Fan-Fiction Contest: Furious Squirrel Part 3

"You know who's behind this?" Furious asked.



"I have a good idea. Back, a few years ago, before I was seriously working with BADGE, I had this whole thing where I tried to partner with a scientist to create new methods of candy making. He turned out to be a quack with delusions of using my powers to make his schemes come true. He wanted to ultimately take over Easter and use the magic of the season to create his own world order."

"Who is this nutjob and why hasn't BADGE put him in Purgatory Penitentiary?"

Dr. Torrance Egelbert, who calls himself Dr. Eggzecutioner...ugh, what a dork. That jerk stole some of my best recipes for special chocolates. He even got me to help him design some new stuff. You know, I had to patent everything so quickly so he didn't nab it all. What a dork. I already said that, I know."

"What on earth did you two design that would create zombie marshmallows?"

EB smiled with a coy grin, "Well... he had this great idea to make parade props. You know big walking marshmallow bunnies and eggs for all the Easter Parades. And, best yet, afterward, everyone c an eat them."

"Have you ever watched Ghostbusters?" Furious asked.

EB said, "Okay, he sold me the idea at the time, but it was just a ploy so he could use confectionery magic to create an army. And, looks like he succeeded."

"Why hasn't BADGE already picked him up if he's so dangerous?"

EB said, "Truth is, all the tech he got from me uses magic to fuel it. He has to have my magic to make it work. Otherwise, he has nothingburgers sitting in his garage." "And now he probably has five dozen pure power eggs filled with your special magic and morphons to boot."

"Yeah, so, we gotta get him before this gets really sticky." EB clapped his paws and another easter basket appeared.

Furious asked, "What's that for?"

"This one's special. The other basket just makes the eggs appear to you, this one will draw them to you. This was my first design, but I wanted everyone to have a fair chance and now let someone just suck them all up quickly. But, in this case, you get to use this bad boy." He handed Furious the basket.

Looking at the brightly colored basket, Furious wondered about what everyone would say about a super weapon that looks this frilly. "Whatever, lets get this over with."

"Great." EB clapped his paws again and they both vanished away.

EB zipped back and forth around trees and bushes while Furious took a more directly approach walking through the park. A basket over his arm and his raygun ready, Furious Squirrel watched for any signs of enemy movements. EB held a colorful tiny gun that had an egg shaped grip, it looked more like a squirt gun than a real weapon, but Furious has come to trust not to pre-judge what EB can do.

It was the middle of the day, so it wasn't easy for them to sneak around. However, the park was empty with the police keeping civilians away for now.

"I don't see anything?" Furious looked around with his techno-goggles that scanned for movement and heat.

EB twitched his tall ears. "Nothing. Odd." He hopped out into the open from behind the bush where he had been sneaking. "Maybe we're wrong... or he's already moved."

"Or..." You began to postulate something else when something through the bushes and EB was trapped in a net that wrapped him up and held him down.

"HEY, What the.. this isn't fair." He wiggled around and the flashed like he was going to zap away, but only reappeared in the net. "What the... not fair, not fair." A cord attached to the net went taut and he was dragged away quickly. 'HEEEEEEELP!"

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Fan-Fiction Contest: Furious Squirrel Part 2

Furious Squirrel appeared on the streets of Neo Utopia, a little rattled by the quick trans-port back. He was near the same police car where they were waiting on him.



"Oh, Furious Squirrel. Where'd you go?" The officer jumped when he saw the hero appear.

"Just talking to a friend."

"Glad you're back. We need an identification from you for this case, you didn't send us your usual pictures."

Furious filled out the report for the police. Handing the pen back to the officer, Furious asked, "Hey, you have any strange reports about... eggs?" He didn't know how to ask this.

"Eggs?" The officer frowned.

Furious said, "Never mind, I..."

"No, wait, there's something. Not sure if it has anything to do with eggs, exactly, but we have had some strange reports of a loud clucking sound near Dynasty Park."

"Clucking?" Furious asked.

"Yeah, loud, deep clucking. Everyone says it sounds like a chicken. Might be related to your egg problem."

Furious tipped his top hat to the officer, "Thank you, I'll check it out."

It was the dead of night when Furious first smelled the odd scent of cooked marshmallows near Dynasty Park in the heart of Neo Utopia. His jet pack kept him aloft as he buzzed over the park, looking for evidence of the missing eggs.

"Wait? What is that?" Furious noticed the bright white shape of an egg near the ground, but it was far too big to be what he was looking for.

Furious landed in the park near a batch of lights along a walking trail. In the dark, behind a bush, rested what looked like a large white egg.

"What on earth?" Furious though he saw it move. He walked toward it, slowly pulling out his electro pistol.

Suddenly, two eyes opened on the egg and an angry mouth snarled. It turned and rose up. The egg was merely the head of some kind of creature. It had perfectly white skin wrapped in military garb.

"Go away!" It stated as it pulled out a strange looking weapon.

Furious fired his pistol at it, but it dodged out of the way and then ran. Running after this egg monster, Furious was certain this had something to do with the missing eggs. He ran around a tree and the egg creature was gone.

"That was random." Furious commented and then tapped his comm unit. "BADGE, I have a situation."

Nova answered, "What is it this time, Furious?"

"Well, kinda hard to explain. But, I just chased an egg headed monster in Dynasty Park. It vanished and... I don't have anything else to add."

"Have you been drinking?"

"Not since lunch. I know it sounds nuts, but EB said that no blank eggs have been coming out of Neo Utopia, the police said the heard some random loud clucking around this park and I just encountered what looks like an egg soldier who ran away and vanished. And... admittedly, that all sounds like I have been hitting the vodka again."

"Sure does. We aren't showing any morphon spikes in your area or other reports. If you find anything solid to report, get back to us." The comm shut off.

Furious said, "I get tipsy that one time and report purple elephants on mainstreet and suddenly I'm just crazy."

Furious Squirrel spent the better part of the night and early morning hours searching the park for any other evidence of egg soldiers or eggs. Nothing.

"Maybe I am nuts." He said as he rested on a park bench, ready to collapse from exhaustion.

The sun was just showing through the trees and early morning joggers had been rushing by him. He wanted a bed or a strong cup of coffee. Several people took note of the steampunk man resting on a bench, a few even recognized one of their town superheroes.

It wasn't a cup of coffee that got him to wake up quickly, but the blood curdling screams from people in the park. Furious looked up to see several of the joggers who had just run by him now coming back in a mad dash as what looked like giant puffy yellow bunnies running after them. These were cute bunnies or people in costumes, but what appeared to be marshmallow bunnies with odd melted holes that seeped red ooze.

"Oh, Nova is NOT going to believe this." Furious charged up his gun and raced toward the two bunnies chasing park goers.

The shambling creatures staggered and stumbled like zombies as they attacked people. One knocked down a woman protecting her child and started gnawing on the womans arm. Furious shot a clean blast and took off the monsters head. The head splatted against the ground and the body began to melt.

"It is marshmallow." Furious commented. He turned to find the other one, but it found him first. The monster rushed at him, its mouth open and dripping red. As it got closer, her could tell the red wasn't blood, it was raspberry raspberry jam. It swung and missed and Furious rammed his raygun into the things gut and fired. A melted hole replaced its body and it flew back and smashed against a tree, blobs of marshmallow and jam littering the ground.

"This is insane." Furious stated just as something bit his leg.

The head of the first one was still trying to attack him. He kicked it away and then melted it with a direct shot.

"You should have quit while you were a head.... HA!"

The screeching sirens of the police arrived and several officers came running up to him. "Furious Squirrel, we got reports of attackers in the park."

Furious looked around to be certain the enemies were gone and then put his gun away. "There were two marshmallow bunnies attacking people."

"Marshmallow bunnies?" The officer frowned.

"They were like zombies."

The officer paused and looked at one of his fellow cops, then back at Furious. "Zombie marshmallow bunnies. Uh, sorry to ask this, but are you feeling okay?"

"I'm fine. But, I might have a hard time selling this story to BADGE. Do me a favor and clear the park and put some officers on the outside for now. I think I know who I can talk to that might help."

The officer said, "You've never steered us wrong, Furious. We'll keep this place secure."

"If you see any more bunnies or egg soldiers, don't hesitate to shoot. They are dangerous."

The officer looked a little worried about Furious, but said, "Will do."

"I'll be back. EB! BEAM ME UP!"

This drew further confusion from the cop, which was only compounded when flower petals appeared and he Furious was suddenly zapped away in a flash.

Furious Squirrel stood still as he waited for what was going to happen in less than five seconds. Right on cue, here comes EB racing up to him.

"FURIOUS!" EB plowed into Furious and was hugging his leg.

Furious casually said, "You know, this looks kinda bad the way you hug my leg."

EB jumped off. "Ew, that's gross. I never took you for that kinda dirty mind."

"Sorry. You're the one hugging legs."

"Did you call for me to transport you just to make fun of me?" EB asked.

Furious said, "Nope. I have found some stuff and I want to know if you have any idea who might be behind this."

"Great, whatcha got?"

Furious explained in detail what has transpired with the egg soldier, the zombie peeps, and the park.

EB hopped around as he contemplated all this. He paused and then slowly put his paw on his face. "Oh, don't tell me. Yup, it has to be that nutter. Seriously, with this guy."

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Fan-Fiction Contest: Furious Squirrel Part 1

Furious Squirrel rushed down a street and skidded around a corner, slid into a wall, bounced off, and continued running.



"Stop you!" He ran after a man who had stolen a woman's purse.

The man wasn't looking as he ran around another corner and bounced off a gate strung between two buildings.

Furious found him and blasted him with his ray gun. He had it set to stun and it produced a wider beam that neutralized the villain.

Panting from exhaustion, Furious leaned over the idiot and grabbed the purse. "That's what you get for messing with me. Sheesh, that was a lot of running." He scanned the man with his BADGE comm unit and sent off an arrest order for the local police.

"What the?" He noticed a shiny white egg on the ground near the man. Picking it up, he realized what this was. "Oh, no. Not again."

Flower petals rained down around him, and he had just begun to yell, "No!" When he was transported away.

"No!" He finished his yell when he found himself standing in a colorful wonderland of Easter decor. A white bunny rushed over to him and bounced around him in a continuous circle.

"Oh, hello Furious, been a while. This is so exciting. You found your fist egg. Great, awesomesauce, and all that."

Furious held out the egg, "Here. I have to get this..."

EB snatched the egg and said, "Good. We're gonna need loads of these. Hey, I didn't know you were into Chanel handbags. I mean, you don't strike me as the type. But, hey, each to his or her own."

"This bag is not mine!" Furious was furious.

"This belongs to a lady who needs it back pron-to. It has her meds in it."

"Oh, oopsie. So, here's a new basket, and you just keep finding eggs."

Furious was handed a frilly basket and be-fore he could protest, he was zapped back to Neo Utopia.

"EB!" He growled and then got his bearings and ran back to the woman on the park bench who needed her bag back.

Furious had the brilliant idea to find as many eggs as he could before the end of the season this time. Now that he was aware it was the Easter Town time of year, why not enjoy it. Besides, even though EB can be a bit of a spaz, he is nice and makes great chocolate.

Flying down on his steampunk jet pack, Furious landed right near a man holding up a woman at a gas station at midnight. He gave off a good blast from his stun gun and the man went down. He saved the woman, marked the man for police pick-up, and then searched for eggs. There were no eggs.

"Is this thing not working?" He shook the basket around that he was force to carry to make the eggs appear.

"Mr. Squirrel, is something wrong?" The po-lice, who had arrived while he was searching, asked.

"Oh, just trying to find eggs." Furious said and then walked away while the police and woman, and culprit, all wondered about his sanity.

"EB!" Furious called out.

Flower petals and boom, he was back at the Easter Town, which always seemed to be sun-ny. EB bounced around little cute animals who were gathering the found eggs and preparing tables. He zipped over to Furious and smiled.

"You called?"

Furious held up the basket. "This things bro-ken."

EB jumped up, grabbed the basket, and then looked it over almost like he were examining a car engine. "It looks fine. Whats the problem?" "I haven't found any eggs? Just that first one. I thought about bringing some eggs from the store. I got a costco account, I can get you loads of eggs at a great price."

"No no no no. These eggs aren't just eggs, they are magical, morphonical eggs of my own power. They are made by the happy dreams and sweet smiles of children throughout the year, going unseen until the basket is present and a hero does a good deed. You do any good deeds?"

Furious said, "I've stopped five muggers, a bank robber, and pulled a woman out of a burning car. Do those count?"

EB nodded, "Sure do. You look for the eggs afterward?"

"Every time. I look like an idiot scouring the ground for eggs while people are being processed by police or EMTs."

"Odd." EB rushed away and then came back with what looked like a kids computer tablet, it was egg shaped and colorful with a small screen on it. He flicked through menus with a furry paw. "Would you look at that. No eggs from New Utopia since that first one you brought. What is the deal with that?"

Furious Squirrel looked down at the digital map of the city, which showed one white dot in the alley area where he found that first one.

"Are they not there?"

EB said, "Oh, they are everywhere. They materialize when heroes use their morphons for good deeds..."

"Okay, that's the sugar coated version. Do they only show up where heroes work, or can other people see them?"

EB hopped around stroking his chin, "Well, they are concentration of morphonic particles at an epicenter of hyper morphon activity caused by stress to the sub-space morphon barrier in the epizones of the fourth dimension of theoretical space. I used my own morphonic abilities to cause them form the eggs so they can create fractures in the morphonic continuum while retaining an ovoid shape to contain the power without contaminating it with any errant nanoparticles."

Furious blinked a few times and then said, "Uh.... what?"

EB stopped and responded, "What I am say-ing is that they are there, and visible due to a process I created. But, if someone had morphonic abilities, they might be able to see them through other methods. Since these eggs are pure forms of morphons, they could be attrac-tive to bad guys. Egg shaped things are really cool, as you know, so people always want to find them."

"Could they use them for nefarious deeds?" Furious asked.

"I suppose. It'd be like a battery. It's like a battery, but in a raygun, it can be dangerous, in an electric toothbrush, it's oral hygiene."

"So, someone might have been collecting them and I need to find out if they are good or bad?"

"Sounds like a plan."

Furious asked, "Any idea where I should start?"

"Nope. Good luck." EB clapped his paws together and Furious zapped away.

(To be continued...)

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Fan-Fiction Contest: PAINKILLER SDMF

They called it a terrible accident. But it was much more than that. The day the sky rained fire and the Pain family home was reduced to a crater. Steven Pain was only ten years old when he crawled from the burning wreckage, the last surviving member of his family. He didn't just lose his parents that night; he lost his humanity.

To save his shattered body. The surgeons fused his biology with Area 51 tech. Now he is a living contradiction. Half man and half ma-chine. A walking engine of retribution.

The Biology of a Monster Though Steven looks human enough to walk the streets of the crowded city. His skin makes him look human. Buy deep within him, his DNA has been spliced with Xenomorph DNA. predatory and adaptive. His powers are now regulated by Power Morphons. Micro reactors embedded in his joints that act as a bridge be-tween his organic body and his mechanical chassis.

When Steven engages his morphons. He be-comes a blur of chrome and shadow. He moves faster than a bullet. To the point. the world nearly stops.

The Fire Within Steven is not a hero driven by noble deeds. He is driven by rage and pain. A man who car-ries the memory of his family's firey end. This fury is the fuel for his Morphons. The angrier he gets, the more the Xenomorph takes over. Hardening his skin into a bio-mechanical armor that can withstand tank shells.

A New Legacy

For years, Steven was a lone wolf, a vengeful ghost hunting those who orchestrated the death of his family. But the void left by his fam-ily couldn't be filled by blood alone.

He eventually found a group known as "AREA 51". A group of fellow outcasts and misfits. With extraordinary powers. He realized he didn't have to carry the anger by himself.

The Team: They are not just his allies. They are his lifeline.

The Mission: Protecting the world from the same shadows that claimed his family

The Vow: "My family died in the fire, but my teammates are my family now."

When the sirens wail Steven Pain doesn't hesitate. He taps into his Morphon powers. To strike with the force of a falling star. To his Area 51 family. He is the shield. To his enemies, he is known as PAINKILLER SDMF painkiller ID11282

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Fan-Fiction contest: ZOMBIE EX-Girlfriend

ID: 10824 April contest, discovery/origin of powers



Your Zombie Ex-Girlfriend. Now there's a story without a clear ending... or even much of a clear beginning either. What follows is a summary of my thoughts after reviewing all known collected data since the creature first appeared. I'm sure there is still more to uncover.

Zombie is also known by the name Jade. Apparently it's a name that was assigned to her during her time in The Asylum and quite assuredly, it is not her true birth name. THE ASYLUM is the experimental bio-sciences wing of the group known as Area 51. Not a lot of detailed or even reliable data gets out of that organization, but from what we can tell it is primarily a benevolent group dedicated to furthering the future of mankind via the development and propagation of the Morphon affected super human. It is rumored that they utilize what could be best described as "fringe science" techniques and they're not afraid to actually test their research devices and enhancement discoveries on live humans. This is tech that even Dr. F would balk to make a buck from distributing in a dark alley. In retrospect, it looks like Jade was likely one of the earliest known victims of the Z-Virus... one of "The Infected." She was found about 6 months ago in her emergent Zombie form, wildly rampaging though the city streets, destroying everything and anyone she came upon without mercy. I can say, after reviewing the surveillance footage from the street level cameras, it appeared that Zombie was searching for something or maybe even someone that she believed was hiding nearby. It was... horrible and a scene of pure terror that even the most realistic of horror films fail to capture. We have obtained footage that shows Zombie pausing to eat select... ah, portions of her first few victims all over and done for 'em. She was so god-damned fast. It looked like a dark day for the city until one of the supers, code named Misty Monsoon, showed up with some of her team and took Zombie down with a massive concussive wind blast and subsequently kept her in a vacuum stasis field for transport back to Area 51. I wish the surveillance footage was of a bit better quality. It's just conjecture at this point, but I'd go so far as to say that Zombie might have actually recognized Monsoon and intentionally calmed down... even let herself be captured at that point. All I can say is, if that 51 agent had not showed up so quickly, this would have been an Alpha Level event with widespread deaths across the city. I know they treated her with something during her time in the Asylum. Some otherworldly concoction blended from their own secretly developed tech and weapons acquired from the defeat of multiple off-world visitors and invaders. A se-ries of injections was administered. Was it nanotech Implants? Or did it go beyond into the realm of mind control? Nobody knows the actual instruments of 51's success, but I'd bet it's a bit of everything available. All I know is they got this monster under control and brought her slightly closer to something definable as human. Three months after her capture, Jade is no longer a raging, murdering monster and appears almost... let's call it "tolerant" of other humans. In my opinion she hovers dangerously somewhere between the living and the most assuredly undead. She has been observed with the ability to quickly heal from injuries, even massive ones, but strangely she also sports bloody cuts and scars all over her body that do not seem to ever fully heal. Whatever treatment 51 gave to her, it also restored a portion of her sanity and her ability to form speech again. There are few that can say they are able to spend more than a few minutes with her, describing it as like entering the Lion's cage. You don't turn your back and there is always that uncomfortable feeling when she looks at you, she just might be looking for her next meal. She's insanely strong and fast as hell. She heals and her body regenerates itself and yet she may not actually still be alive. If she could fly and didn't scare little kids...and most other living things, then she could damn well be Superman's little sister. As a result of the Area 51 treatments, we know that Jade helped defend the city during the recent Infected outbreak. She fought side by side with the humans and other groups of supers, defending them all and destroying more than 500 of the infected onslaught. Only a few knew they were fighting with Zombie Ex. Area 51 provided her with a holofield generator that gave her the appearance of a human. If she didn't have this cover, she would have been the focus of attacks from both sides of the Infected battle. Seems as though the holo-generator was destroyed near the end of the Infected war, but I've also heard rumors that Jade ripped the device off and destroyed it herself. Jade's new-found clarity of mind has also revealed a small portion of her past. Surveillance has picked up that she truly believes that she was in a relationship with one of the other supers prior to her infection. I'm not sure of the validity of that belief as it seems that nobody is sure which super she was involved with, not even Jade herself. The relationship ended badly she says and speaking of the memory of her feelings brings her to a rage. This breakup went badly and there is the assumption that Jade's infection with the Z-Virus may have been someone's attempt to keep her quiet... for the long term. The idea that there is a super powered being out there that would literally terminate an old girlfriend in this way is even more disturbing than what Jade actually went through. What did she know? Is there any legitimacy to her belief that the infection was a "hit" on her or is her mind so corrupted that she'll never know the truth? Was Area 51 involved from the start? It certainly makes me wonder if she wasn't simply an escaped Area 51 experiment gone wrong and mind con-trolled from the start. She's too agile to be blocked. Too strong to be contained. Too much burning revenge... to ever die easily. Jade now seems resigned to the fact that she needs to uncover the missing pieces of her past, her identity, how she came in contact with the Z-Virus and what is keeping her undead yet sane. Holy crap I've seen firsthand what she can do. Super powers or not, if she ever finds him I sure wouldn't want to be that rumored ex-boyfriend

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Fan-Fiction Contest: Time Hunter

time hunfer ID: 11219

Discovery/1st appearance of powers (as witnessed)

My name is Jasper, and I have a story to tell you. Nobody believes me, and you will under-stand why pretty fast, because it involves time travel and zombies and the first... maybe last appearance of a heroic young lady.

I am a self-described lower tier Morphon powered superhero with the power of Zebra Kick. Basically, I jump and dodge, and I have a powerful knockout kick. I'm still working on the upper body strength and endurance part, but someday I will be the one to watch.

So I am out on patrol in Ravensport, when a bright flash erupts in the street. Out of it steps this woman in a leather top hat and leather armor. Retro steampunk cliché to be sure. She is covered in tech gadgets, and there is this faint ticking sound coming off her gear. Honestly, I am surprised she is not billowing steam like some 1800s train engine. I guess even steam-punk heroes have upgraded to more efficient tech. She's wearing tinted round retro-welder goggles and I can see... she has the most beautiful sparkling eyes. There is something familiar about her, even though we have never met.

And I am immediately and ashamedly, smitten.

She rushes over to me, seemingly desperate.

"I need your help now. I am running out of time!"

"Sure," I say. "I am here to help. My name is Jasper."

"Call me Hunter."

She checks a green glowing gauntlet strapped to her forearm. “There is a Level 5 time anomaly nearby."

"Time anomaly?" I ask. "What am I looking for? What do you need me to do?"

"I need you to have my back," Hunter says. "I can do the heavy lifting, but anomalies can distort vision and perception. I have read the files on you. I know I can trust you."

"Files?!" I start to ask, but then a thunderous BOOM shakes the street.

A swarm of ragged zombies comes tearing around the corner.

"Holy f*#k," I blurt. "Not again." Ever since Zombie Ex-Girlfriend showed up THREE MONTHS AGO, we've had random infected out-breaks. She is a menace masquerading as a hero.

Hunter's eyes narrow. "This must be it. We need to squash the horde before anyone else gets infected."

The battle hits fast. Hunter pops zombies heads apart with a green glowing blaster that makes a "VOOOPH!" sound. I am jumping over cars, high kicking zombies into oblivion while clearing panicked civilians out of the way. Con-trolled chaos is so satisfying.

When the last zombie drops, we finally pause to breathe. Hunter kneels and unhooks her wrist gauntlet which is barely holding on, laying it on the ground to repair the clamps that keep it attached to her arm.

"You did friggin awesome," she says, leaning in. She kisses me on the cheek, quick and unexpected, and definitely not something I am complaining about. That is more reward than I usually get on patrol. Maybe we have a future as a patrol-duo.

Out of the corner of my eye, something moves behind a row of parked vehicles.

"Hunter, stay here," I say, leaping over to investigate and while trying to take on the gentlemanly protector role.

A cloaked figure slides into the shadows of a shop doorway. I am on him in a moment, pin-ning his shoulders against the door. He does not make a sound. I yank his hood aside and I am staring at my own smiling face.

While I'm clearly visibly stunned, He breaks my hold with great strength, launching me into a parked car as the air is temporarily knocked out of my lungs. I look up to see if Hunter is watching and I see a shimmering portal opening above her.

Another dark figure teleports in and drops a powerful zombie right on top of her! She's been bit! They crash to the ground, Hunter is losing control, her eyes glazing over as she fights to stay conscious. Her gauntlet, only partially repaired, skitters across the sidewalk.

She claws her way toward it, rogue zombie still holding tight and she slams her hand down, wildly mashing at the controls.

TIMESHIFT flashes across the display.

She fades from view in a flash and a pop, and she is gone. The gauntlet remains on the ground, smoking slightly. As I approach, I can see the destination date flickering across its cracked screen. It is exactly THREE MONTHS prior to today.

I swear I just witnessed a hit job carried out by teleporting a zombie.

A van quietly pulls up beside me. A heavily armored, military looking figure steps out, and gives me a quick salute. He scoops up the gauntlet.

"It is exactly where you said it would be," he says to someone inside the van.

I look past him and see her. Zombie Ex-Girlfriend is sitting in the back, staring at me with those empty, amnesiac oh-so beautiful eyes.

The soldier climbs back in, the doors slam, and the van speeds off. As it drives away, I no-tice the AREA51 logo on the back.

Suddenly, everything feels a lot bigger than zombies and time anomalies.

It's about the future, and a wheel of possibilities and... I know who she is, even if she doesn't.

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CONTEST RESULTS

Thank you to all who entered the special fiction contest for April. I spent a late hour last night reading through the entries a couple more times. Honestly, I had to really dive into deep consideration about which took which prize, they were all great efforts showing love of their characters, which is awesome. The stories will be posted in the games feed, so you can read everyone's. Prizes have been sent to all entrants. Here is the breakdown of who won. Congrats to all who entered, writing is no small task for anyone.

1st place is: Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ CAPTAIN MARVEL Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ5¹ (For a really great re-imagining of characters and making a fun story out of the Easter event.)

2nd place is Furious Squirrel (For having so much fun giving an action story that included using the hidden villain boss from the April operations.)

3rd place is: zoмвιe eх-ɢιrlғrιeɴd 5¹ (For creating such a rich backstory for the character that is unique and intriguing.)

Honorable mention: PAINKILLER SDMF painkiller

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SENTINEL REWARDS AND BONUS FOR MAY

Another month has come and gone. Last month concluded with Dan Peyton's fiction contest which promises some really great prizes, including MPs just for participation.



All stories shared on the Sentinel and published will also get additional prizes as per the usual Sentinel monthly rewards.

Meanwhile, a new seasonal ops has started: with more quests and challenges, including tracking down and defeating the Shadow Hare.

Concurrently, each week features a few events, such as the March Madness Chrono, item explosion days, and tug of war, to name but a few.

Reviews, role play and commentaries on the events are greatly encouraged; these types of editorials are very useful for the game, and we've had many excellent ones in the past, but as the game evolves, we need more player guides like these especially on all the new features introduced. Players guides, reviews, players PoVs, and role-play tied in to game lore, etc, are most welcome. Feel free to share your thoughts and options by submitting them to the Sentinel Facebook page.

The usual editorial bonus for reviews, commentaries, game guides, gear talk, fan-fiction, and origin stories applies to all submissions that are published.

REWARDS:

PLATINUM: 7 Strange Fiction cards (only reserved for EXCEPTIONAL submissions)

GOLD: 5 Strange Fiction cards

SILVER: 3 to 4 Strange Fiction cards

BRONZE: 1 to 2 Strange Fiction cards

These rewards go out after the end of each month and are IN ADDITION to the usual Sentinel rewards from Daniel Andrade for published entries.

Here are the categories/prompts:

Category One:
REVIEWS/COMMENTARIES of ad hoc and regular events, including fan-fiction role play, etc.

Category Two:
GAME GUIDES, GEAR TALK, and other editorials about game mechanics.

Category OPEN:
What is your origin story? How did you end up in the Heroes Rising universe?
(And any other Fan-Fiction.)

REMINDER:

Post your submissions to the Sentinel page as usual for Categories One and Two. To enter the OPEN CATEGORY post your entries to the Fan-Fiction forum with the following in the title: MAY CONTEST" and the title of your entry. Please also add a link to your entry in the Sentinel page so that we can monitor all entries.

Yours Quackily,
SQ

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