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_{A word from Exit.5.24.25.16:00_______________________________________IC Updated:6.01.25.17:07}

Please let me know if there are mistakes in here somewhere. I
have a horrible habit of skipping around randomly to things I want
to fix more than others, leaving other bits unfinished. I also
want to apologize if the plots read less structured and more like
a collection of ideas. 

Because I keep getting hung up on details that don't matter, the
second half of this interest check, 'side B', will be completed
later.

Enjoy your stay. DM me questions.

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______	_ _ _me. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ nsfw.	side A. Casual. UTC -8. Single week posting rotation. I've been a part of the guild since '09 and have been roleplaying in various forms of media for just under twenty years now. I typically approach my writing projects from the mind of a GM meaning I will be responsible for the larger share of world building and will pilot most NPCs surrounding our characters. I work full time and have a family, so I may not always be immediately available for communication or a quick IC reply. For OOC, I primarily use Discord. Fair warning that outside the confines of RP, I may not be the most interesting person in the room. I have incredibly mundane taste in all things and am too stupid to have intellectual conversations on anything other than pizza. The topics covered in these worlds will be mature in nature, so any interested parties must be 18 years or older. These will be long-term writing projects that may or may not be a part of a larger world that I hope to launch as a group game in the future. I'm seeking a dedicated writing partner who will be willing to worldbuild with me. Who is not afraid to drive the plot forward with their own ideas. There will be no requirement to act as a Co-Gm should any of the plots move forward to include other players. I am open to writing smut or fading to black and am kink friendly. Please let me know what you do and do not prefer and more importantly, what if anything you're interested in exploring. Communication is important. While these plots were curated by me, it's also very important that any story we pursue caters to my writing partner's wants and needs as well. The first two plots are not meant to center on explicit scenes while the last three lean more into it, but all are built around deeper relationships that unfold somewhat naturally over time. All main pairings are MxF. _______________________________	____	___________ _ ⏹ 01. _ _ _ ▶ 02. _ _ _ ▶ 03. _ _ _ ▶ 04. _ _ _ ⏸ 05. . . ▶ ⏸ ⏹ A F H R S Sol UF	tracklist. Avelion UF.A.H Two 'Hunters' investigate suspicious activity in a world where magic is kept mostly secret. Dreamcatcher F.A.SoL Lucids step into the world of dreams to protect others from their worst fears. The King's Daughter F.A.R NSFW A daughter is pulled between the mystery of her changing world and the allure of the man protecting her from it. Gentle. Killing. A.S.R NSFW Two particularly dangerous individuals find themselves living under the same roof. You SoL.R NSFW Your new job promises a lot, but are you ready for the world you're stepping into? Are they ready for you? . Open Pending Closed Action Fantasy Horror Romance Spy Slice of Life Urban Fantasy F3 track number ("0X.") ___________________________________________________	______

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█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █	___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Lore.    This is your typical urban fantasy game with some healthy additions from various works of fiction that I personally enjoy. The lore here is also not set in stone and can be adjusted in various ways if it does not make sense or to better suit the story we want to write. What is provided here is just a starting point. Magic has been a part of the world for a very long time, and yet most of the world remains largely ignorant to its presence. Vampires, werewolves, fae and elves and dragons. All of it exists, but all of it has been hidden away, assimilated into the cultures of the world as no more than folklore and fairy tales; the result of an agreement between the creatures of fantasy and the world of man established millennia ago. In the modern day, while magic continues to exist in the world, it does so in secret and under strict regulation. A license to reside in the world must be obtained and continuously updated with any and all changes to living arrangements, work and/or education history and modification to public identification. Failure to do so, or any criminal acts of any kind, could result in special incarceration, deportation to Avelion or in extreme cases, death. Everyone who is of a race other than human, and even humans who have learned to use magic, must carry these licenses on their person at all times. Avelion is the 'other side'; a seemingly separate dimension where magic and fantasy seems to originate from and very often leaks into the real world. There are official doorways between these worlds, and like airports between countries or checkpoints at borders, these doorways are heavily regulated. The process of moving between worlds is strict. 'Hunters' who work for guilds from both worlds do everything from investigation into suspicious activity from magical or fantastical creatures in the real world, to hunting dangerous monsters in Avelion. The members of these guilds are comprised of beings of all races, even humans who have not mastered magic. They are all ranked by skill and class and have special license to operate where they must. Special care is often taken while in the real world so as to not upset the fragile curtain of ignorance that has been placed over the wider population. The more powerful nations of the world host a single public guild, but private guilds do exist. The same principle applies to Avelion. Plot.    We will be playing members of one of the guilds who are tasked with investigating a strange murder case. While the lore has been set for parts of this world, the wider world is a blank slate and open for collaborative world-building. I would also like to point out that this is a test of the world and will most likely be used as a jumping off point for a group game in the future.	Themes. urban fantasy · action · some horror ___________________________.............. Inspirations. the last witch hunter · mib · hellboy · chainsawman · burn the witch █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ .

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█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █	. Lore.    Sometimes dreams are more than what they seem. More than just the immaterial manifestations of thoughts and wishes or of our fears and regrets. More than a revisiting of every memory of our past lives. Sometimes that weightless, blissful, private place we visit when we lay our head down at night isn’t a space made just for you. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Sometimes, those dreams are doorways to other places or glimpses into another universe or a mote of infinite possibility. These dreams are different. Powerful. Powerful enough to pull that other place here or thrust that dreamless someone there and sometimes, they’re powerful enough to grant that wish buried deep in someone’s heart. Most people go their entire lives unaware of the deeper layer of their dreams, but there are a few who find they can tap into them. Weave themselves into the layers of their thoughts and imagination and draw from it a power they can wield. These people are called Lucids and they are responsible for travelling between dream worlds and protecting others from their fears, regrets and the traumas they’ve suffered that continue to haunt them. Regardless of what led to them becoming aware of the dreamweave, whether that be a near death experience or the surviving or witnessing of some traumatic event, they’ve all been left with the choice to either use their powers for good or evil. Plot.    Pulling strong inspiration from Wonder Egg Priority (the first half of the season), this is meant to be a strange mix of dark fantasy and a light hearted slice of life coming of age story. The themes will clash and at times not make sense, not unlike a dream. Due to the age of most of the characters, there will be no explicit scenes of sex, but we can explore other mature themes such as the effects of addiction on loved ones, suicide, etc. The deeper concepts of this story are still a little messy but the starting point has a strong enough foundation that we can build from the basic premise. We start with two individuals discovering they're Lucids and very quickly finding out that they are not the only ones in their school. They must grapple with their new responsibility while also struggling with their own demons and together with the others, discover what this new world they're a part of is and where they belong in it. Like Avelion, this plot will be used as a test of the world and to help iron out the finer details for a potential group game in the future.	Themes. fantasy · action · slice of life · some horror ____________________________.......... Inspirations. kingdom hearts · wonder egg priority · the langoliers · inception █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ .

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█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █	___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Lore.    To make things easy, Avelion (from the first plot) can be used as a backup world in case one cannot be created. Otherwise, the specifics of the world can be filled in collaboratively to better suit the type of story we would like to tell. The plot below is not immediately connected to Avelion but can be worked into if need be. Plot.    Your father has been acting strange of late, increasingly so as the year draws ever closer to your birthday. At first it was subtle, but as the months wore on, his need to protect you from some perceived danger began bordering on an obsession. It's been strange, adjusting to the sudden isolation under heavy guard and a restriction of your movements. For days now you've been forced to look upon the same walls, greet the same faces, and stare endlessly at the morning's blue sky and the late evening's starry night. You're starting to feel restless as a need to return to earlier days of sun and freedom itches at you desperately. You miss the trees. The sea of people beyond the walls of the castle. The view of the ocean from the top of the outer walls of the kingdom. For some small amount of relief (or frustration), your father has hired a new personal guard meant for you. But despite the excitement of meeting another face for the first time in what feels like forever, in the back of your mind, you can't help but feel like something is changing, for why else have you been locked away like so. Alternate.    We can tool this plot any number of different ways and change the specific pairing while keeping the same DNA of a King and his daughter. Instead of being locked away, you could have influence. Your word could hold weight and maybe much is expected of you in your immediate future. Perhaps these are your last few years of freedom before the yoke of rule or responsibility is placed upon you. Perhaps you've already taken up this mantle and struggle under the weight of it all. Or maybe, you excel in your position of power like you always knew you would. Whatever form the story takes, I will be playing your right hand man. Your protector. Maybe it's my first day and I was chosen for you by someone else. Maybe you picked me out from a selection of other qualified men to be your charge. Whatever the reason may be, I am yours to use as you see fit. I am also happy to accommodate a story that maybe you've worked on that borrows similar elements.	Themes. fantasy · action · romance ___________________________............... Inspirations. a former rp █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ .

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█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █	. Plot.    The foundation for this story is less rigid than the rest and is more a collection of ideas I intend to use to build a writing project with. Whatever form that story takes, the core of it I would like to keep intact, that being the relationship and power dynamic surrounding it. There is no concrete setting. Again, Avelion can be used as the backdrop of our world. I do have a plot point in place should we choose to go this route. However, we can just as easily scrub any fantasy elements from the game and make this story work on its own. Regardless of which path we choose, the wider world around both characters is open for collaborative worldbuilding. At its most basic, two individuals on opposite sides end up under the same roof and must work through the maze of living together while navigating their own complex and very dangerous lives. They are both highly skilled at what they do. Although the specific skill set does not need to be lethal, given the nature of their work, what the skill set is must remain a secret. The 'why' they are under the same roof has not yet been worked out. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Alternate.    Our two characters can begin the story working for the same agency and must work to complete their mission together. They would not necessarily need to be familiar with each other before the start of the story. Beyond that, there isn't really a specific structure we need to follow to do this and the setting, including time, does not need to be set in the modern day. If there is a specific period of history you would like to explore or a different setting altogether including something more science fiction and futuristic, I am open to exploring those ideas with you and putting together a story for it.	Themes. some sci-fi · action · spy · romance ___________________________............... Inspirations. mr. & mrs. smith · spy family · day of the jackal █ █ .

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ᵀʰᵉ Last Avatar & ᵀʰᵉ Red Lotus.

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|@Exit] & |@MistressDizzy] Collaboration@Exit & @Mistress Dizzy Collaboration ____________________________________________________________________________. Mistress Dizzy    "Spirits, you're a slow bastard!" Jin taunted as they nimbly dodged yet another heavy swing from Shao's heavy metal fist. "Is that how you lost your arm? Got your stupid fingers caught in the door?" They were doing everything to keep Shao pissed off and on the offensive. Jin let him burn off energy with every swing, dodging at the last possible moment. But they'd long since done the math. Jin was exhausted. The knife in their hands had done little more than scratch Shao. The adrenaline and spite keeping them upright would run out, a lot faster than Shao's strength would. Despite the continued taunting and the smile on their face, Jin knew they were going to lose at this rate. They had to attack, but how? One bad move and Shao would crush them flat. "C'mon, fucker. What are you, tired?" Before they could put any particular plan into action, an anguished scream startled them. Their gaze flicked to track it, but they could hardly believe the source. 141... was in pain. "Holy shit, there's a person in - OOF!" Exit    An upward swing from Shao took advantage of the momentary distraction and struck Jin on the side of their head, disrupting their dance around him. Although it wasn’t quite enough to knock them out or knock them off their feet, it was no small hit. Mistress Dizzy    Jin staggered with pain and nearly fell, the copper tang of blood filling their mouth. The world tilted. One of the contacts had gone flying into the dirt, leaving their gaze lopsided. Their ear rung where they'd been hit, and they could swear one of their teeth was loose. Was this really it? To survive the endless grind of the Lower Ring and the Underground beneath. To live through LSF "recruitment" and training… To survive when Lady Cho and so many of their sisters hadn't… To taste the sun on Nelu's lips tonight… All of that, for a death in the dark? No. They'd promised Nelu things would be fine. They'd promised him. And that promise would be kept. Jin adjusted the grip on the knife. Silently they leaned forward, and gestured to Shao with their free hand - come at me. Exit    Shao grunted in frustration, clearly annoyed that so small a person was as resilient as they were. It was also becoming increasingly apparent that the seemingly one sided dance was not one sided at all. All across his body were small, shallow cuts. Most were not nearly deep enough to draw blood, but the fact they were there at all was proof of Jin’s skill and speed. They weren’t simply dancing around his every strike, they were striking back too, slowly poking at his defense and searching for something they could exploit. Plus, all the wild swinging was doing little else than wearing him out and he was getting very little in return for all his effort. ”You know, the rest of us used to look up to you.” Shao said to Jin when the echoes from 141’s screams finally subsided. He raised his arms and began walking toward them, his palms up in an inquisitive gesture although his metal arm was very obviously pointed directly at Jin. ”What happened, huh? How much they pay you?” Halfway to Jin, Shao’s open left hand was launched at Jin’s throat.

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|@Fiber] & |@Exit] Collaboration@Fiber & @Exit Collaboration ____________________________________________________________________________. Fiber    Zhen’s head was pounding from the noise of 141, and her skin felt the heat of the lava even through the layers of armor she wore. While Hunang had been conjuring the lava, Zhen had summoned an air scooter, and ran far away from it, zig-zagging across the floor in an intentionally erratic dodging pattern. Lava-bending was quite rare, total number of live observations ranking in the single digits from what Zhen recalled of the LSF database. Difficult to fight, extremely destructive, but at least the lava itself was often slow moving. Exit    Hunang spun around, revealing to a retreating Zhen just how effective her earlier move had been. Blood poured from an open gash in Hunang’s forehead and drenched half her face, pooling beneath her feet as they began to shift into a more light and fluid stance. Despite the severity of her injury, she was keen to ignore it and remained fixed on the airbender as they continued to zigzag across the chamber. It was obvious to her now that her slower, more powerful attacks would do her no good against someone so well versed in their use of air, and if she wanted to accomplish anything, her attacks would have to be quick and precise. Instead of planting her feet into the ground like before, she began bouncing on the balls of her feet. Periodically, a light step would become a heavy stomp. Each time her heel made contact with the ground, a cube of dirt would pop out of the floor and a quick arm thrust would catapult it toward Zhen. Frustratingly however, Zhen remained as slippery as ever. Each block of earth would narrowly miss the airbender and smash instead into the wall behind Zhen or bounced erratically off the corners and edges of raised platforms. The airbender was impossible to hit. Fiber    As Zhen continued to dodge, she surveyed the battlefield and gathered her strength for a powerful airblast, one aimed at sending someone off their feet. She had it, and she motioned towards Hunang; but Hunang was not where the blast was actually aimed. Thanks to her remote bending, Kata was the one in the crosshairs. Hopefully, if it landed, he’d end up getting tossed right into the middle of the rest of the fray. Exit    Hunang reacted, swinging her arms up in front of herself and yanking a dirt wall out of the ground to block what she thought was an attack aimed at her.

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& Object-141& Object-141 ____________________________________________________________________________. The dense ball air slammed into the side of Katakuri’s face, throwing him back and into the ground a few yards away from 141. The screaming finally stopped. When Katakuri came to rest, he found himself on his back, staring at the earthen ceiling and metal industrial fans far above him. How he ended up here when only a moment a ago he was watching a hole open up inside 141 he did not know. All he knew for sure was that something solid not unlike a fist had struck him with enough force to knock him on his ass and daze the hell out of him. He also knew he had no time to figure out the who or what. From somewhere else in the chamber, amidst a cacophony of crumbling rock and angry wind biting at the air, he could make out the unmistakable angry roar of 141. With Katakuri momentarily stunned and Hunang fully distracted thanks to Zhen, 141 took the opportunity to break free from its makeshift prison. It flexed against rock and stone, growling angrily as the packed earth holding him in place began to shatter. Within a matter of seconds, 141 managed to thrust its arm free, flinging a large slab of earth away from it and tossing more dust and debris into the air. Not a moment later and its other arm was freed too, as was the dirt pinched around its waist loosened just enough for it to escape. 141 wasted no time, locating a prone Katakuri on his back not far away and immediately leaping out of the hole it'd been half buried in. It cleared the distance between himself and Katakuri in a single leap. ”Shit!” Katakuri panicked. Flame jets erupted from his hands and feet and he jettisoned himself away from 141 just as the creature landed over him and swung, slamming a fist into the ground and burying its hand down to the wrist. It again immediately tried to pursue, but when it attempted to pull its hand free, the packed dirt around its wrist refused to budge. It clung to 141 unnaturally, holding him in place despite the way 141 tried to pry itself free. Blood poured from the charred wound in its chest and splatter on the floor with every desperate yank and grunt until finally it realized what was wrong. It turned in time to see Hunang, back in her more rigid stance with both hands in the air, bring her hands down with deliberate force in front of her. From above, a large section of the earthen dome fell away from the ceiling. A cube the size of a very small room fell through the chamber and landed directly on top of 141. The sound of the impact was like that of a thunderclap trapped in a bowl and once again, more dust was tossed into the already saturated air. Where it had landed, the jagged seam between the ground and shaped earth began to glow red orange. Katakuri left 141 to its fate and refocused his effort on the airbender whose path Katakuri’s escape had put him in front of. Gaining some small amount of air until he was angled in such a way that he would eventually pass over Zhen, Katakuri repositioned the jets of fire pouring from his hands down toward the ground and turned those jets into a large curtain of flame engulfing the entirety of the immediate area ahead of Zhen.

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	V A C A Y 2025 _____________________ aminé _____________________ 13 months of sunshine _________

^{someone needs to tell the bay area we're approaching summer}

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	S U G A R W A T E R 2025 _____________________ gigi perez _____________________ at the beach, in every life _________

^{i wanted to share sailor song but i wasn't here at the time. have another.}

⇜ Deicide ⇝ [Dark Fantasy Isekai]

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Errorem dele?_____Errorem dele? ______________________________________________________________________________________________________. Erode    "Did that taste good?” Exit    When the bird left for new prey, it took with it its cursed vapor, allowing the girl to finally find her lungs. Air, clean and pure, for the most part, pushed what was left of the stuff out of her chest and stomach and when she finally regained control of her body, she immediately doubled over and emptied her gut on the floor. It was painful, surprisingly so. The burning in her throat and mouth and the fire in her belly refused to leave, dragging their claws across her insides every time she retched. If she was being honest, it did not taste good at all. She found the man with half his face aflame and struggled to fit a reply to his witty ask between her every painful breath. "Just like... caramel..." she wheezed, unable to finish the entirety of what she was trying to say and suggest he 'try some' himself. Past him, the situation they were all in continued to unfold. Although the avian had been handily dispatched, it left behind for its killers a gift in the form of the dead rising. At least the girl thought they were dead. She still didn't quite have a handle on the rules of... wherever she was. She did however have... something. The start of an answer or a piece of some larger puzzle she wasn't sure where to place. She had spoken to the beast, although labeling the thing as a beast felt disrespectful somehow. It'd been unintentional and yet it heard her and answered all the same. The two words she was given felt heavy with power. They burned her as if she was never meant to hear or hold them. Pulled her mind apart and stitched it back together, placing its reply in the wound of her mind as if it were her own thought. She knew she was of little use in the current fight and so she resolved to focus on the riddle laid before her. "Errorem Dele.." she said, turning to the Shaman standing nearby. "Does that mean anything to you?"

Character Sheet. Name. ??? Age. ??? Gender. Female Race. Curse ___________________________.......... Current Appearance. As pictured above. Distressed but recovering. Location. Ruins of Illium Interactions. Erode and Redacted Summary. A nameless girl recovers from the vapor and ruminates on the avian's reply. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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The Kyoshi’s engine hummed to a stop, the digital light filtering in from the armored windows flickering off, shrouding the interior of the car in darkness before Jin popped the door open. ”Between that and bending, I’m pretty sure I’ve been putting in longer hours than when I was actually employed.” ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ ”You like being busy.” Sumire retorts, ”You said it makes the days go by faster.“ ”Yeah, when I’m getting paid,” Jin grumbles as he pushes the driver side door open, natural light quickly flooding the dark interior of the car. ”Stretch your legs.” Jin said- more a command than a suggestion, ”Especially you, Stickball Star. It's a long drive, you guys’ll thank me later.” canaryrose    As soon as the car came to a stop, Chu popped the car door open and hopped out, unfolding herself from the backseat and stepping out into the sandy parking lot. “I think your pay might be being alive,” she joked, a small smirk coming over her face. It faded as she turned her head to look at their surroundings, her gaze softening as she took it all in. It was so wide here, so open. Chu could see all the way into the horizon, the blue of the sky uninterrupted by skyscrapers or tall buildings. She had lived in the Middle Ring all her life. All this space felt… overwhelming. Chu stretched some, touching her toes and walking around the Kyoshi. She did need to stretch, after all that time in the car, and all the time in the car in her future. After a moment of idle exercise, Chu noticed something on the horizon. … Buildings? Her first instinct was that she was looking at Ba Sing Se, and a jolt of terror ran through her, before she realized that they were nearly on the other side of the continent. She pointed to the outline. “What’s that?” she asked. “Looks like a city.” Exit    ”That would be Goa Ling. The next largest city outside Ba Sing Se other than Old Republic City, as far as I know at least. I haven’t really had the time to see more of the world other than just this desert.” She paused for a moment as she continued to stare into the distance through her binoculars. ”But from what I’ve been told, I really want to avoid getting close to that city,” she said, dropping the binoculars. She walked back around to the driver side door of the jeep and pulled it open before retrieving from inside the vehicle a folded map. Walking back around to the hood, she folded it open, laid it on top and used the binoculars to hold down one of the corners. Her fingers traced a dark line that marked the road they were on. That road split into three with one turning sharply Southward and the other two continuing west. The center line skirted around the edges of the city while the last line seemed to enter the city proper. Theyra    Reman stood by, studying the outline of the city. ”Goa Ling, I have heard of that city and I do know some about it.” He could know more on his part but his family’s library is limited on that subject. If only the wasteland was safer then he could maybe explore and see what remains in the old city. Reman thought to himself as he continued to look at the city. Then he joined up with the rest and started looking at the map. canaryrose    Gao Ling? The name rang a bell, but Chu had never paid much attention in high school history class. She did know, though, that there weren’t supposed to be cities habitable outside of Ba Sing Se. That all other places were dangerous, contaminated with the raw power of the synergy bombs they themselves had dropped on the rest of the world. She had assumed that Tu Zin might’ve proved that wrong, but… maybe there were some fundamental truths about this world. Looking at the jagged skyline in the distance and hearing Feyi’s words, Chu too thought that she’d rather not find out if anyone lived in Gao Ling today. Or any day. Passable Writer    “The sooner that we can pass the city, the better,” Vasra said, shivering despite the warmth of the day. Concrete teeth cut into the skyline, reminding her of the maw of a predatory creature. Some extinct beast from the old books that she had once read. Exit    ”I’m seeing smoke on eighty west. Hard to tell exactly what it is but it could be blocking our path or we could be dealing with something else. The road North of it will put us in the city but there are side streets we should be able to use to keep our stay short.” Theyra    “I am not sure of what to pick since I am still new to the wasteland so I will be leaving my vote up to you Feyi.” Saying with confidence as he trusted her and she knows more than he. Then a thought came to mind, ”You think Mova could be of use here to see what the smoke is Feyi? Like some recon just in case it is more than smoke?” Exit    Feyi’s eyes lit up. ”Oh yeah. Absolutely. We could get closer to about here…” She pointed to a spot on the map where the line marking the highway split into two. ”And deploy Mova. Then decide which way we’re going after we have a look. You sure the drone is going to be okay though? She’s been acting weird, you said.” Theyra    Reman sighed, ”Yeah, I know Mova is starting to glitch, but I figure that she is still useful despite her condition. It is not bad now, so I think we can risk using her.” canaryrose    “Can’t be that bad,” Chu said. “She found Feyi and then came back for us after the sandworm. Sounds like she works just fine.” Theyra    He nodded and smiled, when Chu, spoke up for Mova. ”Mova would appreciate the confidence boost.” Reman looked at the map again, scanning it and then speaking to the group. ”So, unless anyone objects to using Mova, I think we have a plan. At least up to the smoke, and well, is there anything else we missed or need to discuss?” canaryrose    Chu took a moment, looking at the map again, and then Gao Ling in the distance. There were two strategies here, two outcomes. Both were complete unknowns. It unsettled her. “Let’s see what’s up with the smoke first. Then we can decide,” she said. “I’m not keen on fucking with the synergy nightmare city over there, but if we have to, I think we can deal.”	Location. The Wilds, Westbound from Tu Zin. Time. Noon, SE+12 ___________________________.......... Canaryrose as Chu Hua vietmyke as Jin Wei and Sumire Lin Theyra as Reman Xuoshi Passable Writer as Vasra Dermok Exit as Feyi Sinoh Summary. The group takes a quick fifteen minute break at the rest stop as Feyi reviews their path ahead. Spotting a strange pillar of smoke, a decision is made to utilize MOVA to investigate it and to help determine which path forward the group should take. Prompt. The group are back on the road and the convoy continues West until they reach the junction Feyi had pointed too earlier. From there, Reman deploys Mova who scouts the source of the smoke. Not unlike the overpass of the rest stop, there is another similar overpass ahead with yet another assortment of abandoned vehicles huddled around the base. There is a little more room for vehicles to pass through, however, there just happens to be an SUV currently in the way. Judging by its outward appearance, the vehicle seems to have been only recently abandoned. There are treads on the tires that all seem to be in fair condition. It seems relatively clean and well maintained compared to the other vehicles around it that had been left to rot for 100 years. Upon closer inspection, the interior seems mostly empty. Smoke is billowing from under the hood. The SUV looks as though it could possibly be moved out of the way. There are no other paths around this blockade besides the alternate route into the city. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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The Core · Inner ChamberThe Core · Inner Chamber ____________________________________________________________________________. Jin’s return didn’t register with Nelu until he felt something pressing against his face. Something soft and pleasant smelling closed around his nose and mouth and for a brief moment, quiet panic set in when he thought something very specific was happening to him. When he finally realized that it was only a mask being fixed to his face, he immediately buried the embarrassing thought, forgetting it along with the mountains of other useless thoughts that had been piling up since his mind had been deprived of oxygen. Clean air finally found his lungs and as a clarity set in, he realized a little too late that everyone else in the room had already cleared out. The only people left were himself, a very concerned looking Jin, Hunang… and Katakuri. When the Firebender arrived, Nelu could not remember, but he knew the man was definitely standing there and not a figment of his imagination. ”Kata?” ”Hello, Nelu.” ”Wh- what is going on? What are you doing down here?” ”I’m sorry, but I was forced to choose between my duty to the LSF and my duty to my family.” Katakuri began peeling off his dinner jacket. ”I hope that when it comes time for you to decide, the choice is made easier.” ”What the hell are you talking about? What happ-” Nelu was interrupted by the sound of gunfire erupting somewhere down the hall. Though slightly muffled, Nelu knew almost immediately that it was coming from the dance floor Jin and Nelu had been in earlier. Judging by the way the bodies in the other room were moving erratically and then suddenly stopping, he also knew whoever was in there now was a serious problem for Hunang’s men. Neither Hunang nor Katakuri reacted, but a third man did enter shortly after the shooting began. Nelu recognized him as the man who had been guarding the entrance to the very chamber they were in. A large individual with short hair that had grayed with age and a face etched with his many years of life lived under Ba Sing Se. Despite the appearance of his age, his body had been well maintained and it was no wonder he was still in charge of guarding one of the more important rooms in the Core. The details of the man’s arm were also more clear in the lighting of the room. It was slightly larger than his right and although it seemed the pieces used to create the entire prosthetic were not cheap, the work done to connect them was subpar. Wires protruded from junctions that should have been tucked away and in some sections, the servos under the metal frame was visible. Visible under this tank top, it was clear that his entire left arm had been replaced and some of the metal paneling reached across his upper left chest and shoulder. ”Shao?” Hunang said without looking at the man as he approached. ”We’ve sealed the tunnel. Sonam is leading them away right now but the two Lotus agents are cutting through our men. I suggest you-...” Hunang held up a hand and simply nodded. ”We’ve done what we can. Now we prepare to meet our guests.”

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Mistress Dizzy    Deeper into the chamber, Zhen and 141 could make out Jin, who was sat beside Nelu with their hip pressed against his. They were fidgeting, restless, false-blue eyes fixed on what was ahead. Nelu on the other hand had beads of sweat on his head. He seemed slightly taxed, obvious even with the mask covering his face. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ This had gone so wrong. They were all going to die tonight, weren't they? They - No... NO... Jin breathed in slowly and carefully, savoring the deliciously clean air provided by the mask. I'm alive. Nelu is alive. There's less people… and they think I'm a Bender. I can use this. We're not out of options... The worst thing that they could do in this moment was roll over and beg in advance. Exit    ”Please. Join us.” Hunang beckoned the two in the hall and 141 began moving toward her. Fiber    There was a basic rule from training running through Zhen’s mind, one so basic no one could ever forget it: Never willingly fight an earthbender in a building structure made from bendable material. While the movement of the corridor did not confirm it entirely, her that one of the adversaries was an earthbender sky high. Immediately, she focused on the air supply ducts, those were tempting, but it was important to not let the enemy know their plan. Zhen walked slowly, carefully, letting 141 lead the way and not entering the doorway just yet, having measured how fast the room moved before. She waited until she was close and said “Where’s Chosah? I was looking forward to welcoming her into the LSF. Maybe I’ll find her to be a better student than her father.” Was she serious about what she said? It didn’t matter, so long as it served its purpose of agitating Kata. As she spoke, a small burst of data transmitted silently from Zhen to 141, the bandwith was pitiful enough to only allow a few bytes, but it could hold a simple command. “MUNITIONS” .* QUERY “YIELD” GET_PROPERTY SUM Exit    SURVEY “MUNITIONS” YIELD GREN_DISTORT IS:2 GREN_SMOKE IS:1 DISP_ADRENAL IS:1 QUERY “EQUIPMENT” GET_STATUS? Katakuri deposited a necktie on the ground on top of his dinner jacket and began pulling on the first button of his shirt. By now, his sleeves had already been rolled up past the elbows. His dress pants and dress shoes, however, were still on. ”Now that she is safe, she will be,” Katakuri replied smoothly. ”I’m only sorry I will not live to see it.” ”Kata, listen to me. Whatever happened we can fix this.” The reality of the danger Nelu was in was further clouded by his confusion. Hunang was dangerous enough on her own having the heavy advantage of her homefield. Katakuri however tipped the scales even further in her favor. But the ‘why’ he was down here and siding with Hunang was not something he could resolve. It didn’t make any sense. Then there was 141 and Zhen who had arrived right on his heels. Some small amount of relief found him when he realized that help had arrived despite everything and yet, he knew he was still missing something. ”What the hell happened? Is Chosah…?” Hunang spoke next, the tone of her voice now less than patient. ”I said, ‘join us’.” Her upturned fist was thrust into the air in front of her and then pulled under her ribs, coaxing a slab of dirt underneath Zhen an inch out of the ground before it began sliding down the corridor and taking Zhen with it. Behind Zhen, a large block of dirt was also torn out of the ground. It pulled up the concrete and metal slabs of the club floor as it tilted vertically to become a wall. It too began to slide forward as Hunang intended to seal the corridor into the chamber and everyone inside it. Mistress Dizzy    Jin froze in their fidgeting at the sight of Hunang effortlessly bending the solid dirt and concrete beneath them. Yep, this was going to be a problem. "Damn." That single word was clearly full of wonder and respect, and no small amount of fear. Fiber    The corridor was no place to be, and Zhen didn’t waste time staying in it. She ran, with airbending assisted speed, and hurtled into the chamber. Barely in the door, she leapt to the platform above, keeping an eye on Kata and the earthbender. In the middle of her jump, she twisted and flicked her arms to fire off two air blasts. Both were aimed at the earthbender, but one was angled with the aid of her remote bending to come from the side, the other came straight on, but the air wasn’t the only thing it carried. As part of the motion, she triggered the shot from the bolo launcher on her forearm, carrying the projectile forward alongside the airblast. She would need to reload before firing again, but it was worth it if it could disable an enemy early on. Hopefully, she could worry about that when she had a better view of the situation. Exit    Hunang dropped the block of dirt and leaned over to avoid the air blast hurtling toward her, but the speed with which Zhen moved caught her by surprise. Hunang’s reaction, though quick, wasn't quite fast enough to move her entirely out of the way. However, Shao next to her moved as well, reaching across Hunang with his forearm and into the path of the projectile. It caught some of the dense air but also blocked the bolas. The ball and wire wrapped itself tightly around his arm on contact. Hunang had no time to appreciate being saved, for just as she registered the bolas around Shao's arm did the second blast of air connect with her face. It felt like being punched, the force of which threw her head further to the left and her upper body sharply toward the ground. She immediately threw her left foot out to catch herself, slamming her heel into the ground with enough force to crack it. Her eyes fixed on the airbender, standing now on one of the higher raised platforms. Once upon a time, a most prized possession of hers had been displayed in that very spot. A visage of a man she had once very much admired and yet now that sacred space had become desecrated by an intruder’s very presence. Her wide eyed expression, which had always danced around the edges of unhinged, was seething. Mistress Dizzy    "This is so not my fight. Cap, how're you feeling? Any better?" They nudged him in a deliberate way. Exit    ”This is everyone’s fight now, Jin. I have to be,” Nelu replied, watching the fight unfolding quickly. He observed Hunang; both her arms were tucked under her ribs and both hands were clenched. Despite the anger clear in her eyes, she seemed to be focusing on something rather than reacting. Shao however, moved to react for her, raising the arm not ensnared and pointing a closed metal fist at Zhen. From his elbow, a small barrel appeared, but before he could do anything, his body tensed and he froze. His eyes snapped to Jin and Nelu where Nelu was now on his feet with an outstretched hand pointed in his direction. Katakuri, who was standing a few feet away from Hunang and Shao, turned his attention to who he deemed the more pressing threat. 141 had by now left the corridor and was moving swiftly toward all three in the center of the room. Katakuri knew full well that if 141 wasn’t handled now, not only was there little distance between them and it, it alone could possibly finish the fight faster than it had begun. By the time the Zhen had perched herself up on her platform, Katakuri had finished preparing his attack. ”Now!” Nelu heard Katakuri's familiar voice before he saw what was happening. Whatever confidence he had found was quickly drained from his body as he watched in dazed confusion Shao’s left arm begin to move. As if it were not attached to the frozen body it belonged to, the metal fist and the barrel connected to it turned toward Nelu. Shao struggled to smile and then closed his eyes as behind him, light streaked from Katakuri to 141 and the chamber they were all in flashed a deafening white. Katakuri had detonated the two distortion grenades and one smoke grenade on 141's chest. When the smoke finally cleared and the bright white glare faded from the eyes of those less prepared, Jin would find Nelu unconscious on the ground, a blood covered and barbed tipped wire sliding back into the arm of Shao. Zhen would see 141 buried with its arms up to its chest and Katakuri walking up to it, a thin beam of plasma or a highly concentrated blade of fire not unlike that of a blowtorch.	Location. The Core in The Underground, Ba Sing Se. Time. Late Night, SE+3 ____________________________.......... Fiber as Zhen Mistress Dizzy as Jin Exit as Tarnelu, Katakuri, Hunang and Shao _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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|@Fiber] & |@Exit] Collaboration@Fiber & @Exit Collaboration ____________________________________________________________________________. Fiber    Zhen was disoriented by the blast, like everyone else. The smoke filled the room but she remembered where Hunang had stood, and then she decided to try something bold. With her head still ringing, she jumped off the platform, and started spinning in midair. She focused her mind only on the motion, and calling up the wind around her, enveloping herself in a vortex and guided herself through the air, seeking her target. When the smoke cleared, when the disorientation went away, she had one goal and one plan: Grab Hunang by the neck and then, with the aid of vortex and gravity, send her feet off the ground and her head straight into the hard floor below. Exit    Hunang had been too focused on burying 141 that when the smoke cleared and she turned back to find Zhen, the airbender was already nearly on top of them. Hunang instinctively threw an arm up, drawing a spire of dirt out of the ground and into Zhen’s path, but the reaction was too slow. Zhen flew right over Hunang’s defense and wrapped her arms around the woman’s neck. Suddenly, Hunang’s world was spun upside down. Her feet left the ground and her head was forced down into the dirt. Contact with the ground was anything but gentle. As Hunang's head met with rock, the sound of her forehead’s impact made a sickening crack. However, her hands made contact with the floor too. The ground fragmented violently, breaking apart as both women landed in the center of what appeared to be a small crater. Hunangs body coiled into itself, her legs tucking into her chest as she rolled out of Zhen’s maneuver and into a knelt position facing away from Zhen. Again her arms were immediately tucked into her ribs, but this time there was a visible reaction in the room. Cracks in the newly formed crater, those positioned directly under Zhen, began to glow red. Then, Hunang thrust her hands up into the air, coaxing out of the ground a pillar of lava.

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|@Exit] & |@MistressDizzy] Collaboration@Exit & @Mistress Dizzy Collaboration ____________________________________________________________________________. Mistress Dizzy    The flashbangs had been a surprise. Jin had enough time to turn their head against the closest cover - Nelu himself. It wasn't quite enough to fully prevent their vision from getting distorted. Hell, their ears were still ringing. A glance told them that the Captain was still breathing. That would have to be enough for now; Jin didn't know the first thing about medical aid aside from making people need it. "Ooh, big scary cy-man." Their eyes locked onto the bruiser who had hit Nelu, cold and focused. "Thanks for showing your hand. How about I show you mine?" Hunang's crew weren't the only ones who knew how to use chaos. It had taken a bit of work to loosen it without moving their arms to actually retrieve the emergency weapon hidden under their disguise. A folding knife, with an off-white blade that gleamed in the light. The hilt was tucked neatly into Jin's palm. This was going to be difficult, but the Roach in them refused to show fear. "I coulda been home by now." They crouched low, ready to use their petite size to their advantage. And then, without hesitation, they darted forward into the fray. Exit    ”How about I send you home now, little frog,” Shao said, his smile widening as Jin began to close the distance. ”That’s right… Sonam told me who you ARE!” The last word was screamed as he swung his metal arm downward at an approaching Jin intending to crush her like a bug.

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____________________________________________________________________________. Opposite the chamber, Katakuri approached a half buried 141 and pointed his palm at the struggling beast. The small blade of fire in his hand grew rapidly, turning into a searing torch of heat perfectly shaped like a blade nearly five feet in length. Katakuri yelled in exertion, his voice drowned amidst the roar of the fire and the sound of metal splitting. Then 141 began to scream too. For the first time since any of the LSF agents had begun working together, 141’s pain could be heard as clear as anyone else's, echoing endlessly against the walls of the chamber and loud enough to be nearly as disruptive as the grenades.

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________________________________	________ _ badge # class. last. first. mid. age. gender. active.	public information._ _ 7302 C Arcturius Christopher Wells 28 Male ___________________ 7 years No federal limits. TSA expedited.		___________ _ birthplace. arms. _ _ _ magi. note.	department eyes only. Solem, Avelion______av registry.____3435098 _ ALICE standard issue 9mm handgun. Silver hollow-point munitions. Longsword. Concealment via rectangular case measuring 150cm or nearly five feet. None. The following is an excerpt from agent's intake interview: Why did you join ALICE? "It was more of an obligation to my uh... a family. I come from a long line of traditional 'hunters' as they were once known. We have a whole history of doing similar work, for better or worse. Most of us operate in Avelion where regulation is loose, but I decided to join ALICE hoping to do some actual good. It's less about the 'love of the hunt' for me." ______________________________________________

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