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TDM 005
![]() ⏵ arrival ⏴ Arrival goes as anticipated. Characters awaken in a sterile hospital bed in a clean, white room to the hum of machines under the unnatural lighting common to well-kept institutions. Every bit was designed to be comforting and calming, even with the jarring undercurrent of this situation. The first face they see is Aurora's: her smile appears to be warm, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes. She might offer a quick explanation, or leave characters to figure it out for themselves depending on their approach. The door to the room swings open, revealing a hallway that stretches out ahead of them. There’s noise from outside and strong pumpkin spice scents coming from the lobby. Ah, muffins and tea. Grab one and head into the crisp, sunny fall morning ahead. ![]() ⏵ potluck ⏴ Cutthroat Iron Etrayan Bake-Off As you step out of the arrival holding area into the main thoroughfare, the entire street has been turned into tents and chef stations to accommodate the activities of thirty people at once. There’s seats, trailers, and robots bustling about to make sure everyone is ready. A couple of cheerful robots in aprons and colorful sweaters approach and redirect you as you step towards the cooking area. There’s gas ranges, ovens, grills, blast chillers, mixers, and set walk-ins and pantries with just about every ingredient you can imagine. There are cameramen (also robots) patrolling the area to capture all your best moments and to broadcast them directly to your fellow citizens’ devices. Your instruction? “Make your signature dish. You have one hour, chef.” It can’t just be straightforward, can it? The land itself is held together with pure chaotic energy. If you’re lucky, all goes as planned. If you aren’t… well…
* All kittens disappear at the end. ** These however, stay. ![]() ⏵ share a meal ⏴ As all the cooking concludes, you will be invited to plate your meal into one of many casserole dishes, regardless of what was made. A ladle will be tucked into the corner and placed on the table with a folded bit of cardstock declaring the chef’s name and the name of the dish. A helper camerabot will come around to each participant and ask for their thinking and their process. Even if you got away without having to cook, even looking towards the table of dishes will spur a helper bot to start making you a plate with one of everything. The helperbot will insist that it is rude to not at least try what their peers have made. In fact, if you are to fill out the score card for each person, you really must taste everything! The robots can’t try the food, so it’s up to you. The cards look like so. The grading system is opaque. Is it meant to be numbers? Stars? Letter grades? Well, you’re the judge. You figure it out. Chef: ___________ Dish:_____________ Judge:___________ Overall Rating:_______
![]() ⏵ tummy ache survivor ⏴ No matter how well your compatriots cooked or baked their dishes, there are… factors. You see that carrot? It’s really just condensed chaos in the shape of a carrot. No matter how powerful you are, these particular ingredients may not mesh with your being. …And even if it is truly a carrot, do all the chefs know the proper cooking temperature of chicken? Even chickens are aliens to many. (Optional) Roll a Die
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[ they’d been in the middle of a fight. He’s worried about how that’s ended now. Did she have to flee? Did Kirk? ]
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She went back to New Genesis to tie up loose ends. You don't remember?
[Now Kirk was concerned. He's wondering now if whatever it took to kidnap Superman was having an additional adverse effect. Maybe his memory?]
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No I don't. The last thing I remember is Steve Trevor shooting me with that red beam.
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All three of us survive that battle. But beams that mimic a red sun can kill you and the US military full of those weapons. Project Fair Play works, Hernan.
[Kirk knows how arrogant Hernan can be and most of the time that arrogance is warranted. but Project Fair Play is the first time Hernan's met something that could hurt him so severely. It's something Kirk wants Hernan to keep in mind]
We're not dead or incarcerated because a bigger threat came up that we all had to work against.
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Well at least we know they're smart enough to figure out who would have to save them. Who is this bigger threat?
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Magnus. He was behind all those murders. Every scientist murdered was part of Fair Play. He wanted to frame us. Wanted us to take him into the tower so he can take over the power core. He needed that for his nanite bomb. If it had detonated, it would’ve boom-tubed trillions of nanites all over the planet and forced us all into a single hive mind. Free will would’ve been obliterated.
[It all said in what sounds like Kirk’s usual monotone. He’s keeping to the facts. They help keep in mind why the Justice League had to stop his former best friend]
In the end, when we had him cornered, Will committed suicide.
[It’s the same monotone but internally, Kirk still has grief. It’s grief he wishes he didn’t have and might be trying to avoid. Ever since Will revealed his true colors, Kirk’s been left with a lot of questions about himself and his relationships with Will and Tina. They’re questions he doesn’t know he’ll ever have answers to. It still leaves him disturbed though]
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But even in his indignation, Hernan does not miss the change in Kirk's heart rate. He knew Kirk cared for Will and Tina and if this is how it turned out for them, it must have been difficult for Kirk to accept. Hernan puts a hand on Kirk's shoulder. ]
He was a coward then. You deserved better.
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Maybe Kirk had been so desperate to hold onto the remaining shreds of his per-vampiric life that he was blind to whatever red flags there might've been every time he talked with Will and Tina.
There's been a lot of uncomfortable and possibly unanswerable questions Kirk has been asking himself. It's unsettling and he's probably been using the Kryptonian data project as an excuse to not let his mind wander too far into those topics.
He lets Hernan touch him, appreciating the reminder that he's not actually alone. He's a good anchor to have. Since meeting him on that faithful night at Gotham's docks, Kirk has always been grateful for Hernan's kindness and generosity. Their friendship meant to Kirk as much as his relationships with the Magnuses were. Or rather, now it's more important to him than ever]
So did Tina. She was killed and replaced years ago.
[Again, the small voice of guilt stirs in Kirk. Maybe Tina wouldn't have been murdered and replaced if he had stayed away. Maybe then, nothing would have set Will down his insane path towards death and destruction]
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I know you, cuate. You are blaming yourself for this. Magnus did this to you and to Tina. Don't make yourself responsible for him.
[ As far as Hernan's concerned, he's just another Dr. Psycho. ]
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I know. This was all by his hand in the end. And I still have you and Bekka at least.
[For Kirk, it feels strange how he can relate better to non-humans than humans these days. It's a result of having to live with his mutation for so long. But better that than staying alone]
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[ For better or worse, the Justice League had become a second family to Hernan and vastly preferred having them all together than torn apart. Bekka's absence puzzles him but it's something to be dealt with later, like Fair Play. ]
If we are not dead, then that means they know I did not kill Luthor. Right?
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He's alive. He boom-tubed just before the explosion. I didn't know until afterwards but he was the one who warned Steve Trevor what was actually happening in the tower. Ti-...
[Kirk is then quick to correct himself]
The robot that had mimicked Tina ambushed me and another metal man restrained me.
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[ The one thing the metal men had a chance to get right and they messed it up? Not that Hernan wanted Lex Luthor to die. But he wouldn't have shed a tear if he had. At least he didn't let his bias stop him from correcting Steve Trevor. But now Hernan will never escape Luthor's self righteous grandstanding. ]
All of this happened while I was outside?
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You and Bekka were about to be finished off by the military when Luthor appeared.
[Which means Luthor literally saved two-thirds of the Justice League. Sorry, Hernan]
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He's going to be even more insufferable.
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You might not hear from him for a while. He's Bekka's traveling partner. Apparently he grew bored with Earth and wanted to obtain more knowledge beyond the stars.
[At this point, Kirk knows Hernan has a lot of information he needs to unpack. Or ignore. Either way, it's a lot for one man to take even if that man is Superman]
Bekka will be back. And she knows to call you if she gets into trouble.
[Kirk knows Hernan long enough to know that underneath the braggadocio, Hernan would prefer if they all stayed together. There are so few people like themselves]
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Kirk, you know Hernan so well. He is absolutely going to ignore this thing you just said that makes absolutely no sense. ]
What are you making? It smells like blood.
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It was supposed to be noodles, not blood sausage. It seems there’s an additional challenge.
[Kirk shuts the lid, leaves it for a moment and the lifts again. Now it’s tofu]
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Don't eat that. It will make you sick.
[ He still remembers those Giggle Drops. ]
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How so?
[The entire cooking competition setup is already weird but Kirk wants more details and if it's worth going along with it]
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I do not trust it and I don't think you should either.
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Interesting. Usually you’re invulnerable. Perhaps not being on Earth is affecting your biology.
[Then again, Fair Play has proven that Hernan can get hurt]
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[ So that means there is at least a yellow sun here. Not that it did a lot of good helping him to stop giggling. ]
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[Though speaking of biology, Kirk is also thinking about his own]
There’s been no word on how to escape?
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[ Hernan pauses, thinking about that blood sausage. ]
Are you going to be all right?
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