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  1. Through the Living Heir
    Plotblades were similarly enhanced, though their actual composition was vague. Perhaps someone who had been responsible for the Plot plot would know. “So shall we fight? I could use a break from messing with people.” Rebus copied himself, traveling through the labyrinth to claim that planet as his. It was odd, how poorly his technology was working in the maze. True, balance was important, but random features mysteriously ceasing to function didn’t make any sense.
  2. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus looked a bit surprised. “I thought that had been the group I rescued. Regardless, they should find their ways to safety - I can offer.” The mirror said it with her, for obvious reasons. The mirror behind her was not in the mirror.
  3. Through the Living Heir
    “I didn’t intend to become a ghost, so I suppose it is.” Tray strained to project his voice to both people, but decided the storm was too much interference.
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    “Fairly well, actually. We got them evacuated, and though we did more damage than I would have liked, I think the only fatality was the person who decided to sell out and advised Utility to imprison people’s families.” The reflection seemed to know her feelings. Weak.
  5. Through the Living Heir
    “The metal one matches some of my motifs, though my theming is quite honestly all over the place. Sticking to one thing like you is probably a better strategy.” Unfortunately for Ice, even normal metal could break ice pretty easily, and a Plotblade was decidedly not normal metal. Of course, magic could get around such silly things as material properties and crystal structures.
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    “Hello. Thank you for your help, Tam.”
  7. Through the Living Heir
    “I died, of course. I was a necromancer when I was alive - not the silly new nonsense, about corpses walking and death bolts, but proper necromancy - calling spirits to speak to.”
  8. Through the Living Heir
    Alright. There was, of course, another mirror. Her facial expression was wrong, in this one - distorted into a sneer.
  9. Through the Living Heir
    “Thank you for your aid.” Tray waited, attempting to search for his amulet around where it had been before he had gone dormant.
  10. Through the Living Heir
    “I’m tied to my amulet, but I can’t see it. It should be nearby, though - probably buried or something. To clarify, I’m a ghost.”
  11. Through the Living Heir
    “So at least I can still do that. That’s a good sign. You can call me Tray - my titles don’t matter anymore.”
  12. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus nodded, teleporting the two of them back to Tam. He also stayed behind, fighting a hologram of Utility in case anyone was watching. For Bat, or for the various citizens? Alright. Let’s see - alone and helpless, aggressive, just like her parents, and disgraced but free. Then maybe I can throw in some other multiple-choice scenarios. The mirror mended itself, going back to the way it was. The mirror behind her, though, was certainly not the way it had been before.
  13. Through the Living Heir
    The Tormentor, being a ghost, was invisible at the moment. But maybe… he flickered for a moment, then lost the spell to the interference from the storm. His voice was still projected, though. “Hello? Can you hear me?”
  14. Through the Living Heir
    The Tormentor watched, unable to manifest. The blasted lightning was interfering with his own magic! Regardless, perhaps this man could carry on his legacy.
  15. Through the Living Heir
    Very true. Yeah - I kinda stopped doing things other than TLT, though I’m planning to get back in to the community and stuff. I’m not nearly as good a Magnificent Bastard as Rebus - he benefits greatly from the prep time and lack of morals, as well as his magic powers. I might reference the AI box experiment, actually - that’s sorta what he does.
  16. Through the Living Heir
    Hmm, I need a title. I might just go back to “one lab accident away from being a supervillain”.
  17. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus summoned his Plotblade again, though it was still impaired by the Labyrinth. “Do we want to fight here, or move to somewhere more epic?”
  18. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus nodded slightly. “Alright - thank you for your help. My offer still stands, but otherwise let’s go bring you back to Tam. Guilt tripping her would be amusing, and perhaps useful.” The mirror began to fracture where she touched it, closing in on her. Meat is about to make her become, observe, and interact with a bunch of alternate versions of herself. Some will be character development inducing. Some will be just plain odd. So yes, backstory and/or personality aspects to emphasize could be helpful. I’m not actually sure how I’ll run this, given that I don’t have her characterization down. Unrelatedly, do you want to have the people do anything on the moon? I can have Rebus show up and show them around or something. I can also provide that character development for Bat, perhaps.
  19. Through the Living Heir
    The reflection, being a reflection, did the same. It did seem a little different from her - slightly younger, perhaps. Rebus made sure that there was not, teleporting any stragglers to his moon. He asked first, of course. Honestly, you've done what I needed.
  20. Through the Living Heir
    It was Rebus, of course. He'd gladly make people suffer for their Authors. Rebus's lab coat was smoldering, and he had mirrored sunglasses on, but otherwise looked no worse for wear.
  21. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus raised an eyebrow, confused. "You made the axe out of you? And kept it in your back pocket?"
  22. Through the Living Heir
    Rose quite quickly ran into a flat, cold surface. The noises stopped, leaving dead silence. And she saw herself, staring back at her. Rebus was fairly relieved, and closed the portal. On the other side was a gorgeous city, soaring skyscrapers as sleekly designed as one would expect from Rebus. Fountains, greenery, laughing people, the smell of food all contributed to an inviting, rather than intimidating atmosphere. The utility fog in front of Rebus opened a portal to protect him. Incidentally, it was a portal to a star, with heat and pressure shielding but the full brightness directed towards Utility.
  23. Through the Living Heir
    "I know, I know. It's simply that the kinds of people who end up with characters like me don't care too much for the rules." Rebus offhandedly stabbed Ice with a spear of utility fog.
  24. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus shot him with a railgun round which appeared and exited through portals. Whatever do you mean?
  25. Through the Living Heir
    "I will keep that in mind." "We probably could find something - but my teleportation is blocked for everything but short range, so perhaps you are right."
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