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I’ll try to describe a quick scene for informational purposes. “WE LOVE YOU MERESKA!!” Her fans screamed in adoration as the swarm of Holodrones swarmed around her as her hover-board maneuvered crazy eights and other flight patterns. The Stadium was packed to bursting. She posed as her rotating nipple tassels displayed the list of her sponsors. Ad Revenue malarkey she never bothered to pay attention to. It wasn’t enough that her patented drone subroutines had become common place. It wasn’t enough that she was beautiful naturally without the aid of being pumped full of nanites and a dedicated team of beauticians and it wasn’t even enough that she could perform sing and dance while on a hoverboard. These people didn’t want a person… They wanted a perfect goddess no matter the cost. She would have preferred being treated like a picture perfect porcelain doll. She had done her best to avoid Hesperia Seven which lay on the outermost western spiral galactic arm. Away from the safety of the core worlds. At least the core worlds respected copyright. She lamented. She waved and blew kisses as she touched her omnitool bracelet to commence her wardrobe change routines. She was never doing another favor for the Corpo Kings who commanded the super-corporations here on the outer edges. She reminded herself to smile for the holodrones. It wasn’t that they fricking cheated. Casinos cheated as part of their everyday practice. It was the fact that despite knowing it from the onset… She had fallen for it. One holovid of a…. ‘Personal’ android doing some rather indecent things while having her likeness spread like wildfire over the holonet. And the culprit was here on this backwater fringe world. Mereska scanned the leisure suites for the fat cow that was behind it all. She had never killed before, but she figured all it took was some serious determination and perhaps a liberal application of expertly calculated blunt force trauma. There she was Tortoise CEO and future murder victim manhandling her doppelganger with her fingers in places that would have any HR firm priming for immediate dismissal… Had they been human. She kissed her lips and as the holodrones swarmed the position her kiss projectile would be to spell out I LOVE YOU! Wreathed in a prismatic heart large enough that even the highest seat could see it. She had been born too late. She decided, Too late to explore lost and sacred Terra Prime. Too late to explore this section of the galaxy. The preshow was about to end. The music began to build as her first song came up. There in the moment of silence before her first words there was a deafening screech as some large shadow drifted over her. “What the f-” She began and her eyes widened as she looked up. Something large was coming straight for her. She touched her bracelet and her fingers clacked over the interface as she switched the hoverboard to manual and shifted her weight so the hoverboard glided to the side. The dark object sped past her and the wind buffeted her out of the central stadium. The hoverboard spiraled as she hunkered down and clutched the board. Forever grateful to whomever invented the boots that were bound magnetically to the board. Without out them she’d have been flung off the darned thing ages ago.She managed to stabilize the hoverboard and it came to a stop. She sighed as she fought the nausea that threaten to vacated her lunch. She refused to throw up here on this planet. Outright refused. Some fans had gone so far as to plifer her bathwater from the hotels she had stayed at. They even stole her mattress out from under her while she slept! She shuddered, People were crazy. A few women and one man actually used nanites to remodel themselves after her. She absolutely refused to contemplate what her fans would do if they got a hold of her sick. She swallowed and kept the burning bile down. She ignored her burning throat and focused on the noise. There was a persistent droning and other noises. Noises that she realized was screaming. The persistent droning was infact the stadium alarm. The black figure that had nearly crashed into her. Wasn’t alone. As more dropped into the stands like meteors. It was currently biting stadium security forces in half like unwanted corn dogs She brushed her omnitool and set the holodrones to live-stream. As the holodrones regrouped around her catching her every move in a perfect spotlight. Predatory eyestalks darted to look at her location. That wasn’t a good sign. She grabbed her hoverboard and wordlessly pulled up. Her hoverboard promptly sped towards the rafters.

Oh man I guess its too late to add that but the thought of a horse with a full on boot keep it from moving is just hilarious.

Thats sorta how I started with my story. Just looking at how my favorite authors started. hahah Weirdly enough I got absurdly stuck because I got almost the whole story done but hadn’t thought of how to begin. I eventually was like you know what? Gonna start with a prison tale along the lines of one time I was snatched from bed at an ungodly hour and thrown into jail for no discernible reason.

Eyecandy should be unisex in my opinion. Not every man has to be a bodybuilding adonis of course nor every women a perfect voluptuous sex goddess Give him a broad shoulders, or great legs or a big booty or a nice bulge or even those nice full jawlines. Her experiences sound like she got them early/ they were bigger than the other women around her. And she was not treated well because of this sudden puberty driven endowment.

Looking through some battle pics does confirm the smear on the ground bit.

True but I want to be accurate at least. Epic fantasy meets an alternate WW2 decaying timeline.

I’m gonna go with a standard shell from a panzer 3. I’m checking specs right now.

Right? But the character in question is a regenerative immortal type.

So I’m at a loss at the moment. What injuries can I expect pertaining to WW2 german tank rounds?

From JayDee on June 27, 2021 Fallen City – Bit of an action packed part here! The explosion at the start and the use of the meat shield was hella fun. Liked the portrayal of the pissed-off-at-humanity gallows god too. People forget these days that ol’ One-Eye had a temper… With prophecy broken fate is in flux but tends to go the path of least resistance. The journey to catastrophic war is picking up steam. The Jotun will not stand idle not when their only ally that treats them as people rather than monsters is suddenly attacked. The roosters that foretell the final battle might be drowned in the river that never freezes. Inertia however is ramping up. Asgard is definitely on team fuck humanity and Jotun are on Humanity’s side when they hear humanity’s cry for aid the war horns will beckon Apocalypse is on the horizon. SPOILER COMMENTS …did I get that right? Did Glykon just destroy the spear? Now that was a badass tough moment there. Glykon did destroy Gungnir, Its power wrecking the city. The oaths The Allfather forced on others are broken, his symbol of authority ruined. This object showcasing Asgard’s unassailable might ruined. It’s a loss of face, a loss of strength. his greatest act was he stole the antichrist, The Beast Of The Sea right out from under Odin’s nose and for that he needed Zahhak to cause commotion and take everyone’s focus solely on him. And he did it all *without* hands Glykon got some hidden depths! Also kinda funny the way he shows up and does his effortless convincing through the sock puppet like usual! Did she even need to use the human as a meat shield, or was it just a bit of “being an asshole for the sake of it?” The Beast Of The Sea is a unrepentant jerk, She’s also the most powerful of Lucifer’s remaining brood. Since Zahhak and likely other players have been tracking down her siblings. She isn’t afraid of throwing down, not when she can go straight into dark souls boss mode with her warform. She is not a match against a skyfather, head of a godtribe but then her true power lay not in combat (which is considerable She’s a daughter of a confirmed god killer) But in her ability to influence others especially humans. She can bring out the worst in others. It seems like being mortal has limited prospects in this chapter anyway, with the Valkyries going full massacre. No doubt a few regretting they’re not fitting in old Viking activities like the pillage, and the other thing. Humanity just got sucker punched and blows keep on coming.I would not want to live on this particular world right now. The fact that a head of a tribe of gods just openly destroyed a city is all the admission one needs to successfully infer that the Global Pantheon is not on humanity’s side.