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![AI art 'Memories [OC Lore Entry]' with user description 'A lot can change in three years time.
Do you remember who you were before?
The hope that you held in your heart?
The deep-seated desires that kept you up at night?
The sincere wish that things could be different?
If the you from back then could see the you from today, would you still believe?
If the you of today could choose, would you still forget?
Did you look to the skies in desperation or in faith?
Did they answer out of pity or compassion?
Does it matter if the end result is the same?
Do you remember why you made the wish in the first place?
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![AI art 'New Assignment [Stardust Crossing Episode 1]' with user description '// MISSION BRIEFING
Location: Site 117-A
Timeframe: Indefinite
Operation Start: 6/27/XXXX
Objectives:
1. Establish visual identification of Subjects 001 - 010.
2. Log daily routines of Subjects noting any anomalous behaviors or incidents.
3. Maintain cover story (Story #6 - "Travel Vlogger")
4. Do NOT make contact with Subjects outside of necessary interactions to maintain cover story.
5. Report any anomalous incidents immediately.
// END BRIEFING
SC-009 carefully read the screen before her. It was the same method they always used to contact her, a sudden ping on her secured connection. The only proof that she was still needed.
But this one was different. No assassination target, no secure vault to breach, no strange object to recover or creature to capture. Just a place to investigate. A recon mission, with very little strings attached. She frowned, what little displeasure she was capable of feeling exaggerated as much as possible on her face for the sake of feeling her cheek muscles move.
No defined end goal. No exfill date. Just indefinite parameters. It wasnt her style. The one thing she could pride herself on was getting the job done as quickly and efficiently as possible. The listed timeframe was less an expectation and more a high score to beat. She wanted to know more but she wasnt allowed to ask questions. From the moment her terminal beeped, the mission had already begun. Her approval was nothing more than a formality.
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The briefing was as short as the e-mail. This wasnt her first assignment, and it certainly wasnt her handler's. She was handed a cover story pamphlet to study on the plane, a satchel full of low-tech gear to fit the cover story, a bodysuit, a single change of clothes (more would be acquired on site), a credit card with fake credentials attached, a key card to access the on-site facility, and a dossier of her observation targets. Then she was loaded onto a plane like any other piece of military hardware and transported to Site-117-A.
12 hours of settling in later, as she was already staking out rooftops, camera in hand, looking for any sign of her targets. No time for anything but the mission. No time, even, to consider the effects of the anamolous zone she found herself in.
She carried on like this for three days. Working out of a tiny apartment, she spent every waking moment scanning the crowds for her targets. And in so doing, began to wonder why her targets were so special.
There were all sorts in this city, and that was putting it mildly. On her first day, she spied a girl with a centipede tail exiting a local convenience store. Last night, she had seen a literal fairy flitting about near the edge of the woods. Just this morning, a lavender furred cat had wandered through her apartment wall like it wasnt even there and kept on going through the opposite wall.
Compared to things like this, what made the college student, the race car driver, or the mechanic girl interesting enough to pick them as targets? Perhaps part of her job was to answer that very question.
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It was the night of her seventh day in the city of Stardust Crossing when everything changed.
The night was particularly clear and the summer heat had waned just enough to make her bodysuit bearable. She was pearched in a tall tree near the edge of the local park, keeping an eye on the main road into the nearby suburban neighborhood. She had already clocked Subject 002 and Subject 005 as both living nearby and was looking to refine her notes on their schedules.
Then, suddenly, the air shifted and the world fell quiet. The wind ceased all movement. The pedestrians seemed to find somewhere else to be. Even the animals scurried away or held still as the grave. It was like the whole world was holding its breath.
She felt it then, like warm honey dripping across her mind. Four simple words whispered directly into her soul.
"Can you hear me?"
She hadn't realized she had closed her eyes. She opened them to see the night sky aglow with light and color. The Shimmer. She had recorded it once, on the first night she arrived, but hadn't seen it again until now.
It felt so much closer now. Like it wasnt far up in the sky, but merely just above her head. Then, it was gone.
An unfamiliar feeling welled up inside of her. It took her several minutes to realize it was anxiety. She wasnt supposed to be able to feel that anymore. Not after Geas Conditioning.
But the whispered words had knocked something loose in the back of her mind. A rattling piece that wouldn't let her forget about it.
Yes, she thought, to herself or to the voice she couldn't say. I can hear you.
Sleep didnt come easy that night. She went over everything in her dossier five times over, looking for any explanation but finding none. By the time morning came, she had barely slept a wink.
She was supposed to report incidents like this.
But that new feeling told her that would be a bad idea.'](https://imgproxy-prod-ovmn5ne2aa-ue.a.run.app/M9fctLHq0I6Ja_u_NfAiaOAh5LdOVvAnj_dN1uMCqYY/resize:fit:3840:0/quality:60/sharpen:0.5/plain/s3://betterwaifu/ccd6251e-97f0-4868-b3db-56efc69ba5bc/VPSNNKLTfjUfteMwJ6w5.webp@webp)
![AI art 'Personnel File SC-009 [OC Lore Entry]' with user description '//ACCESS DENIED
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// ACCESS AUTHENTICATED
// DECRYPTING DATA
Service ID: SC-009
Birth Name: Mio [Redacted]
Age: 26
DOB: 11/13/XXXX
Division: Project Scathanch
Rank: Special Operator (Addn 230-SC "Geas Conditioning", Addn 1194-SC "Marionette Protocol")
Service Reccord: [CLASSIFIED]
> Physician's Report: Per her last check-in on 05/20, SC-009 displays behavior within expected parameters. Emotional suppression conditioning is holding with limited variance (slight depressive streak noted as an acute melancholy, this can be safely ignored. Recommend continuing her exposure to pre-screened music for therapeutic purposes).
No sign of early onset muscle atrophy, Marionette appears successful at prevention. Reflex skills scoring consistent with previous results (+0.4 human average).
All other tests results nominal. SC-009 is cleared for participation in the Site-117-A investigation.
Personality Profile: SC-009 displays an emotional range consistent with standard 230 conditioning. Anxiety and fear responses virtually non-existent. Anger capped at useful levels. Joy and sadness capped at minimally required levels for standard emotional stability per 230 perameters. SC-009 displays a natural curiosity higher than expected for a 230 conditioned individual. Keep this in mind when selecting her for assignments and remember to monitor her internet activity for questionable behavior.
// END LOG
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