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Omen | TFA OC
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Come to the forest alone. I've heard it's wonderful this time of year.
[Omen nods to Vortex first, then looks over at Overlord. That could actually work... Omen nods again.]

𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔟𝔬𝔱𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔬𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔤𝔬𝔫. ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔯, 𝔥𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯. 𝔐𝔶 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔞𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔢.
December 2, 2025 at 12:42 AM
[Omen nods slowly. Reaching into a bag on its side, it pulls out a small (for him) datapad and offers it to Vortex.]

ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔪𝔶 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔬𝔩𝔢. ℑ 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔢𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢.
November 27, 2025 at 5:31 AM
November 25, 2025 at 8:35 PM
ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶. ℑ 𝔰𝔦𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔱 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢. ℌ𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔡, 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔢? ℑ 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 "𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔪𝔰𝔶."
November 22, 2025 at 7:53 AM
𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔶𝔭𝔢𝔰, 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔲𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔫𝔬 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔞 𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢.
November 22, 2025 at 3:45 AM
𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔞 𝔤𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔰. ℑ 𝔡𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔰𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔪𝔢𝔡.
November 22, 2025 at 3:44 AM
𝔄𝔟𝔰𝔬𝔩𝔲𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔶. ℑ𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔢 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔬𝔲𝔱. ℑ'𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔰𝔬𝔬𝔫, 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔨.
November 22, 2025 at 3:39 AM
𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢𝔩𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔢. ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔯, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔥𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔩𝔶, ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔱𝔬 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰.
November 22, 2025 at 3:36 AM
𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔫𝔬 𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔞, 𝔇𝔢𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔬𝔫. 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 "𝔏'𝔰" 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢.
November 22, 2025 at 3:33 AM
𝔖𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔠. 𝔊𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱.
November 22, 2025 at 3:31 AM
𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔲𝔭 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔲𝔩𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔠 "𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔶𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔞," 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲? ℑ𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔩𝔶 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔶 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔱𝔯𝔶 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔡.
November 22, 2025 at 3:31 AM
ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔪𝔢𝔠𝔥 𝔬𝔯 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔲𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔩𝔶 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔞 𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤.
November 22, 2025 at 3:28 AM
[Omen tilts its helm a little. Likely the strangest request for a favor it has ever gotten, but not the most difficult, so it won't complain. Instead, it just nods.]

𝔄 𝔴𝔢𝔡𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔫. 𝔄𝔫𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠, 𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔤𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔦𝔫 𝔬𝔫.. 𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰?
November 21, 2025 at 5:59 AM
[The only response V gets is a wave, and then the mech is gone. The forest is back to being silent and still.]
November 19, 2025 at 7:33 PM
𝔄𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔷𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞 𝔴𝔢𝔡𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤.. ℑ 𝔰𝔲𝔭𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔢 ℑ 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡. ℑ'𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬𝔩𝔡 ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔰𝔨𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔞.

𝔘𝔫𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔲𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔶, 𝔥𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯, ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡. ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔡𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔩.
November 19, 2025 at 7:32 PM
[The massive creature comes to a stop a short distance from the pair.]

ℑ𝔱 𝔡𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡. ℑ'𝔪 𝔟𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔰, 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔢𝔱 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔞𝔰 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩.
November 19, 2025 at 7:32 PM
[It's not long before they're at the edge of the forest again, and Omen is lowering his servo to the forest floor.]

𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔢𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢. 𝔊𝔢𝔱 𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔞𝔣𝔢, 𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔥𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤.
November 19, 2025 at 7:27 PM
ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔥𝔦𝔪. ℑ𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔥𝔦𝔪 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢..

[Omen shifts and tightens his grip on V again, beginning to move back towards Detroit.]
November 18, 2025 at 6:36 AM
[For a while, Omen is silent, simply enjoying the stars and the view. Then, he looks further up, to the moon and something deep inside his chassis clinks and tinks, like gears struggling to find each other's teeth.]

ℑ 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱. ℑ 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔶 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔢.
November 17, 2025 at 9:08 PM
𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔡𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔬 𝔦𝔫 𝔢𝔵𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔭𝔞𝔶𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱?
November 17, 2025 at 9:07 PM
[As Vortex suspected, Omen was already in the trees. It slinks out from between the wooded giants and lowers itself to the ground, crawling forward.]

𝔖𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢. 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔫 𝔢𝔵𝔠𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔧𝔬𝔟, 𝔫𝔬 𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰.

[The hunter turns its helm to the many barrels of rocket fuel and then back to Vortex.]
November 17, 2025 at 9:07 PM
𝔒𝔥. ℑ 𝔰𝔢𝔢. 𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔫. ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤...
November 17, 2025 at 9:04 PM
[Omen tilts his helm to look at the small human.]

𝔐𝔞𝔶𝔟𝔢. 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔢𝔤𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔢𝔴. 𝔅𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔯 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔡𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔤𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔯𝔲𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢.
November 17, 2025 at 8:09 AM
𝔓𝔢𝔯𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔰 𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡. ℑ 𝔬𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔠𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔰𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔡𝔦𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢.

[Omen's mask stays pointed at the stars; however, V can feel optics on them.]
November 16, 2025 at 9:11 PM