+To all Mirror-Concaves and Convexes:

  This is a confirmation that the Summer Contingency has been activated. You are free to assume pre-war footing and request the deployment of Heavens of Information for Threshold-III operations and above.

  We are pleased to state that the casualties sustained after the “catastrophe” two days ago have proven to be minimal. Communications intercepted between the Paladins and Agnosi have confirmed the “Lodestone” is back in effect.

  As such, we have eliminated the possibility that this was a Highflame or Omnitech attack.

  Indeed, it appears all other colors were likewise unprepared for the incident and could not capitalize on the opportunity. Emergency deploy of the Psy-Net has also proven critical in several districts, preserving our advantages.

  Despite this, the field has changed, and we must emphasize major points of caution for all in-field assets.

  The first concerns the reactivation of Samir Naeko. Dormant for much of the last century, he is back to full capacity. All Glaives operating in the Warrens are to dispose of their proxies and extract immediately thereafter. The Chief Paladin is to be considered target category cataclysm – Do not engage him.

  I repeat do not engage him.

  We cannot risk him turning against us before the time is right or an opening presents itself where he can be nulled.

  An elite asset has been assigned to take point on this matter and apply diplomacy due to previous dealings. [MEM-LOG: GLAIVE DENTON UPLOADED] Be aware that Glaive Denton’s operational priority is rated IV. All other operations of a lower rating are subject to cancellation or delay as per engagement guidelines.

  The second issue is the return of Zein Thousandhand – Godslayer, eldest of the Glaives, and founding mother of the modern Ori Overclan. We understand that some among you might still feel fealty or honor-bound to her by way of tradition.

  Do not make this mistake.

  She does not stand for our creed. She is a creature of singular intent and selfish desire. Saintest too the core. She will not bleed for you, and you are not to do the same for her. The statement has been made. Any acts made to release or aid her will be considered high treason and have your name redacted from the annals.

  The third and most troubling reports from our Incubi state that distortions have been detected in the Nether, and investigations hint at the presence of Nolothic warminds. Such is why the mass distribution of “Dichomtomist” Info-Sec golems are being distributed among operational groups. Incubi are to assume dive-pattern-vigilance for all ongoing operations. The waters are unsafe once more. The deep is unsettled.

  As a final note, we, the speakers for the Inner Council would like to offer our gratitude and respect towards all who have given their lives in recent days.

  More will fall in times to come. A great upheaval is approaching. We trim turbulent tides with the approach of the trial.

  But as with the Great Waves of Tribulation across our history, we will endure because we, more than any other Guild, stand together. Even in the face of internecine, even with the masks we wear before one another, we are all Ori, and for our dream we strive as one.

  What we have in you is not faith but certitude. You have never failed us. And even if you cannot see, every thought, every ghost, every mind in this city will stand with you all as kith and kin.

  Unity is destiny.+

  -Emergency Address from Ori-Thaum Inner Council to Active Mirrors

  23-3

  The Strix and the Ravens (I)

  Noise.

  With each passing day, the noise in Avo’s head grew. Every death he drank showed him something new–memories of a life lived and passed; how the world was through another’s eyes; how they faced their end; how they believed things to be.

  The enclavers that lived above the fallen Neo-Creationist warship were no different. They had their own history. Own personalities. Own delusions. But it wasn’t the windfall he expected. They had not been the ones to build the stone temples, to shape the mountains. That had been done by previous residents. Scaarthians, judging from the runic script. The newly dead enclavers were merely settlers after the Godsfall, looking for a new home to lay their heads.

  But now the chain was severed, the relic that determined their biome was entombed within a cage of blood and glass fifty kilometers south of New Vultun.

  Meanwhile, he laid the enclaves to rest within his mind, and let their templates wander within a construct of memory imagined from their former home. It would take time for them to acclimate. Time for them to learn the facts of Idheim and Standard. They were tribal people. Primordial. Followers of another Godclad that turned eyes to stone if their oral traditions were to be believed.

  Avo would let their templates mature before drawing them out. Let time do its own work.

  Leaving them within a separated mind-space, Avo’s avatar instead manifested atop a lonesome tower overlooking a five-hundred-kilometer-wide district locked in perpetual war.

  Before the conflagration settled within his ego, he was in the process of adapting his cognitive palace to a labyrinth. Had taken inspiration from the Incubi he nulled during his infiltration of Mirrorhead’s mind.

  Things were different now, his former ambitions too paltry to stand against present threats. Imbued with millions ghosts and countless subsumed lobbies, his splinters spread across Idheim as nodes to a network, and from them rose a living city animated from nothing but thought and recollection.

  Nukes painted a perpetual sunrise in the skies above as devastation swept through the endless horizon of megablocks. Draus and the Regulars were engaged in brutal close-quarters engagements, firing and killing each other through walls. Enforcers joined in sometimes, the braver ones seeking stimulation, the rest serving as spectators. Most of them died horribly. Bad enough for Avo to drain the trauma from their minds, but the experiences they were garnering proved invaluable.

  They all died when line split the horizon clean as Abrel, Chambers, Dice, and Elegant-Moon engaged Lip, Osjon, Glitch, Kare, and Kassamon. Fleets of drones filled the skies as the Godclads fought, dying and returning between the seconds.

  Even when he did nothing, his mindscape was actively simulating combat, creating countless scenarios and engagements limited only by his templates, knowledge, and imagination. To say his templates were being productive was an understatement. Avo’s very mind now stood an instantly interactive testing ground of various possibilities, tactics, and strategies. A place with he could consult an archive of other egos in anticipation of any coming threat.

  Drinking in the carnage from atop a blood-made tower at the very heart of the mindscape, Avo watched as the battlefield mended itself every few seconds, reverting damage and restoring the dead. The place was practically paradise for the Regulars and a playground of possibility.

  And considering how briefly he’d been a thoughtform, a growing thrill filled him as he knew this to be only the beginning of his potential.

  [It was a pretty good haul today], Corner said, materializing across from him. Avo took in the Fallwalker’s appearance and found the man had made no changes. Here in the mindscape, he gave the templates options. Allowed them to experiment on their own as well. Corner proved consistent, looking as he originally did. A black armored coat draped over a red-tinted exoskeleton was the main’s aesthetic, and with the strips of metal running along the sides of his bald head, connected to a chrome spine, there was little doubt of what he did for a living.

  The flesh that remained on his face was even surgically altered to give him a rat-like look–the effect boosted by his red ocular implants.

  But past the visuals, Corner had proven to be an incomparably stable temple. One that sided and supported Avo more times than not.

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  +Three Heavens,+ Avo said. +Sound. Signals. Technology. Useful for Cas and I. Want Kae to look at Technology the most. Been having trouble penetrating Omnitech communications. Should also help us in terms of engineering.+

  [Surprised you aren’t focusing much on the voidship, considering we just lost one. Could have a replacement again. For nostalgia’s sake. Something to go with your Heart of Noloth when it's ready.]

  Avo chuffed with mirth. +Don’t think Calvino would approve. Might be more useful committed in other ways.+

  In truth, he wanted to have a Domain of Technology grafted before examining the voidship. Despite his continued cooperation with Aegis, there were still things they withheld. Secrets he wanted to know. Their reluctance was understandable, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t skirt the edge.

  {I heard that,} Calvino said, pulsing into the mindscape next to them just as another blastwave swept the horizon. Light bathed each of their ghost-stitched forms, and Calvino bubbled like a mist-made star. {You know, every time you have one of these thoughts, the ethics committee gets a bit nervous.}

  +Not ashamed of them. Not breaking any agreements either. Openness with each other. Part of our agreement. Not hiding my intentions. Just not stating them.+

  {But you also understand why they’re afraid of you having such things?}

  +Would have tried to subsume them already if I was going to.+

  Calvino let out a dramatic sigh {Yes. That’s what I tell them all the time too, but you have to understand that the ethics committee are finer minds made to govern in a softer time. Still. They usually have their programming in the right place. So. Do what you can do to be diplomatic. Consider it practice.}

  +Of course,+ Avo replied, already thinking of how he could turn this to his advantage. +Would be useful if I can restore the voidship. See if I can learn how it crashed.+

  {I suppose we didn’t put any stipulations on favors.}

  +Favors was the main reason you accepted me as a citizen.+

  {No, that was mainly because we didn’t want a rogue thoughtform burning millions into his own mind before the Guilds finally crushed him. The fact that you were cordial enough to chat was a pleasant surprise. Oh, the Contingency Bleaks and Category Black minds have taken a liking to you. Some of them have given you a new name: “Hungering Karma.”}

  +Sounds like one of yours.+

  A pause followed. Calvino chuckled. {Avo, minds are not supposed to have an infancy, but if they did, you would be the closest thing to it.}

  The ghoul wasn’t sure how to feel about that. +Is that how you view me now? As a child?+

  {Not an organic one. Moreso a something progressing into being like a mind. There have been people gridlinked to use in the far past. There have been individuals uploaded into us. But someone forming into a symmetrical being in the way you have done? Not so common. Not so. You are like a civilization condensed within one person–well, monster–developing in real-time. It’s been very fascinating. And loud.}

  +It’s only going to get louder.+ Avo took a moment and casually shunted himself across the Sunderwilds into the city of light to check in on the quarantine zone. The faintest threads of gold were beginning to run from child to child. With size of the population and the nature of their zeitgeist, Avo anticipated a harvest of twelve to fifteen cyclers by acclimation’s end.

  Presently, the integration period for the New Vultunites and the enclavers was to be a month. He could actively adapt their minds using his splinters, but it would take delicate care each day to keep them from straying. A consensus of culture needed to be achieved, and the process was almost like watching over the world’s neediest garden.

  The other improvements he was making to the enclave were still ongoing. He had burrowed fifteen additional layers deep into the earth, vastly expanding the habitable space. There was still the issue of the carnivorous darkness here, but he would settle that soon. When the next cycler became available, he would graft the Heart of Noloth to himself and remove the current Fallen Heaven from effect.

  Until then, he would continue with initial excavations.

  Checking in with each member of his cadre next, he found Chambers, Dice, and Dogmother sorting the former mod slaves in the processing zone. No issues with them. It was even a good thing with Dice. The girl might still be missing major components of her personhood, but she socialized without restraint or fear.

  Perhaps growing from attack dog to Godclad opened doors in her mind. Or maybe she was a child making up for a lost life.

  Either way, she was changing, and that was pleasing to see.

  With Draus and Fardrifter passing back into the enclave through window, they were en route to meet Kae who was still speaking with Marlowe. The thoughtcast host had the Agnos laughing as noodles spilled from her open mouth.

  The mem-cons were slowly dissolving his inner prejudices–melting away the malignance of his former culture, but the taboo of open laughter was a hard trait to remove.

  For whatever reason, the master of his place hated smiles. It was a stupid restriction. A pointless one.

  The man was lucky he died at the hands of another. Otherwise, Avo might’ve carved a permanent grin into his features before taking all he had.

  {And this is why the ethics committee demands that I constantly monitor your psyche,} Calvino said.

  +Psyche’s fine. Just got hungry watching Kae eat.+

  He shifted again, this time checking in with Essus. Tapping into the man’s cog-feed, he found himself watching a group of youths talking to a heavily tattooed Scaarthian woman from a fifth-story hab-stack.

  “Avo,” he greeted.

  +Anything new?+

  “I think I have another smuggler. This one for the giantesses. The cold-mothers’ Guild.”

  +Stormtree.+

  “Yes. Smugglers tied to other Guilds seem to be much less active these days. But this one has been aggressive. Almost desperate. I am going to make contact when I can, but she seems only to be interested in the young… I fear to discover why.”

  Avo understood and cast a splinter out to infect the smuggler. A passing drone swept the plascrete streets with a flickering grid but otherwise ignored the crowds breaking curfew. +I’ll see what I can get from her.+

  “Thank you. Also. There has been an outbreak in Sanctuary 102. Something they brought in from the Sunderwilds. If you have time–”

  +Take a look when I can.+

  “Artad’s blessings, Avo.”

  The ghoul paused. +Keep yourself well, Essus.+

  Shifting away from the sanctuaries, Avo became the splinters he had nested across New Vultun, creating a mental replica of the megacity within his mind. Four hundred thousand red dots marked the lobbies he compromised. Over one hundred and forty million minds were noted as moving crosses. Spread out across a continental stretch of land, his presence drifted like threads passing through the currents of the city, but he was there, he was spreading, and a new plague was filling New Vultun’s veins.

  ESTIMATED INFECTION LEVEL: 0.00014%

  He needed to hit more high-traffic lobbies. Places like Marlowe’s thoughtcast and other frequented haunts. The thought of infesting Stormjumper lobbies came naturally as he watched Kare’s marker descend from Scale to meet her uncle. He cast the mem-data over to Draus and placed her on standby.

  If he could secure the Planeshift, he would truly be happy with the day’s recruitment efforts. Right now, he was but–

  Auto-Seance Activated

  ->Session MEM-ID: [Cas eld'Canduir]

  Ghost-Link Accepted

  +Cas?+ Avo asked, surprised that the Columner was contacting him so soon. He was supposed to making contact with the various cells. As cold tension passed over from the man’s mind, Avo knew there was something wrong.

  +Avo. Denton sent me something earlier. Packet of mem-data. Said that Clan D’Rongo was compromised. Said she needed to go dark, and that you needed to be place to watch over. Shotin Kazahara. Said you’d understand why.+

  Avo did. +Compromised. Compromised how?+

  But before Cas could respond, Avo accessed Denton’s mem-data, and understanding expanded in his mind.

  Memories passed through him of Necrojacks sequencing new phantasmics into themselves–a Meta-update on the part of their Mirrors. Denton had neglected to sequence hers, casting it over to Cas as a package instead. Viewed initially, the ghosts seemed to contain stable improvements made to Auto-Seance’s security functions, but faintly, a feeling ebbed inside Avo. A dissonance that made his steam flicker.

  There’s a dormant splinter of Delusion in this mem-data. Not ours. Not ours. The Low Masters are making a move.

  Peace’s booming laughter lit a flame of frustration in Avo’s stomach. He thought he would have more time after his descent into the Deep Nether. Corner just scoffed in response. [The easy days never last, consang. Looks like you're back to having rivals in these waters.]

  +No,+ Avo replied, sharing the information with his cadre–and Kare. The Paladin jolted with a start as he prepared to commune with her. +Not rivals. Prey.+

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  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

  I hope you enjoyed today's installment of Godclads!

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