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Central Control Team A

Left to right: Zilke, Honja, Brook

Central Control Team B

Left to right: Blomme, Noah, Mckenna

Disciplinary Team

Left to right, top to bottom: Thorne, Odalia, Carnation, Dorado

Welfare Team

Left to right: HaLynn, Giselle

(Carnation lowered their rifle, visibly more at ease now that the transfer of F-06-379 had gone smoothly.)

(Hana checked their tablet to double check that all the readings were acceptable, then nodded.)

“It’s only here because Welfare won’t be able to respond effectively if it escapes. There’s a new employee coming in soon, they’ll start working with Grandmother Pain once they’ve arrived.)

(A nod from Carnation.)

“Any suppression info yet?” (she asked, her tone businesslike and confident.)

#carnation they/she

(Carnation lowered their rifle, visibly more at ease now that the transfer of F-06-379 had gone smoothly.)

#carnation they/she

[A message has arrived.]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: is this thing actually working? this is like the third time i’ve tried sending anything anywhere, i have no idea who might get it lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Well I got this message.

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Yo

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Whoever you are lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Nice to meet ya.

[DAVE/QUANTUM changed their in-chat name to Dave Q. Yun]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: heyyyy it worked!!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’m ollie, nice to meet you too!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: supposedly this thing does multi dimensional communication, is that real or is this just halynn pranking me?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yea you most likely are communicating across space & time or something. I mean, I'm a worldhopper so I'm not surprised on this development.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Anyways Poussey Yun. But I prefer to be called either Dave or Quantum as to sort-of separate myself from my other selves.

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo there’s other versions of you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i wonder if there’s other versions of me…

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway!! you said something about being a worldhopper?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yes there are many versions of everyone. The universe is near-infinite and is always expanding.

[Dave Q. Yun]: And yea...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Pretty much almost all of us Poussey Yuns are world hoppers. Don't know which one of us is the original but we end up somehow gaining the ability to travel between dimensions.

[Dave Q. Yun]: It's been years since I've been able to and I've long since forgotten which dimension I came from. Not that It matters!

[Dave Q. Yun]: I just go wherever my legs take me. Not that I mind. It's always nice to meet new people and eat many delicious things!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo that sounds cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: and very stressful

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: but mostly cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: you wouldn’t happen to have stumbled into any other versions of me?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: oh wait you don’t know me well enough for that to work do you

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what about anyone called fimbultyr?

[Dave Q. Yun]: .... I think I've seen like two other versions of you... But that was a long time ago... I think...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Don't trust my memory when it comes to time frames. I am honestly jack shit at knowing time and how long it's been since something.

[Dave Q. Yun]: and fimbultyr? That name doesn't ring a bell for me, sadly.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Were they important to you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: nah just a name i heard around here

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: out of curiosity do you remember if i ever mentioned any siblings

[Dave Q. Yun]: ... I think one of the two of your other selves I've met mentioned 'em... Think they had Knight of Dispair's EGO armor... An' a giant coffin on their back. They also had he Safety Department armband....

[Dave Q. Yun]: The other one (who wore King of Greed's EGO Armor... and feather of Honor EGO Gift... and was always very angry. And had the Disciplinary Department armband...) never mentioned any siblings.

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: huh

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: can’t tell if that’s good or bad for either one

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what’s your favorite color

[Dave Q. Yun]: Favorite color....

[Dave Q. Yun]: I'd have to say either Orange or Blue...

[Dave Q. Yun]: I can't choose between those two... they are both just so pleasing to my eyes.

[Dave Q. Yun]: You?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’d have to go with pink!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: or maybe purple

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: blue is also good

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: but i’m sticking with pink

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what abouttttt

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: do you have any ego gifts and if so which ones?

[Dave Q. Yun]: As for EGO Gifts... (even tho I'm technically not an agent but I somehow get them)

[Dave Q. Yun]: Got this glowy feather crown thing from a flaming bird... Some folks I've encountered said it's called Feather of Honor....

[Dave Q. Yun]: Also have these leather strap things around my mouth from some abnormality that looks like a guy in a straitjacket... I think they called it Regret or something...

[Dave Q. Yun]: also have this nice wooden magatama-shaped thing in my hair with an orange tassel coming off it. It's called Discord I think...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Other than that that's all I know I have at the current moment.

[Dave Q. Yun]: And from my own tests on myself I found out I can have pretty much infinite EGO Gifts on me... from what I know of.

[Dave Q. Yun]: I honestly haven't had the chance to test it out since I always end up in other dimensions.

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo neat!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i haveeeeee

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: sound of a star

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: mimicry

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: horn

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: adoration

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: and that’s it for now

[Dave Q. Yun]: Neat.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Anyways I'm gonna go back to... stealing the me of the dimension I'm in's lunch with a comrade in arms

[Dave Q. Yun]: Have a nice day/night/evening/whatever and be sure to eat.

#ollie the magical girl he/him #thread end

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: same to you!!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i should go eat, thanks for the reminder,,,,,,,,

[A message has arrived.]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: is this thing actually working? this is like the third time i’ve tried sending anything anywhere, i have no idea who might get it lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Well I got this message.

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Yo

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Whoever you are lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Nice to meet ya.

[DAVE/QUANTUM changed their in-chat name to Dave Q. Yun]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: heyyyy it worked!!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’m ollie, nice to meet you too!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: supposedly this thing does multi dimensional communication, is that real or is this just halynn pranking me?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yea you most likely are communicating across space & time or something. I mean, I'm a worldhopper so I'm not surprised on this development.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Anyways Poussey Yun. But I prefer to be called either Dave or Quantum as to sort-of separate myself from my other selves.

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo there’s other versions of you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i wonder if there’s other versions of me…

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway!! you said something about being a worldhopper?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yes there are many versions of everyone. The universe is near-infinite and is always expanding.

[Dave Q. Yun]: And yea...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Pretty much almost all of us Poussey Yuns are world hoppers. Don't know which one of us is the original but we end up somehow gaining the ability to travel between dimensions.

[Dave Q. Yun]: It's been years since I've been able to and I've long since forgotten which dimension I came from. Not that It matters!

[Dave Q. Yun]: I just go wherever my legs take me. Not that I mind. It's always nice to meet new people and eat many delicious things!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo that sounds cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: and very stressful

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: but mostly cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: you wouldn’t happen to have stumbled into any other versions of me?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: oh wait you don’t know me well enough for that to work do you

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what about anyone called fimbultyr?

[Dave Q. Yun]: .... I think I've seen like two other versions of you... But that was a long time ago... I think...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Don't trust my memory when it comes to time frames. I am honestly jack shit at knowing time and how long it's been since something.

[Dave Q. Yun]: and fimbultyr? That name doesn't ring a bell for me, sadly.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Were they important to you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: nah just a name i heard around here

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: out of curiosity do you remember if i ever mentioned any siblings

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: huh

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: can’t tell if that’s good or bad for either one

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what’s your favorite color

[Dave Q. Yun]: Favorite color....

[Dave Q. Yun]: I'd have to say either Orange or Blue...

[Dave Q. Yun]: I can't choose between those two... they are both just so pleasing to my eyes.

[Dave Q. Yun]: You?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’d have to go with pink!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: or maybe purple

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: blue is also good

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: but i’m sticking with pink

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what abouttttt

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: do you have any ego gifts and if so which ones?

[Dave Q. Yun]: As for EGO Gifts... (even tho I'm technically not an agent but I somehow get them)

[Dave Q. Yun]: Got this glowy feather crown thing from a flaming bird... Some folks I've encountered said it's called Feather of Honor....

[Dave Q. Yun]: Also have these leather strap things around my mouth from some abnormality that looks like a guy in a straitjacket... I think they called it Regret or something...

[Dave Q. Yun]: also have this nice wooden magatama-shaped thing in my hair with an orange tassel coming off it. It's called Discord I think...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Other than that that's all I know I have at the current moment.

[Dave Q. Yun]: And from my own tests on myself I found out I can have pretty much infinite EGO Gifts on me... from what I know of.

[Dave Q. Yun]: I honestly haven't had the chance to test it out since I always end up in other dimensions.

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo neat!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i haveeeeee

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: sound of a star

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: mimicry

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: horn

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: adoration

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: and that’s it for now

[A message has arrived.]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: is this thing actually working? this is like the third time i’ve tried sending anything anywhere, i have no idea who might get it lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Well I got this message.

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Yo

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Whoever you are lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Nice to meet ya.

[DAVE/QUANTUM changed their in-chat name to Dave Q. Yun]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: heyyyy it worked!!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’m ollie, nice to meet you too!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: supposedly this thing does multi dimensional communication, is that real or is this just halynn pranking me?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yea you most likely are communicating across space & time or something. I mean, I'm a worldhopper so I'm not surprised on this development.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Anyways Poussey Yun. But I prefer to be called either Dave or Quantum as to sort-of separate myself from my other selves.

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo there’s other versions of you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i wonder if there’s other versions of me…

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway!! you said something about being a worldhopper?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yes there are many versions of everyone. The universe is near-infinite and is always expanding.

[Dave Q. Yun]: And yea...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Pretty much almost all of us Poussey Yuns are world hoppers. Don't know which one of us is the original but we end up somehow gaining the ability to travel between dimensions.

[Dave Q. Yun]: It's been years since I've been able to and I've long since forgotten which dimension I came from. Not that It matters!

[Dave Q. Yun]: I just go wherever my legs take me. Not that I mind. It's always nice to meet new people and eat many delicious things!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo that sounds cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: and very stressful

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: but mostly cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: you wouldn’t happen to have stumbled into any other versions of me?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: oh wait you don’t know me well enough for that to work do you

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what about anyone called fimbultyr?

[Dave Q. Yun]: .... I think I've seen like two other versions of you... But that was a long time ago... I think...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Don't trust my memory when it comes to time frames. I am honestly jack shit at knowing time and how long it's been since something.

[Dave Q. Yun]: and fimbultyr? That name doesn't ring a bell for me, sadly.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Were they important to you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: nah just a name i heard around here

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: out of curiosity do you remember if i ever mentioned any siblings

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: huh

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: can’t tell if that’s good or bad for either one

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what’s your favorite color

[Dave Q. Yun]: Favorite color....

[Dave Q. Yun]: I'd have to say either Orange or Blue...

[Dave Q. Yun]: I can't choose between those two... they are both just so pleasing to my eyes.

[Dave Q. Yun]: You?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’d have to go with pink!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: or maybe purple

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: blue is also good

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: but i’m sticking with pink

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what abouttttt

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: do you have any ego gifts and if so which ones?

[A message has arrived.]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: is this thing actually working? this is like the third time i’ve tried sending anything anywhere, i have no idea who might get it lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Well I got this message.

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Yo

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Whoever you are lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Nice to meet ya.

[DAVE/QUANTUM changed their in-chat name to Dave Q. Yun]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: heyyyy it worked!!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’m ollie, nice to meet you too!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: supposedly this thing does multi dimensional communication, is that real or is this just halynn pranking me?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yea you most likely are communicating across space & time or something. I mean, I'm a worldhopper so I'm not surprised on this development.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Anyways Poussey Yun. But I prefer to be called either Dave or Quantum as to sort-of separate myself from my other selves.

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo there’s other versions of you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i wonder if there’s other versions of me…

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway!! you said something about being a worldhopper?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yes there are many versions of everyone. The universe is near-infinite and is always expanding.

[Dave Q. Yun]: And yea...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Pretty much almost all of us Poussey Yuns are world hoppers. Don't know which one of us is the original but we end up somehow gaining the ability to travel between dimensions.

[Dave Q. Yun]: It's been years since I've been able to and I've long since forgotten which dimension I came from. Not that It matters!

[Dave Q. Yun]: I just go wherever my legs take me. Not that I mind. It's always nice to meet new people and eat many delicious things!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo that sounds cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: and very stressful

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: but mostly cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: you wouldn’t happen to have stumbled into any other versions of me?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: oh wait you don’t know me well enough for that to work do you

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what about anyone called fimbultyr?

[Dave Q. Yun]: .... I think I've seen like two other versions of you... But that was a long time ago... I think...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Don't trust my memory when it comes to time frames. I am honestly jack shit at knowing time and how long it's been since something.

[Dave Q. Yun]: and fimbultyr? That name doesn't ring a bell for me, sadly.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Were they important to you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: nah just a name i heard around here

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: out of curiosity do you remember if i ever mentioned any siblings

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: huh

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: can’t tell if that’s good or bad for either one

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what’s your favorite color

[A message has arrived.]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: is this thing actually working? this is like the third time i’ve tried sending anything anywhere, i have no idea who might get it lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Well I got this message.

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Yo

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Whoever you are lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Nice to meet ya.

[DAVE/QUANTUM changed their in-chat name to Dave Q. Yun]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: heyyyy it worked!!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’m ollie, nice to meet you too!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: supposedly this thing does multi dimensional communication, is that real or is this just halynn pranking me?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yea you most likely are communicating across space & time or something. I mean, I'm a worldhopper so I'm not surprised on this development.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Anyways Poussey Yun. But I prefer to be called either Dave or Quantum as to sort-of separate myself from my other selves.

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo there’s other versions of you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i wonder if there’s other versions of me…

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway!! you said something about being a worldhopper?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yes there are many versions of everyone. The universe is near-infinite and is always expanding.

[Dave Q. Yun]: And yea...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Pretty much almost all of us Poussey Yuns are world hoppers. Don't know which one of us is the original but we end up somehow gaining the ability to travel between dimensions.

[Dave Q. Yun]: It's been years since I've been able to and I've long since forgotten which dimension I came from. Not that It matters!

[Dave Q. Yun]: I just go wherever my legs take me. Not that I mind. It's always nice to meet new people and eat many delicious things!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo that sounds cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: and very stressful

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: but mostly cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: you wouldn’t happen to have stumbled into any other versions of me?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: oh wait you don’t know me well enough for that to work do you

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what about anyone called fimbultyr?

[Dave Q. Yun]: .... I think I've seen like two other versions of you... But that was a long time ago... I think...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Don't trust my memory when it comes to time frames. I am honestly jack shit at knowing time and how long it's been since something.

[Dave Q. Yun]: and fimbultyr? That name doesn't ring a bell for me, sadly.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Were they important to you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: nah just a name i heard around here

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: out of curiosity do you remember if i ever mentioned any siblings

[A message has arrived.]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: is this thing actually working? this is like the third time i’ve tried sending anything anywhere, i have no idea who might get it lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Well I got this message.

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Yo

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Whoever you are lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Nice to meet ya.

[DAVE/QUANTUM changed their in-chat name to Dave Q. Yun]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: heyyyy it worked!!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’m ollie, nice to meet you too!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: supposedly this thing does multi dimensional communication, is that real or is this just halynn pranking me?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yea you most likely are communicating across space & time or something. I mean, I'm a worldhopper so I'm not surprised on this development.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Anyways Poussey Yun. But I prefer to be called either Dave or Quantum as to sort-of separate myself from my other selves.

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo there’s other versions of you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i wonder if there’s other versions of me…

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway!! you said something about being a worldhopper?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yes there are many versions of everyone. The universe is near-infinite and is always expanding.

[Dave Q. Yun]: And yea...

[Dave Q. Yun]: Pretty much almost all of us Poussey Yuns are world hoppers. Don't know which one of us is the original but we end up somehow gaining the ability to travel between dimensions.

[Dave Q. Yun]: It's been years since I've been able to and I've long since forgotten which dimension I came from. Not that It matters!

[Dave Q. Yun]: I just go wherever my legs take me. Not that I mind. It's always nice to meet new people and eat many delicious things!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo that sounds cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: and very stressful

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: but mostly cool!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: you wouldn’t happen to have stumbled into any other versions of me?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: oh wait you don’t know me well enough for that to work do you

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: what about anyone called fimbultyr?

[A message has arrived.]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: is this thing actually working? this is like the third time i’ve tried sending anything anywhere, i have no idea who might get it lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Well I got this message.

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Yo

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Whoever you are lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Nice to meet ya.

[DAVE/QUANTUM changed their in-chat name to Dave Q. Yun]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: heyyyy it worked!!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’m ollie, nice to meet you too!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: supposedly this thing does multi dimensional communication, is that real or is this just halynn pranking me?

[Dave Q. Yun]: Yea you most likely are communicating across space & time or something. I mean, I'm a worldhopper so I'm not surprised on this development.

[Dave Q. Yun]: Anyways Poussey Yun. But I prefer to be called either Dave or Quantum as to sort-of separate myself from my other selves.

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: ooo there’s other versions of you?

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i wonder if there’s other versions of me…

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: anyway!! you said something about being a worldhopper?

[A message has arrived.]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: is this thing actually working? this is like the third time i’ve tried sending anything anywhere, i have no idea who might get it lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Well I got this message.

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Yo

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Whoever you are lol

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ

[DAVE/QUANTUM]: Nice to meet ya.

[DAVE/QUANTUM changed their in-chat name to Dave Q. Yun]

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: heyyyy it worked!!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: i’m ollie, nice to meet you too!!

[✨🌈Ollie💫🌟]: supposedly this thing does multi dimensional communication, is that real or is this just halynn pranking me?

(Hana knocks on the door to the training department’s shooting range, then steps inside.)

(Zilke can hear the rifle in their hands crackle with energy as that familiar blue smear appears in the fog of their vision - or rather, their lack thereof. Nothing else pierces that all encompassing fog, but they don’t need to see to know their aim is dead on.)

(Ever since they got that pipe, they’ve always had an almost sixth sense of sorts, just this . . . this gut feeling of where to aim.)

(It’s never been wrong so far.)

(They pull the trigger, and

(CRACK)

(A clean hole, straight through the bullseye.)

(Hana stops, silently and secretly impressed. They take a step and take care to set their foot heavily, enough to be heard.)

“What do you need from me.” (Zilke doesn’t turn around. Their voice echoes just barely in the room.)

(For a moment, Hana starts to look a little insulted but it quickly vanishes. The tone of slight offense reaches their voice but nothing else.)

“Am I not allowed to just visits a friend? I much dislike being on such poor terms with you, I was hoping we could talk it through and come to some sort of closure.”

“Sure.”

(They raise their rifle again, taking aim with the confidence of an olympic marksman aiming at fish in a barrel.)

“What do you want from me.”

“Well, I’ve discovered some things that might interest you.”

(CRACK)

“Like what.” (They know they hit a perfect bullseye.)

“I have evidence of other realms of existence.”

“You at least were right about one thing.”

(The edge of the hole in the target is charred slightly, a blue tint to the wisps of smoke making them appear suitably unnatural.)

(The barrel of the rifle drops down, still held expertly but now at rest.)

(Zilke turns to face Hana.)

“After what happened with Ollie and Michael?”

(They step closer.)

“After all that?”

(Even closer.)

(Hana can’t shake the feeling that Zilke is staring straight into their soul with those cloudy, milky white eyes.)

(They take a deep breath.)

“Yes.”

“We have to try.”

[“I have to try.”]

“I want nothing to do with your schemes, Hana.”

“Not after you cost me my eyes.”

(They level the rifle in the direction they face, and the tip of the barrel is inches away from Hana’s heart.)

“Now get out.”

“You wouldn’t,” (Hana says quietly.)

(Zilke’s world of pitch black and faint grays is lit by that familiar blue smear of light.)

“I would.”

“Leave.”

(Hana opens their mouth to speak.)

(Zilke’s finger moves to the trigger.)

“Fine.” (And they turn and stalk out the door.)

#zilke they/them #thread end

(They hold the rifle there for a moment.)

(Then Zilke lowers it slowly.)

(Hana knocks on the door to the training department’s shooting range, then steps inside.)

(Ever since they got that pipe, they’ve always had an almost sixth sense of sorts, just this . . . this gut feeling of where to aim.)

(It’s never been wrong so far.)

(They pull the trigger, and

(CRACK)

(A clean hole, straight through the bullseye.)

(Hana stops, silently and secretly impressed. They take a step and take care to set their foot heavily, enough to be heard.)

“What do you need from me.” (Zilke doesn’t turn around. Their voice echoes just barely in the room.)

(For a moment, Hana starts to look a little insulted but it quickly vanishes. The tone of slight offense reaches their voice but nothing else.)

“Am I not allowed to just visits a friend? I much dislike being on such poor terms with you, I was hoping we could talk it through and come to some sort of closure.”

“Sure.”

(They raise their rifle again, taking aim with the confidence of an olympic marksman aiming at fish in a barrel.)

“What do you want from me.”

“Well, I’ve discovered some things that might interest you.”

(CRACK)

“Like what.” (They know they hit a perfect bullseye.)

“I have evidence of other realms of existence.”

“You at least were right about one thing.”

(The edge of the hole in the target is charred slightly, a blue tint to the wisps of smoke making them appear suitably unnatural.)

(The barrel of the rifle drops down, still held expertly but now at rest.)

(Zilke turns to face Hana.)

“After what happened with Ollie and Michael?”

(They step closer.)

“After all that?”

(Even closer.)

(Hana can’t shake the feeling that Zilke is staring straight into their soul with those cloudy, milky white eyes.)

(They take a deep breath.)

“Yes.”

“We have to try.”

[“I have to try.”]

“I want nothing to do with your schemes, Hana.”

“Not after you cost me my eyes.”

(They level the rifle in the direction they face, and the tip of the barrel is inches away from Hana’s heart.)

“Now get out.”

“You wouldn’t,” (Hana says quietly.)

(Zilke’s world of pitch black and faint grays is lit by that familiar blue smear of light.)

“I would.”

“Leave.”

(Hana opens their mouth to speak.)

(Zilke’s finger moves to the trigger.)

(Hana knocks on the door to the training department’s shooting range, then steps inside.)

(Ever since they got that pipe, they’ve always had an almost sixth sense of sorts, just this . . . this gut feeling of where to aim.)

(It’s never been wrong so far.)

(They pull the trigger, and

(CRACK)

(A clean hole, straight through the bullseye.)

(Hana stops, silently and secretly impressed. They take a step and take care to set their foot heavily, enough to be heard.)

“What do you need from me.” (Zilke doesn’t turn around. Their voice echoes just barely in the room.)

(For a moment, Hana starts to look a little insulted but it quickly vanishes. The tone of slight offense reaches their voice but nothing else.)

“Am I not allowed to just visits a friend? I much dislike being on such poor terms with you, I was hoping we could talk it through and come to some sort of closure.”

“Sure.”

(They raise their rifle again, taking aim with the confidence of an olympic marksman aiming at fish in a barrel.)

“What do you want from me.”

“Well, I’ve discovered some things that might interest you.”

(CRACK)

“Like what.” (They know they hit a perfect bullseye.)

“I have evidence of other realms of existence.”

“You at least were right about one thing.”

(The edge of the hole in the target is charred slightly, a blue tint to the wisps of smoke making them appear suitably unnatural.)

(The barrel of the rifle drops down, still held expertly but now at rest.)

(Zilke turns to face Hana.)

“After what happened with Ollie and Michael?”

(They step closer.)

“After all that?”

(Even closer.)

(Hana can’t shake the feeling that Zilke is staring straight into their soul with those cloudy, milky white eyes.)

(They take a deep breath.)

“Yes.”

“We have to try.”

[“I have to try.”]

“I want nothing to do with your schemes, Hana.”

“Not after you cost me my eyes.”

(They level the rifle in the direction they face, and the tip of the barrel is inches away from Hana’s heart.)

“Now get out.”

“You wouldn’t,” (Hana says quietly.)

(Zilke’s world of pitch black and faint grays is lit by that familiar blue smear of light.)

“I would.”

“Leave.”

(Hana knocks on the door to the training department’s shooting range, then steps inside.)

(Ever since they got that pipe, they’ve always had an almost sixth sense of sorts, just this . . . this gut feeling of where to aim.)

(It’s never been wrong so far.)

(They pull the trigger, and

(CRACK)

(A clean hole, straight through the bullseye.)

(Hana stops, silently and secretly impressed. They take a step and take care to set their foot heavily, enough to be heard.)

“What do you need from me.” (Zilke doesn’t turn around. Their voice echoes just barely in the room.)

(For a moment, Hana starts to look a little insulted but it quickly vanishes. The tone of slight offense reaches their voice but nothing else.)

“Am I not allowed to just visits a friend? I much dislike being on such poor terms with you, I was hoping we could talk it through and come to some sort of closure.”

“Sure.”

(They raise their rifle again, taking aim with the confidence of an olympic marksman aiming at fish in a barrel.)

“What do you want from me.”

“Well, I’ve discovered some things that might interest you.”

(CRACK)

“Like what.” (They know they hit a perfect bullseye.)

“I have evidence of other realms of existence.”

“You at least were right about one thing.”

(The edge of the hole in the target is charred slightly, a blue tint to the wisps of smoke making them appear suitably unnatural.)

(The barrel of the rifle drops down, still held expertly but now at rest.)

(Zilke turns to face Hana.)

“After what happened with Ollie and Michael?”

(They step closer.)

“After all that?”

(Even closer.)

(Hana can’t shake the feeling that Zilke is staring straight into their soul with those cloudy, milky white eyes.)

(They take a deep breath.)

“Yes.”

“We have to try.”

[“I have to try.”]

“I want nothing to do with your schemes, Hana.”

“Not after you cost me my eyes.”

(They level the rifle in the direction they face, and the tip of the barrel is inches away from Hana’s heart.)

“Now get out.”

(Hana knocks on the door to the training department’s shooting range, then steps inside.)

(Ever since they got that pipe, they’ve always had an almost sixth sense of sorts, just this . . . this gut feeling of where to aim.)

(It’s never been wrong so far.)

(They pull the trigger, and

(CRACK)

(A clean hole, straight through the bullseye.)

(Hana stops, silently and secretly impressed. They take a step and take care to set their foot heavily, enough to be heard.)

“What do you need from me.” (Zilke doesn’t turn around. Their voice echoes just barely in the room.)

(For a moment, Hana starts to look a little insulted but it quickly vanishes. The tone of slight offense reaches their voice but nothing else.)

“Am I not allowed to just visits a friend? I much dislike being on such poor terms with you, I was hoping we could talk it through and come to some sort of closure.”

“Sure.”

(They raise their rifle again, taking aim with the confidence of an olympic marksman aiming at fish in a barrel.)

“What do you want from me.”

“Well, I’ve discovered some things that might interest you.”

(CRACK)

“Like what.” (They know they hit a perfect bullseye.)

“I have evidence of other realms of existence.”

“You at least were right about one thing.”

(The edge of the hole in the target is charred slightly, a blue tint to the wisps of smoke making them appear suitably unnatural.)

(The barrel of the rifle drops down, still held expertly but now at rest.)

(Zilke turns to face Hana.)

“After what happened with Ollie and Michael?”

(They step closer.)

“After all that?”

(Even closer.)

(Hana knocks on the door to the training department’s shooting range, then steps inside.)

(Ever since they got that pipe, they’ve always had an almost sixth sense of sorts, just this . . . this gut feeling of where to aim.)

(It’s never been wrong so far.)

(They pull the trigger, and

(CRACK)

(A clean hole, straight through the bullseye.)

(Hana stops, silently and secretly impressed. They take a step and take care to set their foot heavily, enough to be heard.)

“What do you need from me.” (Zilke doesn’t turn around. Their voice echoes just barely in the room.)

(For a moment, Hana starts to look a little insulted but it quickly vanishes. The tone of slight offense reaches their voice but nothing else.)

“Am I not allowed to just visits a friend? I much dislike being on such poor terms with you, I was hoping we could talk it through and come to some sort of closure.”

“Sure.”

(They raise their rifle again, taking aim with the confidence of an olympic marksman aiming at fish in a barrel.)

“What do you want from me.”

“Well, I’ve discovered some things that might interest you.”

(CRACK)

“Like what.” (They know they hit a perfect bullseye.)