About Tower Curator
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Erika spun a pencil around her thumb over and over again, switched to flipping it between her fingers, then spun it around her thumb once more. Growing irritated, she cracked her neck back and forth before snapping the pencil in two. Her watch spun just a little faster as it absorbed the ripples, but a quick pull on time dumped them right where she stood. She looked left and right down the alley, scowling. “Stalker,” she said, pressing down on the walkie-talkie. “Anything?” “Oh…-
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Glasses clinked together, cheers echoed around the fancy bar, laughter rang out, and Rick sat with his shoulders hunched and a cardboard tube clutched on his lap. He felt sick. It wasn’t the alcohol—he wasn’t drinking anything but a plain, old-fashioned Coke tonight. He usually avoided drinking in public, maybe having one single light drink, but no more. Tonight was no different, not even with everyone around him in a celebratory mood. The Adjustment stood on a table, knocking aside plates of…
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“нⷩiͥiͥ,̓ hͪiͥiͥ,̓ hͪiͥiͥ…” Jack didn’t get the chance to step forward. Leslie fired twice, lever action flashing with the speed at which he actuated it. A flash of blue hit Jack in the chest and thigh, spreading out like a paintball, only to keep spreading—cracking. Her flesh turned to ice, frozen solid, only for the effect to stop abruptly the moment it reached one of her many tattoos. “Hya!” Rick shouted, bringing down his blade. Jack hopped back, bringing up her knee.…
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The Tower hopped from rooftop to rooftop, scaled wings letting him glide between the larger gaps. His wings weren’t powerful enough to generate real lift, requiring the use of his claws to scale a larger building. He could grow them larger, but they would have to be an absurd size to actually carry him into the air. So he clawed up the side of the old, abandoned clinic, pausing only once as he thought he heard a distant cry for help. Listening, he couldn’t hear more than the din of Chicago’s night…
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Erika stood with her neck craned upwards despite staring down into the chasm. The disorienting vertigo made her wobble where she stood, even with a hand placed against the car to steady her. If she fell, she was far enough away that she wouldn’t fall over the edge of the cliff. Probably. Turning to the approaching Emperor removed the sensation that she might fall, letting her stomach settle, but seeing the Carrion Eater in full gave her another hit of vertigo. More than its sheer size—which was…
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The birds did not follow. The SUVs carried on down the new path The Emperor carved towards the mountainous terror bird, but none of the birds were interested in them anymore. They stayed clear, still dotting the red skies in the distance, back toward the bridge, but without approaching. On one hand, it meant they weren’t having to fight endless hordes off while driving. On the other, Erika wondered what they were wary of. Nya said they feared the Carrion Eater, but it hadn’t moved since…
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Erika checked her watch, mentally counting how long each second took to pass. Normally, time moved at a fairly regular pace of one second per second, but her watch accelerated after she broke things. Starting four hours behind real time, she had until the watch caught up to the current hour before the ripples of her power would propagate, thus becoming detectable to The Mummy. The tests with the cubes had gone on for an hour, breaking all five of the cubes during that time. She had also performed a few…
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The Emperor glassed four city blocks worth of the brier patch. Looking at the mountain of a bird glaring at them, Erika wasn’t sure it would be enough. It moved in a lethargic, sluggish manner, like footage captured on a slow-motion camera. Both wings rattled, shaking off more crusted remnants of rock and stone. The boulders rolled and tumbled down its feathers, cratering the ground where they landed around its feet. “Physics won’t let that thing fly, right?” “It’s a god, Rick,”…
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Erika leaned out the window of the moving SUV, squinting through the violet glitter. She could almost see that deep red sun hanging over the distant mountain. Uncountable flickers of shadow soared over the bramble patch, doing their best to blot out the sun where the glitter failed. Armed with her bat in one hand and gun—loaded with regular bullets—in the other, Erika gnawed on the corner of her lip. “You can’t reapply this misty stuff? Cast the spell again?” she asked as she tried to figure…
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“It is a parallel space. Alternate universes do not exist and dimensions are simply points upon which you can travel, regardless of whether or not you can traverse all of them.” The convoy of SUVs traveled along the bridge at a slow albeit steady pace. The Eclipse adopted a cautious approach to navigating the bridge. Erika would have preferred a little more speed despite the danger of careening off the side… Anything to get her out of this vehicle a little sooner. “That’s very…
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