About Tower Curator
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The Cursed Forest wasn’t so much a forest as it was a desolate wasteland. The surrounding proper forest went by the name of Langleey Forest, even though it was further away from Langleey than a few other burgs and villages. Like normal forests, it contained all the usual foresty things. Trees, grass, brush, rolling hills, rocks, and plenty of animals and insects and other fauna. But at a certain point in Arkk’s trek, with the sun at his back, the forest thinned out. Thick, healthy trees turned scrawny…-
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Arkk drew back his bowstring, taking careful aim. He didn’t blink, he barely breathed. Even when the draw of the bow weighed on his arm, he simply clenched his teeth and stared across the field. Arkk watched and waited for the most opportune moment, intending to use every aspect of the situation to his advantage. The beast dipped its head, antlers disturbing leaves as it sniffed at a crop of berries. Animals were most skittish when eating, but they were also still. As soon as he saw the stag bite…
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Dyna blinked her eyes open, feeling drowsy, dizzy, and yet unbearably alert at the same time. She tried to sit up but a hand against her chest pressed her back down. “Woah, hold on there. Take it easy. It isn’t everyday that you wake up from elective brain surgery.” Blinking a few more times cleared the fuzziness from Dyna’s eyes and brought the world into focus. The first thing she saw was herself. Not in a mirror, but in the form of DT, easily identifiable from the size difference between…-
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Dyna looked over the longest incident report she had ever written, skimming it to check for any major errors or falsehoods while also making sure that a handful of details weren’t accidentally present. Dyna had no intentions of revealing Beatrice’s unshackled nature to the larger Carroll Institute. Neither did she intend to let them know what Id was. There were a few other items of note to be left off but those were the major ones. Removing the data drive from her terminal, Dyna stood, stretched,…
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Dyna didn’t sit still in the noosphere. The tulpa that had attacked Tartarus—and, likely, most other tulpa that Alpha sent out into the world—had some way of entering and exiting the noosphere effectively at will. She didn’t know whether or not Frankenstein had that ability but didn’t want to wait around and find out. It came as a small surprise that Dyna could move around. She had figured that any power disruption would have affected the Continuity Engine and it losing power would have…
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A bead of sweat dripped down Dyna’s forehead as she slowly slid an activated blasting cap into the plastic explosive. Prior to this, it had all been fun and games. She could jostle the C4 around as much as she wished, juggle it, and even toss it against the wall in an attempt to deform it. The shadow monster lurking around put a bit of a damper on things but at no point had she been worried about blowing herself up. Now? Dyna wanted to get this over with and get away as fast as possible. She wished…
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Dyna slammed the door shut to the control room, not sure if she should spin the wheel to lock it or not. If Specimen Seven followed her through the halls, it might delay it. If it went straight for the vents, it might delay her. Casting a quick glance upward, she quickly found a grate dangling from a single screw in the cylindrical ventilation shaft that ran overhead. The other screws looked like they had been ripped right out of their sockets. Leaving the door partially locked, Dyna hurried further…
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Knowing there was something lurking in the darkness made the tight corridors of the Psychic Detector’s underground all the more claustrophobic. Her bullets hadn’t done anything to it. Or anything obvious, anyway. That only served to make her more tense. If it did pop out of the ventilation and attack, Dyna’s only defense was to reset time and hope that changing her actions changed its actions enough that it didn’t rip her apart. This place was designed to manufacture tulpa. She couldn’t…
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The Psychic Detector looked even more imposing from the base. Craning her neck back gave Dyna a dizzying moment of vertigo before she shook the feeling off. There wasn’t time to sit around gawking. There were still tulpa around and who knew what Alpha was planning now that she had gotten out of that trap. Entering the detector superstructure felt like the kind of place that people weren’t regularly meant to traverse. The door, unlocked with her bobby pin just beyond the garage-like dock for the…
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“Activate the Continuity Engine.” As soon as the words left Alpha’s mouth, Dyna gripped her watch and turned the bezel. “—name is Marybeth King,” Alpha said. Dyna tuned her out, closing her eyes as she tried to focus. Alpha did not have a Continuity Engine. How could she? It was at Tartarus. Even if her tulpa had been inspecting the device for reverse-engineering purposes, it had only been a few hours. She might have been trying to build one. There was no way she had managed. It was…
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