough for something to happen. ((Now or never Charles))
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Post by sourfruit [Brae] on Oct 26, 2022 7:33:46 GMT -8
Rather annoyed that her attempt to help didn't help at all, Brae grumbles and looks at Rise.
"Wake up and meet me back home. This is... not great. But hopefully we planted something in his head, enough that in the future we can try again."
She summons up a mushroom circle, hopping in it to return to her own dreamscape and wake up.
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