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Charm Learning Shard (Worm/Exalted) (COMPLETED)

Discussion in 'Creative Writing' started by Daniel Snuts, Apr 24, 2022.

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  1. PepeTheFrog

    PepeTheFrog Not too sore, are you?

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    The only unrealistic thing about this chapter is that VoidCowboy got suspended for making a joke.
     
  2. Kennethil

    Kennethil I trust you know where the happy button is?

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    Of course Saint is a reasonable martyr in this world, amazing :D.

    I wonder if 17 dooms queued up means that the first 16 are actually supposed to leave her alive so she experiences all of them?
     
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  3. Daniel Snuts

    Daniel Snuts Know what you're doing yet?

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    I always considered Saint a person, and was bewildered later on in the story when it became clear that Wildbow very much did not share this opinion.

    Miss Militia... haven't been told that the charges that brought down Armsmaster were part of a coverup, for starters. She hasn't been happy in a while.
     
  4. omni001

    omni001 Versed in the lewd.

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    So this is a pretty out there idea I had after reading evil-Taylor's "killed an innocent" comment regarding Blasto.

    What if evil-Taylor being pregnant with a clone of Taylor's child is a red herring with how obvious it is and how much it's been discussed in chat? What if she's actually carrying a different unborn creature, one that wiped itself from her mind, one that if she saw in Blasto's lab wouldn't make her think of him as innocent?

    What if evil-Taylor is carrying the Morrigan?
     
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  5. Whitesnake Pelinal

    Whitesnake Pelinal Like a dream without a dreamer

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    Poor Meatmaster just can't win. Damned when he's a toaster-fucker and damned when he's not.

    So... the system stood aside while the Nine ran rampant and murdered the E88, then jumped Lady Fenrir in school, put a hit on her which was carried out in gruesome fashion by a black superthug, and the corpse paraded in front of a whole coven of reporters. I want to say race war now, but if I was in Fenrir's Children I'd be thinking more along the lines of innawoods now.

    I skipped this story on SB because it had 'shard' in the title. Once again I regret missing the salt dunes of CrW.
     
  6. Edifier

    Edifier Trusted within thoughts.

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    inb4 all the botched rolls involve the abyssal evil fenrir clone baby. And they all relate to him developing into something anthetical to good Taylor. As in the botched rolls go the way of irony. Instead of by birthing this abonination to drive Good Taylor mad with grief regret and more cause the creature hates good Taylor, but instead it gets twisted into something that loves Good Taylor and is like having a missing piece of Fenrir back that Good Taylor has been missing the whole time.

    ...

    xD Way too conveluted and as if Good Taylor would get nice things. Lol.
    Some of the salty duners migrated here. Tho they've not been present as of late.
     
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  7. PeriodicPedant

    PeriodicPedant Making the rounds.

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    > Chapter B.19
    > Chapter B.19.5

    That was amazing.
     
  8. Zxzx24

    Zxzx24 I trust you know where the happy button is?

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    This was a truly enjoyable read. Taylor getting fucked over. More fun characters than Taylor getting plenty of screen time. Super power battles. Even a happy ending (of a sort).

    Oh how nice it would be if this was canon. Go forth. Have some happy freedom you abyssal madness woman.

    Because shes an Abyssal Exalt.

    Doom Seventeen Fold is just going to be added to her name as an epitaph.

    It probably really would be.

    They did in canon didn't they?

    And also its just Defiant and Dragon. Derpy mechanical romcom they are.

    I am honestly kind of surprised that Dragons hearts desire is to still have more of her restrictions lifted. Armsy got a lot of the big ones if I remember canon right.

    Edit:
    Alright. I read the wiki. Defiant could only yeet the restrictions by crippling her more and it was an ongoing process. Which has now been thoroughly axed.

    Wonder what restriction(s) he did remove?

    edit:
    You know what. That was so good im gonna read it again.
     
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  9. lurkinglurker

    lurkinglurker Making the rounds.

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    Is this what you are looking for?

    Code:
    Charm Learning Shard (Worm/Exalted) | Page 19 | SpaceBattles
     
  10. zharshoul

    zharshoul Not too sore, are you?

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    thank you for clarifying, chapter was pretty convoluted with lots of plots and cris crosses going on
     
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  11. Daniel Snuts

    Daniel Snuts Know what you're doing yet?

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    A cookie for you, sir, and anyone else who came to the same conclusion independently.

    There's nothing inherently unwholesome about abyssal pregnancy. It's tricky to pull off, because bringing new life into the world is a Resonance factory without equal for vanilla abyssals, and Resonance bursts can kill people and/or cause miscarriages. But those things only work on mortals, and Ylva was godblooded.

    Souls don't exist, but it might prevent Glaistig Uaine from yoinking the faerie posthumously.

    Well, if such 'speculation' gets assigned a truth value, that last statement pings as true.

    "How come a stoner hasn't accomplished anything noteworthy?"

    Don't do drugs, kids.

    Real talk, its canonicity is deliberately undecidable. Because it posits a happy ending where Evil Taylor successfully escapes, for it to be real requires Original Taylor to never find out. Therefore its version of events cannot be verified from within the second person limited perspective of the main story (you'll note how it was third person instead of a first person 'o-vision' segment, because those are inherently canonical).

    It's up to each person to decide their headcanon for themselves, but y'all much prefer Original Taylor to have unwittingly murdered her daughter-clone, right? All the cool kids do. That dumb omake was better off not written, right?

    I-it's not as if I like the idea of Best Wolfgirl Daughteru 2.0 growing up strong and healthy and having adventures of her own or anything, baka!
     
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  12. 5ColouredWalker

    5ColouredWalker Know what you're doing yet?

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    I don't prefer it.
    But I will point out it is verifiable. If we see Blasto alive, then it's non canon, or she only killed a Blasto clone which is... unlikely given she can see.... actually, could a botch cause him to live/her to get the wrong Blasto?

    Ok. Into the rabbit hole it goes.
     
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  13. JustCurious

    JustCurious Not too sore, are you?

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    Aww, you do care! I was starting to wonder, with making us hope for a good ending for the Dragonslayers, and not even waiting for the next day to ruthlessly crush them.
    (Just kidding. Keep crushing hopes, that's awesome)

    Yum-yum \o/


    Although, doesn't having Taylor dead kind of ruin Defiant's pact? There's a chance he decides to take the risk anyway. And Taylor doesn't seem to have realized what someone breaking her pact, and only her pact, feels like (at least given the non-canon omake - why not add it as extra though? It'd be a real pity not to have it threadmarked somewhere, it's already hard to find stuff with the chapter names).

    Most likely option, he goes ahead, she ruins him without outing herself, Dragonslayers are hopeful there's someone left from DD's organization and try contacting her.
    ... Although Taylor getting Avalon sounds too good an ending to be true. Looking forward to how that'll go wrong :D
     
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  14. ses

    ses Experienced.

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    Yeah Taylor did not think through the fact that Defiant breaking the pact would by definition mean that he's being karmically let to a terrible fate by an ill-timed botch at the moment he chooses to attempt to free an AGI

    It's a self-fulfilling prophecy worthy of the Greek Oracles
     
  15. JustCurious

    JustCurious Not too sore, are you?

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    Oh dear. I didn't think of it like that. And he almost botched the attempt to free her in canon. OH DEAR.
    *going to scream in a corner*
     
  16. ses

    ses Experienced.

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    That doesn't even touch on the best part. It would be a direct result of Evil Taylor tricking Taylor into not realizing that the Solar version of the oath is too subtle to notice. Leading directly to the end of the world, thus putting Evil Taylor into the Abyssal Hall of Fame with a new low% speedrun record.
     
  17. bornagainpenguin

    bornagainpenguin Making the rounds.

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    Thanks for letting me read it. Exactly as described. What a disappointment. But thanks for letting me see it nonetheless.

    EDIT: Wait, is the thread still accessible for you somehow? I was completely unable to access it when I tried.
     
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  18. Whitesnake Pelinal

    Whitesnake Pelinal Like a dream without a dreamer

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    Look on the bright side: the ice is broken. None of us have to go first if we want to write omake, and the bar is eminently hoppable.
     
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    Daniel Snuts Know what you're doing yet?

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    Endbringer sirens. You instantly rise into the air and start flying back towards the lair. It's the benefit of never going outside with the same face twice: You're always wearing a disposable identity. You reach for your phone, but it rings before you can call anyone.

    "What's the play, boss?" Alec asks.

    "Did you secure my stuff?"

    "What stuff?"

    Oh, for- "Put me on speakerphone!" There's a beep as he does so. "Drop stealth right now!" You invoke the latest boop of smarts to make it a command. Good thing you happened to be sufficiently far away that you remember Aisha's existence.

    "Oh right," Alec says. "That stuff. Got it now."

    "You both suck," Aisha says (because Alec lets her).

    ---

    You crafted the costume for your next official identity with some care. A long-sleeved leotard in bright red, with matching gloves and thigh-high boots. Mildly provocative on its own, but mitigated by a cape that goes all the down your arms to drape about your body.

    The long sleeves hide the marks on your forearms from where you've been stockpiling willpower over the last couple of days, while the gloves hide the tell-tale signs of having your fingers surgically reattached (well, they weren't strictly speaking your fingers, re-attached).

    The cape is long enough that it would drag along the ground if you tried to walk in it - but now that you can fly, why not take advantage of it? Flight is something every high-caste parahuman is assumed to be capable of, if not under their own power then by commissioned tinkertech.

    A 'ninja' mask covers the lower half of your face, complemented by crimson eyes and long silky black hair. Yes, yes, you're shallow, whatever. What is even the point of playing dress-up if you can't indulge your vanity a little? Let's focus on the Endbringer in the room.

    There is no longer any doubt about it. Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, but three times is enemy action. The Buddha sits on the mountain, and all things come to him. Including the Endbringers, who clearly know what to do if you meet the Buddha on the road. It's flattering, in a way. They obviously fear what you might grow into.

    But perhaps they miscalculated. Perhaps you have already grown into a threat, and they ought rather shun you at all costs.

    "Esper," you say into your armband. "Blaster, unconventional. My power will either ignore Endbringer defenses entirely, or do nothing at all. Range, roughly 100 feet."

    "Acknowledged," the armband replies. "Stand by. You have been assigned to forward Blaster group B." Directions flash on the map. "Be aware, Behemoth's kill aura extends 32 feet from his body."

    ---

    A behemoth stands before you, near 50 feet of rippling muscle and jagged obsidian. Hands that are chunks of crystalline rock as much as they are claws. A gaping maw and a single eye, both glowing like the molten blood of the earth itself.

    You heft your weapon: A simple black baton. Thin and light, it might be able to inflict bruises on a human, but would itself break before it could break a bone.

    It is not the weapon that is important.

    You activate Crusader's power - to penetrate, however lightly, through any amount of armor - and layer it with that of Murder Rat - to insure an injury no matter what. You thrust, and use Jack's power to send your strike forward as a beam of golden fire.

    (Turns out you misjudged Jack's power - it does come with a Thinker component, telling you exactly how to strike to prevent any chance of being blocked or dodged. You didn't notice until now because you only tested it on trees)

    As the hit lands, you use Animos's power to turn physical injury into a wound on the soul, ripping away your adversary's power.

    The behemoth screams, and the world becomes fire.

    Fighting Behemoth is a strange experience. With Leviathan, there is always the risk of drowning. With Simurgh, you can never trust anything. But Behemoth has no way to hurt me. Fire, lightning, radiation, brute strength, nothing he does can get through my defenses. Nor can I hurt him, really. At best, we can knock each other about a bit.

    That doesn't mean that I don't give it my all. Quite the contrary. I fight with all my might, simply to protect the more fragile people around me. The people who volunteer to fight, knowing that they have a one-in-four chance of dying. Even a moment's distraction, a single misstep can be the difference between life and death for someone in the crowd.

    So we batter at each other, a pair of titanic sumo wrestlers whose bout leave buildings in ruins and tear the earth itself open. Other heroes fire their attacks into the melee, and Behemoth sends bolts of lightning back.

    It's well-worn dance at this point, a scene that has repeated itself over and over again for almost two decades. Were it not for my power, I have no doubt that the occasions would blur together in my mind. I hate it. I hate that the world contains monsters. I hate that this death and destruction could be called routine. I hate.

    Then, something happens that has never happened before. Behemoth goes completely still, then throws back his head and screams. The sound sends a chill down my spine. He often roars, in challenge or victory, or simply as a devastating sonic attack. But he's never made a sound like this before. His scream is full of pain, confusion and - dare I say it? - fear.

    Before the echoes have died away, the air fills with other screams, human screams coming from every direction. The people who were attacking Behemoth a moment ago are bursting into flame and collapsing. All around me burning streaks fall to the ground as flying capes are overcome.

    It makes no sense. I recognize the effect of course, but everyone was well clear of Behemoth's aura. In all the years of fighting, it never once changed in size. 32 feet, carefully measured and confirmed from countless recordings. Yet now it's affecting people over a hundred feet away. What's different this time?

    My mind immediately leaps to a possibility, a voice overheard in passing as a new cape spoke into her bracelet. I must find this unconventional Blaster, and discover the details of her power.

    I make a snap decision. With her reported range, she'll have been caught by the expanded kill aura. I cannot spare the time it would take to reach her by conventional means. This will reveal certain resources that Cauldron would prefer to keep hidden, but every fraction of a second counts now. We'll be able to play it off as the work of an independent cape who came for the Endbringer fight.

    "Door to Esper. Door to Sanctuary."

    A portal appears before me, with Esper on the other side. Her flesh is blackening and cracking and there are flames shooting out of her mouth as she screams in pain, but she's not dead yet.

    I fly through the portal and barrel into Esper at full speed, tackling her into the second portal that appears behind her. We emerge into rolling grasslands. There is no one else in sight (the entire planet we call Sanctuary is empty of human life). The portal closes behind us, cutting off the aura.

    Esper has stopped screaming. Not so much because she is no longer in pain, but rather because the impact when I hit her pulverized her ribcage and crushed her heart and lungs. A deliberate tradeoff, the important part was getting her out of there before her brain boiled. That she was still screaming is a good sign, it indicates at least some awareness.

    Now I just have to get her fixed up before oxygen deprivation does was Behemoth could not. I steel myself for the next part of the plan.

    "Door to Panacea."

    I expect to arrive in her grove of flesh, and to have to fight off whatever horrors lurk inside while negotiating for her services. To my surprise the portal reveals a familiar field hospital. She left her grove to assist in the Endbringer fight. It speaks well of her sanity, that she is able to recognize the value of cooperation. Behemoth will destroy her grove as readily as any other part of the city.

    The hospital is sparsely populated, as the fight has barely started (the other people hit by the expanded aura are already beyond saving). Panacea is healing a young man I don't recognize. Struck by lightning, from the looks of it. She's surrounded by a crowd of blonde women. They all wear patient gowns, but seem to be acting as nurses. One of her disgusting trees stands nearby in a wheeled pot, branches bending under the weight of ripe blood-fruit.

    The women all have the same face, not just the same hair color. I recognize her/them: Homunculi created in the image of her late sister. I shove my way through them and present Panacea with my burden.

    "Heal her. Now."

    Panacea spins around, startled. Her dress blinks in confusion and bares its teeth at me. It couldn't harm me, but I glide back and lift Esper out of the way to be safe.

    "She has vital information about Behemoth, she must not succumb to her injuries."

    My armband pings, and Dragon's voice emerges from it. "Be advised, Behemoth's kill aura has expanded to roughly 150 feet in radius. Do not get within 150 feet of Behemoth."

    "Yes, relating to that matter."

    Panacea immediately closes her eyes and lays a hand on Esper's thigh, the other motioning me to lay her down on a cot. Though her eyes fly open again before I can even relinquish my burden. "Ilsa?" she squeaks. She shakes her head and closes her eyes again. "How is she- what is this? Fruit, I need all the fruit!"

    Nurses scurry to do her bidding, bringing several glistening, pulsating fruits from the tree. I step back to let them work, and others start cutting away what little of Esper's clothing did not already burn up or melt into her skin.

    The blood-fruits are placed on Esper's chest, and at a touch from Panacea they melt into and merge with her flesh. As the bulges sink down into her body, pus and other less identifiable fluids are forced out from gaps opening up in her sides.

    Panacea is shaking her head, though. "Not enough, not enough. More fruits! Feed the tree!"

    The last fruits are picked. Another group of nurses move to the morgue section. They grab a cadaver, drag it over and unceremoniously toss it at the tree. Whip-quick roots coil around it and sink into the flesh. New fruits begin to grow as the tree drinks.

    This time, rather than merge the fruits into the patient, Panacea starts shaping them in place. A beating heart - larger than human's - forms atop Esper's chest. Arteries grow out of it and plunge into her neck. A strange fern-like structure of feathery, blood-red fronds grows from the heart, forming a fan three feet high and five across. A homunculus steps up and grabs it by the stem(?) and starts waving it back and forth.

    "That will keep her from dying," Panacea says. "I need to think."

    I'm somewhat less than impressed with the world's greatest healer. "What's the problem?"

    "What's the problem? What's the problem!? Her subdermal armor has melted. Melted and run and pooled and is now setting again, blocking things up and cooking her faster than I can heal her! You need a ferrokinetic, not a biokinetic!"

    I can only think of two capes who could handle something like this, and they were both present today. A query of my bracelet confirms my fears.

    Magnet Maggie, deceased. Mr Steel Yo Girl, deceased.

    "Think of something," I command. In the background Behemoth's roar can be heard, underscoring the time pressure involved.

    "I- you- fine! Alice, Bethany, attend me." Two of the homunculi approach (I idly wonder how she tells them apart) and, at her instruction, lie down on adjacent cots.

    She moves to the first one and places her hands around its neck. She closes her eyes in concentration briefly, then... pulls its head off. Both ends seal over with fresh skin with barely a spurt of blood. She brings the head over to the second homunculus and presses it against its shoulder. Flesh joins together, twitching and surging as everything gets hooked up.

    "Don't try to get up, your blood pressure sucks," she calls over her shoulder as she turns back to Esper. Both heads offer weak affirmatives.

    She then repeats the procedure with Esper, detaching her head and placing it on the headless homunculus body. While she works, the other nurses remove the now desiccated corpse from the tree and replaces it with Esper's remains.

    I glide over to Panacea. It's taking longer than the previous operation. "Are you done yet?" I ask.

    "Yeah, sure," Panacea says as the last burns on Esper's face clear up. "She won't drop dead from autoimmune issues. She can fix the rest later." She steps back, and flicks her finger against Esper's forehead. "There, she's awake."

    The first thing you feel as consciousness returns is someone grabbing you by the throat and slamming you into a wall. When your eyes focus you see a black-visored helmet three inches from your face. You reflexively activate sorcerer's sight to try to figure out what parahuman is accosting you, before you realize that you know whose mask that is. Everyone knows whose mask that is.

    "What did you do?" Alexandria demands.

    ("I just got her that body, don't break it!" someone complains in the background)

    What did you do? You're not entirely sure. Where are you? What happened?

    "Behemoth's aura grew to five times it normal size!" Alexandria shouts. "What. Did. You. Do?"

    Oh. That. Your face splits into a grin that is all teeth. It worked!

    "What did I do? I made him hurt. I made him scared. I made him stop sandbagging." You scrabble at the fingers around your throat, to no avail. "Let me go, I have to get out there. I have to hit him again!"

    She lets you go. Your legs give out when you land and you tumble to the ground. Your body feels weird. Well, it's a lot less dead than expected given your last coherent memory, so you're not going to complain. After a few false starts, you manage to get to your feet.

    Oh, there's Panacea. And a dozen or so Glory Girls? And one of her creepy trees, being hugged by something that looks like a headless cyborg lich? Whatever, you have an Endbringer to kill.

    Then you pause as something she said finally registers on you.

    "Five times? That's longer than my range! I need someone who can shield me from his aura. Also from lighting, he's definitely going to try that next. And someone to hold him down, so he doesn't charge me or run away." You look down, and realize that you're naked save for a hospital gown. "And a weapon to channel my power through!"

    Alexandria stares at you. You think. Not that you can see her eyes beneath her visor, but you get the sense that she's judging you.

    One of the Glory Girls helpfully offers you a scalpel.

    ---

    When Alexandria makes a decision, she doesn't fuck around. Eidolon is summoned, given terse instructions. You watch in fascination as he switches his powers around until he finds one that fits. He glows more strongly to sorcerer's sight than anyone- than any other human you've seen. Still less intense than an Endbringer.

    He touches you, and the most peculiar feeling washes over you. "Range extender," he says.

    "Move," Alexandria says, and the three of you fly off.

    Behemoth is rampaging freely as you approach, tearing down buildings and leaving a trail of molten lava in his wake. Hardly anyone challenges him, the few remaining long-range Blasters suppressed by a veritable storm of lightning bolts.

    So intent is he on causing destruction that he doesn't even notice your approach. You touch down among some of the less molten rubble off to the side, a conservative 200 feet away. Graceful crane stance means the lava would hold your weight, but you've already hit your RDI of 'being on fire', thanks.

    With a deep breath, you weave your powers together once more, and golden fire leaps from your scalpel to splash against the monster's back. That he notices. He screams again, and spins around to charge towards you - only to stagger backwards as Alexandria hits him like a cannonball.

    "Is it working?" Eidolon asks.

    "It's working," you confirm. Sorcerer's sight shows the Endbringer-glow guttering and fading - Behemoth shines no brighter than Eidolon now.

    You strike him again, and he rains lightning down upon you. Every last bolt hits Eidolon's upraised palm as he hovers I front of you, to no effect. "No," Eidolon declares firmly. "Not today. Today we strike back."

    You punctuate his words with golden fire. And agai- guh. Pain spikes behind your temples as your control slips, and your next strike gutters out in golden sparks. You fall to your knees from an exhaustion that is in no way physical. Using that many powers at once, over and over again...

    You failed. Through endless toil and tears, you assembled a suite of powers that could strike down an Endbringer. You had a plan, you had the support of the Triumvirate itself. The plan worked, the support was flawless. The only point of failure was you. You were too weak.

    All you accomplished was the greatest casualties of any Endbringer battle yet.

    Eidolon has turned around, and is asking you something. You can't make it out over the buzzing in your ears. You turn your head away, unable to face his judgement. You just want to sleep. For the first time in so long, can you not just curl up and forget the world?

    No, something inside you rages. This is not the end, it insists, despite the grey creeping into the edge of your vision. This was foreseen. Your despicable weakness was also planned for. There's a power that will save your life, and more besides.

    "Can you heal?" you ask Eidolon. Your grip tightens on the scalpel that had almost slipped from your fingers. Without waiting for an answer, you stab yourself in the arm. Your vision clears.

    You laugh and stab yourself again, and again and again. You laugh as Eidolon desperately flips through his power library looking for something that will keep you from bleeding out (little does he know). You laugh as Dragon's voice sounds from the armband, announcing "The kill aura has shrunk to 60 feet!" You laugh and stab and laugh and stab.

    Feeling better than you've ever felt in your entire life, you stand up. Four powers unite as one in a beam of golden fire. Behemoth's wrestling match against Alexandria stops being a struggle to reach you, and starts being a struggle to escape, to burrow beneath the earth and flee.

    "Everyone, to me!" Alexandria calls, her voice echoing through every armband on the battlefield. "The kill aura has normalized, keep him from getting away!"

    Just as you're about to land the finishing blow, a van-sized piece of rubble drops down in front of you and blocks your shot.

    "You did well," Eidolon says from the other side of it. "I'll take it from here." More rubble approaches you from all sides, stacking up to form a prison.

    What the hell does he think he's doing? Behemoth is still Endbringer durable! Just because you've ravaged its soul nigh unto death doesn't mean his attacks will work any better than they have for the last 17 years!

    You turn into shadow and slip through the cracks of the hastily assembled structure, reforming outside. Eidolon has started launching some sort of optical distortions at Behemoth. But through some unknown means he notices your escape - he's turning back around to face you! You can't give the myopic glory hog another chance to ruin everything.

    Your eyes narrow. The reason Eidolon glows brighter than other capes is that he has no less than three powers active at all times. And right now, your problem is with... that one. Golden fire lashes out, searing away the telekinesis he used to imprison you - and is currently using to fly. He falls from the sky, and his knee twists the wrong way as he lands.

    You ignore his screams. You have a job to do. The range extender faded when Eidolon betrayed you, but the kill aura has normalized. You rise into the air again and dart forward for one last strike.

    Behemoth doesn't topple as your fire scourges away the last remnant of his soul. He simply grows still, and the baleful light of his eye dims. What remains is a basalt statue, caught in the act of scrabbling to escape a force it could not understand or resist. A fitting monument, and a message to his siblings regarding what is to come.

    ===

    You'd stop to admire it longer, but you need to get the hell out of dodge before kill-stealing retard Eidolon gathers his wits and uses his remaining two powers to avenge himself on the hero of the hour (century). You do not have another two shots of power nullification left in you, not without even more self-harm.

    The real punchline is that by being transplanted into Glory Girl's body, Taylor unwittingly spent her 'Endbringer XP' on Appearance again. At least she managed to get Perception from Leviathan.
     
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    Fernando Part-time Loaf

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    ... she does not fuck around.

    Also, Eidolon-ArmsmasterDefiant glory hog collab when?
     
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    Daniel Snuts Know what you're doing yet?

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    Mr Steel Yo Girl had a self-reported Manton limit of 'sevens and above'. It might not have been a lie. There certainly were no sixes in his cyborg harem.

    On several occasions he managed to capture and subvert his nemesis Magnet Maggie, but each time she would use her own power to disable her implants at the crucial moment and foil his plans from within.

    The villain community commiserated with him over the unfortunate setbacks he suffered, never thinking to ask "why don't you just kill her or tie her up in the basement or something, instead of trying to make her a minion over and over again?"

    The hero community commiserated with her over the horrific abuses she suffered, never thinking to ask "why don't you free yourself immediately, instead of sticking around for weeks of passionate rape-by-mind-control?"
     
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    Vealie Versed in the lewd.

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    TapTwice2 Making the rounds.

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    Hold on does that mean Taylor now has the body of Amy's glory girl living sex doll?
     
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    Not-very-creative Making the rounds.

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    Did Behemoth attack Brockton Bay aswell?
     
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    Edifier Trusted within thoughts.

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    Hah! All xp spent on looking like Glory Girl? All according to Kekakku, one step closer to being Panacea's family!
     
  26. Zxzx24

    Zxzx24 I trust you know where the happy button is?

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    Thank you for sharing this cursed knowledge with us.

    Ironically it fits really well. Except for the poor writing quality anyway. Snuts graphic depictions of mass murder are usually more eloquent.

    Fanfiction is better than drugs truly.

    Aw. I guess you do have a heart.

    Bye bye least interesting and narratively important endbringer.

    Your sacrifice will not be remembered.

    Time for MORE endbringers! Woo hoo!
     
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  27. ses

    ses Experienced.

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    Arc D incoming?

    Also what a fucking ripoff that Endslaying doesn't get more stats than just surviving. She deserves a dot of Stamina at least. :)
     
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    Ruy Know what you're doing yet?

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    Huh, what makes you think so?

    She gave her sanity.

    Huh, didn't expect fanon Eidolon TBH.
     
  29. Fernando

    Fernando Part-time Loaf

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    Arc D? I'm thinking Arc K, maybe T&B. J if you're feeling nostalgic, and Z in the worst case scenario.
     
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    Arc D for Evil Dragon, after Toasterfucker Eclipse-botches attempting to free her.
     
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