Leviathan’s attack and the waves had done a huge amount of damage to the shopping center, and it seemed like the Merchants had interrupted the efforts to shore it up and rebuild.  

Oh yeah, I remember the mall’s last appearance, besides the previous chapter, being when Taylor took note of it while chasing after Leviathan.

Construction equipment had been left behind and bore the decorations of the same hooligans that had hotwired and taken them for their own use.

I’m not sure I want to know what the Merchants do with this sort of equipment.

The bulldozer closest to me had been spray painted in hues of purple, blue and red, and it had bras, children’s toys and defaced flags strung around it, among other things.

This poor bulldozer…

Clothes racks from one of the clothing stores in the mall had been tied crudely to the scoop and the jutting parts had been clubbed into rough points, as if they thought they could use the vehicle to run into people and impale them. 

Eesh. Custom assault vehicles, sort of.

Infestation 11.5

Howdy! Krixwell here, back to liveblog some more Worm!

This time, where doing it man. Where making it hapen. More specifically, we’re attending a Merchant redband arrangement.

Actually, it might be better if that didn’t hapen. But it is, and Taylor and Lisa are there for it.

So, what we know is the Merchants are planning bloodshed tonight, so the obvious question is: Whose blood? It didn’t sound like this arrangement was on short notice, and they already had a separate attack on Taylor’s territory today, so I highly doubt she or her subjects are their target. That said, I do think the targets are going to be innocent people, and Taylor will have trouble sticking to “pure recon”. This might lead to conflict with Lisa if she decides to prioritize keeping their cover or sticking to the original goal, though I don’t think that’s really like her. That’s more of a Brian thing.

So yeah, without further ado, let’s jump into it!

The intern responsible for translating the previous post has been fired, thrown into the darkness and eaten by a Norwegian grue. We here at Krixwell Liveblogs Inc. apologize for the inconvenience.

The invasion of 11.5

Hey! Krixwell here, because the rotation in the Blog a little more! 

This Time that man’s strength. Where this is happening. More specifically, we have to go to the Agreement of the Seller redband. 

Indeed, it could be better, if this is not the Case. But it is, and Taylor and Lisa for him. 

So we know Trading plan bloodshed today, so there is, of course, the Question is: whose Blood is that? Doesn’t sound like this Event in the short term, and You already had a special Attack against the territory of Taylor today, I doubt very much that You or Your Subject is Your Goal. That being said, I think that Target innocent People, and Taylor is difficult to maintain the “pure Intellect”. This can create Conflicts with Lisa, if You want to give Priority to Their Hats to keep, or Follow the original Purpose, but I don’t think that we really like. More Than That Brian. 

So, without further ADO, let’s jump!

You put the coil bitch, the apartment, the surroundings, the don’t want people dressed in the Form of buildings, anyone in their right mind, I would like to enter (Enter). Grue and place of the cave were masked phenomenon and install hidden in different places. Registry Mechanic, there is a place, on the contrary, was with normal eyesight, and he was also one of the largest in the busy areas, I have met in the last few days.

I’ve been messing around with bad translation today and yesterday…

End of Infestation 11.4

That was a very interesting chapter. We got to see Tattletale’s hideout, which was rather… different than the Hive, we met their less-than-perfect escorts to the Merchant meeting (the country of Senegal does not deserve this blight upon its name), and we finally got an answer – probably a correct one – to what determines when the overdrive happens, if not explicitly what makes it happen in the first place.

I enjoyed it, though I do wish we’d gotten more private time between Taylor and Lisa. Maybe we’ll get some of that after the meeting.

Anyway, next chapter, it’s time to find out what a redband Merchant arrangement is like. It probably ain’t good. It’s entirely possible that Taylor will find it necessary to step in with her bugs, even though she’s out of costume and at risk of being figured out by one or more of the escorts.

Hell, maybe the Merchants intend to make a larger-scale attack on the construction sites, or something else that could harm Danny. That would be a neat way to motivate Taylor and tie everything together with his appearance in 11.1.

See you next time!

I realized where we were going well before we got there.  Even hearing the music and knowing who the Merchants were, I was still shocked to see it.

That bad, huh?

Music… The mall? A church?

A concert venue?

Weymouth shopping center, the mall I’d gone to all my life, was now a rallying point for Merchants.  

Eyy, got it in one!

Hundreds of them, it looked like, all gathered together for one grand, debauched festival.

I’d joke about the Dark Carnival, but juggalos get enough shit already without me associating them with these fuckers.

Half of the Merchants I could see wore a fresh band around their wrists, or hanging from their clothing, like badges of honor.

Probably got them at the entrance, I’m guessing.

Lisa had noticed it too.  “Yellow bands were for a test of courage, black for near death experience.  The red ones they’re handing out at the door?”

“Blood?” I guessed.

“Bloodshed, yeah.  Something ugly’s going to happen tonight.”

Welp.

That’s… kind of expected, to be honest, but still. Welp.

“You said you saw evidence of it in your own powers?  Can I ask?”

Lisa looked back over her shoulder, as if checking nobody was following us.  She sighed.

“I don’t want to press,” I hurried to tell her.

“Another time?” she asked.  “I don’t want to get into a bad headspace just before we do this thing, tonight.”

So close to getting more hints about her trigger event…

“That’s fine,” I answered her.  “Really, you don’t have to say.”

“I said no more secrets, didn’t I?  Just give me time to figure out how to explain.”

Yeah, that’s fair.

“Of course.”

She gave me a one-armed hug.

Aw 🙂

I wasn’t sure I liked the implications of that.  “Then what’s the good news?”

“It’s kind of like a defense mechanism.  The worse a situation gets, the stronger you’ll get.  It’s probably happened before, to small degrees, but you haven’t noticed it.”

Yeah, sounds about right.

Good to know there was a sort of logic to this. I mean, I always assumed there was, but it’s good to know it’s not random and just conveniently happened to take effect during Leviathan’s attack. Instead, it was the sheer hopelessness of the situation that made Taylor stronger.

I wonder what the upper limits on this are. What would Taylor’s range be in a moment of utter crushing despair?