I whistled happily as I walked out of the hotel, looking up at the morning sky, the sun rising up over the mountains and took a breath of the cool morning air.
"Ah, feels good to be alive!" I grinned.
[Shame I can't say the same.]
Aw, buddy. We'll get you a body soon enough. Don't worry.
[I'm not. What I'm worried about is why you're being all chummy chummy with discount build-a-bear over there.]
You've been waiting the whole night to ask this haven't you? I chuckled.
[Yes. ...
"You're so cruel, Offee." I sighed.
She gave me a cheeky smile.
"I know."
Did she just pull a Han Solo on me?
Cheeky little shit!
"You've only got two minutes, Jay. Maybe a little less chit chat?" Henry's voice from outside the tent.
"You don't need to remind me." I snipped at him and took out Jane's magic watch.
Pressing the dial in, I watched the clock hands come to a screeching halt, and time began to flow at a snail's pace.
I pulled on my divine power, I isolate...
"Mrs. Kikuno." I reached out to her, "A word please."
She looked me over and her eyes twitched with a certain amount of recognition.
Was I already famous?
Did she read about the Beast's attack in whatever passes for a newspaper for magicians? Or....is it something else.
Did she see something about me in the future.
"Just make it quick." She said, heaving a sigh.
"You're dying-"
"From the cinnabar poisoning? I know." She said, lifting her hands t...
2022-06-13 12:44:29 +0000 UTC View PostAnother two weeks passed as we began to learn more about the magic of this world while also experimenting with Creation Magic.
Creation Magic was simple and not at the same time.
It worked kinda like my shard but at auch lower level and quality. It couldn't attach concepts to stuff for example.
But it could alter the physics by easing the effects of it via scientific-ish processes.
For example, on a sword it couldn't attach a 'cuts everything' concept but it can be used to make ...
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Sorry for the inconvenience. And the delay.
Enjoy the extra chapter. Another one is coming soon.
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"MOTHERFUCKER!" I cried out as I jumped into my room, closing the portal behind me.
I heaved a sigh of relief, sliding down onto the floor, my heart beating like a drum in my chest.
But it didn't help.
Even now, t...
I yawned as I walked through the campus at Brakebills looking around for someone I knew.
I needed to find out if Quentin and Alice had already performed the ritual to summon the Beast or not.
In the show, they did it a couple of days into the school year, hoping to summon the spirit of Alice's dead brother, Charlie in a mirror to help her get closure but ended up summoning the Beast.
The Beast didn't immediately kill them of course. The ritual was precise and had to be done at 12 pm...
"Aren't you a cutiepie!" I cooed, squishing a rabbit against my face as I walked into a clearing.
"Cigarettes." The bunny demanded in a hiarse voice.
"Of course, of course." I petted it and dug into my bag pulling out a pack of Marlboros I had prepared just for this eventuality.
Why was I carrying a talking bunny across the forest?
Because it was my escape route out of here.
Especially now, since my cape had been discharged and I could neither fly nor go in...
2022-05-29 10:32:36 +0000 UTC View PostI stumbled onto a forest path, rotting leaves crunching beneath my feet. Above me an overcast sky glittered under the light of twin moons and a cold breeze blew into me, sending the stench of decay and stagnation across the land.
I looked behind me to see where I had cone from and saw a huge tree with a clock implanted into it and a hollow the size of a wagon carved into it's base.
I could feel the magic coming off of it.
This was it. The portal tree of Fillory, the lamppost...
2022-05-27 15:04:54 +0000 UTC View Post"So let me get this straight. You want me to go out there, where the battle magic murderhobos are. And you want me to distract them, so you can sneak into Fillory." Josh asked with incredulity.
"Be honest with me. Did you sneak one of my psychedelic carrots while I wasn't looking because you have got to be tripping on some major cabooz if you think I'm setting a single foot out of my fortress of solitude!"
Josh Hoberman.
In the books, he was comic relief.
In the show, he was part...
I emerged from a bottomless fountain, soaked and cold, my fist tightly clenched around the button.
Thankfully, the bag of holding slung across my chest was waterproof.
Dean Fogg really went premium making this for me huh?
I pocketed the button, stuffing it in the bag and looked around to get a lay of the land.
The fountain I had just emerged from was a round one, with a circular pedestal at the center.
A statue was placed atop it, depicting Hebe, the goddes...
2022-05-25 15:27:39 +0000 UTC View Post"How many times do I have to tell you kids to not disturb Mr. Plover in his study?! My naive brother already takes care of you wretches and you repay him by leading him into such wicked temptations!" A woman in an old timey matron dress shouted at us.
Sheesh. Gaslighting much?
Your brother is a pedophile lady. Don't blame the kids for his sins!
Margo stepped forward, raising a hand at the woman as she shot back.
"Listen lady whatever y-"
But before she could finish I stopped ...
Ghosts. Spirits of the dead.
They linger in life due to attachments tying them to the mortal plane.
Anger, revenge, pain, grief, and a million other reasons. Even love sometimes.
Or so it would seem in a normal world.
In the multiverse of Magicians however, ghosts are remnant spirits born of trauma. When someone dies a majorly traumatic death, they get stuck in a loop of reliving their death, spectres stalking the worst moments of their lives.
Like echoes of a haunting.
Pi...
Finally, I had it in my hands. A magical battery filled with ambient magic.
Now it was time to set up shop.
I pulled out a small fish tank from my bag of holding and began to reinforce it. First, let's shape it right.
I slapped my hands together, pulling them apart with lines of orange sparking mandalas spinning between them.
With a thought they split aparts, burning strands of orange weaving across my hands to form gloves of eldritch energy. Then using the gloves I applied transm...
John waved at me as soon as I entered the Starbucks.
His face was awash with worry and paralyzing anxiety.
"Hey! Thanks for coming on such short notice. I-i-i couldn't bear to stay at home for a minute longer." He shuddered, trails of tears still wet on his face.
"What happened? You sounded panicked..." I asked taking a seat as he took another sip of hot chocolate.
Of course, I knew exactly what was wrong.
Hehehehehe.
He was falling straight int...
2022-05-23 17:16:35 +0000 UTC View PostI returned to Brakebills later that day with a crate of port and some snacks stuffed in my bag ready for the party tonight.
To be honest, I'm not big on partying being an intovert and what not, but if it helps me make friends for the first time in a while, why not?
As I walked down the path to the Physical Kid's Cottage, I whistled happily, humming Pharell Williams's Happy.
A new life in the college.
My kids safe in a far off isolated world space.
The worms dead.
New friend...
"Not like I can stop you." He scoffed.
"Consider this John. You're walking along the street. Just your average suburban street. Kids are playing happily in their lawns, riding bicycles around the curb.
That one retiree, veteran perhaps, sitting on his porch drinking cofee and reading the morning paper.
You walk by and wave hi. He waves back. It's nice.
Idyllic, picturesque perfection. A good place. A good life. And you're wal...
2022-05-21 07:06:13 +0000 UTC View PostJohn Gaines was having an odd day.
"Senator, there's an email. It was flagged urgent." One of his secretaries had burst in saying.
A man. A donor was offering him 'consulting fees' if he agreed to meet.
Somehow his email had bypassed all their firewalls and checks and directly arrived at his desk.
As of they already knew what his email was. And they shouldn't.
For security reasons, once he had started running for senate he had changed his emails and kept them secret, routed th...
Hours later, Eliot shook me awake.
"Un?" I stirred from sleep.
"We have class." Margo snapped her fingers.
"Open the wards." He yawned.
I yawned and stretched.
"Yeah sure. I have.... some work too."
I put on my coat and warded it up before, with a wave of my hands the wards on the room dropped.
"You're so paranoid." Eliot teased.
"Just taking precautions. I don't have any personal enchantments yet. Say which ones so you guys use?" I asked.
"Just the standard ones. A...
Once Eliot and Margo were asleep and blackout drunk, I knew it was time to erase their memory of me and the portal.
Now, I couldn't well make a memory eraser helmet this fast, mostly because I didn't have the equipment or materials yet.
I also couldn't cast the memory wiping spell Strange used in No Way Home on them. Not only was it overkill, and they also had their personal enchantments on their bodies that I knew nothing about. If I cast the spell wrong I could end up killing them, w...
Now that I had the wards on my coat, I was safe enough to return to Brakebills undetected.
A long flight and can ride later, I was back in my room at Brakebills, a third of my magical reserves restored.
Now the real planning began.
I had been gone for two days now and I had to answer for my absence.
No. Not to the Dean, but to my new friends.
"Those are some powerful wards you're sporting there champ." Eliot said as he smoked a cig.
Damn he looks cool!
"Well, you know wh...
I felt the barrel of a gun press against the back of my head as the familiar click of a cocking hammer rang out softly behind me.
"Who are you and how did you find me?"
I gulped heavily, as I turned around coming face to face with a middle aged woman.
"Dana Wallens? Um... Just hear me out. Reynard has returned."
I watched the color drain from her face as pure terror inflected in her eyes.
Her focus split, I immediately seized the opportunity.
With one smooth move, I snaked ...
As soon as I got back, I got to work on rearming myself.
The first thing I made?
My trusty 9 gauge laser pistol.
Scrounging up parts from local hobby shops, electronics stores and amazon warehouses, I recreated my basic toolset. Except this time, it was better, compact and higher efficiency than the first time around when I made it in Heroes.
Why?
Simple.
Now I had technokinesis!
Don't have some rare materials?
Hack into the manufacturer or suppliers systems and eith...
"Fuck! Henry! Be gentle, please. We're not in your bed." Jane hissed.
"If you can make a joke, the you're at least good enough to go to Lipson." Henry Fogg laughed, pulling out the pen from her fractured shoulder.
"No. She will probably prescribe me weeks of bed rest or try to keep me there, in the infirmary.
I can't have that. I have places to be, things to set in order." Jane refused, "This will have to do."
"Now hold tight. I'm going to start reknitting your bones." He a...
Travelling like common people sucks ass. Massive Kim Kardashian plastic filled ass.
It is true what they say.
You don't know the true value of something until you have lost it and watching a crackhead dancing and singing loudly on the New York subway, holding a "Giv mi moniz" sign I couldn't agree more.
I miss my portal gun.
Oh the golden days, when I could just teleport somewhere whenever I wanted to.
I could almost cry.
If I had withdrawn some cash before coming here, I ...
"So it really does say 'Spellwork is not unlikely to murder you.' huh?" I read out.
I was back in Dean Fogg's office the next day
"What? Did you think magic was all rainbows and unicorn farts?" Dean Fogg scoffed.
"No. Just that when it's you who's affected by it, that kinda bones the schadenfreude, y'know?" I shrugged, signing the waiver.
"What does that mean?" He asked, confused.
"Nothing." I lied.
Can't tell him he's in a tv show can I now?
"Now can I have what we agree...
Shopping for clothes and basic necessities, gathering normal tech to cobble together better tools and creating a new lab and workshop.
Takes me back to five years ago when I was taking my first steps in the multiverse, in the world of Heroes.
I smiled.
Using my new funds and identity, I gathered all the necessary materials for the beginnings of a new base and returned to the dorms assigned to me, finally changing from those middle earth rags into a cream shirt and denim jeans.
I ...
I saw the grimace on Dean Fogg's face but I saw no answer.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He insisted.
Alright. Let's push a little.
"Really? So you wouldn't mind me talking about what you and Eliza are-"
"Stop!" Dean Fogg shouted, "I get it. Everyone, out. I need to talk to thisan alone."
"Henry you have to be joking. He is .... We don't even know what he is. And if he has really killed gods then-" Professor Lipson argued.
"Yes. You felt that magic too didn't you...
"U-u-uh hey where am I? Where are we, I mean ... I-i-i was in ..." Quentin stuttered in confusion, as he looked around.
"Upstate New York." Eliot answered.
"Upstate...but I was just..." Quentin fumbled.
"Okay ... W-what is this place?" He asked.
Yeah. He's definitely more of a Deku.
May turn out useful later if only as a meat shield.
I silently assessed.
"Brakebills University." Eliot explained as we walked, "You have been offered a preliminary ...
2022-05-15 00:52:28 +0000 UTC View PostI watched the first of my ship's three layered forcefields crack and shatter as the worms swarmed me, dogpiling over me like bloodsucking leeches.
Their claws dug into my flesh at every angle, restricting my movements, sending searing waves of pain across my body as the rest of them began to hurl their full might at the second forcefield.
No! NO!
NOOOO!
I burned with rage and indignation.
Worms! You are just worms!
How dare you raise your claws at me?!
<... 2022-05-10 09:48:37 +0000 UTC View PostI watched the space whales get closer and closer while the A.I. ran the calculations for the battle predictions.
A notification popped up on my contacts.
"Targets entering effective range. Suggestion. Initiate deployment." The A.I. informed.
"Yup. Deploy the Sudarshan Chakra. Apply closed timelike curvature at the edges. Trap the bitches in an inescapable mini time loop." I said, taking control of the auxiliary armaments.
"As you wish sir."
A stream of baryonic particles shot o...