Tomorrow the next chapter of Weaver's Web should be coming up and I'll also be linking a blu sky account to this. At the con, talking to some other content creators, twitter has become increasingly useless,so I'm going to make the shift over.
2025-03-31 06:17:17 +0000 UTC View PostThe storm was getting more intense, but people were swarming out of the shelter.
Save for those trapped.
“I can’t clear the space,” Glory Girl said. “It keeps coming down.”
And she’s our only bu—
“Here we are, to save the day!” the voice sounded over my link as Aisha… and Madison? What the fuck?
“Aisha—“
“Gotta plan, Boss!” Aisha said. Then she was shoving all seven odd feet of H.R. Geiger schoolgirl into the ...
2025-03-27 21:00:34 +0000 UTC View PostI looked at the wrecked shelter, and nodded. We can do this. Glancing over at Kid Win, I gestured at a big building across the street from the shelter, lower floors flooded and wrecked. “You’ve been using your sensors, can you scan for the main structural members?”
“Um, yeah, but shouldn’t I set up my alternator—“
He’d talked about that before, and I shook my head. “No. We are rescuing people. The last thing we want to do is to attract Leviathan’s...
2025-03-25 00:56:16 +0000 UTC View PostI was continuing to work, providing assistance, although the continual lightning was making coms difficult. The wind was now gusting up to 75 miles per hour, massive rainfall, estimated at about 4 inches per hour.
Not everyone had gotten out in time, and now the Endbringer sirens were wailing for any who hadn’t noticed. Fortunately, we weren’t the only ones working evacuation. The PRT, emergency services and Protectorate had evacuated well over a million people safely out of the reg...
2025-03-23 03:41:50 +0000 UTC View PostI could hear the thunder outside. Moments after the rain started, clouds had built, Leviathan’s hydrokinesis proving to have other applications than the short-ranged ones. The barometric pressure was dropping like a stone, a storm building, not in days or weeks, but hours.
“We are getting sustained wind gusts of over 60 miles an hour, along with intense rain and lightning.” A weathercaster said, sweat causing her makeup to run. “The PRT has announced that thi...
2025-03-21 02:22:52 +0000 UTC View PostKids doctor's appointment went fine. Me, sitting in the waiting room next to four kids with the plague...not so fine. I'll be trying to get the next chapter out tonight, or tomorrow, but It depends on whether I can stop hacking a lung up.
2025-03-20 01:17:38 +0000 UTC View PostTomorrow, so i'm releasing this one publicly today and the next one tomorrow night. I'm gonna try to get everything out by Friday since this is the kind of part that doesn't really do well with long pauses.
2025-03-17 01:00:27 +0000 UTC View PostGlory Girl:
Vicky was flying as fast as she could. Some cars had accidents—the roads were getting more crowded, and there wasn’t any time to wait.
At least Mom won’t ground me. The adults might be fighting Leviathan, and didn’t that just make her stomach clench, but she wasn’t. Mom had been very strict about that. Because she could tank anything—once, but then she had to wait for her shield to come back and Mom had made her sit down and watch just how
This happens before the Endbringer attack and after Orb Weaver’s raid on the dog ring.
Reina fell out of the sky, paper wings letting her glide down to where Lung was, along with some ABB guards. This time she was graceful in her landing.
“Kanshi,” Lung rumbled. “You are ready?”
“Yes.” She said.
“Good. Let us enter.” He gestured, and Reina took up her place, to his side and slightly behind, as was proper.
They entered Somer’s Rock. Reina looke...
2025-03-13 05:18:52 +0000 UTC View PostThere's been a bit of chaos this week, to say nothing of three seperate drafts of the first part of the endbringer fight, all of which didn't work. I' have a promising one now, but since you've been so patient, I give a short little fun bit unrelated to anything.
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I had become a Tinker. In the locker, I had seen so much. And not only was I a tinker, most of my inventions were replicable.
And everyone knew that that meant. The gangs would be after me. I—
I...
2025-03-12 03:38:49 +0000 UTC View PostThe Wards would assist the police in our ‘drill’ while I helped with the overall evacuation.
The Wards minus Vista. With the time we had, emergency services would be clearing major roads in Texas City and other regions, the empty stretches open for her to use her power to turn miles to feet.
For Galveston, the main goal was to get people off of the low-lying island, into the inland regions, where shelters were more survivable, if marginally so.
First schools and hosp...
2025-03-07 03:53:17 +0000 UTC View PostThe Parahuman Age, Wonder and Terror, Episode 6: Winslow.
BBC Productions.
“In our last episode, we stood on a platform, looking into a fairy tale kingdom masking horror. The Ellisburg Containment Zone—in fact, the BBC is one of the only news organizations allowed to be so close to the zone, and that required us to agree to a full week of quarantine after we shot our segment.”
Reporter gestures behind him.
“Today, I’m standing in front of th...
2025-03-03 00:08:11 +0000 UTC View PostEms was hiding when Alexandria walked into the Ward’s quarters. I waited to see what she’d do, putting my book down. Ems would know—Ems, within her range knew nearly everything that happened… unless it involved colors or sound.
A few moments later, her door opened, and she walked out, the scent of flowers filling the air.
Not perfume. Ems couldn’t hear, couldn’t see, not like we could, even her sense of touch was deadened. But she could smell, and she collected flowers...
2025-03-01 00:12:12 +0000 UTC View PostI was sitting at my desk at Arcadia when my phone went off, along with several others. Everyone tensed.
Popular wisdom was that Arcadia had a faraday cage that blocked cell phones.
Popular wisdom, as in so many other cases, was actually wrong, as I’d found out. The fact that such a cage would interfere with emergency coms, to say nothing of teachers who very much had not signed up for that, would have exposed the school to a multitude of issues. No, the “Faraday” cage was fa...
2025-02-27 22:51:23 +0000 UTC View PostTransitions:
From: Protectorate Threat Analysis section
To: E. Piggot, Director, PRT ENE
RE: Overwatch
Our Analysis currently confirms that the Master’s (current reporting name: Ostracizer.) ended upon her death. All later instances of psychological and physical harm were due to her influence before her death, not some lingering Master ability. As such, we confirm that the PRT ENE and Protectorate are no longer at risk of being compromised. For that reason, Di...
2025-02-27 05:58:24 +0000 UTC View PostInterviewing individuals targeted by a Master is a difficult situation. On the one hand, their knowledge of the Master may assist in helping other victims or capturing the Master if he or she is still alive. On the other hand, such a decision asks the victim to relive an extraordinary traumatic event in their life. For that reason, only qualified interviewers may perform such interviews…
Treating and Interviewing Master Victims.
I hadn’t seen the Wards. They were all ...
2025-02-25 03:34:45 +0000 UTC View Post“Colin,” Dragon’s voice was tense. “Do you agree?”
“Yes.” Colin stared at the readouts, complex lines of probability moving across the screen. The SOSUS network had picked up Leviathan, moving, but now the movements were starting to fit in with the prediction software.
If I am wrong… He shook his head and touched a button. “Director Piggot?”
“I’m in a meeting Armsmaster.”
“Leviathan. The Prediction network indicates a high prob...
2025-02-21 23:26:50 +0000 UTC View PostDiscussions:
While seemingly unimportant in the short term, adopting a proper legal strategy to mitigate long-term issues is a vital part of managing any parahuman event…
PRT Manual: Image, Law and Justice.
Emily Piggot frowned. She should be doing something else right now—she should be doing fifty different things, all at the same time.
But here she was, dealing with Sophia Hess.
...
2025-02-21 08:18:48 +0000 UTC View PostMany victims of Mastering can actually appear quite reasonable and calm. However, this is almost always a facade, and interviewers must adhere to proper policies…
Handling Master Victims, PRT Manual.
Interviewer: Are you calmer now, Ms. Barnes?
Emma Barnes: Yes. I’m sorry that attacked Armsmaster. It was… you know, I was free.
Interviewer: Yes. You were one of three most heavily Mastered individuals. Can you explain it? If...
2025-02-19 06:20:37 +0000 UTC View PostFor the next few days, I kept Orb Weaver… quiet.
Well, sort of. Occasionally, when people thought they were alone, I’d wait until I had enough information to name someone and then chuckle and talk to them. Evidently, “don’t talk to the Thinker” didn’t apply to Orb Weaver, and they usually gave me enough information via my sound-relay bugs or a remote microphone, to ferret out their “secrets”. Nothing deep, most of the E88 had become better at not talking about busi...
2025-02-18 01:23:55 +0000 UTC View PostTriggers are not uncommon in the aftermath of a Master event. Being Mastered, or being in proximity to those who have been mastered is one of the more traumatic incidents an individual can suffer. For this reason, interviewers need to keep in mind that 1. Mastered Victims often find it very difficult to trust others, and 2. They will be on edge and sensitive for any hint of manipulation. For this reason, while in many cases, it is better to soft-pedal the event, it is generally wisest in ...
2025-02-17 03:52:11 +0000 UTC View PostDon’t raise the pressure, lower it, is the foundational principle of any negotiation with a newly triggered parahuman. Triggers occur at moments of high, usually negative stress, and many parahumans do not fully understand their powers. Unless civilians are at direct risk, PRT and Protectorate agents should do everything possible to reduce the psychological stress of the situation…
New Triggers, PRT Handbook.
Colin saw t...
2025-02-14 21:07:43 +0000 UTC View PostThe Empire knew that they couldn’t be too obvious, so the fighting ring was an old abandoned warehouse. The Bay had far too many of those.
And they had guards. Teams with walkie-talkies, set up to observe the regions around the structure.
Pushed rather further out than normal, and using PRT standard anti-Master tactics—units ensuring that they were always within line of sight with each other.
I had been having an impact, it seemed.
The food stands were doing a bang...
2025-02-13 04:00:48 +0000 UTC View PostAlthough the popular media focuses on ‘zombie’ masters, they are not the most dangerous. The most dangerous master, indeed, in some respects the most dangerous parahuman of any, is the master that can leave his victims with enough freewill to carry out their orders, make plans—even bring up concerns to their Master.
“Free Willed Mastered” may seem to be a contradiction in terms, but it is the reality.
Heartbreaker for example, did not spend his time...
2025-02-10 04:02:34 +0000 UTC View PostSo I grant a present. the chapter went free early!
2025-02-06 23:38:56 +0000 UTC View PostDad hadn’t been thrilled when I brought the documents to him. But I’d pointed out that first of all, I’d be nowhere near Leviathan, and secondly, what if someone else was having this conversation regarding the Bay? His approval was… reluctant, but real. Besides, the Investigator was a thinker, no one who would seek out Leviathan-and in this case, nor was Orb Weaver. Leviathan would ignore anything I could do, so I wouldn’t seek him out for some ridiculous confrontation that would on...
2025-02-05 23:48:08 +0000 UTC View PostThe final confirmation that Kayden Anders was Purity was actually fairly easy. I knew where her office was and where her apartment was. I knew how long she stayed in her apartment, and how long she worked—and my cameras and various bots on PHO knew when Purity was around.
The last step was putting a single bug on her, as I wandered around under the looming presence of her building, taking my time ordering an extremely overpriced latte.
I suppose I was just too blue collar....
2025-01-31 07:48:29 +0000 UTC View PostJackson came back to reality to the sound of howling alarms and a medic rolling him over on his side.
“What the fu—“ he shook his head, “What happened.”
“Half the population is having TDS to varying degrees.” The medic looked at him. “Sir, if you’re—“
“Go.”
Jackson levered himself up and looked around. Some of the men and women were out of it, while others looked okay, if woozy.
“Ship status?”
“Reactor’s scrammed, but it lo...
2025-01-29 09:08:17 +0000 UTC View PostAnd it's orb Weaver and Theo's first meeting. That will take a few days to beat into shape, so the next one will be the last public chapter of the Btech story--after that, it'll go on the normal schedule of released here a couple of days early.
Thanks!
2025-01-29 03:56:02 +0000 UTC View PostI have a few possible next chapters, but I'm wanting to organise them and give you the choice. Orb Weaver and Sabrina the Teenage Nazi will be in all of them, but I wanted to see what other part you'd like.
2025-01-28 06:59:08 +0000 UTC View Post