Transition/Season 21

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Alert: Security Breach BP Level 1	CC: This is the Command Center. There's an intruder in the facility. All teams check-in. ALPHA: Alpha Team checking in. All clear over here. Over. [SILENCE] CC: Beta Team, check in. [SILENCE] BETA: Wai? Sorry, Beta Team is a bit occupied at the moment. Can I take a message? CC: ...Alpha Team, find the intruder and secure the shard. Stay off comms until then. BETA: Oh, is that what this is? An Ark shard? CC: Surrender now. They're coming for you. There's nowhere to go. BETA: [laughs] You security clowns are all the same. All those safeguards had me intrigued, but aside from this "Ark shard," it's been a big disappointment. I'll be on my way out now. [SILENCE] ALPHA: [labored breathing] Command... this is... Alpha Team. [gunshots] Intruder escaping... with asset... and... she's taken a hos—! CC: Alpha Team, retrieve that Ark shard! We NEED that power source! CC: Alpha Team? Alpha Team, do you copy? ALPHA: [STATIC] BETA: I copy. Bai bai, Command.
One Last Chance BP Level 11	"Maybe if we had enough Branthium—" "Ah've tried it. It's sustainable, but the element cannae discharge enough energy during activation. That bloody tower in Electro District was the only thing that might've worked!" "And, uh, I guess the blackouts and Void creep kinda took those out of the equation, huh?" "I think that's rather obvious, Elliott." Irritated, I look back at the boy. He seems hurt, and I'm instantly regretting my words. Elliott's only trying to help, and he's been kind enough to keep coming back to my lab when even Ajay's given up. "Apologies, dearie," I say, softening my tone. "The truth is... I've run more tests since then, and ah don't think it'd have worked either. Ah just... don't know what else will." Elliott slumps against the counter. "That's it then? There's no other way for you to go home to Newton?" I stare at the time travel device on the back of my hand. "None that ah can think of, but..." I remember the young woman in E-District, taunting me about my boy and showing me the card that got her into Apex Games. "There's one last thing I ought to try."
Loose Threads BP Level 45	>>> What follows is a reconstruction of the severely damaged audio file from Dr. Ernst's archaic dictaphone from the day of the incident. Dr. Ernst: <<unintelligible>> ...ozene, or similar compound, to similar effect. And Miles, could you please please please get me a new coat, this one is about to- >> Muffled sound, ostensibly when the Suspect sat next to Dr. Ernst on the train. Dr. Ernst: The train is empty. Could you please choose another seat? Suspect: But I have the best seat already. Dr. Ernst: Excuse m-Excuse me! Don't touch me-! Suspect: Oh, it's just a loose thread, doctor. And when I see one of those, I just can't help myself. Dr. Ernst: Stop it! Wait...did you- Suspect: Hah! It's a long one! A little thread, a little pull, and things unravel in the most glorious ways. From your coat to the Chenosky Cereal Concern's private laboratory, to the secret hush-hush research you do there that could end world hunger. Dr. Ernst: How did you know about that. Who are y-? Suspect: Well, THIS world's hunger, anyway. That little thread...soon as I see it, it makes my brain itch, Doctor Ernst. Itches and itches and itches. I can't let it go. You understand, right? We are creatures of passion-conviction! You want to make the world a better place, and I want to unmake it a better place. >>The sound of the train arriving at the station along with Dr. Ernst's frantic escape onto the platform drowns out the audio, but Dr. Ernst's next words suggest the Subject was still on board the train as it left the platform. Dr. Ernst: -was that? How did they-was that all recorded? Miles, send this immediately to Director Chenosky, and get- Subject: <<unintelligible>>ratch scratch, Doc. Catch. Dr. Ernst: Oh my go-<<end of transmission>>
Onto The Next BP Level 86	The end of the world. It’s sad I didn’t get here earlier to watch it all happen. Especially since I can tell this was HER work. Bad luck again. It starts with the rifts before the other pieces come crashing through–two realities about to collide, the people in it struggling to stop an unstoppable force, and ends in . . . this. A wasteland void of life, and lying among all of it is a photo album. A mother, a father, and their two children, smiling as though they’re the happiest family in the world. How quickly did those smiles fade as soon as the camera was gone? You always see something different when you watch the world ending. Chaos and destruction, of course, but the way it happens is unique each time. And how people react to it all? You can never predict it. Some are genuinely good. Most though? Rotten to the core, just like you’d expect. But there’s nothing left for me here, so it’s time to go to the next world. And maybe, if I keep my eyes open, it will be the one she's about to end.
Nessie: Unclassified BP Level 93	Evening folks. DK here, aka FrostyFrog, your favorite truth teller in the Outlands. Back at ya today with yet another soon-to-be-substantiated story that will alter the galaxy FOREVER. My VERY highly-placed source informed that-hold onto your socks, folks-Nessies are NOT cretures of fable, but creatures of FACT. Yes, they are real, people. Alive and well and hidden in a secret military lagoon somewhere in the Outlands. The question is: WHY are they being kept secret by the Shadow Syndicate? Was this a secret project from the Mr. Green Glasses days, sweet little lagoon lizards all jacked-up on stim with nowhere to go? And who is paying to feed and contain these cryptozoological marvels? Take a guess, humble taxpayer. On top of this, my source maintains that, not only are they real, but these Nessies NOT the cute, cuddly plushies we know and love. No. No no no. They're ENORMOUS flesh-eating MONSTERS that could clean the bones of a Leviathan in under an HOUR, people! If that wasn't enough, word is that the scientists-turned-sports-superstars Natalie Paquette and Mikhail Caustic (also known by the aliases "Wattson" and "Caustic") have developed a serum to tame the Nessies. Why, you ask? Would you believe the Syndicate is pouring said serum into Solace City's water supply to turn populace calm, docile, and pilant? I've been feeling a little sleepy lately...how about you? Don't believe the lies, folks. This is FrostyFrog, the ONLY trusted news source in the Outlands. Signing off.