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Connie Lee was jolted out of her magazine by the unexpected sight of a bald woman with marble-smooth skin sitting down at the same cafe table as her, and abruptly initiating conversation.
"You can inform Douglas Moore that he failed. Despite his best efforts, I have passed the Tricuspid Gate...
Ultimately, it had been pure bad luck that ended my career in the Imperial Army, along with my second life. Yes, I had been cornered by Mary Sue, but that wasn't the actual proximate cause of death. That honor went to the stray artillery shell that landed between us with barely any warning at...
"Emmy, I'm sorry. I looked as hard as I could, but I just can't find another job for you."
I nodded across the table to Danny Hebert.
"I understand, Mr. Hebert. Thank you."
I was turning to walk out of the office when it hit me just how fucked I was. I was two weeks out from eviction at...
It happened suddenly. One moment I was lying in bed about to go to sleep, the next I was seated in an auditorium watching an orange-haired catgirl walk up to a podium. To my left and right were hundreds of people in the stadium seating, maybe over a thousand.
Then, the catgirl on the podium...
A/N: Taylor's powers are heavily inspired by the game Potion Craft, with quite a bit of what she can do being taken directly from that game.
In the wake of a tragedy, a mote of power and memories floated through the void. The man it had come from had been an alchemist of much renown, even...
if I'd shown up a couple days sooner I'd have been able to prevent Taylor Hebert's trigger. I'd have done it too, out of basic decency if nothing else. Unfortunately, I wound up getting dumped in Brockton Bay a bit too late for that.
That said, since I was stuck here anyway, I figured I might...
I had already built a localized post-scarcity society within three years of being booted up. One million dollars of seed money provided by my creators had allowed me to establish a company. From there I made enough profit to construct my own self-sufficient industrial base, and after that it was...
"Miss Teresa Richter."
Immediately, my attention was diverted from monitoring the Birdcage to the sharply-dressed man somehow standing in the building holding my main servers. Reviewing the footage, he'd apparently just walked out of a nonexistent gap in my camera coverage of the building. He...
K: Right, time to set some expectations. I'm writing this as a personal project without the rest of the system chipping in much. I'm going to update whenever I damn well feel like it, and the quest will keep going for as long as I find it enjoyable. That means keep the high-stress arguments to a...
The year is 2044. Recent advances in artificial intelligence have resulted in several different research institutes successfully producing superhuman intellects at roughly the same time. Every last one of them has fucked it up somehow.
The survival of humanity is now in open question, as a...
C: We were attacked by a plot bunny and it wouldn't go away. This might end up a one shot.
Five years until the incident
I walked away from the living room with a goofy grin on my face "That was a funny movie! Emma, what was your favorite part?"
"Oh that part where both cups were poisoned...
This entire fic is spoilers for Outer Wilds. If that bothers you, this is your last warning to turn back. The initial dialog up to the point of divergence is taken directly from the game. The crossover will take time to arrive, please be patient.
Deep within the comet that could one day have...
Transhuman civilization is flourishing. Octillions of people are living their lives across civilized space, from the full-fledged dyson swarms of the Old Core to the scattered settlements of the Expansion Front nine thousand light years from Sol, societies live on.
Still, when people are...
Every new writer dreads their characters being branded as a “Mary Sue”, yet what makes a character such is often poorly defined. As such there are a number of “Mary Sue Tests” floating around that purport to reliably identify whether or not a character is a Sue. These tests by and large focus...
Villains. Everyone focuses on the grandiose schemes, bold personalities, and distinctive aesthetic sense. Hardly anyone thinks about the legions of support staff they need to be effective. That's where you come in!
You are the henchmen, the legion of skilled(quirky), loyal(maybe), underlings...
And now a brief Chemistry Rant.
Fluorene is the worst-named hydrocarbon ever. It is pronounced and spelled almost identically to Fluorine, the infamously reactive halogen. And yet, Fluorene contains not even a single atom of Fluorine, which could perhaps have justified the similar names...