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7/16/2025, 5:28:29 AM
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T H E A G E N T A W A I T S, booms Jupiter, as the others turn (or do something analogous to turning) to face me. C O N V I N C E H I M O F T H E A B S O L U T E N E C E S S I T Y O F O U R C A U S E
You could sooner - sprout wings and fly from this cradle, retorts Venus. What do - you wish from us, Lone Wolf?
we offer you limitless weapons|DLC + a new transmog|state of being, adds Uranus.
"I am unimpressed by your theatrics and empty promises, and you are unimpressed by events confined by linear time. Let's cut past the timelocks and discuss what data may leak from future to past. You intend to make Ikora the new Emissary"
her oft-cited potential = realised in our grasp, claims Neptune.
"And you're afraid of an entity known as the Astronomer"
All of them go silent. .lets not get carried away say I no want trouble, says the Sun.
"You know what I did to your would-be pawns. You have tried and failed to regain control of my timeline. You want to be the latest fools on the block, pretending you can control paracausality even as you dip your tendrils in it and experiment with making those empowered by Light and Darkness? So be it. Either you'll fail and the Guardians will go home with your trinkets in their lootboxes, or you'll succeed and I'll pick up the slack"
"But" I add, "if ANY of this comes back to harm the Traveller, I'll show you exactly what I did to your kind to reformat humanity in my image"
At a gesture, cosmic ice creeps over dark matter tendrils. At a gesture, strands pierce and twist whorls of dark matter. At a gesture, something unseen starts severing intricate acausal connections. The Nine recoil from conflict, because any pain they experience is experienced forever. They sputter assurances and pleas that all will be well, while slinging more offers my way.
"Don't. Fuck. This. Up" I threatened the acausal hoops of dark matter.
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T H E A G E N T A W A I T S, booms Jupiter, as the others turn (or do something analogous to turning) to face me. C O N V I N C E H I M O F T H E A B S O L U T E N E C E S S I T Y O F O U R C A U S E
You could sooner - sprout wings and fly from this cradle, retorts Venus. What do - you wish from us, Lone Wolf?
we offer you limitless weapons|DLC + a new transmog|state of being, adds Uranus.
"I am unimpressed by your theatrics and empty promises, and you are unimpressed by events confined by linear time. Let's cut past the timelocks and discuss what data may leak from future to past. You intend to make Ikora the new Emissary"
her oft-cited potential = realised in our grasp, claims Neptune.
"And you're afraid of an entity known as the Astronomer"
All of them go silent. .lets not get carried away say I no want trouble, says the Sun.
"You know what I did to your would-be pawns. You have tried and failed to regain control of my timeline. You want to be the latest fools on the block, pretending you can control paracausality even as you dip your tendrils in it and experiment with making those empowered by Light and Darkness? So be it. Either you'll fail and the Guardians will go home with your trinkets in their lootboxes, or you'll succeed and I'll pick up the slack"
"But" I add, "if ANY of this comes back to harm the Traveller, I'll show you exactly what I did to your kind to reformat humanity in my image"
At a gesture, cosmic ice creeps over dark matter tendrils. At a gesture, strands pierce and twist whorls of dark matter. At a gesture, something unseen starts severing intricate acausal connections. The Nine recoil from conflict, because any pain they experience is experienced forever. They sputter assurances and pleas that all will be well, while slinging more offers my way.
"Don't. Fuck. This. Up" I threatened the acausal hoops of dark matter.
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