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I’ll see when I can get something up I loved Orbit @Bladestorm! Fun scene.

I almost agree with you. Nathan’s POV observing Funtimes was awesome. The exception is Autumn Glass who is THE best character.

Well, I warned you guys: Let me know what you all think and if you see any issues.

Was thinking it was something Doubletake set up. Not something most would have the ability to do, but with her influence it’s possible. I’d maybe like to review to confirm it’s consistent with the organizations goals and policies, but am totally fine for you I makebup dialogue.

Kokichi wouldnt happen to be a dedicated tumblerite in another life, would they? Definitely getting that vibe. Love what you are doing with them. Also I think Quietus might be eligible to be the first Edmontonian added to the ATTD list.

There’s a couple. My understanding is that Indigenous or Aboriginal Peoples is used as an umbrella term for Inuit, First Nations, and Metis. If you are referring only to a specific indigenous or aboriginal group you would use the appropriate term. Edit: for in character, most Indigenous people I know refer to themselves as belonging to their specific nation rather than “First Nations” (so Cree, Chipewayan, etc, )so you might want to research which groups are common in Alberta. I think Dene and Cree people are fairly common in that region.

Are you ready for it? Taylor's tail twitched in time to the incredible beat in her head as she circled the Reckoner's camp. For today's hunt, she had taken the form of a lion-sized Olivia Benson, with diamond tipped claws and fur that blended in to her surroundings. The wretches she was stalking had been hunting her for months, armed with the weakness they had learned from that disgusting telepath Reader back the Dalles. Despite Taylor's best efforts, they had followed her all the way into Canada. She'd had fans follow her from Oregon to Alberta before, but those ones hadn't been trying to kill her. You'll never see it coming, what I do next . . . Time to end this. The Reckoners were tired and hungry from their harried journey. Taylor needed to destroy them before they reached their allies in Olympia Polaris. With a snarl, Taylor leapt down from her perch, tearing into an unsuspecting Reckoner with her claws. Without missing a beat, she lept to her next quarry, elongating her neck mid leap to get in position and rip his head from his shoulders in her jaws. Mmmmm... he tastes cute. Taylor into her true body and coated herself in metal just in time to defend against a barrage of bullets. It hadn't taken long for them to start triggering her weakness in the past. She only had moments to finish this before it was too late. She broke another Reckoner's neck with her bare hands, used is gun to kill another, and then killed a third with a diamond-tipped tentacle which burst from her back. She turned to face the final Reckoner and smiled. "Oooooh, look what you made me do." Taylor frowned when she saw the piece of paper clutched in the trembling Reckoner's hand. "Taylor Swift drank a black cherry Perrier and shared the rest with a fan during her last stadium concert." Taylor trembled at the words. No, no, no, no. The tentacles she had grown to tear the Reckoner girl to pieces shriveled and melted away. She shrank and grew at the same time, becoming short and fat instead of tall and lean, and her golden locks changed to a mousy brown. She was becoming ugly. Taylor lowered her eyes, as the tears began to fall. She was Taylor Swift, she should be super-model beautiful, not an ugly nobody. And yet, here she was, a disgusting waste of flesh. A disgusting waste of flesh with a gun still in her hand. "AAAAAAAARGGGHHH!!!!" Taylor screamed, raw and primal, as she emptied what remained in the gun into the remaining Reckoner. The girl collapsed to the ground, bleeding out from multiple chest wounds. Taylor breathed heavily, and began to regain control of herself as she shifted back to her true, beautiful form. I am perfect. "You . . . haven't . . . won . . ." the girl, still alive, though dying quickly tried and failed to mask her pain. "Your . . . weakness. We . . . we texted it t-to every Reckoner in range. The Reckoners of . . . of O-Olympia Polaris. They know you are . . . here. They've killed D-Doubletake. And . . . now . . . they . . . will . . . kill . . . y-" The Reckoner's tired speech cut off suddenly as Taylor sliced her head off. So, I have enemies in Olympia Polaris, do I? To bad I got harder, I got smarter in the nick of time. Honey I rose up from the grave I do it all the time. I've got a list of names of theirs is in red underlined . . .

Gotchya, sounds good. There's a time jump in there, and I was meaning it to be more of an introduction to the character than anything plot relevant, but please let me know if you have any suggestions for improvement. Great posts folks

Just the Dream Storm sequence (which actually should be hard to follow) or something else? I'm glad you enjoyed it, but if there is any way to improve it let me know! I've seen the profile and understand her powers. I meant that in-story her powers are subtle, and unlikely to receive notoriety in the same way Epoch, Orbit, or Phytomagnet would. The character thread is meant to provide the complete list of characters, the summary was only meant to provide some general knowledge for people to use in their posts. Unless you want Jacklyn to be a household name, and have a reason for her to be that, she probably shouldn't be in the summary.

As I mentioned originally, I was mostly just including notable epics who the wider populace would know about and would be relevant to day to day life in Olympia Polaris / Edmonton. Jacklyn didn't strike me as super prominent, despite her abilities, as she didn't control a faction and was new to the city, and her powers were so subtle. I'm going to start adding some of mine in as I have time. I'd say so.

Three Weeks Ago I'm getting too old for this. The Honourable Rachel Anne Notley braced herself as the unmarked vehicle she was being transported in swerved around another corner. After leading the Government of Alberta for the last ten years, and through the supposed end of the world no less, she should have been an old hand of emergencies of this sort. And yet, lately Rachel was beginning to feel like she suffered through each crises with more difficulty than the last. "Premier Notley, the new leader of the Wildroses is on the the line back at your office. It seems like he's heard about Doubletake and Epoch." "Of course he's heard. The whole bloody city has heard." Rachel braced herself again as the car swerved, no doubt to avoid some debris marring Alberta once pristine roadways. "He can wait, not like he'll have anything of use to say." Rachel's aid nodded, and then continued to scroll through messages on Rachel's mobile. "Alex," she called to the driver, "How close are we?" "You know I can't tell you that until we get there ma'am." Rachel nodded, annoyed, though she understood the necessity of not divulging the location of that day's chosen safe house until they were safely inside to avoid a pre-emptive hit. Even with Doubletake supposedly neutralized, Rachel still had enemies in Edmonton, or Olympia Polaris as the Epics called it. In fact, one of her most bitter foes was the man who was still trying obsessively to reach her via mobile. "Block his calls until this is over." Rachel's aide hit a few buttons on the mobile. The NDP's grip on the Alberta legislature remained tenuous. In the face of super villains born out of nightmares, Rachel knew that some of her constituents took issue with her approach, and would prefer to see the Wildroses engulf what remained of their civilization in an extremist frenzy and all out war with their epic enemies. Rachel, of course, took a more balanced approach, and it was working! At least, it had been until today. Frowning, Rachel took out her second mobile, the one only she was allowed to use, keyed to her fingerprint. Still no message from any of Doubletake's people. Rachel had thought that Titan or Glimmerstrike would have been in contact by now, to confirm their leadership over Doubletake's faction. Rachel closed one password protected chat and opened another, looking for any communications from Doubletake's new ally. Her alliance with Edmonton's most powerful faction was tenuous at best, but Rachel had managed to secure a promise that Doubletake would contain her ambitions and leave Sherwood Park alone in exchange for arranging for a meeting between Doubletake and one of the most powerful Epics in the Fractured States. While Rachel didn't relish drawing Steelheart's attention northward, the lure of his power was too much for Doubletake to resist, and Rachel had managed to find a position herself in a place of power by playing mediator between the two. And now, I may have doomed us all. With Edmonton in chaos following Doubletake's defeat, what was to stop Steelheart from coming and taking the city for himself? While Edmonton had been far beneath the notice of the Newcago ruler previously, it was on his radar now, and potentially ripe for the taking. Rachel took several deep breaths to stop her hands from shaking, and then opened the chat with Steelheart's ambassador in Edmonton. Steelheart is dead. Newcago has fallen to Limelight and the Reckoners. Rachel sat back, not believing what she was reading. Could it be true? Steelheart was a god among epics, a force of nature more than he was a man. Legends of his cruelty and tyranny had spread like wildfire across the continent. And now Rachel was being told he had been killed, on the same day an Edmontonian Epic who would have been his ally was also defeated. I am too old for this. . . "Louise?" Rachel handed her aide the mobile. "Destroy this and get me a new mobile. Take it apart, grind the pieces to dust, and scatter them somewhere they won't be found. I don't want some fixer epic putting it back together. Present Day "NOTLEY!" Rachel looked up from her desk as the Honourable Mr. Rob Kenney, the new leader of the Wildroses, and the son of one of Rachel's old rivals and a secret mistress, stormed into her office. Rachel didn't bother to conceal her sigh. "Yes Mr. Kenney? How may I help you?" "You had something to do with that whole Doubletake fiasco, and I will not stand for it." "Oh, and why do you say that?" "None of your artful dodging Notley, I'm on to you, and the party is on to you, and we will not stand for this. You will be hearing from me in Question Period!" "And you came to tell me this now because?". Mr. Kenney only glared. "Good-bye Mr. Kenney, I'll see you next month in Question Period". Rachel knew that her father had rolled over in his grave when she had declared a state of emergency and rescheduled the once daily question periods for once every month, but making Rob Kenny sit and stew on his many tirades, usually to the point where he forgot about some of them, was one of perks of the anti-democratic decision. As Rob Kenney stormed out, Rachel chuckled to herself as Lousie hurried in. "I'm sorry Premier Notley, he was too quick for me this time. Shall I ask one of your security detail to stand at your door. "No need, Louise. Rob Kenney was popping zits in the mirror of his mother's trailer before a school dance when I gained a socialist majority in the most conservative Province in the Country. I have bigger issues to attend to. Can you get me Epoch's ambassador on the phone?"

Hey @The Young Pyromancer, I hid your post in the story thread. Generally we like to keep those story only, so it reads clean, and if we let it get bogged down with reactions it can be a slog to read later. Try to keep future outbursts of exuberance in this thread, as they will be welcome here I'm glad you are excited!

Voila! Let me know if there are any issues. What Happened in Edmonton For the mystery girl, I'm stuck between two possible powers (both of which will work with what we see on screen). Let me know which you prefer (I'm also open to modifying it still): (1) Can relocate person or object in time - if this is the case, I'm thinking she relocated the strobe lights (which Doubletake may have disabled) in time to a time when they were on, and relocated Titan to a time far in the future when her body and bones were dust. Still need to build in some good limits on this one. (2) Can reverse epic defensive abilities (a meta power) - in this situation, as Titan becomes stronger and more powerful (and incredibly dense/solid), the girl reversed that process, leading to her disintegration. This power would be more situational in its application, but would still be extremely useful and sought after, which is kind of what I'm going for. And I should say, what Jeremy is doing is leaking Epoch's weakness.

PROLOGUE Three Weeks Ago Glimmerstrike cursed as Jenn unloaded another round on him. "I think we are wearing him down, Greg. Grab me another round." Not wanting to let up, while Greg was grabbing her more ammunition, Jenn snatched a grenade from her belt, pulled the pin, and chucked it in the epic's direction. The explosive detonated in mid air, no doubt as it came into contact with one of Glimmerstrike's projectiles, but even still it flooded the street with smoke, and when it cleared Jenn was locked and loaded. "What's the matter Twilight Sparkle? Can't finish a fight if your girlfriend's not there to help you out?" Jenn ducked around the corner for cover before one the light-blades Glimmerslash could generate took off her head. "I hear some sixth graders are looking for a pitcher for their t-ball team. You should try out. You could use a reality check!" Judging the angle of Glimmerstrike's next shot, Jenn angled her weapon around the corner and unloaded another magazine in Glimmerstrike's general direction. What? she mouthed to Greg, who gave her an incredulous look as he handed her more ammunition. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Instead of answering, Jenn loaded her weapon and whipped another grenade around the corner. Instead of waiting this time, she ducked around the corner and ran, guessing that Glimmerstrike's focus would be on detonating the explosive before it reached him. Before the smoke could clear, Jenn was already firing, Glimmerstrike reacted quickly, parrying a fair number of bullets with blades of light, but Jenn got two hits in on his right arm and leg. Out of ammunition, but knowing she would be sliced and diced if she didn't press her advantage, Jenn lifted her gun to her shoulder and heaved, putting her shot-put talents to good use for the first time in years. Glimmerstrike flicked his fingers and yet another shining blade appeared, sawing the gun in half before it could hit him, but Jenn followed after. With a leap, she tackled Glimmerstrike to the ground, and shoved a cocktail wiener from her satchel into his open mouth. "That's right, we figured it out. You had us going with the whole 'vegetarian' thing. To bad for you we found an archived photo of you at a burger joint shortly before you got your powers. I hope the burger was worth it" As she spoke, Jenn kept one hand on the epic's jaw, holding it closed as he struggled with his one good arm to push her off. With her other hand, she took a re-purposed epi-pen from her bag and rammed it into Glimmerstrike's leg. The epic's eyes widened for a moment, and then started to droop. By the time Jenn reached the count of ten, the sedative had done its work. "All right Greg. If you haven't wet yourself you can come out now. Let's get into position. It's only a matter of time before she realizes we have her boyfriend." Greg came out from the alley, and started unfolding a stretcher equipped with an anti-gravity motivator from his large pack. "The comet has burned out," he said, sending the message to the rest of their team that Glimmerstrike had been captured. Jenn helped Greg lift their captive on to the stretcher. Then, as Greg adjusted the restraints, Jenn took another cocktail wiener from her bag and broke it into tiny pieces. Taking care to ensure Glimmerstrike was in no danger of choking, she carefully placed several pieces in different corners of his mouth. Then, for good measure, she stuck a couple pieces in his ears, and took a third wiener from her bag to stick up one of his nostrils. "That's disgusting." Greg grimaced. "That's art." Jenn said. Popping one of the tasty snacks in her own mouth, Jenn whipped out her mobile and took a selfie with Glimmerstrike, nose-meat and all. "What do you think?" "Move over Annie Leibovitz." "You ready?" Greg checked the restraints and nodded. Taking a deep breath, Jenn hit send on her mobile ***** Greg was trying very hard not to have a panic attack as he wheeled the consort of arguably the most powerful epic in the city through the street with a cocktail wiener sticking out of his nose. While he couldn't help but be grossed out, Greg had to admit Jenn's method's were effective. If the woman's most impressive talent was killing things, then making them incredibly angry was likely close behind. Even then, as they rushed from corner to corner, Greg couldn't help but marvel. Taller and more muscular than most women, Greg would have expected her movements to be stiff and awkward, but Jenn moved with the deadly grace of an apex predator. She moved like one of them. Finally, they reached the arena where Connie and Bryce, two more members of their team, were waiting. "What's our status?" Jenn grabbed a new hair tie and began re-secure the unruly curls which had come loose in her tussle with Glimmerstrike into a tight bun. Connie, who was, ostensibly, the team lead for the operation, grimaced at Jenn's easy way of taking command of whatever room she walked into. "Assuming we have the original identified correctly, she's on the move. Hard to tell yet if she's heading to where you grabbed him, or to our location. We have eyes on several of her agents and doubles, but we should be prepared in case some slip through our surveillance." "And the site is secure?" "There were a couple of squatters, but I think I convinced them all to clear out." "You think?" Jenn, with her unbridled confidence and titanic sense of self, always had difficulty sympathizing with Bryce's tendency to question everything and avoid decisive answers. "The area's as clear as it's going to be Jenn. I'm sure Bryce did a good job, and we don't have time for another sweep." Thankfully, Jenn set her jaw and nodded rather than pressing the point further. It was an old argument, and not one worth hashing out again when they were likely all about to be killed. Or worse, tortured and then killed. Or... Greg shook his head, and did a few mental exercises to keep his rising panic from growing. They had a plan. They could do this. "Let's go then. Thanks for the back-up, babe." Greg rolled his eyes in response to Jenn's playful wink and finger-gunning. Grabbing the hover-plank with her free hand, Jenn took off into the arena and started making her way out on to the field. "Well, I guess that means the rest of us should get into position." With Jenn gone, Connie didn't bother to mask her frustration. "Move out." ***** While she waited, Jenn amused herself by hiding her remaining cocktail wieners in Glimmerstrike's pockets, and taking more selfies to send to Doubletake. "So, little human, you think it's wise to mock one who should be your Goddess, do you?" Jenn turned towards the voice, but, predictably, found no body to associate with it. Titan, one of Doubletake's favourite lieutenants, had a limited invisibility power, and could only be seen if the observer was within two meters of her. Usually by the time anyone saw her, Titan was already in the process of crushing them. "A Goddess who's too scared to come and rescue her boyfriend in person? I think a little mockery is the least of her concern." As she spoke, Jenn notice a glimmering silver mist beginning to materialize on the ground around her. "Jenn..." Jenn pulled out her ear piece before Connie or Greg could voice their concerns. They had waited too long to let the Dream Storm stop them now. "Oh, she's here. Even now she's likely killing off your comrades, one by one. You didn't think you could trick an epic with precognitive abilities into such an obvious trap, did you?" It's only a trap if we guessed her weakness correctly. The mist had shifted in colour slightly, becoming a light blue, and had thickened as it spread out to cover the entire field. The storm would start soon. "A trap? If you say so." "What else would you call kidnapping her consort and taunting her with images of him? Don't think you'll secure any ransom. Doubletake has given me the honour of personally destroying you, and I do not intend to fail her now." The voice was close. Jenn slowly began to shift her stance, trying to keep an eye out in every direction at once, preparing herself for Titan to strike. "You epics are all the same. Always thinking everything revolves around you." Jenn lifted her gun and shot Glimmerstrike between the eyes. Diving to the side, with a handgun in each hand, Jenn fired in the direction where she had heard Titan call out from. That was the direction I heard her in, right? All around her, tiny droplets of blue light were starting rise upwards from the ground, falling towards the sky. Frowning, Jenn continued to watch her surroundings and replaced her ear piece. "Calamity take you Jennifer, what were you thinking?" "Glad you are still alive too." Jenn fired a few more shots in a direction she thought she heard overgrown turf rustling. "Greg and Bryce have engaged a couple of doubles, but we don't think we've encountered the original yet". "Are we sure she's here?" Jenn continued to scan her surroundings searching for any hint of Titan's location. Titan did not have a prime invincibility, and aside from her limited invisibility, her only defensive power was tied to emotion. She would be cautious about engaging someone like Jenn. "Fairly certain." After the initial burst of anger, Connie's voice was calm and collected. "If not she'll want to confirm Glimmerstrike's death personally. He's really dead, right?" Jenn didn't answer and fired a few more warning shots, trying to be mindful about saving her ammunition. "Jenn?" "With any luck she won't get to me, right? Let's just keep her inside and off the field." Jenn pretended to fiddle with her mobile, hoping that a percieved moment of inattention would draw Titan into an attack. Jenn felt an unnatural chill creeping down her spine. The Dream Storm had started in full now, millions of droplets of light were rising from the ground, painting ghostly constellations in the sky as they reached their destination. It was beautiful. What was she doing again? "Jenn?" Jenn shook her head. "You're going to need to walk me through this Connie. The storm's getting worse." "Are you sure you don't want to come in? We have contingencies for this." "No, just keep talking to me." "Here, let's try something, say 'Watch for Titan, kill Doubletake'". "Watch for Titan, kill Doubletake?" Jenn heard a few sharp clicks as Connie's hands flew across the keys. She was on site, but hidden. Doubletake shouldn't be able to find her. "There." In the background, Jenn's voice began to play back to her, on loop, through her ear piece. "Watch for Titan, kill Doubletake? Watch for Titan kill Doubletake? . . ." You can do this Jenn. Just focus. Focus on . . . what was it again? "Watch for Titan, kill Doubletake?" Right! I need to keep watching. "Connie? Still there?" Connie didn't answer. Jenn frowned. "Greg, Bryce?" They were close by, weren't they? Was there a reason they could not talk? "Watch for Titan, kill Doubletake?" Jenn reoriented herself, and continued to scan her surroundings. If Titan was still in the field at all, it would seem she was playing things safe, no doubt waiting for back up. Back up. I need back-up! "Connie? Greg? Bryce? Are you there? Do you copy?" "Watch for Titan, kill Doubletake?" "Oh right, I'm watching. Why am I talking out loud?" Jenn continued to scan her surroundings. If Titan was still in the field at all, it would seem she was playing things safe, no doubt waiting for back up. "I need. . . actually no. No back-up needed. Do you. . . need back up?" What am I supposed to be doing again? "Watch for Titan, kill Doubletake?" Jenn scanned her surroundings, finding a corpse. After a moment of panic, she realized it was Glimmerstrikes. Is he dead? " . . . kill Doubletake?" A siren went off in interior of the stadium building. "Your friends are putting on quite the show in there." Jenn frowned, turning to find an imposing looking woman in a skin tight leotard and trendy leather jacket standing before her. "Doubletake." "Watch for Titan, kill Doubletake?" "They are setting of their little strobe lights in there as we speak. Meant to trap me, no? Clever of you to figure out my weakness. To bad for you I saw through your little game." "Game? I . . ." I'm in a sports field, right? What's the game again? "My associates will see to your friends and those pesky lights. I won't be trapped here long. You, however, won't survive long enough to see that happen." Jenn fired several shots at Doubletake, but the epic dodged each shot effortlessly, relying on her precognition an enhanced reflexes. "Don't worry, I owe you some extra pain and suffering for what you did to Glimmerstrike. I might not have time to make it last, but I will make sure it hurts." Jenn spun to face a new voice, finding another Doubletake, rising from where she was inspecting Glimmerstrike's body. The plan. . . there's something about the plan . . . "Getting confused? I'm . . . I'm confused . . ." The first Doubletake frowned, and then vanished. "I hope you weren't depending on the storm to get me," the second Doubletake said, beginning to circle Jenn. "I can dismiss my doubles at will as they get confused. As long as I stay out of it, I'm in perfect control." Control . . . "Connie are you there?" "Your friends won't answer you. Like I said, my associates are hunting them down as we speak." A third Doubletake approached, carrying a knife in her hand. " . . . kill Doubletake?" Jenn fired on the Doubletake with the knife. Instead of dodging, the double just vanished. "Why bother?" A new Doubletake approached out of the storm. "You know I'll just keep coming." This time, she did dodge Jenn's shots. "Poor little Reckoner, lost, alone, confused." Jenn continued to fire, but Doubletake dodged every one until she was within reach of Jenn. Despite Jenn's fuddled mind, her instincts took over, reacting to Doubletake's movements. She tried her best to fend the epic off, but Doubletake anticipated her every move, and soon she found herself disarmed and on the ground, with little recollection of how she got there. Why am I here? "All right, now for the fun." "Don't hurt her!" Doubletake and Jenn both turned to the edge of the field, where a ten year old girl stood, watching them. There's not supposed to be anyone here. But why is that? Doubletake rolled her eyes, and, ignoring the girl strode up to Jenn to finish what she started. All at once, the entire arena lit up with bright, sporadic, flashes of light. The Doubletake who was standing over Jenn vanished, but another one remained not far away, also with a knife in her hand, and a look of terror in her eyes. " . . . kill Doubletake?" I need to kill Doubletake. Snarling, ignoring her fallen guns, Jenn jumped to her feet and charged at the epic. Doubletake's movements seemed slow and lethargic, and while Jenn took a cut to the arm, she managed to disarm her opponent in moments. Jenn's earpiece was ripped out as the two women fell to the ground in a tangled heap, each savagely struggling for advantage. For survival. After a time, Jenn began to lose any sense of who she was or who she was fighting. She fought instinctively, driven only by her intense desire to survive. And to win. She was choking a dead woman. Jenn rose to her feet, and backed away from the corpse before her. Who was that woman? Did I kill her? "YOU!" Jenn spun, turning to face the new threat. Titan stood before her, now visible, her face contorted in rage. I'm supposed to be watching Titan, aren't I? But she's right there. "YOU KILLED HER!" As she screamed, Titan began to grow in size. Normally, Titan was limited in how much she could increase her size, but in the grips of strong emotion, her known limits were removed, and she could grow to an incredible size. Soon, a giantess stood before Jenn, standing nearly as tall as the highest seats in the stadium. I'm in a stadium. Am I playing a game? "No, don't hurt her!" A little girl stood on the sidelines, and was running out into the field. The referee should really keep the fans under control. Towering above her, Titan screamed and drove her fist downwards, no doubt intending to crush Jenn, and most of the surrounding area, into a mushy, turfy pulp. The girl cried out, and the giantess disintegrated. Instead of being crushed by a rapidly descending fist, Jenn closed her eyes as she was shrouded in a giant cloud of colourless dust. Jenn frowned. Where am I? A girl strode over, her face wide with surprise. "Don't tell anyone I did that okay? They can't know. You'll be safe now." "What?" Jenn shook her head, trying to clear it. "Who are you? Where's your mom, you little brat?" The girl stuck out her tongue. "I am not a brat! I just saved your life! No remember, don't tell anyone!" The girl turned and ran off into the storm. Who was that? . . . Where am I? She was in a field, somewhere. An arena? And there were. . . lights, everywhere, rising from the ground. The Dream Storm. "I'm cold," Jenn said, to no one in particular. Not knowing what else to do, she began walking towards the edge of the field, and hurried inside. ***** Jeremy Roberts was startled awake when every alarm in his safe house sounded at once. Trying to clear the sleep from his head, Jeremy turned to his mobile. Doubletake and Glimmerstrike are dead. Titan is missing. Initiate contingency plan omega. Jeremy's eyes widened, Doubletake, his boss, and the woman he lived in constant fear of, along with her most trusted epics, were either dead or missing. I could run, take this information to one of the other leaders, and gain a good position! Jeremy hesitated, considering his options. Orbit would never accept him, or if he did, the members of the Belt would betray or kill him as soon as they got the chance. Typhon would likely kill him on the spot, the Government of Alberta was doomed, and even if they weren't, they would never accept a 'traitor' like Jeremy. For all he knew about the epic of the Black Forcefield, he would die as soon as he entered, and Epoch . . . well, once Epoch learned what Jeremy knew, nothing would stop the epic from destroying him. Doubletake had other prominent lieutenants. One of them will take control, and when they do they will reward me. There was also the matter of Doubletake's newest ally, who could possible be convinced to come and secure the city. With resignation, still not sure if he was making the correct decision, Jeremy opened a restricted file from his hard drive and sent it out to all the mobiles in Edmonton. ***** THREAD SUMMARY - FROM THE RECKONERS FILES

Don’t need anything! Thanks for the thoughts on the girl Sorry I was at my cousins wedding out of town, and had a bunch of work waiting for me when I got back. The husband is using our computer and I’m heading out to see my friend’s new baby in a minute, but if I have time before bed when I get back I’ll tweak and post. If I don’t have time, I’ll try to get to it tomorrow but I have a sanctions hearing to prepare for first thing Wednesday and a big research assignment to complete so we will see. Thanks for the patience!

I actually just remembered I left out Epoch’s weakness getting leaked. I’m on the road atm, and want everyone to get a chance to comment before we canonize everything in there, but I’ll try to find a time in between the wedding I’m attending tomorrow to open the thread. The girl is supposed to be an unknown epic. I thought it might be interesting to have a really potentially dangerous epic out there and have no one remember what she did (Jenn’s memory of the whole fight is wiped by the storm). My one thought is that the way Titan gets destroyed felt a little OP. Any ideas for an insta kill that would work in that scenario that isn’t OP in other contexts? I’d like mystery girl to be dangerous but not city breaking if she goes on a rampage. Maybe her weakness has something to do with being remembered and that’s why they work during the dream storm?

Okay, here we go. I'll want to proof read and fix it up a bit since I just wrote through, but let me know what you think. I'm still trying to decide if that's where I want to end it, or if I want to keep going a little:

I didn’t get farther last night. Worked late and then took the significant other out for a date. Sorry for the wait y’all. Will keep you posted. It’s actually over half done I think so I just need some time to actually sit down and write.

Yuppers! We will see if any of these characters survive to write it though One of the down sides of posting unfinished work haha.

Okay, here's what I have so far. If people want to take it in a different direction, or see some glaring holes already, please let me know. It's been slow going partially because I am not super happy with how it is turning out, so I could really use the feedback. Obviously it's also not proof read yet (usually do that when I'm done writing, if I proofread at all) so feel free to make those comments too.

So I made some more progress on the prologue, but am still not quite done. Should I start posting what I have here for critique and workshopping, or should I wait until the entire thing is done?

She sounds like fun. A few questions though: Is it like a pheromone or mental manipulation type thing, or just appearance? How does it work with different genders and sexualities? Like, would it work on a female asexual person who is only romantically attracted to men?

I probably need one solid evening to finish so it’s just a matter of finding it. This evening I’ll likely be working but I’m hoping to fit it in Tuesday or Wednesday.

I'm about 600-700 words into the prologue and am gonna call it a night. Hopefully I can get it done over the weekend.

How's this draft of the summary looking? I added Typhon in. I'd still like confirmation from @Sazedezas whether the taller structures are necessary for Arachnerd's domain. There are some areas left in the city that do have those, so the territory can be moved. If you want some taller buildings, there's some good ones close to the MEC base that would probably work. Also need a base for Epoch eventually now that Typhon has South Edmonton Common, but we can probably start without that. Gotta go run get some vegetables now, but if I have time when I get back I'll see if I can do some work on the prologue.