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  1. Rec 16

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    There's a new CEO in Kane Co. tower, and the years-long war on Motorcity has ground to an uneasy halt. In her father's absence, Julie Kane works to hold her new position in the power vacuum he left behind. Far below, her boys have their own problems: a fast-growing new threat from an old enemy, and a mysterious epidemic creeping through the streets of Motorcity.

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    16 Oct 2017

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    Welcome to the new Kane Co. family

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    Midoriya Inko attracts small objects. Midoriya Hisashi breathes fire.

    Midoriya Izuku is full of stars.

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    14 Oct 2017

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    Midoriya Izuku is not chosen to represent Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament. He does not slay a dragon, or rescue innocents, or brave a maze of dark magic. He does not win accolades, or fame, or glory.

    Instead, Izuku meets the son of the greatest dark wizard of the age, a Durmstrang student with hair like a sunrise and eyes like a war. And maybe, he just might win something else.

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    08 Oct 2017

  4. Public Bookmark 10

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    “…and then they round it all off by giving us the alien equivalent of ‘whoops, our bad’.”

    (Hera and Maxwell emerge from Memoria with some unexpected side effects.)

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    07 Oct 2017

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    “Where…” Her fingers fumble clumsily at the bed straps, and instinctively, she looks upwards. It’s a silly instinct, and she knows it, but she can’t think about that over the curious whirl of trepidation that’s currently gripping her by the throat. It’s just been her and Eiffel; Maxwell hasn’t spoken a word to her yet. “Is she mad? Is she upset?”

    Eiffel looks at her, blinks, and bursts out laughing.

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    “…So while of course it was something of a… shock, to be wildly, incredibly euphemistic, it’s temporary. We have an end date, and we have a plan of action, and if when the time comes, it doesn’t work, well, we’ll take it from here. But for now…” Her voice spasms in and out of hearing, peaking up with excitement. “…this is fascinating!”

    They’re alone in Maxwell’s quarters. Hera has been floating about as they talk, trying to accustom herself to the physics of having a body. Every now and again she’ll reach out to grab something; a vase, the bookcase, the bedsheets, and the moment the object touches her skin it’s like a tiny electrical shock.

    “Fascinating,” she says, “is just the tip of a very, very large iceberg.”

  5. Rec 16

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    Sometimes skills are hard-learned, community is hard-won, and love is hard to figure out.

    Sometimes an apocalypse can be the best thing to happen.

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    07 Oct 2017

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    These days, you do fairly well for yourself. There are some others out there who aren’t completely useless; none of you have much, but you trade in knowledge. You teach them trapping, and they teach you which plants they’ve learned are poisonous and which ones are good to eat. You show them how to make a spear that’s good and sturdy, and they show you how to tan the hides you’ve been getting.

    Some of them tell stories, too. About the army taking over cities and resources, the men in charge keeping everything for themselves or funneling it to unknown places. There are rumors of leaders safe in luxurious bunkers running everything. Personally, you doubt the leaders were ever that coordinated. But you keep a careful eye out anyway.

    You do just fine for years. You’re hungry sometimes, and thirsty sometimes, and bored sometimes, but honestly you never thought you’d be alive at this age, so you figure you’re winning. You keep moving, keep trading, keep creating things.

    And then winter hits.