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kudzuhaiku


She's looking at you. Yes you. And she is judging you with her eyes. There is no escape.

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  • 56 weeks
    It's late

    But my brain isn't quiet. I'm stoned out of my goddamn gourd. Don't worry, it is just my usual regimen of drugs. That's how I spent a lot of my time now. Wasted. Doesn't really help with the pain much, but makes it a bit more tolerable. All of my drugs cost over 5 grand a month. That's what it takes to keep me going. I'm in somewhat better shape because of all of it, and there's a few bright

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  • 66 weeks
    Cyborgification is potentially a-go

    Finally found a doctor that didn't run screaming upon seeing my spine images and xrays. The team is coming together. Met with the neurosurgeon the other day, and he thinks I am an ideal candidate for augmentation. The transition is happening, I think. I still have to pass a psych evaluation and other steps, but I am closer now than ever. First I'll have the trial run; they'll sink electrodes into

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  • 96 weeks
    Today, life changes forever.


    It's been a long, long road to get to this point. A big thank you to everyone who has been with me during this journey.

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  • 96 weeks
    Big changes are happening


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  • 120 weeks
    I suppose it is time for an update

    Been meaning to this, and I've become the King of Pro-Crasty Nation. I kept wanting to report, but there was nothing to report, no good news at all, so I just... didn't. Sorry. Went a bit silent on my end. It just sorta happened.

    I finally got a lawyer willing to take up my case. After that, things started happening.

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Mar
15th
2017

A lifeless sewer · 6:50pm Mar 15th, 2017

Is a worrisome sign indeed, is it not?

Doctor Sterling’s silver floating orb of light led the way and Flicker followed, splashing through the mucky water of the sewer. Behind him, Hennessy and Piper trailed after him, laying traps every few yards as Doctor Sterling instructed. Piper was good at setting traps, better than Flicker was, even with his practice, but that was no surprise, seeing as how she had better telekinetic manipulation than he did.

So far, not one rat was seen, which worried Flicker, for reasons he could not comprehend. If things felt wrong aboveground, down here in the dark depths of the sewers, it was almost panic inducing. He could feel the rats, sense them, they were close, but there were none to be seen, not a one.

Coming to an intersection, Flicker came to a halt and looked around. This was a five way intersection, one of the sewer hubs. In the middle was a grate that drained downwards to another level, down below the storm drains where they now walked. Flicker could feel eyes on him, but he could not see them, which disturbed him a great deal.

“We’re being watched,” Flicker said, his respirated voice echoing somewhat in the narrow confines of the tunnel.

“I know,” Doctor Sterling responded as he too, had a look around.

The four of them looked like strange birds in the sewer, their pale masks gleaming in the soft silver luminescence of Doctor Sterling’s glowing orb of light. Piper pulled a trap from Hennessy, set it, and placed it down on the grate, half submerged in the water. When finished, she lifted her head and had a look around.

“How odd,” she remarked, “it does feel like I have eyes on me. I don’t like it. Come out, come out, so that Lord Death of Murder Mountain may stab you.”

For Flicker, the sewers were home, but they didn’t feel like it now. They were strange, the darkness was oppressive, and devoid of life. The enchanted lenses on his mask showed nothing, not a thing. Not even insects were showing up, which was a worrisome sign. There should be cockroaches down here, but there was nothing.

It was impossible for the sewers to not be infested, yet Flicker saw the evidence with his own eyes. He scanned the walls, the water, he even tilted his head back to look up the arched ceiling above him; nothing. How could this be? How was this even possible? What could do this? Was this what Wicked was trying to investigate before making a hasty move? Flicker had questions, but no answers seemed forthcoming.

“Come along, my apprentices, we must keep moving…”

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Comments ( 12 )

More automatons?:twilightoops: The lack of bugs confounds me though.

Reminds me of the time Sentinel and the Raptors went into the sewers.

Methinks the Rat Bastard's kin found some magics to keep the plague undetected.

Either that, or the rats evolved to be smarter and are all in hiding. But where are they??

4457329 They should still show up if not infected, I think it was green if unaffected, orange for plague without going back to look.

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This is not a centaur vault.

4457360 orange for lice, red for rats. I don't think there was one for uninfected.

4457408

The night vision and life detection would still show them though.

4457422 Oh.

so where the hell are they?? ._.

this is quite a cryptic blog post

4457383 Only other thing is, Duh Du Darrrrr... 'Zombies' - the walking dead, no life signs!:pinkiegasp:
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4457485

Those would still be visible.

4457487 Oh thank Celestia, I'm glad you kiboshed that one.

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Walls aren't living things, but somehow they can be seen with the mask on, correct?

Unless something becomes intentionally invisible, they can be seen.

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