WormFrame: The Third Dream (Worm/Warframe Crossover)

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"Taylor, focus! I need you attentive. Ignore the sound of my voice and listen to what I'm saying." All of a sudden you snap out of your stupor and reawaken to the dark room again, still alone except for the television. "Thank goodness, I thought I had lost you. Now, tell me more about the man you were fighting. Did he look like anyone you recognized? Anyone who might want to hurt you?" You shake your head, followed by a firm verbal negative. "I couldn't see them that well, but there was only one person it could be...myself."
"Very interesting. Give me one moment." The symbol on the screen blinks out of existence and the music stops. You find yourself slightly sorrowful that the experience is over. Suddenly, the door to the outside opens, blinding you with the light of the outside world. You recover quickly, and exit the room to where your father is waiting outside."
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You are Ms. Militia, and you are in a room with Armsmaster waiting for Madame to exit her session with Taylor. Looking through the transparent mirror, you see Taylor in a trance as she listens to the Madame's instructions. Suddenly, the "End Meeting" light on the console blinks - you look on the other side of the partition in the room, where Madame is looking up at the control center and is shaking her head at you even as she rolls out of the meeting room.

It takes a few minutes for the disabled elevator to reach it, but eventually the parahuman makes it to your location. Out of respect you try to avoid staring at the ruined form of the parahuman - the several mismatching skin grafts, the metal plates inserted in her skull, and the thin and limp nature of her legs made her look like she had been in a car accident, and that wasn't too far from the truth. The car bomb that ended her acting career with an explosion also began her parahuman career, leaving only her singing voice intact.

She begins to speak, turning her motorized wheelchair to face you. "I highly doubt Taylor has been under the effects of a parahuman master power. If anything, her susceptibility to my power makes it unlikely she had any recent encounters with a master, since it's less effective against those currently under the effects of mind alterations. As a side note, please make sure she signs a non-disclosure agreement - I doubt she's ever heard of me, but the Taliban's spies are everywhere. Just to be safe, I don't want her talking." You nod in agreement, saying "I'll get her to do it later, when she's recovered more. Right now, we're sending her to power testing to take her mind off of it." The parahuman nodded her head as best as she could. "Good. Best to have some physical exercise after being exposed to my music."
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You are Taylor Herbert, and you just finished having a physical with a PRT physician as part of your power testing. As far as either of you could tell, you haven't had any physical changes in your body.

Now, you sit on a bench in front of an obstacle course of some sort in a PRT-issued sweatshirt and pants while waiting for your examiner. The door to your left opens, allowing several officials with clipboards and pens, Ms. Militia, Armsmaster, and your father to enter a protected room. Armsmaster is the first to speak once everyone is settled in. Using a microphone, he says "Good afternoon Taylor. We know you've had a long day, so we'll try and keep this short for you. Before we begin the physical test, we're going to need to ask you some questions. Do you understand?" You nod your head to agreement. "Right now, we have you on file as a Tinker 5. Your only noted power is a tinker specialization in advanced robotics and weaponry. Do you have any other powers you'd like to declare before we begin the testing?"

Here's the moment of truth - You've tried to avoid using void energy nearby other people for this very reason, to conceal your other power until you can know more about it. Right now all you can do is produce the energy and normally you would have just answered no to this question, but in the trance like state you had earlier you saw yourself using the void energy for so much more. You could fire a beam and emit a radial blast from your hands, become intangible and leap across dimensions for a short period of time, and emit a powerful beam of energy from your chest. If you can learn to use void energy in this matter, it would only be a matter of time until someone found out about it, and you could get in trouble for revealing it. What will you do?

[]Reveal your command of void energy, despite not knowing much about it.
[]Lie and conceal the power as best as you can, despite the fact it may hinder your growth.
[]Mention that you have another power but ask to keep it hidden for now - best to take the middle road.

As the threadmark says, I've now mostly recovered my accidental eye dilation and today the doctor cleared me for longtime computer usage. I'm planning to have the next chapter covering part 1 of saya's vigil out by tomorrow, friday latest, and then update third dream by friday and small problem by next monday.

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You resist the urge to stare at your feet. "Your information...isn't exactly up to date." you hesitantly announce. "I have a minor sub-power...but I'd rather keep it under wraps if that's quite alright?" The PRT officials in the recessed observation room seemed to discuss among themselves before one of them stepped forward, motioning for Armsmaster to give her command of the microphone. The hero bent the stalk of the device towards the official, and she simply responded, "We'll mark it down on your records for now, but we expect that if anything changes, you'll inform the PRT." You nod in response, and she passes the microphone back to Armsmaster.


`In control once more, Armsmaster begins the test. A recessed bunker door extrudes itself from the wall before its circular lock rotates and the seal opens. "This is a timed obstacle course designed to test your agility and ability to operate under pressure. You have 5 minutes to progress through a series of 3 obstacles of your choice - choose wisely based on your abilities and how much time you can afford to lose. Good luck."


You enter the technological maze at a brisk pace. Almost immediately, a tinker drone descends from a charging port on the ceiling and starts displaying your remaining time. It hovers just out of your peripheral vision and its engines are quiet so as not to distract you, but you can turn your head to see at a glance how much time you have left.


Soon enough you reach the first junction of the course. To the left is a hallway of cylinders that drop and rise at seemingly random intervals. The puzzle is mercifully short, but it seems to have been designed for thinkers or movers who could figure out a fast way through.


To the right is a much easier, but longer route. In the middle of the hall is a wide hole about 10 feet deep with blue rubber cushioning at the bottom. Attached to the wall on either side are foot and handrests - A horizontal wall traversal.


Which path will you take?
[]The moving cylinders ability obstacle (Requires MEDIUM skill, takes 25 seconds).
[]The horizontal climb (Requires LOW skill, takes 50 seconds).