But the thing activated.
And it began to move directly at Taylor, and began to enter her mouth, then there was a primal yell that managed to woke up her parents.
-In a restaurant a Blond man began to speak to himself.
????: Interesting so soon, well little girl expect to recive visits, from me, and my competition, hope you enjoy your gift, I know it was your work.
????: This time it was not my work fallen angel, niether of my Lord.
Then a man in a red suit, and in a weelchair spoke.
????: I think it may have been something to do with the humans, what was your aim in giving something like that to child?
????: She will need it.
and the blond man leaves the restaurant.
????: I will also leave, human be careful, the worst enemies are the ones that hide with your firends, and family.
That pressence also leaves the restaurant.
????: Then I will have the need to present myself to the little girl, but first.
The man took a cellphone, called 911, before he left the restaurant, when he was outside he summoned a Pixie.
????: Go help this girl, Pixie.
Pixie: Ok.
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Spoiler: Crossover
Worm/Shin Megami Tensei Nocturne.
In a Family Way
(Автор: volantredx)
'Weird,' Vicky decided. 'Was a subjective concept.'
Ask her six weeks ago and she would have said seeing her mom and sister simle over breakfast was weird. Now? She was just glad they weren't making out. Or having Amy sit on mom's lap to eat. They did that once. It would have been cute if it was literally any two other people. Today they were gratefully simply sitting and eating, and shooting glances at each other, cute smiles on their faces.
After a particularly long glance that must have communicated something, because her mom cleared her throat, and turned to face Vicky. "Victoria, Amy and I have something important to tell you. It might, no it will change things around here."
"You guys gonna do it with the door open?" Vicky teased cutting another piece of her waffle. "Because given how thin the walls are that's the only way I'd know more than I do already."
"I'm pregnant," Amy said. Vicky's fork clattered to her plate.
"WHAT?!?!"
"Victoria, lower you voice."
"Buh, but how? When? Who?" Vicky's head whipped between her mom and sister in confusion.
"Well to answer in reverse, Carol, about a week ago. As for the how..." Amy trailed off and shoot a look at their mom, who blushed and looked down at her plate. "Let's just say that life finds a way."
"No, fuck that, you're both girls. Mom couldn't have knocked you up." Was it just Vicky or was it harder to breath all of the sudden?
"Fine, let's just say that I can make so mom is less of a girl. I could go into detail if you want but given how you normally don't want to talk about it..."
Vicky just made a face. She really, really didn't need to know that.
"Victoria, I know this is going to be a big adjustment."
"HA! No moving to a new house is a big adjustment, going to college is a big adjustment. Finding out your sister gave your mom a magic dick to make a baby with is...I don't even know what you'd call that."
"Victoria!" Her mom scolded. "There is no need to be crass."
"This from Miss 'fuck-me-harder-nurse'? Paper thin walls mom."
Her mom blushed deeply, looking away from Vicky. "Yes, well, that umm time and place is all."
Vicky rolled her eyes, she'll count that as a win.
"Please don't hate us." Amy's soft voice shocked Vicky.
"What?"
"I know you don't like me and mo-Carol being together. I get it. It's super weird, but I'm happy, and I want this baby, but I don't think I could handle it if you hated us."
"I don't," Vicky protested making a point to meet both of their eyes. "You're right, it's weird for me, but after dad, and all that happened after...you guys seem happy. That's the important thing. You guys are my family. A little screwed up and a little...closer than I'd think is normal, but my family nonetheless. I love you guys, and I'll love my new...sister. All I ask is two things."
"Name them."
"First, I want to be there when you tell aunt Sarah. I want to see the look on her face." They looked at each other and nodded. "Two can you guys please, please try and keep it down? Or maybe look into ball gags? I really don't need to know how much fun you're having at night." 'Especially since I haven't gotten laid seen Dean passed.'
"We'll try and keep that in mind" Amy promised flushing red.
"Good," Vicky pulled them both into a hug. Weird was definitely a subjective concept.
Trouble In The Family
(Автор: Mr_John)
"Yeah, and you may want to start knocking on your cousins doors before you enter. They're taking family bonding to the next level."
For a moment there was silence. I stared at Tattletale. Tattletale looked at me. Skitter stood in place quietly, holding my squirming sister-who was blushing and looking contemplative?
"Nope. Fuck this. I'm done." And with that, I turned right around and marched for the exit.
"Wait! Vicky! Don't-" I whirled, one finger coming out to point at Amy accusingly.
"No. Don't even try this shit. I am fucking done with this crap. Dad's run off with his gay lover, my cousins are screwing each-other, and I have to listen to you get rammed into the mattress every! Single! Night! 'Oh, Carol, more! Please ram me harder! Vicky doesn't need to sleep, these paper-thin walls were a great idea! Yeah!' Fuck, after some of the shit I heard, I bet you're getting off on being held by a cape with that kind of costume!"
Amy closed her mouth and glanced away, but the intense blush on her cheeks was answer enough. Skitter looked down, stared at the fearful-yet-hopeful face of my baby sister, and said "Yeah, I can't take this either."
And let Amy go.
Then she started to join me on my march towards the exit. It took a few seconds of gaping to realize that yes, she was serious.
"Hey, I'm Skitter. It turns out that two of my teammates regularly have threesomes with the little sister of one of them, Lisa really likes to talk down to people and doesn't have the decency to keep her masturbation private, my dad is a weapons fetishest and has this weird love-triangle thing going on with Miss Militia and Bakuda, my mom was secretly Lustrom's gay lover and Lustrom is, and I quote, "Just waiting for your daughter to grow up, Annette, she looks like she'll be a really fierce kitty in the sack! Rowr!" Oh, and my high school tormentors really just wanted me to man the fuck up and dominate them. For a literal value of 'man the fuck up', given all the fake mustaches I find slid into my backpack and locker."
Then she stuck out her hand to shake. I stared at her, then her hand. Finally, with a growing smile, I took it, and used it to pull my new best— and more importantly, sane— friend into a shoulder-hug. Then I steered us towards the exit.
"So, how do you feel about dinners that don't end with some sort of dramatic revelation or family members very nearly having sex on the table?"
"I don't get them nearly enough to have a solid opinion, but that sounds nice. Have you ever managed to date someone who didn't turn out to secretly be your long-lost brother, sister, secretly a cape, secretly a Case 53 or an Endbringer?"
"Oh man, I wish. Turns out Dean was a pedophile, and he could never quite get over my chest, so he ended up telling me that he could no longer deny his true self before prancing off into the sunset with Missy. Who had a whip."
As the two chatted on their way out the bank door, they left Panacea and Tattletale behind. They coughed and glanced at each-other. The silence was extremely awkward.
"....Want me to tie you up and taunt you with all of the horrible secrets of your family and degrade you for being so deviant as to have sex with your adopted mother?"
"Oh god yes."
We All Become (Transistor)
(Автор: Mr_John)
"You know, there's something incredibly wrong with the girl who wants to be a hero getting the sword that kills Parahumans and makes a weapon out of their powers, right?"
I sighed. The rain was pouring hard, and my jacket was soaked nearly clear through. Only the weather and the late night kept anyone from noticing the blue glow coming from the mouth of the alley I was hiding in, crouched under a fire escape for the limited escape from the water.
"I mean, come on, there had to be something more fitting out there somewhere. I'm sorry you had to be stuck with me, Tay." I frowned and knocked sharply on the flat of the blade, right over the red 'eye.'
"Hey! I'll stop it with the bad feeling stuff if you don't tap the glass. It echoes, Tay." Despite myself, I couldn't hold in the grin. It only lasted for a second before a gust of wind slapped me in the face, sending a shiver through my bones. I could almost hear my teeth chattering, and I hugged the giant glowing blade closer to myself, both for the protection from the wind and the feeling of comfort it gave.
"...I'm gonna try something, okay? Don't freak out." And with that, the sword gleamed. For a moment, the feeling of red and power washed over me.
Then the the sword began to glow. It grew warm, and my shivers slowly died away. I patted it, before deciding that just a pat was far too little to show my appreciation. I leaned down and laid a gentle kiss against the cross guard, my lips coming away warmer for the contact.
"You're welcome, Tay. I'll keep this up all night, and warn you if anybody comes by. In the morning, you can leave me here and go find some food. We'll get out of town the next night, alright?"
Smiling, I shook my head. A smooth chuckle came from the sword.
"Still determined to stay here and make a difference, huh? You remind me a lot of another girl, Tay. She refused to give up, too."
I nodded once, still smiling— right up until a jaw-cracking yawn escaped my throat. I blinked a few times; with the warmth, the alley didn't seem so bad. I was struggling to keep my eyes open.
"It's okay to rest, Tay. I'll keep you safe, don't worry. Here, I know what'll help; I'll sing you to sleep." The sound of a sword clearing it's throat seemed like a good riddle question, but in fact it just sounded like a regular guy clearing his throat.
"When you speak I hear silence
Every word a defiance
I can hear, oh, I can hear"
The smooth rumble echoing up from beneath my cheek was soothing. I closed my eyes for a moment, just to better listen to the performance.
"Think I'll go where it suits me
Moving out to the country
With everyone, oh, everyone
Before we all become one"
It isn't the best lullaby, but the gentle tone of the voice was soothing anyway.
"You tell yourself that you're lucky
Lying down never struck me
As something fun, oh, any fun"
And so I drift off to sleep in the rain, curled up around a glowing blue sword in a dirty alleyway. So very different from last week.
Last week. Heh. Seemed like a whole different era. It turns out life changes when you kill someone, villain or no.
"Stabbing pain for the feeling
Now your wound's never healing
'Til you're numb, oh, it's begun
Before we all become one"
Still, this was how things would be, from now on. If I couldn't be a hero, well, I'd just have to do my best to help my city before I was forced to move on.
"Stop grieving, start leaving
Before we all become one"
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Spoiler: Plot
I just finished Transistor. Great game. Thought that a crossover to Worm could actually work pretty well. Basic idea is that the sword eats 'traces,' which are left behind when a person dies, and turns them into powers/abilities. In Worm, I translated that to mean that when the sword killed a Parahuman or ate the trace left behind in the location a parahuman died (limited to a few minutes max, probably, if I don't cut that out altogether and make it absorb a 'trace' through the direct killing blow only.) it develops a power based on the parahuman in question.
The actual plot goes a little like this; Taylor triggers, and either makes or materializes the Transistor blade. If she made it, it might be interesting to allow her to make Processes as well since the two are so inherently linked. The story as-is would just focus on Taylor and the Transistor, so I'd probably just make it so that she can only summon and maybe de-summon the sword.
Anyway, she tries to be a hero anyway. She has some basic skill with a sword transferred to her, and a friend, which is pretty sweet. She goes out and kills Lung. And loses her secret identity in the process. (Or so she thinks.)
That is a very big no-no. Lung did not have a kill order. She panics. Neither she not the sword have any clue that the PRT would use this to force her into the awards rather than jail, due to Armsmaster's bungling, so they run. Armsy showed up on-scene and found a girl staring at the monster she just beheaded, and he understandably gets upset when she refuses to drop the weapon. Taylor, on the other hand, just murdered a slightly ramped-up Lung because she was freaking out and went for the neck. Armsmaster attempts to detain Taylor, Taylor isn't comfortable with any of this, and Armsmaster names her once his facial scanner matches her profile to a Winslow student; her shitty 'costume' basically just a taped-down hoodie, was burned in the fight. He names her in a misguided attempt to keep her from fleeing; force her to face him there or face him at home, and he thinks she'll stay and try to bargain/talk. He misjudged.
Not sure where to take it from there. The run from the PRT wouldn't last long, since they really aren't trying to arrest her and they'd get that across in short order once they encounter her, but I might end up leading her into killing another villain, then another, and so on in a horrible spiral. She kills a villain, other villains think she's aiming to kill them and fight seriously, Taylor has to fight seriously in return and ends up killing them which makes other villains even warier of her, but she isn't willing to give up on helping her town. Ect.
Mostly good as a one-shot. I really like to think about Taylor/Transistor interactions, though. Could be really heartwarming.
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Spoiler: How Transistor got in BB
The entities visited the world of Cloudbank. It became one of the worlds that was harvested for Tinker shards and the like. The original transistor was destroyed, but another copy was made and linked to a shard in order to be handed out as a power due to it's unique properties.
