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𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎-𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.

"𝙵𝚞𝚌𝚔..." 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝙼𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕'𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛, 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚘𝚐𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚑, 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎. "𝚆𝚞𝚝... 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙸'𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚢, 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 '𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍?" 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚢𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚖, 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚣𝚣 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚎. 𝙰𝚕𝚎𝚡 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗-𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚎.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗. "𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚐 '𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚙, 𝚕𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝." 𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢. "𝚈𝚊' 𝚜𝚎𝚎-𝚍𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊! 𝙳𝚎'𝙰𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚐𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚗!" 𝚢𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚗, 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚗, 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗!

"𝚂𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎.. 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚠𝚍." 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚂𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌. "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 ,𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜? 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚊𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘-"

𝟷𝟶𝟷, 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕, 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢. 𝙼𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚄 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎.

"𝙽𝚘𝚠, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎?"

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There is ecstasy in pain, most haven't found it yet but it found Alex Meyer. Buvelle is an Aeon who has fallen from the sky some time ago, picky of who it chooses it needed a host to corrupt and fill with hatred, vitae, and more. The Meyer bloodline was found to be purchased in Buvelle's layered schemes. The Aeon is a trickster by nature, a sinner by virtue, and carries the demeanor of a new god. How and why this Aeon fell hard into the ground from the kingdom it once called home is still uncertain, it's taken a liking to Alex's innocence to mold him into the perfect soldier. Not one loyal to the resistance, but to the Aeon as the trickster's goal is unclear he is often thwarted of any real harm from Elowen and Yue's 'unasked for guidance.' So the Aeon slumbers, ready to manifest on the next instance of rage or revenge. Its powers consist of darkness, chaotic energy and an untapped power, in his worship Buvelle demands only the mischievous, sinful, and merciless follow his calling for they shall be granted access to a greater eternal enlightenment whatever that may be.

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Ever thought you were something? The be-all to end all hot shit that wouldn't wipe off the boot of your enemy that stud or hero that everyone could rely on. The shining star in the night, a savior when one called for it? That is what Alex ever wanted to be, growing up in a desolate harsh reality: in this world, change came from within. Quite literally, as a young man, Alex got what he wanted he was groomed to be that hero. Things change when you are treated like a guinea pig, and Alex was a volatile one always prone to lash out and reject fate even when it offered him its slender, soft hand. He was a stubborn Soldier, but one that would meld and bond with Buvelle. There was a dark energy shared with the Aeon he called his. Being a servitor of life and power was all he was, a host and conductor for change in the eyes of the rebellion. No one ever asked if he agreed, nay he was just a useful tool one placated where it was possible. Nothing could hold back his rage, his corruption, or the sheer power Buvelle gave that young boy. He oozed potential, both sides of the conflict could smell it the Harlot more so.

That power was something that could be controlled, and early in to his ten-year stint as a Soldier, the egg heads up on high and stuck Alex with her. Elowen, she was something he was not. Beautiful, deadly, and a vixen but more importantly she was the light to his dark the balance to his chaos. It had been engineered that way, long before they had ever met. Normal people would call it love, or soulmates but being paired to someone he could relate to all along brought out the better side of our dashing rogue. Those three stripes as a Sergeant were all he knew, he was subordinate to her there was a science behind it. She could always find him, and calm him down and he could always hold out until she came. He was her guardian and she was his tactician. Together the pair were equally lethal, and the resistance's best-kept secret. Until, now.

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The Envenomed: Military Science Fiction Deniable Operations

What could Kleo do?

In times like these, it required skill, precision, and grit to take out evil floating aliens of 'fuck you' and otherwise. Especially in a space station that was floating and existing in space when it ought to be nuked took away from the fact, according to the last human this way of buttfuck that maybe she should hold fire. So the operator held her ground with her team leader she didn't kinda really like and the squid lady who she grew a more secret yet covert friendship - shit was blooming ok? The young woman held back a sigh, SMG at the ready she got ready to move.

It was a shock, Kleo following orders and listening. A curious Eveonemd might think the creature got ahold of her mind, or was she in her element? Did the witch have a trick up her sleeve with the occult?"

"Never let them know what your next move is, the occult works off dead gods and demons. The human mind is uncontrolled, never let them get control." -Dr. Hunter Powell

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@BunniesOfDoom@Andreyich you goons still interested?

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If more people show up, sure

The Evenomed: Violent Military SciFi Action Across A Post-War Expanse

This still open?

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