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My Innermost Apocalypse, Part 5 Home, Beijing, China, Penny’s Thoughts Night-time The rain was strong, if not fierce, and made seeing in what was essentially pitch black far harder. With it pelting in their faces, the two men slowly rose from the tar making up the road, Charles having...

My Innermost Apocalypse, Part 4 X-COM HQ, Siberia, Forward Labs 11:27 PM, December 6th “Hey, hey,” Charles admonished as Penny’s head started lowering itself back onto her desk. “None of that until we invent power armor.” “We already have power armor,” Penny said, somewhat sleepily. “But do...

Not really. I don't currently have access to the list anyway. As I said the first time I brought this up, they merely need to be capable of holding the dreamscape. Might be better if I ask this question: are there any psionic soldiers in particular that you wouldn't be ok with me using?

That was the plan. Of course, it kinda takes away the options for "Who's that pokemon" when I've only got about 4, which is why part of me wishes I'd done the Overseer anonymously or something. The familial connection is the default option too (Thank you George Lucas). I had to work a bit to...

My Innermost Apocalypse, Part 3 ??? ??? There was no preamble this time. It was as if her mind had gotten bored of hyping up her anxiety and went straight for the trauma. Penny ‘awoke’ to see her father sitting on a crate in front of her, mask on, cleaning a plasma sniper rifle. The room had...

So, uh, guys? You may want to read this. Just a suggestion.

Context is a glorious thing, isn't it?

That was... disturbingly nonchalant.

So, uh. I had plans for today. Good ones. Inb4 "once in a decade storm" happens. So I might be a while getting certain things done. Just a general heads up.

Got a short continuation of Penny's dreams. Whatever shall they lead to?

My Innermost Apocalypse, Part 2 ??? ??? There was the door, again. The same sounds of laughter and socialization, the same smell of wet grass and wood, the same pitter-patter of rain outside. Again, the dread washed over her, and she walked up to the door to look through the eyehole. Again...

Tempered Humilitas: Epilogue Taxor the First and Zombiesplitter53 The black-clad man fumed, waving his handgun around. “You don’t seem to understand,” he stated impatiently. “I’ve got commitments. I can’t go flying off to some hole in Siberia!” The pilot waved his hands, his eyes watching the...

Crusade, Part 4 Market District, Cairo, Egypt 10:56 AM, November 24th, 2018 Isaac exited the shopping center a few minutes later, carrying a heavy heart and a head filling with anger. He’d taken Samuel’s shotgun – he could carry it after all. Why not get a bit of poetic justice with it? Upon...

Crusade, Part 3 Market District, Cairo, Egypt 10:43 AM, November 24th, 2018 The rubble underfoot crunched as the agents walked into the shopping centre, shards of glass and pieces of concrete scattered everywhere. There were bodies, too. Some had plasma burns in them, while others looked like...

Crusade, Part 2 The “Walking Mummy Restaurant”, Cairo, Egypt 10:36 AM, November 24th, 2018 The screams were instant. Unlucky patrons who had been standing in the wrong place at the wrong time, struck down from above like some twisted act of God. The two agents coughed and spluttered as they...

Crusade, Part 1 The “Walking Mummy Restaurant”, Cairo, Egypt 10:13 AM, November 24th, 2018 Less than an hour before Operation Tempered Humilitas The Egyptian businessman chuckled as he sat down, beaming at the sole occupant of the table. “Here early?” he asked. Agent One, draped as he always...

Serenity X-COM HQ, Siberia, Forward Labs 11:23 PM, 23rd November “Surely you have some good memories,” Charles insisted. “Doesn’t matter how much you hate your family now, surely there was a time you enjoyed their presence?” Penny smiled, leaning back onto her desk. “Well there was one time I...

I concur. Marine, you should be proud of what you accomplished. Meanwhile, my deadline has arrived. What you're all in for? My own mission! Kinda. Revelations! Ruminations! Death! A joke only Pixy will get, if anyone! And a new challenger approaches! In short, my posts will blot out the sun...

Short one for you. And no, there is no second part. Not yet.

My Innermost Apocalypse, Part 1 Siberia, X-COM HQ, Civilian Quarters 7:02 AM, November 21st It was the same dream as always. Behind her, the sounds of laughing, chatting. In front of her stood a large wooden door, horribly familiar. In fact, the whole room was familiar. Penny had spent the...