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Sham /
Shielder / Eric Pelham

Oh, never mind. It’s just too long for one side.

Smackdown / Jennie Ryan
Snowflake / Charlotte Tom
Strider / Craig McNish
Uglymug /
Velocity / Robin Swoyer
Vitiator /
WCM /
Zigzag / Bennie Debold and Geoff Schearn

But they did catch themselves.

Also, interesting that Zigzag is given as two people. Were they a duo and the people in charge of this decided that since both of them died, they might as well just put the duo’s name rather than their individual ones? Or did they maybe not have individual cape names in the first place?

It was shorter than the other lists, the last list of names, so there was space at the bottom.  Someone had used the empty space to etch words into the marble.

This could go different ways, primarily along the axis of respectfulness.

Also, I only now looked back and noted Taylor walking around the monument with each portion of the list. The division makes more sense now.

It was crude work, with scuff marks around each notch where the tool had been off target.  The letters were all in capital letters, all straight lines – the ‘o’s were squares, the ‘B’s two triangles joined at one corner.

…

Yeah, either Wildbow’s pulling a bait-and-switch or it’s pretty clear where this falls on the respectfulness axis.

KOOROW   BULLIT

Bait-and-switch it is, whether intentional or not. 😛

MILK                   STUMPY
BROOTUS  JOODUS
AXIL         GINGIR

Curious names, these. Civilians with nicknames, I guess— wait shit

RACHEL

oh no poor sad doggo 😥

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Anon said: Man, can you imagine what would have happened if Taylor had actually accepted Armsmaster’s offer to join the Wards back in Arc 1? “Hi Taylor, welcome to the team. This is your new teammate Sophia.” Taylor: “… WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?!?!?”

Ahaha, yeah! I can’t help but imagine Taylor walking in the door to the Ward HQ, seeing Sophia, and turning right around on the spot with “NOPE” written all over her face. 😛

I’m sure there have been written some really good fanfics about this.

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Anon said: Actually Kaiser not actually buying the ideology is NOT fanon, there is a WoG on it. And it’s certainly not used as an excuse to say “Oh Kaiser isn’t that bad”, just the opposite. Kaiser is so bad he has no qualms against using the racist ideology in order to manipulate people for his […]

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Anon said: AUGH SO MANY SPOILERS ALL I WANTED WAS SOMEONE TO READ WORM AS INNOCENTLY AS I DID sharedvi said: You should probably change your Discord username to Krix “Hide your Worm spoilers” Well at this point Anon said: krix do we have to make a human motorcade around you wherever you go holding signs […]

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clickntreat: shyfox: lifewithboris: While it may be easier to believe sensationalized, false “facts” about bully breeds that they attack unprovoked, most dogs do not. Dogs give very clear indications of their moods  when they are encountering strangers or new situations. LEARN THE BODY LANGUAGE. YES. This essential for everyone who spends any time near dogs at any point […]

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A stab of pain from my arm reminded me I was hurt.  Fuck, it hurt a lot.  It throbbed, and each throb seemed to be worse than the last.  I felt shaky as I used my good arm to stand.

Leviathan didn’t make noise.  I kept expecting a roar, or hiss, or something, but Leviathan was dead silent.  I somehow imagined a victorious howl as he broke through the barrier, crouched, and lunged into the crowd.

Ah, yeah… I guess that’s what happens when he doesn’t have a mouth.

He stopped, and I thought he was using his afterimage, halting so it could rush forward, but even the watery echo stopped a second after it appeared, only the very edges of it continuing forward to crash violently against the sides of the alley.

Huh.

For several long heartbeats, it was nearly quiet, but for the sound of rain, people’s noises of pain, mine included, and the sound of one of Kaiser’s iron columns ripping free of the wall and falling atop a pile of blades.

So, uh. You good there, Leviathan?

How’s your day?

Want some, uh, tea?

It took me a second to realize what had happened.  Leviathan hung frozen mid-pounce, and his emerging afterimage similarly stood there, frozen in time.

Oh shit, did he forget about the time bubble? Or does someone in the crowd have a time– CLOCKBLOCKER

Clockblocker, you beautiful bastard! Good job!

In the midst of the afterimage was Clockblocker, half-immersed in water.

…well, that’s probably not the best place to be once the effect of this wears off. I think this might count as a heroic sacrifice.

Just, one with a delay.

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The armband was still rattling off the casualties from the wave.  As Tattletale coughed, tried to clear her mouth enough to breathe, Leviathan lashed out with the one claw that wasn’t planted against the walls of the building, easily striking two heroes down.  

How many capes were there even to begin with?

From the damage done, it was painfully obvious that they weren’t invincible or anywhere close to it.  A third person gravely injured by the crushing flow of water that followed in the wake of his claw, momentum and a lack of attachment to Leviathan’s own body letting it extend well beyond his reach.

Ouch.

Some cape wearing armor studded with stone imagery retaliated, some sort of power that let him generate matter, like chunks of rock or metal pouring out in a stream, spraying into Leviathan’s face, making the creature pull back.

WE

WILL

WE

WILL

ROCK YOU

(ROCK YOU)

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Whatever advantage Alexandria had gained, it didn’t last long.  Leviathan’s tail snaked up and around the heroine’s neck, catching her.  He whipped her into the ground, beside him, up into a wall, then back down.  This time, he held her beneath the water, using one claw to help pin her.

Aaand there they go. I’m not sure Alexandria will make it out of this alive.

Honestly, though, if Alexandria is going to die, I think I’d like to see Skitter’s reaction to that, having idolized the woman.

Dragon, racing forward through the air with an earsplitting roar, launched the full complement of missiles she had on her suit.  Before the munitions even struck Leviathan, Dragon was shedding the jet engine atop her, the missile launchers, and other extraneous devices, much as a space shuttle cast off pieces of itself as it launched.

BLAST OFF

The suit collided with Leviathan a half second after the missiles exploded against his torso and shoulders, and steel claws gripped his limbs.

Nice work.