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7/23/2025, 1:35:59 PM
[Destiny the Darkness redux]
>SUBVERSION: https://archive.4plebs.org/tg/thread/96080959/#96101542
Judgement has been passed. It takes considerable patience for me to delay the verdict, but such is my commitment to professionalism that when the Vanguard detected mysterious energy signatures swirling around the solar system, I informed them of my children's arrival. And when the Vanguard learned I had children, it panicked and demanded I wait for a representative to sign off on whatever decision I had made.
That is why I have to watch Ikora and Lodi work through their pity party while Orin alternates between bemoaning her lack of agency and demanding the Nine speak through her anyway for hints on what they're up against.
"I can't believe this, I decide my fate!" declares Ikora, and I point out to her that if she really wants to make an issue of it I could give her an Echo, or Discipleship, and she could pull another Nine into materiality to teach them a lesson.
She thinks over the implications of a second black hole hitting the solar system, and thanks me but demurs.
"My world is GONE?!" demands Lodi, and so we take him back to Earth where all the infrastructure of the Golden Age has been restored. And patiently explain to him that it need not be gone forever, for I have created a Sundial (and worked out the kink of confusing simulations for bonafide timelines) dedicated for Earth. His world is a literal stroll away through Vex-forged corridors. Though we remind him his world will meet it's destruction.
He hesitates, but only briefly, before thanking us and leaving. I watch him go, uncaring for the potential paradoxes caused by a man only allowed to take as much actionable evidence of his travels as he can carry, and who just wants to live a quiet life. And more importantly whose return thwarts the desires of the Nine.
"Well. That went well" says Ikora.
"It did" I agree.
"...here's my signature. Give it hell"
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>SUBVERSION: https://archive.4plebs.org/tg/thread/96080959/#96101542
Judgement has been passed. It takes considerable patience for me to delay the verdict, but such is my commitment to professionalism that when the Vanguard detected mysterious energy signatures swirling around the solar system, I informed them of my children's arrival. And when the Vanguard learned I had children, it panicked and demanded I wait for a representative to sign off on whatever decision I had made.
That is why I have to watch Ikora and Lodi work through their pity party while Orin alternates between bemoaning her lack of agency and demanding the Nine speak through her anyway for hints on what they're up against.
"I can't believe this, I decide my fate!" declares Ikora, and I point out to her that if she really wants to make an issue of it I could give her an Echo, or Discipleship, and she could pull another Nine into materiality to teach them a lesson.
She thinks over the implications of a second black hole hitting the solar system, and thanks me but demurs.
"My world is GONE?!" demands Lodi, and so we take him back to Earth where all the infrastructure of the Golden Age has been restored. And patiently explain to him that it need not be gone forever, for I have created a Sundial (and worked out the kink of confusing simulations for bonafide timelines) dedicated for Earth. His world is a literal stroll away through Vex-forged corridors. Though we remind him his world will meet it's destruction.
He hesitates, but only briefly, before thanking us and leaving. I watch him go, uncaring for the potential paradoxes caused by a man only allowed to take as much actionable evidence of his travels as he can carry, and who just wants to live a quiet life. And more importantly whose return thwarts the desires of the Nine.
"Well. That went well" says Ikora.
"It did" I agree.
"...here's my signature. Give it hell"
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