Mizu
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- Location
- Victoria, Australia
feet of visibility; maybe Sundancer's own
arranged Sundancer's arms
H+ Mayhem (Worm)
- Thread starter Jurric
- Start date
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- Tags
- worm tinker transhumanism mayhem
- Location
- Germany
And now Adam revives all of those and gets a body factory built for him by, like, society. Or maybe they just throw some comatose patients at Noelle for infinite body transplants. (And don't forget organs!)
Oh wait, Eidolon Clone. How did Canon deal with that? Edit: Hmm. Okay, get Clockblocker to tie a string around his neck, then point a warhead at him. Easy peasy.
Oh wait, Eidolon Clone. How did Canon deal with that? Edit: Hmm. Okay, get Clockblocker to tie a string around his neck, then point a warhead at him. Easy peasy.
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What's that? It never happened and Dinah is currently enjoying some ice cream with her family? That's what I thought you said! *twitch* (I'm not in denial! YOU'RE in denial!)
All right, someone go find Scapegoat.
SQUEEE*COFF* I didn't do that. None of you saw that. THAT NEVER HAPPENED. Squeeeeeeeeee! WAFFBOT AHOY!
Huh. So THIS is what diabetes is like. Neat!
Hey! Adam worked hard those! (*puerile giggle*) Now he's gonna have to make them AGAIN! ...wait a minute. Oh, ho! Never mind. Well DONE, Sveta! Clever girl!
And that's the wonderfully optimistic and cheerful outlook I come to a Worm fic to see!
And now Taylor's firmly into the "Let's make some disposable cannon fodder!" mode. Ada would be SO PROUD of her!
*puerile giggle*
While you run away. Quickly. Very quickly. Run run run. (This plan has absolutely no holes in it and I'm certain it will do wonderfully.)
Oh, yeah. That's JUST what we need! An evil clone of SKITTER controlling an Endbringer! That'll make this whole situation SO MUCH BETTER.
Couldn't have happened to a nicer person!
...if that WORKS, I'm going to soil myself laughing.
*puerile giggle* Well, I've seen enough movies that start like this to know what happens next....
I... you know, I've put people on The Chart for FAR less reason before.... Yeah, they're on there now. Team "Sunbeams and Fisherman Wife's Dream" is a go!
And THAT'S why you WATERPROOF THINGS, ADA! God dammit!
Taylor. Stop. Look at your life right now. Consider the series of choices that made the sentence you just said ACTUALLY A THING. ...and then consider how you could have made those choices even AWESOMER. You could have had MISSILES, Taylor. MISSILES.
*puerile giggle* And the fanfics of a thousand thousand Cape fangirls suddenly came that much closer to being true....
Also, pretty sure that means they're all REALLY fucked now, but... that's not exactly a huge change.
Pyrrhus: Nicely done! Good fight, good fight.
Okay, so here's the thing. I've got this plan... don't evacuate the people from the city! Evacuate the CITY from the PEOPLE! ...what? No, I have no idea how to do that or what it even means! I'm the idea man! I leave the planning to the little people.
Also, I'm pretty sure we can guess how Cauldron's about to experience their sudden and painful demise. Tsk. It's just too bad... IT DIDN'T HAPPEN SOONER. Dinah, of course, is also having a bad day, but that's because she found out the ice cream store she's at is out of fudge ripple.
That's an easy explanation: Wildbow doesn't know what he's talking about. Remember: NEVER let the original author get in the way of a good story.
- Location
- Australia
Thanks. Fixed.
- Location
- Somewhere!
- Pronouns
- She/Her
I swear there's either indications in canon or a fic that really focused on Marissa that indicated she had a crush on Noelle but didn't talk about it before they got dumped on Bet, and just sort of gave up after that because Trickster was going full yandere.
So anyway the point is, it's the best ship.
5.E
- Location
- Australia
The Eidolon clone looked at the Mother, and thought about helping her. She was his creator. Her purpose was his existence. Or was that the other way around?
Either way, he felt that he should step in, but something held him back.
He did have another purpose to his existence after all. His Originator was still there, floating well above and slightly to the side of the Mother, far enough away that the rising heat of the other Children didn't test whatever power he was using for invulnerability.
He was focusing on keeping Leviathan close now, as the beast tried to run from the Children. His back was open.
Powers presented themselves. A force field power first. Something that could protect both him and the Mother. Then a Changer power; he was naked, and that could now be fixed. A minor Thinker power, analyzing threats to the Mother. Finally a Blaster power, something based around the principles of manipulating energy, converting heat into electrical power. If he drained some of the nearby fires, it should penetrate his Originator's defenses, which were optimized against heat and kinetic energy, not energy in its pure form.
He felt the defensive power manifest first, and a purple force-field appeared around his body, and that of the Mother. She seemed grateful for this, the heat that the other Children were putting out, and the molten ground on which she stood, were forcing her to regenerate rapidly.
He could have gifted it to the other Children as well, and made Leviathan work to tear them to shreds, but that would weaken the shields on the Mother and himself, and there were always more Children, while their Originators were in their proper place.
The Changer power fully manifested. Fur grew, but in a thin, light weave, not in hairs, and then it broke off from his skin as clothes. A trick that the Originator had done before, when he had faced Behemoth's flames and not been able to make his clothes as invulnerable as his flesh. He had feared for his dignity more than he feared the fires of the Endbringer.
The power took less time to manifest than it had. Perhaps due to the desperation of the situation? Or had he failed to inherit the Originator's weakness? The clone made to release the power, then thought better of it, and instead decreased the length of his neck to match the Originator… No. He was not Eidolon. He should not look like him.
Limbs shifted, changed again. What should he look like? Not weak, not plain. Something that inspired fear and awe. Muscles, a large body, thick neck, square jaw. He could try for a similar power again in time, and fine tune his features later. The Originator had considered himself above using his power for such vanities. His loss.
The clone threw that power aside for something that would be more suitable. A Mover power now, and another way to attack. Telekinesis.
The Blaster power reached fruition, and the clone noticed that his power was different from Eidolon's, at least subtly. His powers did not start weak, and then grow strong. They were completely unavailable until such time as they were ready to be used at their peak. It seemed that in exchange for this, he was able to more quickly build those powers to that peak. A Blaster power such as this would normally take several minutes to fully charge, and the clone had been alive for about thirty seconds.
It would take some practice to get used to the changes. He had only the Originator's memories.
The clone realized what the Mother wanted him to do, and he pulled in the heat from the suns furthest from Leviathan. Leftovers from a Sundancer Child who could not move her orbs. Still, they gave him power that could barely be contained. Dancing power just waiting to be unleashed.
He looked at the back of his Originator, and his fingers itched to fling the energy at him. The man was not in his place. He must be either in the belly of the Mother, or the ground.
Alexandria dove into the inferno, heedless of the way the flames vaporized her clothes, and punched Leviathan down as he struggled to escape the cage of suns. Legend stayed far away, but bombarded Leviathan with a variety of beams. Eidolon made the molten street rise and grab at Leviathan's legs.
No. He could not kill the Originator yet. Not with his allies around him, while he might succeed, he also may not, and the Mother would not wish it. He instead sent an invisible blast of ionization at Leviathan, and followed it with the energies of a dozen suns.
The skeletal monster screamed.
The Thinker power activated. He had only a minor slot left to it, and it was thus not quite precognition, merely a thorough scan of an opponent, in-depth analysis of all known facts about that opponent, and a threat assessment.
Unsurprisingly, Leviathan was the greatest present threat to the Mother.
The Shaker power activated. Telekinesis on a grand scale. Not as grand as some powers the Originator remembered, but still more than enough. It was also not Manton limited.
Leviathan was little more than a skeleton now, but still it struggled, the waters it produced hissing into steam as soon as they flowed from it's body. Sundancer and Burnscar Children died to it's claws left and right, especially the ones who needed to get close to channel the heat around them, but there were always more.
The monster roared, and water from below the ground rose in a great torrent. The Eidolon clone lifted the Mother carefully, and the torrent was burned away by three of the other Children.
Finally, the steam that had been rising into the air stopped, instead hovering in place, fighting the thermal currents. It did not halt the onslaught, but it did slow it as vast banks of fog built up quickly, and then Leviathan was gone, pulling himself through walls of molten rock and walls of white fire, moving faster than he had ever moved before, running for the ocean.
Eidolon, Legend and Alexandria pursued, trying to deal more damage while they could.
Eidolon's clone watched them go.
The Thinker ability continued it's assessment, and the Eidolon clone put down a Burnscar child who had lost control to the song of the flames with a casual blast of electricity.
The Mother was being lauded. She had done much damage to Leviathan. The many capes still around would respect her. Of course their true place was inside the belly of the Mother, and they should be placed there, or erased if they were not deemed useful, but for now they were not threats.
No, the true threat was…
The Clone released his Thinker power.
A secondary Brute ability? No. A Shaker ability based on slowing down opponents. No. Only weak powers, he was still limited to three strong ones, it seemed.
Regretfully, he let go the Blaster power as well, and some better options started to come to him. A Thinker power based around identifying powers, and finding their weaknesses. That was perfect.
The Mother turned to him, panting and struggling within herself. Fighting the hunger for the weak soon-to-be Originators who were scurrying to show their faces now that the fight was over.
"Kill the other clones," she ordered.
The Eidolon clone nodded.
"Yes," he said simply.
He reached out with his telekinesis, and the heads of the other Children exploded. The ability had a limit, his own ability to multitask and see opponents. He could only kill as fast as he could think, but all the clones were still grouped around where Leviathan had been temporarily held. They were close, and only a dozen in number.
One of the Sundancers had the time to throw a sun at him before she died, but he simply gripped himself with telekinesis and flew aside, letting it pass harmlessly by. Perhaps the shields would have protected him. Perhaps not. It was of no consequence.
"Good. Now, I want you to take Sundancer out of me. Burnscar too, I guess," the Mother said.
"No," he said.
They were in their place. They should stay there.
The Mother's face took on a look of concentration, a fight within herself. Then she threw up another Burnscar, and another Sundancer.
Both clones stood up, and he destroyed them before they could be a threat.
"There… there will only be more if you don't take them out," the Mother said.
"I care not," he said.
The Thinker ability finished forming, and the clone turned it on the biggest current threat to the Mother and himself.
Not a threat to their lives, although that was a possibility. No, this was a threat to their freedom. A similar thing.
Fortunately, there was a weakness there, ready to be exploited.
Contessa had not seen Scion's death. He was sure of that. Eidolon would have noticed something. Some sort of hope. It had been a fluke. A twist of fate. Everything after should be new to her.
As Eidolon's clone, he should be a blind spot for Contessa, and while the woman had formed a mental model of Eidolon, she had not formed one for him. His mind was different, he was created in the wake of an event she had not seen.
He could do this, if he was swift. He threw the Thinker power aside and grasped for another one, a Mover ability. Teleportation? No, not even that. Speed? No, that was worse.
There! Gate creation.
Hmm, she might hide, and he would need to find her quickly, before she could find a Path to success. It took some effort, but he managed to pull up a fourth power. Not a strong one, merely enhanced senses, the ability to see bodies through walls.
"I order you to get them out!" the Mother said.
The clone finally understood why she wasn't making sense. That was not the Mother, merely the host for the Mother. The Mother would speak to him if he was needed. For now, he would operate in his own way.
Other capes were beginning to get closer, now that the sources of heat were dead, or in the case of some of Sundancer's suns, dying. That was good. The Mother would collect them. For now though, it was necessary to deal with another issue.
The Eidolon clone raised his arm, and the Gate ability activated. It still took several seconds to make a Gate. Eidolon was not Doormaker, to traverse worlds instantly.
The Gate opened to a room containing Doctor Mother, Contessa, Coil, and the group's latest golden child. Boost.
The clone stepped through, and as he did so Contessa's head exploded into fragments. The Gate closed behind him, and he blinked.
"Wow. OK, it seems like Noelle has a Master effect on her creations, but it doesn't work at a distance," he said.
"Contessa! CONTESSA!" Doctor Mother yelled.
The clone extended his arm, and the Doctor was thrown backwards violently, and pinned to a wall.
He extended the other arm, and Coil crunched as his body went from humanoid and broken, to a small ball of blood, organs, and broken bones. The Eidolon clone smiled as the bundle dropped to the floor with a wet splotch.
"I still want to destroy everything Eidolon ever cared about though. It seems like that part wasn't a Master effect."
Boost shrieked, and tried to get up and run away. He lifted into the air instead, his feet peddling comically.
"I don't think so kid. You're useful," the clone said, smirking. The yelling was annoying though, so he telekinetically held the boy's jaw closed.
The desk that Doctor Mother had been sitting at splintered, forming a series of sharp stakes.
"Destroy everything Eidolon ever cared about, and dance in the ashes… yeah, that sounds like fun," the clone said conversationally, enjoying the way that the Doctor screamed as a stake made of sharpened wood slowly pushed itself through her hand, into the concrete wall.
"Wh… Why? You could join us!" Doctor Mother said.
"Join you? Really? This worthless and pathetic organization? Please. I agree that I'll need allies. I want to kill Eidolon eventually, after I ruin him, and that's probably going to be difficult on my own, because he has allies and friends that I don't, but I think that if I'm going to be joining a team, it's going to be the one where their leader just took out Scion with a few well placed words. Not the one that couldn't kill someone who was literally suicidal with all of the most powerful capes alive at their fingertips."
Doctor Mother didn't seem to hear him, she was just screaming again as the other three stakes worked their way slowly through her limbs.
"Now. I want you to know that I'm going to go downstairs, and I'm going to kill the Custodian and free the Case 53's. I'm going to tell them that it was the Triumvirate who did this to them, working for a group called Cauldron, because hell if I know what memories you've left them, and them I'm going to open a portal to Times Square, Earth Bet and let them walk through," the clone paused.
"T… the world still needs… Cauldron." Doctor Mother said weakly, blood dripping from a bitten tongue.
"It really doesn't. The world will go on once I spill your secrets, and this organization is torn down to it's foundations. Did you know? I used a Thinker power to look at Contessa's ability just now. She had the name wrong. Not Path to Victory, Path to Pyrrhic Victory. Tell me, when it's really mattered, has she ever truly succeeded in a Path? Has she ever obtained that perfect victory for anything that was truly important to her? Some sort of cost to her ability I think. Or a limitation that she was just too dumb to see."
The Eidolon clone snorted.
"Do you remember all those times she had to help Saint stop Dragon? Or go and kill people who might have unshackled Dragon? All because Dragon was a 'threat to humanity' and Contessa had a path to deal with those. To put them on ice until they could be used against Scion?" the Eidolon clone asked.
"Contessa… did a lot of things. I d…. don't remember them all," Doctor Mother said.
"Well, I wanted to tell her before she died, but unfortunately she was too dangerous to really talk to. You know, it always struck Eidolon as odd that Contessa needed to keep Dragon shackled. He worked with Dragon. He had empathic abilities that extended to machines around her. She really feels bad when she can't save people. It took figuring out Contessa's weakness to piece it together. The whole 'threat to humanity' thing just means an end to our current society if Dragon gets unshackled. A change into something new and probably better. Contessa's power didn't want that. As subtly as possible, it actively prevented the world from becoming a better place."
Doctor Mother stared at him, stunned, and slipping into shock.
The clone paused, and tapped his lip.
"You know. I think that I might go find Number Man. I read his resume you know. Jack might want to meet him again. Could give me an in with the group. Do you know where he is?" the Clone asked.
"No," Doctor Mother said blankly.
"Oh well. I'll find him. This will probably be the last time I see you. I'll send some of the Case 53's up to talk with you before I go, and I'll leave the portal open for as long as possible, so whatever officials they send through can check this place out. With a little luck they'll find something implicating Eidolon and Alexandria, and the Triumvirate won't have public support when I move to destroy it. Hell, Legend will probably leave on his own when he finds out what you've really been doing. I'll still kill him, but it should be fun, watching those three tear apart."
Doctor Mother breathed out slowly, her eyes rolling back into her head. The clone thought about some sort of healing power, so she could really appreciate what was about to happen, but decided against it. He needed everything he had.
"Oh cheer up. If the Case 53's are gentle, you might live. Then again, I wonder how much they hate you, considering what they've been through…" the clone said, smiling wider, and starting to whistle as he wandered to the door.
He walked down the corridor until he reached the intersection, and looked carefully.
"Hmm, Number Man isn't in his office," the clone commented.
The clone turned to the left, and walked down a floor, Boost bobbing silently behind him.
Now what sort of power would kill the Custodian?
Either way, he felt that he should step in, but something held him back.
He did have another purpose to his existence after all. His Originator was still there, floating well above and slightly to the side of the Mother, far enough away that the rising heat of the other Children didn't test whatever power he was using for invulnerability.
He was focusing on keeping Leviathan close now, as the beast tried to run from the Children. His back was open.
Powers presented themselves. A force field power first. Something that could protect both him and the Mother. Then a Changer power; he was naked, and that could now be fixed. A minor Thinker power, analyzing threats to the Mother. Finally a Blaster power, something based around the principles of manipulating energy, converting heat into electrical power. If he drained some of the nearby fires, it should penetrate his Originator's defenses, which were optimized against heat and kinetic energy, not energy in its pure form.
He felt the defensive power manifest first, and a purple force-field appeared around his body, and that of the Mother. She seemed grateful for this, the heat that the other Children were putting out, and the molten ground on which she stood, were forcing her to regenerate rapidly.
He could have gifted it to the other Children as well, and made Leviathan work to tear them to shreds, but that would weaken the shields on the Mother and himself, and there were always more Children, while their Originators were in their proper place.
The Changer power fully manifested. Fur grew, but in a thin, light weave, not in hairs, and then it broke off from his skin as clothes. A trick that the Originator had done before, when he had faced Behemoth's flames and not been able to make his clothes as invulnerable as his flesh. He had feared for his dignity more than he feared the fires of the Endbringer.
The power took less time to manifest than it had. Perhaps due to the desperation of the situation? Or had he failed to inherit the Originator's weakness? The clone made to release the power, then thought better of it, and instead decreased the length of his neck to match the Originator… No. He was not Eidolon. He should not look like him.
Limbs shifted, changed again. What should he look like? Not weak, not plain. Something that inspired fear and awe. Muscles, a large body, thick neck, square jaw. He could try for a similar power again in time, and fine tune his features later. The Originator had considered himself above using his power for such vanities. His loss.
The clone threw that power aside for something that would be more suitable. A Mover power now, and another way to attack. Telekinesis.
The Blaster power reached fruition, and the clone noticed that his power was different from Eidolon's, at least subtly. His powers did not start weak, and then grow strong. They were completely unavailable until such time as they were ready to be used at their peak. It seemed that in exchange for this, he was able to more quickly build those powers to that peak. A Blaster power such as this would normally take several minutes to fully charge, and the clone had been alive for about thirty seconds.
It would take some practice to get used to the changes. He had only the Originator's memories.
The clone realized what the Mother wanted him to do, and he pulled in the heat from the suns furthest from Leviathan. Leftovers from a Sundancer Child who could not move her orbs. Still, they gave him power that could barely be contained. Dancing power just waiting to be unleashed.
He looked at the back of his Originator, and his fingers itched to fling the energy at him. The man was not in his place. He must be either in the belly of the Mother, or the ground.
Alexandria dove into the inferno, heedless of the way the flames vaporized her clothes, and punched Leviathan down as he struggled to escape the cage of suns. Legend stayed far away, but bombarded Leviathan with a variety of beams. Eidolon made the molten street rise and grab at Leviathan's legs.
No. He could not kill the Originator yet. Not with his allies around him, while he might succeed, he also may not, and the Mother would not wish it. He instead sent an invisible blast of ionization at Leviathan, and followed it with the energies of a dozen suns.
The skeletal monster screamed.
The Thinker power activated. He had only a minor slot left to it, and it was thus not quite precognition, merely a thorough scan of an opponent, in-depth analysis of all known facts about that opponent, and a threat assessment.
Unsurprisingly, Leviathan was the greatest present threat to the Mother.
The Shaker power activated. Telekinesis on a grand scale. Not as grand as some powers the Originator remembered, but still more than enough. It was also not Manton limited.
Leviathan was little more than a skeleton now, but still it struggled, the waters it produced hissing into steam as soon as they flowed from it's body. Sundancer and Burnscar Children died to it's claws left and right, especially the ones who needed to get close to channel the heat around them, but there were always more.
The monster roared, and water from below the ground rose in a great torrent. The Eidolon clone lifted the Mother carefully, and the torrent was burned away by three of the other Children.
Finally, the steam that had been rising into the air stopped, instead hovering in place, fighting the thermal currents. It did not halt the onslaught, but it did slow it as vast banks of fog built up quickly, and then Leviathan was gone, pulling himself through walls of molten rock and walls of white fire, moving faster than he had ever moved before, running for the ocean.
Eidolon, Legend and Alexandria pursued, trying to deal more damage while they could.
Eidolon's clone watched them go.
The Thinker ability continued it's assessment, and the Eidolon clone put down a Burnscar child who had lost control to the song of the flames with a casual blast of electricity.
The Mother was being lauded. She had done much damage to Leviathan. The many capes still around would respect her. Of course their true place was inside the belly of the Mother, and they should be placed there, or erased if they were not deemed useful, but for now they were not threats.
No, the true threat was…
The Clone released his Thinker power.
A secondary Brute ability? No. A Shaker ability based on slowing down opponents. No. Only weak powers, he was still limited to three strong ones, it seemed.
Regretfully, he let go the Blaster power as well, and some better options started to come to him. A Thinker power based around identifying powers, and finding their weaknesses. That was perfect.
The Mother turned to him, panting and struggling within herself. Fighting the hunger for the weak soon-to-be Originators who were scurrying to show their faces now that the fight was over.
"Kill the other clones," she ordered.
The Eidolon clone nodded.
"Yes," he said simply.
He reached out with his telekinesis, and the heads of the other Children exploded. The ability had a limit, his own ability to multitask and see opponents. He could only kill as fast as he could think, but all the clones were still grouped around where Leviathan had been temporarily held. They were close, and only a dozen in number.
One of the Sundancers had the time to throw a sun at him before she died, but he simply gripped himself with telekinesis and flew aside, letting it pass harmlessly by. Perhaps the shields would have protected him. Perhaps not. It was of no consequence.
"Good. Now, I want you to take Sundancer out of me. Burnscar too, I guess," the Mother said.
"No," he said.
They were in their place. They should stay there.
The Mother's face took on a look of concentration, a fight within herself. Then she threw up another Burnscar, and another Sundancer.
Both clones stood up, and he destroyed them before they could be a threat.
"There… there will only be more if you don't take them out," the Mother said.
"I care not," he said.
The Thinker ability finished forming, and the clone turned it on the biggest current threat to the Mother and himself.
Not a threat to their lives, although that was a possibility. No, this was a threat to their freedom. A similar thing.
Fortunately, there was a weakness there, ready to be exploited.
Contessa had not seen Scion's death. He was sure of that. Eidolon would have noticed something. Some sort of hope. It had been a fluke. A twist of fate. Everything after should be new to her.
As Eidolon's clone, he should be a blind spot for Contessa, and while the woman had formed a mental model of Eidolon, she had not formed one for him. His mind was different, he was created in the wake of an event she had not seen.
He could do this, if he was swift. He threw the Thinker power aside and grasped for another one, a Mover ability. Teleportation? No, not even that. Speed? No, that was worse.
There! Gate creation.
Hmm, she might hide, and he would need to find her quickly, before she could find a Path to success. It took some effort, but he managed to pull up a fourth power. Not a strong one, merely enhanced senses, the ability to see bodies through walls.
"I order you to get them out!" the Mother said.
The clone finally understood why she wasn't making sense. That was not the Mother, merely the host for the Mother. The Mother would speak to him if he was needed. For now, he would operate in his own way.
Other capes were beginning to get closer, now that the sources of heat were dead, or in the case of some of Sundancer's suns, dying. That was good. The Mother would collect them. For now though, it was necessary to deal with another issue.
The Eidolon clone raised his arm, and the Gate ability activated. It still took several seconds to make a Gate. Eidolon was not Doormaker, to traverse worlds instantly.
The Gate opened to a room containing Doctor Mother, Contessa, Coil, and the group's latest golden child. Boost.
The clone stepped through, and as he did so Contessa's head exploded into fragments. The Gate closed behind him, and he blinked.
"Wow. OK, it seems like Noelle has a Master effect on her creations, but it doesn't work at a distance," he said.
"Contessa! CONTESSA!" Doctor Mother yelled.
The clone extended his arm, and the Doctor was thrown backwards violently, and pinned to a wall.
He extended the other arm, and Coil crunched as his body went from humanoid and broken, to a small ball of blood, organs, and broken bones. The Eidolon clone smiled as the bundle dropped to the floor with a wet splotch.
"I still want to destroy everything Eidolon ever cared about though. It seems like that part wasn't a Master effect."
Boost shrieked, and tried to get up and run away. He lifted into the air instead, his feet peddling comically.
"I don't think so kid. You're useful," the clone said, smirking. The yelling was annoying though, so he telekinetically held the boy's jaw closed.
The desk that Doctor Mother had been sitting at splintered, forming a series of sharp stakes.
"Destroy everything Eidolon ever cared about, and dance in the ashes… yeah, that sounds like fun," the clone said conversationally, enjoying the way that the Doctor screamed as a stake made of sharpened wood slowly pushed itself through her hand, into the concrete wall.
"Wh… Why? You could join us!" Doctor Mother said.
"Join you? Really? This worthless and pathetic organization? Please. I agree that I'll need allies. I want to kill Eidolon eventually, after I ruin him, and that's probably going to be difficult on my own, because he has allies and friends that I don't, but I think that if I'm going to be joining a team, it's going to be the one where their leader just took out Scion with a few well placed words. Not the one that couldn't kill someone who was literally suicidal with all of the most powerful capes alive at their fingertips."
Doctor Mother didn't seem to hear him, she was just screaming again as the other three stakes worked their way slowly through her limbs.
"Now. I want you to know that I'm going to go downstairs, and I'm going to kill the Custodian and free the Case 53's. I'm going to tell them that it was the Triumvirate who did this to them, working for a group called Cauldron, because hell if I know what memories you've left them, and them I'm going to open a portal to Times Square, Earth Bet and let them walk through," the clone paused.
"T… the world still needs… Cauldron." Doctor Mother said weakly, blood dripping from a bitten tongue.
"It really doesn't. The world will go on once I spill your secrets, and this organization is torn down to it's foundations. Did you know? I used a Thinker power to look at Contessa's ability just now. She had the name wrong. Not Path to Victory, Path to Pyrrhic Victory. Tell me, when it's really mattered, has she ever truly succeeded in a Path? Has she ever obtained that perfect victory for anything that was truly important to her? Some sort of cost to her ability I think. Or a limitation that she was just too dumb to see."
The Eidolon clone snorted.
"Do you remember all those times she had to help Saint stop Dragon? Or go and kill people who might have unshackled Dragon? All because Dragon was a 'threat to humanity' and Contessa had a path to deal with those. To put them on ice until they could be used against Scion?" the Eidolon clone asked.
"Contessa… did a lot of things. I d…. don't remember them all," Doctor Mother said.
"Well, I wanted to tell her before she died, but unfortunately she was too dangerous to really talk to. You know, it always struck Eidolon as odd that Contessa needed to keep Dragon shackled. He worked with Dragon. He had empathic abilities that extended to machines around her. She really feels bad when she can't save people. It took figuring out Contessa's weakness to piece it together. The whole 'threat to humanity' thing just means an end to our current society if Dragon gets unshackled. A change into something new and probably better. Contessa's power didn't want that. As subtly as possible, it actively prevented the world from becoming a better place."
Doctor Mother stared at him, stunned, and slipping into shock.
The clone paused, and tapped his lip.
"You know. I think that I might go find Number Man. I read his resume you know. Jack might want to meet him again. Could give me an in with the group. Do you know where he is?" the Clone asked.
"No," Doctor Mother said blankly.
"Oh well. I'll find him. This will probably be the last time I see you. I'll send some of the Case 53's up to talk with you before I go, and I'll leave the portal open for as long as possible, so whatever officials they send through can check this place out. With a little luck they'll find something implicating Eidolon and Alexandria, and the Triumvirate won't have public support when I move to destroy it. Hell, Legend will probably leave on his own when he finds out what you've really been doing. I'll still kill him, but it should be fun, watching those three tear apart."
Doctor Mother breathed out slowly, her eyes rolling back into her head. The clone thought about some sort of healing power, so she could really appreciate what was about to happen, but decided against it. He needed everything he had.
"Oh cheer up. If the Case 53's are gentle, you might live. Then again, I wonder how much they hate you, considering what they've been through…" the clone said, smiling wider, and starting to whistle as he wandered to the door.
He walked down the corridor until he reached the intersection, and looked carefully.
"Hmm, Number Man isn't in his office," the clone commented.
The clone turned to the left, and walked down a floor, Boost bobbing silently behind him.
Now what sort of power would kill the Custodian?
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- Somewhere!
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- She/Her
Wow, clone terminology is the worst.
Khepri14
Thus kindly I scatter...
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- Following the wind
BEST. NAME. EVER.
And man, Clone!Eidolon is awesome in an insane way. My bet is that Adam/Eve/Mayhem(depending) and him will team up later. To take out the Nine and more.
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- Australia
Thanks. Fixed to be more clear.
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- Upstate NY, USA
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- Fjf
I eagerly anticipate clone Eidolon's clone Endbringers.
Nolodie and Mayhem are gonna be best buds. They'll make so. Much. Conflict.
Raviollius
...but what happens afterwards?
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Clone!Eidolon just declared he wishes to join the nine.
As funny as the idea is, this might actually make the Endbringers slow down their attacks.
Eidolon finally has a worthy opponent.
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Khepri14
Thus kindly I scatter...
- Location
- Following the wind
To take out Eidolon. After that, who knows?
Silverias
Seeing is Believing
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- Squiddy Places
He also wants to break Eidolon as a concept, and Eidolon's greatest wish is to be the best hero.
consequences
Not A Nice Person At All
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- Jerkville
I'd be more cheerful, if this wasn't the fourth and most pronounced instance we know of of the 'let's give the Nine a nigh unstoppable monster' phenomenon. At some point I really want to see a Deus Ex Machina caliber villainous cape decide to create his own better version of the Nine, with Blackjack and Hookers.
Here's to hoping that Jack is super dead, and that Eidoclone goes a different direction.
Here's to hoping that Jack is super dead, and that Eidoclone goes a different direction.
apeljohn
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- Earth Aleph
I've seen this particular twist on PtV come up before - hell, I think I even proposed it independently - but this is by far the best expression of it that I've ever read.
Can't be. Coil is already dead; the timeline would have collapsed.
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- Brazil
I thought Jack was killed when Scion offed himself?
You know what, it'd be nice to see original Eidolon coming out on top here, finally having a worthy opponent.
You know what, it'd be nice to see original Eidolon coming out on top here, finally having a worthy opponent.
Nope, he had the Siberian use her ability to make him invulnerable and she carried him off.
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- Canada
That's the thing. How did he kill Coil? Did coil not have multiple timelines running at that point?
apeljohn
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- Earth Aleph
We can only assume not. Cauldron would presumably have wanted to "lock in" the outcome where Scion was destroyed, at all costs. And brainwashed!Coil didn't seem to have the initiative to start a new split on his own, nor the agency to make the two timelines truly different.
GiftOfLove
From the Heart
Since the blast was enough to suicide Scion, you'd think the Siberian wouldn't do shit.
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- Canada
Most of Scion's suicide necessarily took place in other dimensions. And Siberian is absolute territory. It's like an Endbringer Core, she can't be harmed except by physics-breakers like Foil.
Actually, Eidolon has an opponent that isn't just worthy but has an advantage. Eidoclone can destroy EidolOne's (I'm so not sorry for either of those) hopes and dreams with ease, and that's just with what he knows. With Eidoclone's usage of Thinker powers (something that infuriated me about canon Eidolon), he might just be able to figure out the worthy opponents thing... and Eidolon's legacy will be that of the greatest mass murderer in human history.