Staring up at the Aerial-Hab, Wrench now knew what Goodie had done.
He was certainly surprised to say the least, but he wasn’t disappointed about the change. Having inhabitants in an Aerial-Hab helped with diversifying the closed ecosystem that they all shared.
While there wasn’t much in the way of interaction, having them there allowed for many other opportunities as a Fixer to help balance everything.
“This is-it’s all… I… it’s so big,” Seventh whispered, s...
2022-10-25 01:44:56 +0000 UTC
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Sorry! I was visiting family last week and ... honestly it became impossible to post chapters due to technical difficulties.
Back in town and will start posting new chapters again.
Overclocked will get to the end, and then we'll move to Save State.
:D
All is well.
2022-10-23 01:48:03 +0000 UTC
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Wrench had no idea what was going on anymore.
A few minutes after he’d finished in Seventh then Small-Boy came and chased them both out into separate rooms. Which had apparently been portable Habs and were quickly moved elsewhere.
Only for Wrench to be collected by a Tongsta he didn’t know in a rather luxurious carrier.
Then being deposited in the center of a massive open space with a great number of those strange devices all around him that he was certain were cameras. ...
2022-10-18 02:48:32 +0000 UTC
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Wrench jerked to one side at the same time that his brain kicked back on.
He opened his eyes, sat straight up, and found he was in the Mender’s office.
Not far off was Small-Boy who was humming to himself and moving Seventh’s arms around. Shifting them one way, then the other. Clearly aligning the broken bones.
On his face was some type of goggle that covered him from the back of his head to the bridge of his nose. Looking down at the unconscious Brawler without realizin...
2022-10-15 02:12:57 +0000 UTC
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“Wrenchie!” squealed Goodie, pushing him up into her ever-strange body. “Oh my Wrenchie. You’re so amazing. I watched the whole thing through my viewer.
“I was so nervous. So scared. This is all too much for your poor mommy. Too much. It makes my xxhht quiver terribly so. I don’t think I can handle this ever again, Wrenchie.
“I was so scared when you were fighting. I know you’re good, I know you’re strong, but still, something could happen. You’re worth so much...
2022-10-14 04:41:55 +0000 UTC
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As the two Brawlers dove on Wrench he brought his hands up and readied himself.
His hand-to-hand was garbage but his System was most certainly not. He could supplement his lack of skill and ability with his over-powered super-power.
Cause fuck this shit!
Dropping himself into the slowed-down perception Wrench shifted forward a half-step as the men squared up on him. One had a rock held in both hands, while the other had a shattered length of stone that was three fee...
2022-10-13 02:41:08 +0000 UTC
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When Wrench finished up with Pretty-Girl and got dressed he was scooped up by a Tongsta.
Rather quickly, too.
Much to Pretty-Girl’s regret, as well as Wrench’s if he had to be honest, they were separated rather quickly after their coupling. He was put into a carrier and taken away.
Only to be plunked down in front of Goodie.
There were a number of Hume and Tongsta in the area. Apparently all the winners were being re-introduced to their owners.
“Oh! Wrench!...
2022-10-11 00:01:02 +0000 UTC
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A loud and obnoxious buzzing noise invaded Wrench’s quiet thoughts.
Opening his eyes, he lifted his head and looked around.
Everyone in the lobby seemed to be hearing the same thing, each of them all turning their head this way and that to figure out where it was coming from. No one made a move otherwise and appeared to be as confused as he was.
“Okay! Everyone please exit the lobby and enter your rooms!” called a voice. Wrench had no idea where it was coming from “Y...
2022-10-08 00:46:05 +0000 UTC
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The door opened with a soft pop.
An older man walked in that had a clear an obvious look of being a Mender. He was wearing a brown-coat with more pockets than Wrench thought any piece of clothing had a right to have. Each one looked to be filled with one thing or another as well.
He had pale-blonde hair that wasn’t gray or white, but looked like it wouldn’t be long before it began trending that way. It was short and receding, the hairline fading with the pass of time.
Br...
2022-10-06 16:29:50 +0000 UTC
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Wrench moved ahead at a quick trot.
If he could kill four, that’d make it nearly impossible for anyone else to beat him. Another combatant would have to eliminate the entire enemy team.
I want to live a good life!
A fun life!
I only get one more chance, and that’s it! I can’t squander it this time!
I’ll take everything I have to from others, to make sure I live the best I can!
That goes double for my Hab! If I...
2022-10-06 16:29:31 +0000 UTC
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“Hey, Wrench,” mumbled Chuckles.
Him and the rest of the Brawlers were standing on the filter with him. All waiting for Goodie and Dickhead to finish bartering. They were talking so quickly, and with so man words that Wrench just didn’t understand, that he was ignoring them.
He was just barely able to ignore the constant static, squelching, and gibberish that was coming out of his implant.
Barely.
“Chuckles,” Wrench allowed. “Saw you and Freckles come over....
2022-10-04 23:37:41 +0000 UTC
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Wrench snorted, turned his face away from whatever was breathing on him, and then rolled to the side.
“Go away,” he grumbled to what he assumed was the Grae.
They were a very curious and aggressive species, though not that violent.
Most of the time the violence that could occur with them was entirely due to a Hume trying to get back what’d been taken. If you eliminated that variable, and never had anything a Grae wanted, there weren’t and conflicts.
Once more h...
2022-10-04 23:37:29 +0000 UTC
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As soon as the carrier docked with the Hab, then Wrench was struck by the disgusting stink of the Hab.
Rancid, putrid, foul smelling air flooded into the carrier.
It had a rankness to it that was almost certainly going to kill any Hume that lingered in it for very long. There was no possible way that anyone could survive in without having to depend on a Mender.
Which meant Wrench had to be quick at getting repairs under-way.
“Stay with me, Stripe,” Wrench said and ...
2022-10-01 00:24:04 +0000 UTC
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Wrench woke up.
He felt like he was laid on the thin Fixer mattress that he knew was in the ducts. A blanket was also draped across him and the temperature was perfect.
His mouth had an odd taste to it as well as if he’d been chewing on something medicinal.
Then his brain sprang to life and he realized he was in the ducts. That Stripe had clearly retrieved him and brought him into the ducts.
From there she’d clearly been feeding him some type of liquid or gel.
<...
2022-09-29 14:14:42 +0000 UTC
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Striding forward Wrench didn’t linger in the doorway.
He didn’t hesitate or wonder if his actions were right or wrong.
Nor did he spare any concern for those he was about to take the lives from. Such worries and concerns were long since gone from his mind. Spent long ago in times that no longer existed in a timeline that’d never come to pass.
His thoughts blanked out and he exited the ducts with only one goal.
Kill everyone who opposed him.
Four Brawlers lo...
2022-09-29 14:14:26 +0000 UTC
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“Anything new today?” asked Stripe from the back of the Security room. Whenever she came to visit him in here, she never got near the monitors. She remained near the doorway and didn’t venture far from it.
Blinking, Wrench leaned away from the monitor bank and rubbed at his eyes with his hands.
Letting out a long sigh he then groaned into his palms.
“No. Nothing. They haven’t done a damn thing. They just sit at the filter, eat, wait, have sex,” returned Wrench as...
2022-09-28 01:46:58 +0000 UTC
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Wrench rolled over, let out a groan, and wished the alarm he’d set would stop. That he could just ignore it and go back to sleep.
That wasn’t really an option though.
He needed to go double-check everything, make sure Pretty-Face was where he was meant to be, and his people were behaving. Not to mention he still needed to start picking through the School and Solo from their Hab to see if he wanted to invite any over.
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck.
Fu...
2022-09-26 15:46:45 +0000 UTC
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Letting out a slow breath, Wrench stood up from where he sat. At the same time he started to spin up his Systems back to one-hundred percent. Bringing everything back up to a normal level.
He’d had everything set to a considerably lower amount, giving his body a chance to rest and recuperate. To let it have some downtime even if he wasn’t sleeping.
While he didn’t feel rested for it, he didn’t feel absolutely exhausted for being awake for twenty-four hours.
The reaso...
2022-09-24 03:27:34 +0000 UTC
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Wrench pulled the door open that led out of the ducts and stood there for a moment. The sound of the woman scrambling to her feet, the cloth rustling as she did so, was obviously.
“Hello there,” Wrench said, not exiting the doorway.
“Ah! Yes, hi. Hello!” came a female voice. It had a fun higher-pitch quality to it with a crisp pronunciation. “I wanted to talk to you about a request. You said to speak to you about them.”
Stepping out from around the wall where he ...
2022-09-22 23:20:11 +0000 UTC
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The other group continued to walk toward Wrench as he inspected this new screen.
Reading it over quickly he felt like it was something he’d seen before, but he knew he hadn’t. This was something quite new to him, even if his Fixer senses were telling him this wasn’t an issue.
Using his left hand Wrench tapped at the screen and found it responsive.
On the right side was a list with entries that felt a lot like warning indicators or Hab test responses.
Wrench glanc...
2022-09-22 00:10:16 +0000 UTC
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The last three days had gone by in a never-ending blur of opening packages, sorting contents, and putting them away. Punctuated by dinner with the whole School, as he wasn’t allowed to not be there anymore, having sex with Dusky, then falling asleep.
Unfortunately the tedious and time consuming work didn’t do anything for his mind. It left his thoughts to wander in whichever way they wished.
At first they lingered often around Dusky and the rest of the School. They were all in...
2022-09-21 01:01:30 +0000 UTC
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Wrench and the rest of his Hab-mates were all emptied into the Hab.
There was some bangs that resounded throughout the Hab as well. Wrench suspected that Goodie was quickly offloading everything she’d picked up into the Hab in the loading areas.
Places he’d have to go retrieve everything from.
“It’s so big,” murmured one of the Deme he’d picked up. “I love it. We’ll need to clean it up a bit but it’s wonderful. It’s open and pretty and… and… we don’...
2022-09-19 23:51:55 +0000 UTC
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Wild Wastes 5 is now live.
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2022-09-16 14:51:23 +0000 UTC
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Wrench wasn’t quite sure what to think.
Once more he’d been put into the Hume-carrier and taken away. His shoulder felt quite a bit better, even if the process of getting it fixed had been damn near unbearable.
Goodie had promised to let him get something, though he had no idea what that could be. As far as he knew, there wasn’t anything to select or choose as a Hume.
One just lived in their Hab and that was the end of it.
He could hear the faint rumbling of Tong...
2022-09-16 02:40:44 +0000 UTC
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Wrench did a quick circuit of the open area that everyone would be in for most of the day. Surprisingly, it was larger than many of his previous Habs by a significant margin. They could fit a great many people in this Hab if they got everything sorted out.
On top of that, all the decorations and environment inside of the Hab was very high-end items from several years back. They were still in great condition, just no longer what was technically in fashion.
Including several actual ...
2022-09-14 22:51:49 +0000 UTC
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“Exactly. Works out for xxhht and xxhht cause of xxhht,” grumbled a Tongsta to the Tongsta that was currently holding Wrench in a bag made specifically to hold Hume’s during transport.
It was a plastic like material that was beyond a Hume’s strength to penetrate or break throguh.
“Better than what xxhht xxhht xxhht would,” said the one that was holding onto Wrench’s bag. “Fine. Good. Let’s do this.”
The two Tongsta floated through an entry way and a Hab a...
2022-09-14 01:08:10 +0000 UTC
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Wrench chuckled and got to his feet.
This moment felt weird and strange to him.
Something he’d wanted to happen for a long time. Too long and yet it never had.
Nervous and panicky thoughts had been lurking through his brain since he’d come back and decided on this course of action. To kill Club-Head here and now.
Looking to the thug who’d terrorized him for years of his life, Wrench couldn’t even justify the fear he’d once felt. Couldn’t drudge up the worry...
2022-09-10 01:24:52 +0000 UTC
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Wrench flipped the utility knife around in his hand. Using the flat back of it he began to push along the seal experimentally. There didn’t seem to be any give to any of the sillicon like substance, though he didn’t trust it either.
He’d found more often than not that the better these seals looked, the more suspicious he got. Improper maintenance often led to them looking well enough to pass a casual inspection, yet fail an actual pressure test.
More often than not because t...
2022-09-09 00:39:45 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 1
Stumbling onward, Wrench had no idea how much further he had to go.
On second thought, he realized it didn’t matter.
He didn’t think he could go much further anyways.
Chuckling to himself, Wrench took one more step, staring down the long hallway. His goal was somewhere ahead but realistically it didn’t matter.
The nuclear bomb he was holding onto right now would do the job regardless of him managing to get closer. That if he was honest ...
2022-09-08 00:55:56 +0000 UTC
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Hello,
You're in a Tier bracket that has been unpublished for quite a while.
They're slowly losing their members one by one.
One of them is even down to 8 members.
When each of your categories gets down to 1 person left, we'll see about gifting the last member of each category with something fitting.
Bit of a last man standing till then.
Here are the numbers and Tiers at this time.
One of the Loyal: 69 (Nice)
Trusted Lieutenant: Legion 16
2022-09-07 00:51:54 +0000 UTC
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