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Obsidian - Layer 25 Tuesday, July 18, 2076 – 06:24 hours Morgan “I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU FUCKING CUNTS!” I felt the darts impact with my flesh, injecting me with whatever shit the bastards at the Lab had cooked up to tranquilize me with, but didn’t care. Fuck them all. Fuck every last one of them. They couldn’t stop me. I ripped the darts out of my shoulder, my thigh. Did they honestly think this shit would slow me down? Were they that ignorant of their own creation? I laughed, watching the empty darts clatter to the floor and wiping the side of my mouth of blood. What’s t

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Obsidian - Layer 24 Wednesday, May 24, 2076 – 20:01 hours “Happy Birthday, Morgan.” Dahlia reached out and brushed unruly auburn bangs away from the heart-shaped face which lay in what seemed like permanent repose. The only indication that the body in the bed still lived was the constant gentle beeping of the electrocardiogram hooked up nearby. “Well, you made it: you’re nineteen now, kiddo.” She laughed softly under her breath. “Funny, you still don’t look any older. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were still sixteen.” She smirked to herself, knowing how much that statem

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Obsidian - Layer 23 Tuesday, May 16, 2076 – 03:21 hours Dahlia would have waited in Depot 2 for the transport to arrive but common sense won out over her emotions. It would not have been prudent for her to be seen pacing back and forth in the depot waiting for Operation Hailstone to return to Headquarters. It was bad enough that her distress over Morgan’s plight was public knowledge, she didn’t need to look like a hysterical wreck by acting like a lonely puppy waiting for Hina. Besides, after three weeks of being separated without any contact Dahlia couldn’t guarantee what she would or wo

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Obsidian - Layer 22 Friday, April 28, 2076 – 16:07 hours Edward “Life is, if nothing else, terribly ironic,” I remarked quietly as Seven and I looked upon the figure laid out in Headquarters’ ICU. Seven arched an eyebrow at me and sighed, “That was in poor taste, Edward, but I am inclined to agree with you.” Stretched out in the bed before us was the goliath formerly known as Jacob, now a mere husk kept alive by the collection of machines which surrounded him. His face was unrecognizable, marred by injury and surgery – a swollen mass of discolored flesh that once displayed personality and now resembled

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Obsidian - Layer 21

Obsidian - Layer 21 Thursday, April 27, 2076 – 11:18 hours They had arrived at precisely 10:00 AM, knocking on the doors to Dahlia, Seven, Edward, and Caroline’s quarters, rousing the Majors despite their post-mission exhaustion sleep and escorting them to the administrative level of Headquarters. Something had gone wrong with Operation Obsidian and St. Bastard wanted answers. And so the four remaining members of the mission team were rounded up and delivered to separate conference rooms for what could only be described as friendly interrogation. The official inquiry into the events of Operation Obsidian had been initiated. Ea

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Obsidian - Layer 20

Obsidian - Layer 20 Thursday, April 27, 2076 – 04:20 hours Morgan It came like the Grim Reaper’s scythe. I could see it arcing in the corner of my eye, a flash of jagged steel sent flying from the explosion. The fucking thing was an instant death sentence…and for some fucking reason I stepped right in front of it. At first I thought I was dead, but then I realized death probably wouldn’t hurt so fucking much. I looked up and saw smoke and the tell-tale light patterns of a nearby fire. What the fuck, Caroline? You stupid cunt, you fucked it up, you’ve killed us all. Chaos. Death. Blood. Destruction. Murde

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Obsidian - Layer 19 Thursday, April 27, 2076 – 03:36 hours Seven The situation was grim, to say the least. Morgan’s pale figure lay motionless, crimson-soaked. A death rattle accompanied every breath. His lips had taken on an alarming shade of periwinkle. The bleeding was finally tapering off but not due to clotting; he was running out of pints of blood. The human body contains about five liters and by my estimate Morgan had already lost half of that, if not more. The wound was awful, it wouldn’t stop bleeding. I chose not to look at it but every so often my hand would find it and even I – no stranger to such hor

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Obsidian - Layer 18 Thursday, April 27, 2076 – 03:26 hours Edward Dahlia had been serious when she said that she could get us back to Headquarters faster than Seven could. She gunned the engine like a demonically possessed racecar driver and went flying around corners with the speedometer clocking no less than 78 mph the whole time. “Thank God for the lack of traffic,” I muttered as I checked my seatbelt one more time and gripped the handle above my window. “I shudder to think what this trip would be like were it any other time of day when there are actually other cars on the road.” “You let me worry about

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Obsidian - Layer 17 Thursday, April 27, 2076 – 03:13 hours The first thing that Seven became aware of as he first opened his eyes was the sharp smell of freshly detonated explosives. His ears were ringing. He blinked, ignoring the dull ache where the back of his head hit the floor. Possible concussion? Seven made a mental note of it and moved on through his checklist of personal diagnostics. Damaged ear drums? No, there was no blood in his ear canal so he should be fine. From what Seven could tell all his extremities were still intact and functioning – so far, so good. The world was a blur and the noises surrounding him we

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Obsidian - Layer 16 Thursday, April 27, 2076 – 01:00 hours Dahlia raised her hand, counted to three, and then pointed with two fingers. That was the signal. Morgan bolted, sprinting at full speed across the street to the chain link fence. When he was halfway there he began turning what could only be described as more sinister versions of a cartwheel. Thrice he did this until the fourth and final time when his entire body became a coiled spring and he leaped up into the air. Morgan crossed his arms over his chest and stuck his legs out straight as he twisted his whole body in a remarkable

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Noli me Tangere - Prologue

Noli me Tangere - Prologue Narrative March 8th, 2081 Third Person POV ~ Fifth and North's craggy pavement lay at the mercy of yet another gloomy late winter ice storm, huddled below the city's weight black and cold, pelted with the beads of an unforgiving sky. Less than glamorous was Nowhere's red light district, especially at this time of year when the roads were barren of traffic and even the most hard up prostitutes and transvestites preferred the shelter of their wasted, slum housings to the chill of the night. Three-thirty in the morning and neon lights dimmed under the gloom of the ides of March, pulling in less than the usual am

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Current Residence: Purdy's, NY
Favourite genre of music: various incarnations of rock and alternative, plus film scores
Operating System: My subjects are generally under anesthesia when I begin to operate...oh, that's not what you me
MP3 player of choice: CDs, baby
Shell of choice: scallop
Favourite cartoon character: I have a thing for Uchihas and Ishidas...
Personal Quote: ...but that's not the point. The point is...

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M.C. Escher, Salvador Dali, and Kilderok

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Reservoir Dogs, The Lord of the Rings Trilogy, the Star Wars saga, Princess Mononoke, and Spinal Tap

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The Beatles, Tori Amos, Coldplay, Oasis, NIN, The Dresden Dolls, Garbage, Snow Patrol, Fall Out Boy

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Neil Gaiman, Kurt Vonnegut, Terry Pratchett, Hunter S. Thompson

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The Sims 2 for PC, Morrowind, Fable, and Halo 2 for X-Box

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X-Box or PC

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Feb 17, 2008

IT IS DONE

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The Project Arcana saga, "Obsidian," has finally been completed and all 25 chapters are now posted to my DA account.  They can be located in their own folder in my gallery. Now, to repeat the process with "Lunatic - A Love Story."

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Jan 24, 2008

Project Arcana Updates

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I don't update nearly enough.  I should be ashamed of myself for this. But new chapters of "Obsidian" have been posted as well as the next installment of "Noli me Tangere." We're getting there.  It's just taking a bit of time, that's all.

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Jan 3, 2008

Not Dead Yet...really...

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Right, so, I've been sick.  Sick and bogged down with holiday bullshit.  So I apologize for my absence and lack of activity in regards to Project Arcana. But it's a new year and I'm feeling a little better so I expect to be around a lot more.

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voyavoda

Nov 9, 2008

Arcana is awesome .me and my team of A.I.s are going to reverse engineer that genius brain of yours.

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Feb 15, 2008

Happy valentines day!

Thanks for the favs!

You totally deserve them.

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Jan 5, 2008

Thanks for the 2

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Dec 30, 2007

Ahem, I need to thank you for the consideration of adding me to the Project for writing for this Kite character! I would love to, you just tell me when and what I need to do.