Tiypo
Forever Phone Posting
You suddenly switch from third person to first person here.
A fistful of Infinity
- Thread starter Neepa
- Start date
Agreement on the sudden POV Switch. Other then that, I'm onboard with this so far. Now, am I correct, in that you are implying that certain... cosmicly powerful powers shall we say, are both letting Taylor keep the stones due to A: Incompatibility with them, and B: Them actively limiting them themselves?
Neepa
Always pondering story possibilities
- Location
- Germany
More or less yes. A decision had been made regarding the Stones. So they were largely disabled as a factor to the continued existence of the Universe. However they are as potent as they were before. Though the ability to use them to their fullest potential or even the intent are not necessarily given at the moment.
On the POV switch: Yea that one was quite rough. Will keep in mind to make them more smooth in the future.
Oh you can rest assured on that front. It will be a ride, but with a serious bedrock. The crack/hilarity is supposed to only exist in the moment and not sink into the overall setting. Like in the comics of Deadpool for example (Cable&Deadpool). Remember the surrounding setting is Worm!
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esseresse
R'lyth Power Make-up
- Location
- divorceville, state of depression
- Pronouns
- They/Her
Yes, what the poster who has been on a diet too long says.
I give it 8 SNOWFLAMES out of 10:
Crack is easy to make, good crack is hard.
But you Sir or Madame, have achieved Well Balanced Crack, the jolt is invigorating but it doesn't burn just leaves a pleasant tingle like eating good chilli without giving nose bleeds
White Lantern
A really overpowered Mary Sue self insert
- Location
- Sector 2184
Only problem is that the stones don't work in different universes
- Location
- NSW, Australia
they sort of have to for the MCU to work, every act of time travel in endgame creates an alternate universe and the stones work across them all
- Location
- Brazil
Let me say that, I for one also prefer for this to continue. I care not for universal laws.
Well, obviously Worm isn't a different universe then, just a subset of the larger universe.
Neepa
Always pondering story possibilities
- Location
- Germany
What is real for the fic is stated initially in the first chapter by our favourite jerk/billionaire in red and gold. In general I have taken a liking to place nearly all of my ideas in the very same paralleling continuity. With some OCs and original stories thrown in as well (unposted largely).
One is "The Weird Division" a mashup of AU characters from Halo, NGE, SG:A, WH40K, Toaruverse, Portal and then some. And you wouldn't even imagine what that bunch of merry mercenary misfits gets up to in my daydreams. Or the "Eternal Soldier" (posted as "How to power up in a Marvel Universe / OC gets thrown into Earth-65 Chaos ensues") for grim apocalyptic action following a two and a half millennia old super soldier veteran from the 25th century (relative time) saving/failing to save countless iterations of Earth from an ever devouring E.M.B (Extra-Multiversal-Being). Cynical, no friend of superheroes and fucking sick of your wimpy shit!
Visiting material?
Visiting material?
At the moment writing the next piece.
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White Lantern
A really overpowered Mary Sue self insert
- Location
- Sector 2184
Meant to say reality each reality has different infinity stones
off
facade
facade (seriously you got it wrong then right then wrong again)
postponed?
looked?
as usual or unusually?
be
bags? on
literally?
Neepa
Always pondering story possibilities
- Location
- Germany
Uhhhh....gonna correct those in the evening. I have the habit of writing in the text field of SV as any serious text editor just leaves me staring, like an idiot, at the screen not doing anything. I also can directly create the text in such a way that the paragraphs and placement of sentences is pleasing to read (I think so at least). Still those are painful to get thrown in your face again.
Will also most likely continue writing on the next piece this evening. Not using "chapter" here as that word demands more than the thousand words I pump out. I always find myself unable to find that much content/plot to fill 2-3.5k words so we are gonna stay at the current level (mostly due to not giving side characters enough thought).
Also the rating rain has been overwhelming so far. Surely helps in not loosing interest in this fic. Which is a serious problem I have with all my plotbunny ideas. I get bored after writing 3k words about it and drop it like a cat dropping a toy that is no longer fun.
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Sorry don't mean for it to be painful but think of it this way... that I was reading it closely enough to see those typos means I enjoy the story enough to keep reading it despite them and that I like it enough that I want it to be the best it can be... I don't point out the typos to be insulting though I see how it can come across that way sometimes... but to help polish the story for future readers (and for my own rereading in the future if it happens)
Neepa
Always pondering story possibilities
- Location
- Germany
A little teaser....of things to come.
Will be some episodes away though. More local stuff happening earlier.
A fistful of Infinity
For the last couple of minutes there had been a clinging feeling of discomfort.
Sensations of dread weighing her down and confusion as the world didn't seem to make as much sense as it should.
Shivers running up her spine as she felt cold and worn out. Objects or their bare existence feeling just a tad unreal.
Her movements a bit clumsy as her timing and spatial perception were wonky.
As if her whole existence, every fiber of her being, was rattled and beginning to come apart.
She grabbed the railing in an iron grip as she nearly stumbled and fell down the school's stairs. Breathing heavily as a queasy feeling spread in her stomach. Feeling like she might need to puke any moment.
Then there was the siren. The Endbringer Siren.
Abruptly she turned her head around. Locking straight against the wall, facing southwest, into the far distance.
There, half a world away, was it.
The universe warping on a scale she had never felt before. Far stronger than any cape had make her feel it.
Symetries were broken, balances between actors upset and fragile interactions disturbed resulting in an downright perversion of the greater fabric.
Anger and fury welling up inside her. The sheer audacity, disregard and indifference at display here.
She crushed the railing leaving an imprint of her hand on it. A soft humm resounding in her mind as the sensations from before disappeared. Students hurrying out of her way as she stomped out of Winslow either seeing her face of pure hatred or they were compelled to do so in an indescribable way.
She was going to make it regret its very existence.
Will be some episodes away though. More local stuff happening earlier.
A fistful of Infinity
For the last couple of minutes there had been a clinging feeling of discomfort.
Sensations of dread weighing her down and confusion as the world didn't seem to make as much sense as it should.
Shivers running up her spine as she felt cold and worn out. Objects or their bare existence feeling just a tad unreal.
Her movements a bit clumsy as her timing and spatial perception were wonky.
As if her whole existence, every fiber of her being, was rattled and beginning to come apart.
She grabbed the railing in an iron grip as she nearly stumbled and fell down the school's stairs. Breathing heavily as a queasy feeling spread in her stomach. Feeling like she might need to puke any moment.
Then there was the siren. The Endbringer Siren.
Abruptly she turned her head around. Locking straight against the wall, facing southwest, into the far distance.
There, half a world away, was it.
The universe warping on a scale she had never felt before. Far stronger than any cape had make her feel it.
Symetries were broken, balances between actors upset and fragile interactions disturbed resulting in an downright perversion of the greater fabric.
Anger and fury welling up inside her. The sheer audacity, disregard and indifference at display here.
She crushed the railing leaving an imprint of her hand on it. A soft humm resounding in her mind as the sensations from before disappeared. Students hurrying out of her way as she stomped out of Winslow either seeing her face of pure hatred or they were compelled to do so in an indescribable way.
She was going to make it regret its very existence.
- Location
- Michigan
YES, MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH-cough cough cough-HAHAHA!!
- Location
- Hot Springs
I wonder, would the Multiversal Beings watching over the Infinity Stones 'help' Taylor shoulder the strain of using the stones as long as she did so for preservation of Creation? Interesting Things could be had!!!!
- Location
- Indonesia
Aw hell yeah, Taylor's gonna murder Leviathan.
Neepa
Always pondering story possibilities
- Location
- Germany
In style!™
Taylor's logo here
Neepa
Always pondering story possibilities
- Location
- Germany
Did a little something myself.
NOTE: The background image is not mine! Only the editing I have done with Paint 3D is!
This is roughly what I had in mind what Taylor uses as her logo or "brand". However the background is missing green and yellow. The lettering needs some curvyness and needs to SHINE AS BRIGHT AS THE FUCKING SUN!
The closest I could get to my vision with Paint.
Also update is incoming. For real this time!
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- Location
- Hot Springs
I welcome the Notice of Incoming Endbringer Ass-kicking about to commence!!! The sound of billions of jaws shattering concrete as they drop will be suitable music to my ears!!!!
- Location
- Hot Springs
Does it really matter which Endbringer is about to get skinned? Or in the case of the Ziz, plucked completely bald? I kinda hope Taylor's ready for the aftermath though, as once she's shown she can tear an Endbringer a new ass, EVERYONE'S going to want a piece of her.
The mightiest Being in the Universe
Neepa
Always pondering story possibilities
- Location
- Germany
A fistful of Infinity
The mightiest Being in the Universe
She was full of nervous energy since Friday. When she had finally been back from the camp. Even her father had looked better. The hug he had given her as she stepped off the bus warmer and more energetic in a way he hadn't been in months. He even baked some cookies and made pudding for dessert that evening!The mightiest Being in the Universe
He was in such a good mood that she pushed back on telling him about what had happened during camp in that cave. Instead promising herself she would do it Saturday morning during breakfeast.
The note she found on the fridge in an already empty house dampened her spirit considerably though. A problem at the DWU had him heading out two whole hours earlier. And also reminded her to tidy up her "chaos containment zone of books, cape merch and clothes", which she did begrugingly. Taking until the early afternoon as she lost herself rereading sections of books she was putting away.
She found no opportunity to tell him that day either as he came back late and exhausted.
Clenching her fist under the sheets she promised herself to let nothing obstruct her tomorrow. She was going to surprise her Dad and turn him back to the man he had been.
They would be a complete family again tomorrow evening.
Her alarm clock almost made her jump out of bed like a scared cat. Rushing down after getting ready she ran into her father sitting at the kitchen table with a small mountain of paperwork nursing his third coffee of the day. She was almost out through the door before he yelled and made her stop dead in her tracks. "Where are you going this early, Taylor?...Out?...not without breakfast little owl! And no; not this early!"
It was 10:19 am when she finally stepped through the main entrance of Evergreen Cemetery. Wind rustling leaves as she walked over the wet grass towards her destination.
Sixth row, thirty-first grave.
Annette Hebert
1969-2008.
"Hi, mom." Her right hand trembled so hard was she making a fist. Which she only slowly opened as tears welled up in her eyes. "I've come to bring you back. I promise!" Surpressing a sob and rubbing the tears away she stared at the back of her hand and the six brightly coloured spots only she could see.
Taking a shaky breath after making sure she was completely alone she turned her focus inward. Towards the six brightly coloured gems hovering before her in her mind's eye. Trying to grab them all at the same time. Face scrunching from effort as they slipped through her metaphorical fingers. As if she was herding kittens that only liked two others each and always jumped away when they were placed next to one they didn't like. Resorting to trial and error she started with one and began to arrange them in a circuit. Having to start over twice before she finally moved the last one into position.
Now she just had to....
With a nearly mind shattering intensity pain overcame every fiber of her being as she completed the Infinity Circuit and the six Singularities of the Stones opened up.
She shattered into six synchronized almost seperate versions of herself with her viewpoint rapidly expanding beyond the planet, the solar system, the entire observable universe until she experienced all of Creation on every level. An experience that would have utterly annihilated any higher developed lifeform.
Thrumming Cosmic Energies rushed out as if a dam had burst. Rising and rising till they would violently tear her apart.
And without her as their container they would tear the Universe asunder. The fires of Creation relit and sweeping all which was away in a new beginning.
All of her perspectives seeing it unfold as all she knew would be destroyed.
With a desperate cry she threw all of herself against the Infinity Circuit. Her struggle perceptible to all those developed enough at the same time all over the universe. A faint cry of anguish until finally one of the Stones moved and the whole thing broke apart. The energies diluting across the Universe as the Singularities closed up again.
In a backwater solar system, on the not very developed planet called Earth, in the city of Brockton Bay sat on her knees hunched forward a human girl. Holding her right hand in pain as cries and sobs of anguish and loss left her. Bitter tears falling into the grass at the foot of her mother's tombstone.
Here wept Taylor Anne Hebert, the mightiest Being in the Universe and yet unable to do this one small thing.
//Who still thinks this is a powerwank/trip?
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