NYOOO- STOP. .. You scan the area below you, looking for your METEOR.

Out in the world. Walking to a junkyard that's more populated than ever because of doomsday scrappers and other assorted weirdos. Looking for a seismograph for a funny online screenshot.

You walk through the piles of gutted cars and half-TVs. It dawns on you that specialty mechanical equipment isn't the most common thing to get dumped in a scrapyard. The chances of finding a seismograph here are so embarrassingly small it isn't even worth trying.

These questions are, of course, rhetorical. You've been standing on a rusted out hummer staring at the strange meteor in the distance for quite a while. It's obvious at least some of those buildings have some heavy duty scientific gadgetry in them.

You start walking to the meteor in the distance.

Alice and Ophelia are in the car.

you land here, toppling over onto the scotched ground

you kick the scorched grass. You wonder what beauties this world could've brought you if that dolt didn't make a dead session.

you go to walk to the meteor, you have a few things to say to your buddy and his slug friend anyway.

Alex hears a howl, before seeing a jackal consort walking over to him, looking at him curiously.

The jackal doesn’t budge, only continuing to stare at Alex.

oh god there’s more consorts over there

Somewhere, in ILLINOIS..

A white unmarked machine appears.

A short ways out of the forest, you can see a NEW VILLAGE in the distance. Around half a mile away.

You take out your MANBUN and shake your head, flinging a small bit of water out to your side.

Your hair falls straight, as usual.

Albeit, slightly damp.

As the two converse and approach, the friendly-sounding barking and howling begins getting louder. Some music can be heard as well.

Mostly strings, drums, and an unidentifiable instrument that sounds vaguely woodwindy.

It sounds like if Mardi Gras were condensed into a half-modern dirt-roaded culdesac.

The town looks like something pulled straight out of Over the Garden Wall.

Thatched-roof cabins, a bonfire in the centre, and a whole lot of bipedal dog-coyote things.

These god-damned birds are pissing you off. It's true that you've basically invaded their land, but you don't think they have the rights over a trash bin or this alley. Whatever, man. There's barely anything you can do. Might as well go see that meteor.

You put on your headphones and get on your skateboard. One of the local pigeons sit on your cap. Who gives a shit.

Your name is Alexandre "Xande" Schaffer, but since you moved over here, you've used Alexander "Al" instead. You've already heard one too many mispronounciations of your name. To make the travel less soul-crushingly boring, you listen to your favorite song in repeat.

Hell. Fucking. Yes.

Airport was uninteresting. You cut them all instantly.

Barely was a- Hey, what is that in the sky?

youve hijacked a car, you rev it up and drive far, far away from the meteor

you hate the cold. but you crave it. You take a breath of cold air as you head to mount logan.

You fly towards France. You don't care for theatrics so you just fly being upright.

It looks odd. Like you're a player model in noclip. But it is what it is.

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...

You're here. In France. You fly above it. Even post-apocalypse, it's pretty impressive.

You float around aimlessly.

...

Yeah. There isn't much to do here. Or is there? You don't really think about the possibilities much.

You float towards the nearest random house.

It's silent.

All that you can see with your vision, blurred by a wave of tears are your hands.

Your hands all red. Your legs, shaking as if leaves when the wind strikes. Your heart beating quicker and quicker.

She is laying down on the floor.

What have you done...?

You don't even know what is happening. All you can understand is that you're moving fast. There are people chasing you.

You're afraid. You don't know what you're afraid of.

But you don't want to be here. You want to run away. Run as fast as you can.

It's hard to run when you can't see anything.

You're terrified.

CLINT is drifting down a highway!

Where the hell are they going?

Hey, let’s check back in on CLINT!

CLINT is currently fighting a couple LOOTERS.

With a frying pan, what an odd weapon, I wonder if there’s something strange about it.

Wow! CLINT is now fighting a POLICE OFFICER.

They sure are using that frying pan.

CLINT is now at the TOP of the EMPIRE STATE BUILDING!

What the fuck?

a twitch streamer live streams himself walking around Canada

CLINT is outside of (what they think is) a CHURCH.

The CHURCH-GOERS are spouting some shit about EYES and LOST CHILDREN.

CLINT hopes the child’s parents are found.

CLANG.

CLANG. CLING. CLANG.

An UNKNOWN MAN with a SWORD and CLINT are dueling.

The UNKNOWN MAN catches CLINT off guard, and pierces them with his sword!

He walks away as CLINT slowly stands up.

They aim their frying pan and

GLITCH!

The FRYING PAN turns into a GRENADE LAUNCHER!

TWO GRENADES are lobbed at the UNKNOWN MAN, it catches him by surprise and he is engulfed!

CLINT WINS!

+1 GRENADE SKILL!

CLINT takes The Unknown Man’s Sword.

They go back to wandering.

The GRENADE LAUNCHER shifts back to the FRYING PAN.

Deep in a forest...

Someone enjoys the simple wonders of living off the land.

You are AM. You have taken upon yourself a particular challenge. Living off of the land. This unfamiliar land. It's refreshing.

So many things to gather... To learn...

You are currently devouring the flesh of what you have deemed a "TRILLBEAST."

By choice, yes. Yes you do.

AM embarks on her daily hike. Perhaps she will take your suggestions now.

Think about Esther.

Think about GAMMA.

Ah... Yes, the human. You've made quite the lucrative deal with her, yes. In exchange for your Agents, an unlimited supply of fresh knowledge here on Earth.

This planet is truly fascinating!

You ever think she hates you?

You know of her opinion regarding yourself. You know many things.

> Think about GAMMA.

Quite an interesting mind to peer into. It seems your SECOND AGENT has infiltrated his second body.

Did you ever watch Spider-man: Into The Spiderverse?

Quite ironic.

> Did you ever watch Spider-man: Into The Spiderverse?

Film is an aspect of Human culture you have yet to delve into. You are currently working your way through their literature, chronologically.

You're gonna be at it a while.

// am and esther had gay sex

You have never engaged with her in such a way. Although, you may need to engage in it somehow, eventually... Your pursuit of knowledge must be thorough.

// you kissed though right

No.

By the by, you must mention. You can hear the ramblings of the twice slashed.

An interesting bunch.

> You have never engaged with her in such a way. Although, you may need to engage in it somehow, eventually... Your pursuit of knowledge must be thorough.

For now, your study of human anatomy and its functions will suffice.

Quite interesting that humans carry their sexual organs externally, whereas your own species ###########################################.

CLINT stares at a tv showing someone with a suspiciously similar name, and it seems this person is the meteor man!

What a coincidence.

CLINT continues walking.

HEY GUYS

Ezekiel zooms by!!