With this, I decree the separation of mind and will, the parting of human nature.
With this, I return the choice of thought to the people.
With this I sever gods from highest control.
May our choices remain ours forevermore.
-Jaus Avandaer, “Establishment of the Nether”
24-15
The Tapestry (II)
The ghosts settled into Avo’s Soul as if an anchored chain. The other incoming splinters remained outbound from his vicinity like rungs to ladder trailing upward to baseline reality, and though they intersected with his tattered cyclers, they remained unaffected aside from bounds of added interference.
The noise, however, was not comparable to static. Rather, it was an intrusion of thoughts, of beliefs instilled to feed a Heaven, to nourish a god. Each of his grafted Heavens sang with the potency of belief. Stripped of ego, the sacrifices within his cyclers were devoid of self-perception–of accretions or thoughtstuff–but there was a single unifying weight that called to them all.
Faith.
Shared faith in a common divinity. Shared faith in the divinity’s canons and contradictions, shared faith unshakeable, unchangeable, immutable.
At least until the next update arrived.
Flashing errors painted the interior of his broken Frame with warning icons as his Soulfire grew bright around his intruding splinters.
UNKNOWN [CONSTRUCT] DETECTED!
UNKNOWN [CONSTRUCT] DETECTED!
UNKNOWN [CONSTRUCT] DETECTED!
As more warnings ignited around him, his perception shifted as mem-data from his cog-feed began to boot. The screaming warnings promptly doubled as his ghosts grew confused as to where he was and how to navigate the incomprehensible chaos of his Frame. Avo dismissed all the errors with a thought and directed his attention to baseline reality.
Channeling his awareness across his splinters, Avo waited for existence beyond his Frame to manifest. Seconds passed. Interference and intrusive glimpses into the inner mythologies of his Heavens spilled over, but finally, a window formed in his mind’s eye as a Skimmer painted the world into shape with a pulse.
His haemokinetic tower remained undamaged, but his cyclers were swinging outward like whipping tendrils. As they swept through the enclave, he watched as minds were shattered by the hundreds–ephemeral cognitions unsuited for witnessing the full nature of divinity unveiled.
Avo winced. He had a great many egos to restore if he could mend his Frame. Speaking of which, he needed to figure something out soon. With each passing moment, his collapse approached its limit, and what lay beyond that was a mystery better left unanswered.
COMPLETE TEMPORAL COLLAPSE - 28%
[Alright, consangs,] Chambers said, speaking to the other templates as he studied Avo’s cyclers. [Shit’s all kinds of fucked; these dragons are looking more like shredded socks than temporal noodles. Maybe we just gotta eject them or something.]
[Then how’s he supposed to resurrect, genius,] Abrel replied. [Jaus, Avo, you’re a thaumaturgic fuckery magnet. What you’re going through right now… I’m no Agnos, but I doubt even seasoned ontologist will know what to make of this. This kind of thing requires a dedicated wing of Agnosi and a couple of decades.]
Avo grunted with annoyance. Emotions and sensations were trickling back into him, filling his mind with more color than the blandness within a Soul. We have minutes. Maybe.
[Have you tried grafting and ungrafting them again?] Shadow-4 suggested. Almost every template within Avo–including the other Incubi–responded with sneers and curses. [Hey. Works for my Meta.]
Yeah, Avo sighed as he watched his temporal collapse percentage climb. Wish it was a broken Meta. Could fix that–
SOUL DETECTED
Another signature entered the periphery of Avo’s awareness and he realized who they were instantly. Draus. Seizing her Frame with his Soulfire, he kept her at a distance, away from the lashing vectors of his broken cyclers while directing splinters over to establish a connection. Fire and ghosts danced to his will, and over in the real, thought he saw a flash of Kae looking nervously at him. At the Agnos’ feet was a large, decapitated body.
[Wasn’t gonna just let you die with my guns inside you,] template-Draus remarked.
That wasn’t the only reason she came, but Avo found it better to let it be for now. He could insult her later. Bleed and murder each other properly to celebrate the joys of survival. Right now, he needed to…
Kae.
He wanted to talk with Kae.
Another chain of ghosts immediately speared out from him, left the orbit of his Soul and sailed through the real. Connections with Regular and Agnos were established near synchronously as two notes of differing surprise greeted him.
+Avo?+ Kae said, startled.
+Great,+ Draus said. +Got ghosts inside you now.+
He wasted no time on chitchat, and worked to forward his memories over to them. As he tried to manifest his mindscape, however, he found his Metamind actively glitching, struggling with the disconnection presented by his Frame. Activating an Auto-Seance required him to be at baseline, he supposed – symmetry striking once again.
+Cyclers ruptured,+ Avo said. +Overloaded from paradox; Rend. Need solutions.+
Kae’s mind droned with a stunned buzz as she struggled to process everything at once. It was as Abrel said: even an experienced Agnos might be unable to contend with the matters currently assailing him, but he still trusted Kae’s instincts more than his own.
[Might be a good time to consider burning her too if you can,] Corner muttered. [Might make this faster.]
The thought was more than tempting, but Kae’s response quelled his desire before it could burgeon. +I have no idea how… Avo, you should be dead. The only possible explanation–I–your cyclers rupturing likely saved you. Kept entropy from tearing your ego apart. Right now… I have… have you tried to replace–+
+Yes. Tried putting in new cyclers. Can’t. Were damaged by temporal entropy. Also have another problem.+
COMPLETE TEMPORAL COLLAPSE - 35%
+Oh no,+ Kae squeaked.
Another voice stacked within her chimed. +Fuck me, is this what the inside of a Frame looks like? It’s very… fiery.+
+Marlowe?+ Avo asked. +Still here?+
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+Never left. Basically spent all day letting the Agnos here give me a mental piggyback ride. So. Shit’s all kinds of fucked huh, consang?+
And evermore did the resemblance between her and Chambers grow. +Suppose so.+
+Okay! Okay!+ Kae cleared her mind and focused. Concepts and memories accelerated through her awareness, her thoughts were a hailstorm, estimations, theories, and decisions forming and breaking in a traveling chain. Her sequence came alight like glinting scars within her mindscape, and the brainstorm ended almost in a sudden instant. +You have other Frames. Other Souls.+
+Yes?+ Avo said. He might just know where she was going with this.
+See if you can transfer–+ Chambers and Dice promptly burst up the tower’s stairs in the real. Avo reached out to link with their minds too. +--your cyclers to another Soul. The Rend–it should all be contained within your cyclers. Somehow. Agh, doesn’t make any sense. Probably because of the internaliz–ah! Just try it first!+
He was already acting before her prompting. Producing a Soul obtained taken from a fallen Seeker, Avo pushed past the perimeter of his Liminal Frame and commanded his ontology to ungraft his damaged cyclers.
ERROR!
ONTOLOGY COMPROMISED!
->WOUNDMOTHER->CYCLER
->GALESLITHER->CYCLER
->TECHPLAGUER->CYCLER
->ARSENALIST->CYCLER UNGRAFTING WILL HAVE A [100%] CHANCE OF TRIGGERING IMMINENT TOTAL TEMPORAL COLLAPSE
COMPLETE TEMPORAL COLLAPSE - 40%
It was at this moment that he connected to Chambers and Dice. The latter merely regarded the situation with a faint sense of worry. The thought of losing Avo triggered a reflexive knotting inside the girl–a sensation she vaguely shared with Draus–-but aside from that, she remained ever the silent observer.
Chambers, however, was never one to keep his thoughts to himself. +Damn, Avo, your shit’s looking all kinds of fucked.+
[Feels like I’m diving in a re-run of an old vic,] Lip deadpanned.
+Kae,+ Avo sighed.
+I know. I saw! I saw! Why–Avo, you–+ A series of frustrated vocalizations that couldn’t quite be constituted as speech whistled out from the Agnos’ mind. +Okay, new ideas! New ideas! Come to me, new ideas!+
+Well, uh,+ Chambers began, trying to hell.
+SHUT UP, CHAMBERS!+ Kae screeched. The man stopped thinking. There was a thing to be said about how the Agnos handled pressure, and that thing to be said was that it made her a hyper-anxious wreck. +Okay. Idea. Think. Case studies… t-the Thalamar Collapse.+ Her mind choked with frustration. +Of course, everyone died in that one. Not the best case.+
COMPLETE TEMPORAL COLLAPSE - 46%
+So,+ Draus said, speaking to Avo as Kae chanted to herself in the background, +talk didn’t go so well, huh?+
+Your High Seraph is an insane faither.+
+Got the memories. That was… somethin’.+
+Something,+ Avo replied, dryly. +Stuck her own father in the Ladder. Tried to make him some kind of…+
+Instructor God,+ Draus finished. The thought actually made her shudder with amusement. +Shit. Just imagin’ one of my old drillmasters makin’ it up the Ladder. Boot for everyone. Get ambushed before you wake up. Bless yourself and be worthy by killin’ this here nu-dog. Good times.+
Unsurprisingly, Draus was exactly the type of person to be unfazed by a psychotic warrior god trying to kill her every day. It made Avo wonder if she would’ve been happier born an eon ago, when blood flowed like lubricant and wars came and went with the seasons.
+World’s kinda fucked up, ain’t it?+ Draus asked.
+Regretting your service to the High Seraph?+ Avo said.
Draus paused. +Just found her… too damn human. All the shit she’s worried about. All that desire for humanity to rise, for everyone to live up to her ideals. Reminds me more of a worried owner than an actual master. But she believes what she believes, and I ain’t part of her design no more.+
+She knows of you. Spoke of you.+
+Yeah? Don’t make no difference now. She’s got her Soul and I got mine. And I don’t think I quite cotton to that paradise she’s planning. Don’t think there’s a place for a Reg there. Don’t sound like a place where she’ll let us go to war. And what else are we for? What else?+ Another pause escaped Draus. +See my worth better now. See it in her words. I know I ain’t a person. Things are missing in me. Missin’ in the Regs. Might just be why she’s so willin’ to spend us. Blessed be the worthy. But not their weapons. Not their tools.+
+Sorry,+ Avo said.
+Nah. Don’t matter. The way it is. Back then, I just wanted to die for something worthwhile. Think most of my like would still be fine with it, just so long as there’s none of us left in the end. If every Reg dies before paradise arrives, then our lives are well spent. Difference made. That’s the weight that comes with bein’ a solider. The end’s like livin’ no sense in hating it. Just a destination. Flechette leaves gun. Flechette hits target. Flechette finds its stop.+
COMPLETE TEMPORAL COLLAPSE - 52%
Kae continued to struggle. As did Avo’s templates. But here he was speaking to Draus, and finding that he didn’t mind. He realized what the Regular was trying to do–was trying to convey to him. If he attached more humanity to his ego, he might just feel touched.
+Don’t want to die,+ Avo said, speaking to Draus’ subtext. +Still too much to do. Still have a war to fight. Still have colors to see. Not done.+
+Nobody dies done, consang,+ Draus said. +There’s always somethin’ left. Or someone left. Our actions might be the only thing we got in the end. Actions and memories. All that other shit? Beliefs? Wants? That’s not for you anymore. If you can make it yours, it’s just a delusion. Just a dream.+
+Very Zein of you.+
+Old sow’s got her points. The voiders been talkin’ to me some. Showin’ me things about the past. About the world that was. Hated it. No point to me there. But that might just be the point. We were born in the here and now to act here and now and die here and now. No need to lament. No need to think about what is or what could be. We ain’t special. But we can still burn while we were here. And you burned. Burned bright. Burned real godsdamn bright.+
+Still burning,+ Avo replied, even as his collapse progressed another two percent. There was something to be done here. Something. +Don’t worry. Will give you the Arsenalist back if there’s nothing to do before the end. If I can figure out how. Commit an act of terrorism on Omnitech for me.+
Draus barked a laugh. +Synced on that, consang. And… thanks. For Ensouling me.+
+Still owe me another fight.+
+We’ll talk about your next death after you manage to wiggle your way out of this one.+
+Okay! Okay! New idea! Maybe!+ Somehow, Kae sounded winded from thinking, but as the leftover strain of her conceptualization sank into Avo, his response went from incredulity to understanding. +Your ontologics. They’re trapped. Trapped around fraying cycles of time. If we let this collapse, if the temporal breach happens, sections of your ego and the various Heavens will likely… go in different temporal directions.+
Chambers gasped. +What does that mean?+
+I have no idea, but Avo will likely be dead or worse, and his Heavens may re-emerge across different points in the future or be unmade by the past.+
“N-nonexistence,” the Woundmother squealed, bloody tendrils shivering as it clung harder to its cycler. “No… no. There are too many structures I haven’t finished. There are towers I haven’t built, patterns I need to sup, a size–”
“There is a destination for all, red one,” the Fardrifter said, no longer struggling, voice calm though its body was still a torrential gale.
“What about the CHILDREN?” the Techplaguer said, sounding despondent. “Who will protect the CHILDREN? Who will uphold the PROTOCOLS! Query: Sleeper. Speak to us. Speak to us. Give the ADMINISTRATOR salvation. Speak to us.”
Interjecting, Kae spoke once more. +So, Avo, do you remember how the Techplaguer had parts of its mythology exposed? All the different threads forming existence’s pattern? The tapestry?+
+Yes,+ Avo replied, curious where the Agnos was going with this.
+I want you to see if you can dive into it. Access it. Go… even deeper. Into the compromised aspect of your Heaven of Signals.+
Silence fell over everyone.
The Techplaguer’s bent frame groaned as it shifted, pointing its antennae at Kae. “What?”
The Agnos gave an exhausted sigh. +It’s… your Frame is ruptured. Your stability is compromised, but your Heavens are still intact. Normally, the tapestry is raw chaos. Impossible to sort because the nature of totality, but the cycler of your subrealities spilling out into the real… Maybe… we can find a way to disentangle your broken aspects internally… or build a funnel to direct the Rend back over into your Hells again. And then eject it. As released god rather than a Heaven. The temporal collapse might still proceed, but… it won’t be you. It will just be your ontologics.+
Another moment of silence.
The Woundmother began struggling even harder, desperately fighting to tighten the cycler around itself. “TELL THE ORACLE TO COME UP WITH ANOTHER PLAN, MASTER! ANOTHER PLAN!”
UPDATE TO CHARACTER SHEET SOON
Ontologics
In effect after 19-12
Ghosts - [26,562,372]
Liminal Frame (V) - 23,871 THAUM/c
User: Avo
Heaven/Hell: [Woundmother] - 10,002 THAUM/c
Heaven
->Domain: (Blood)
->Canon: Haemokinesis (IV) - All blood in user’s area of influence can be controlled; speed and force experience exponential increases with each ton of force controlled
->Hubris: Central pillar of the Heaven must remain 80 tons; each ton of non-central mass controlled increases thaumic and Rend-based demands (5%)
->Canon: Linger - User can eject constructs shaped from their blood; each construct generated accrues Rend based on design and size
->Hubris: Central pillar of the Heaven must remain 80 tons; each ton of non-central mass controlled increases thaumic and Rend-based demands (5%; x2 backlash)
->Canon: Sanguinity’s Reign (IV) - A building haemokinetic storm continuously expands from the user, spreading their area of influence (without limitations) as far as the storm can metaphysically expand; generates more Rend the larger the area it takes up
->Hubris: Attempting to move and alter more than 80 tons of matter without constituting a central construct will result in thaumic backlash (20%)
->Canon: Exsanguinating Helix - Allows the user to instill an exsanguinating effect in a piece of matter, causing it to drain all the blood its mass can contain when in contact with a non-user designated entity; the larger the object instilled, the higher the Rend
->Hubris: If the object is destroyed, thaumic backlash will be inflicted (15%)
->Domain: (Matter)
->Canon: Alchemization (V) - The user can subsume and channel and combine the properties of 108 fragments of physical matter through their blood; the limit of fragments channeled can be increased at the cost of thaumic and Rend-based demands.
->Hubris: Any attempts to subsume gaseous or liquid matter will incur backlash. (12%)
->Canon: Remembrance of Matter (V) - The user can memorize the traits of all physical matter they subsume at a hundredth of the thaumic cost; the matter they memorized can be assembled and blended before a construct is formed
->Hubris: If matter being subsumed has their state changed mid-subsumption, thaumic backlash will be triggered (9%)
->Canon: Stormwreathed - The user can temporarily convert their mass into electricity
->Hubris: If the user is submerged by water in this state, thaumic backlash will be triggered (15%)
->Canon: Haemification - The user can turn all influenceable matter into blood
->Hubris: Any attempts to subsume gaseous or liquid matter will incur backlash (12%; x2 backlash)
->Domain: (Fire)
->Canon: Matterbomb - The user can detonate pieces of matter based on mass and inherent energy
->Hubris: If the matter being detonated is destroyed before ignition, moderate (EST. 35%) severe backlash will be inflicted
->Domain: (Luminosity)
->Canon: The Light Unseen - The user can blend their matter with the light of their surroundings should they stop perceiving the world visually
->Hubris: If the user has their perception active while this canon is in use, (EST. 51%) severe backlash will be inflicted
->Domain: (Protection)
->Canon: Fortress of Luminosity - The user emanates a luminous shroud that renders all physical matter bathed by its shine invulnerable; generates heavy Rend (1.2%) every second canon is active
->Hubris: There must be a persistent source of light for the user to imitate in the environment or from the user themselves or thaumic backlash will be triggered. (5%)
->Domain: (Biology)
->Canon: My Blood The Harvester, My Flesh the Symphony (III) - Allows the user to grow, blend, or extract biological organisms and structures from their blood.
->Hubris: Another source of biomass must be present and in the area of influence or thaumic backlash will be inflicted. (6%) ->Canon: Remembrance of Flesh (V) - Allows user to memorize traits from biological organisms at a tenth of the thaumic cost; the biomass they memorized can be spliced before they are grown.
->Hubris: Another source of biomass must be present and in the area of influence or thaumic backlash will be inflicted (6%; x2 backlash)
->Domain: (Lightning)
->Canon: Boltstride (III) - Allows the user to transmute and move all blood-based structures as bolts of lightning; distance limited to the reach of user’s Sanguinity
->Hubris: Attempting to move over 120 tons of matter as a single bolt will trigger (EST. 87%) extreme thaumic backlash
Hell - [Fifth Circle]
->Domain: (Matter/Entropy/Luminosity)
->Canon: Breath of the Withered (V) - Allows the user to expel their total Rend as an entropic storm across their area of influence; the storm will disintegrate matter through withering bolts of lightning (This canon is absolute)
->Daemon: Striking the same place twice will result in the manifestation of an Anathema of Ruin, causing the user to lose control of the Heaven
->Canon: Barrage of the Withered (V) - Allows the user to expel their total Rend as an entropic projectile the size, shape, and speed of the Woundmother at its maximum potential; this projectile can be guided by the user and is loosed faster with higher Rend (This canon is absolute)
->Daemon: Should the projectile not dissolve sufficient matter, the projectile will birth as an Anathema of Ruin
->Canon: Shadowbreaker (III) - Allows the user to influence all shadows in their vicinity with a touch of luminosity that will continue to expand and dissolve anything physical covered by the shadows
->Daemon: Should an insufficient amount of physical matter in darkness be consumed in (8 seconds), an Anathema of Ruin will be manifested.
Heaven/Hell: [Fardrifter] - 5,660 THAUM/c
Heaven
->Domain: (Air)
->Canon: Horizon Strider (III) - The user takes on the properties of a hurricane and can influence winds for 250 kilometers
->Hubris: If an external force counters the motion of the user’s centrifugal force, severe (EST. 59%) thaumic backlash will be triggered
->Domain: (Space)
->Canon: Yondergales (IV) - The user’s demiplane now encompasses ten kilometers, with each ton of mass multiplying the base speed of their winds (252 kilometers per hour)
->Hubris: If an object over 5,000 degrees celsius is drawn into the plane, extreme (EST. 83%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.
->Canon: The Nine Streams of Freedom - The user can materialize from any nine points in space their winds encompass (250 kilometers)
->Hubris: if they emerge in a confined space and are unable to fully materialize, thaumic backlash will be triggered. (10%)
->Canon: Shadowrun (II) - The user can surge within shadows as if they are wind tunnels (x10 current speed); shadows must be connected to pass from one to another.
->Hubris: If a light shines and clears away the user’s shadow, heavy (EST. 39%) thaumic backlash will be triggered
->Domain: (Shadow)
->Canon: Midnight Hand - The user can blow, move, and shift shadows together as if they are waves in a storm.
->Hubris: If the user is between shadows when the wind stops blowing and the bridge breaks, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.
->Domain: (Labyrinth)
->Canon: Path of the Nine Storms (III) - User manifests a maze-like dungeon in the walls of their winds, allowing them to create and weave winding paths from tunnels of air; the maze is a fixed spatial anchor (may not be affected by spatial changes) that can be triggered at any time.
->Hubris: If the inner walls of the dungeon are forcibly breached and someone enters the eye of the storm (where resides the Yondergales), heavy (EST. 39%) thaumic backlash will be generated.
Hell - [Fourth Circle]
->Domain: (Air/Entropy/Labyrinth)
->Canon: Halt of the Passing (IV) - The user can enchain all actors and objects moving through their area of physical influence (250 Kilometers) with stasis
->Daemon: An anathema of correspondence will be birthed if the total velocity drained exceeds the total Rend accrued
->Canon: Waybreaker (II) - The user distorts all directionality about them (10 kilometers), causing space to coil and distend, randomizing vectors of movement for all actors and objects caught in their wake.
->Daemon: Rend must be balanced in nine minutes or an Anathema of Correspondence will manifest.
Heaven/Hell: [Techplaguer] - 200 Thaum/c
Heaven
->Domain: (Signals)
->Canon: Skin of Virtuality - Layers user in mirror-reality raw data and information, allowing them to move and exist as radio signals might and shift inorganic objects in their vicinity as blocks of temporarily stored data (reloads back to their original position in reality after miracle ends)
->Hubris: The user cannot pass through lead without incurring heavy (EST. 41%) thaumic backlash.
->Domain: (Space)
->Canon: Techjumper - User inserts themselves into a signal or system capable of transmitting signals, moving as a packet of data and materializing at the endpoint of the transmission.
->Hubris: If the transfer is disrupted halfway, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.
->Domain: (Biology)
->Canon: TechSick.exe (II) - User mimics the properties and symptoms in a virus and transfers that over to a signal-receiving system, affecting the machine as if it were a person
->Hubris: If the transfer is disrupted halfway, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered. (x2)
Hell - [Third Circle]
->Domain: (Signal/Entropy)
->Canon: Datarot - The user decays and distorts signals and data within their ability to influence
->Daemon: If a signal the user is decaying is disrupted and they are unable to find another within (5 seconds) to continue expelling their Rend, an Anathema of Epistemology will be generated
HEART OF NOLOTH]: 0%
DOMAINS DETECTED (SHADOW/FORCE/SPACE)
Implants
Mime-Fog: Allows Avo to produce a spore-expelled field of active camouflage
Celerostylus: A symbiotic reflex booster laced into Avo's spine; accelerates him a bit over sixty-five miles an hour in his baseline body
Echoheads: A chimeric bioform adapted into an implant. Can provide echolocation for eight hundred feet. Designed from a hyper-durable silicon-chitin structure that also allows each of the eight heads to piece forward from the inside like a mantis shrimp punches.
Bone Demon: A body-sheathe--complete overhaul of Avo's physical form. made from a nest of super-tensile, hyper-synaptic nanofibrous mycelia on the interior. Beyond the threads, thick plates of cordyceramite line the outside like jagged skeletal continents emerging from a sea of webs. Bound to his biology, Avo is able to harden and shift his structural integrity, as well as shape the growth of the fungal-ceramic matter that would encase his outer skin.
Meldskin: A smart-fluid adaptive combat skin capable of altering its composition to suit almost any environment and slowly return to full integrity. Possess holographic disguises, advanced visual sensors, omnidirectional thrusters, and a highly advanced reactor. Can also interface with other pieces of advanced voidtech.
Metamind
Ghosts: [17,313,887]
SPRITES: {4.2TB/s…}
[QUICKSAND SYNC TRAUMA] COG-CAP: 55 SEQUENCES (VARIABLE)
->STRUCTURE: “A LIMPID POOL FILLED WITH BODIES DRIFTING BENEATH THE WAVES; WHATEVER TRAUMA STRIKES THE SURFACE WILL IN CAUSE IT TO IGNITE AND SIMULATE A RESEQUENCING OF SAID TRAUMA”
->FUNCTION: GUARDS THE MIND USING A LAYER OF TRAUMATIC MEMORIES: CAPABLE OF ADAPTING TO TRAUMAS AFTER SUSTAINING AGAINST THE FIRST IMPACT
[THOUGHTWAVE DISRUPTOR] COG-CAP: [ERROR] SEQUENCES
->STRUCTURE: [NULL]
->FUNCTION: TAPS INTO THE ENTIRETY OF THE USER’S COGNITIVE CAPACITY AND EXPELS UNSTABLE MEM-DATA OUTWARD, DISRUPTING AN AREA OF (CONTINGENT OF GHOST CAPACITY) SPACE
[INCOG] COG-CAP: [x] SEQUENCES (VARIABLE; MUST MATCH ALL OTHER INTERNAL MEMORIES BEYOND THE WARDS)
->STRUCTURE: “AN OPALESCENT SUN RAINS DOWN OVER THE LANDSCAPE; LIGHT SPILLS FROM IT MORE LIKE MERCURY DOLLOPS THAN RAYS, BASKING EVERYTHING IN A REFLECTIVE SHEEN WHILE DRINKING UP MEM-DATA INTO ITS CORE”
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE USER TO CAMOUFLAGE THEMSELVES FROM NOTICE VIA THE OBFUSCATION OF THEIR MEMORIES AND THOUGHTSTUFF. NO ACCRETION WILL LEAK DURING THIS PERIOD AND ALL OUTWARD REACTING PHANTASMICS WILL BE PLACED INTO A DORMANT STATE UNTIL DELIBERATE ACTIVATION.
[WHISPER] COG-CAP: 19 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)
->STRUCTURE: FIVE/SIX LEGGED DOG CHASES A FLYING LETTER WHILE A DRONE STRIKES A VILLA.
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE EXTENSION OF CONSCIOUS AWARENESS BY 60 FEET AND THE DELIVERANCE OF COG-DATA WITHIN SAID FIELD OF AWARENESS; CAN BE EXTENDED BY MULTIPLES SHOULD MORE SEQUENCES BE USED
[PHYS-SIM] COG-CAP: 18 SEQUENCES (FIXED)
->STRUCTURE: A MISSILE LOCKED TO AN AEROVEC, EVER INCHING CLOSER, DODGING INCOMING POINT DEFENSE FIRE”
->FUNCTION: CALCULATES THE ACCELERATION VECTORS AND IMPACT LANES OF UP TO TWELVE DYNAMIC OBJECTS
[OSARAI MEMGUARD] COG-CAP: 20 SEQUENCES (BASELINE) [REPLACED BY QUICKSAND IN AVO'S METAMIND]
->STRUCTURE: “A HURRICANE TWISTING AND HURTLING SCREAMING FIGURES AND BROKEN STRUCTURES”
->FUNCTION: GUARDS THE MIND USING A LAYER OF TRAUMATIC MEMORIES: CAPABLE OF WITHSTANDING AND REFORMING AGAINST HEAVY-MASS PHANTASMAL INTRUSIONS; VULNERABLE TO NARROW-BUILD INVADERS.
[AUTO-SEANCE] COG-CAP: 2 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)
->STRUCTURE: “A STAR BLEEDS INTO A SPIRAL OF SPLICED MEMORY SNIPPETS [ERROR: MEMORY ARTIFACTS TOO BRIEF FOR REVIEW...]"
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS OMNI-SYNCHRONIC COMMUNICATIONS BETWEEN TWO OR MORE MINDS ACROSS ALL AREAS ENCOMPASSED BY THE PRESENCE OF THE NETHER
[MORALITY INJECTOR] COG-CAP: 20 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)
->STRUCTURE: “A RESPLENDENT CAGE WITH A CINEMA PROJECTION OF PAST HAPPENINGS PLAYING ACROSS THE SKY"
->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE USER TO NULLIFY SPECIFICALLY ENCODED IMPULSES WITH COUNTER-EMOTIONAL DOSES OF MEMORY.
GHOSTJACK (ALLOWS FOR THE MODIFICATION AND EDITING OF MEMORIES AND SEQUENCES; SHAPES TRAUMA AND COMMANDS GHOSTS)
[SKIMMER PERCEPTION EMANATOR]
TRAUMA PATTERNS:
[ASELERI'S FOLLY] - HIGH PAIN INFLICTION; PHYSICAL TORTURE BASED
[LUCILLE’S REGRET] - HIGH EMOTIONAL TORMENT; REGRET AND ANGUISH ALIGNED
[LUCILLE’S AGONY] - HIGH PAIN INFLICTION; PHYSICAL TORTURE BASED; BODY DYSMORPHIC AFFLICTED
[SECONDHAND FATALITY] - EXTREME PAIN INFLICTION; EGO-KILLING TRAUMA FOR HUMANS
[BENEFACTOR’S DREAD] - HIGH EMOTIONAL TORMENT; FEAR OF COMING DEATH
[ARATNID’S KISS] - HIGH PHYSICAL TORMENT; CASTRATION AND PRIMAL FEAR-BASED
THE BURNING DREAMER
MIND-TEMPLATES
[AVO]
The Talons
Abrel Greatling
The Shadows
Benhata Veloso
Glitch
Lip
Corner
Osjack Thenndenn
(Ashthrone/Sanctus assault force)
Dice
Chambers
Paladin Kare
Paladin Kassamon
Enclavers
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