Fallout Oblivion Wanderer

[Maharg67]

29.1[42]

 

Professor Walter Bishop studied Professor Pinkerton, as one super genius looking at another. "You did not tell the others, in RivetCity, that you were alive before Doomsday. I remember meeting you briefly at least five big conventions and conferences. You were into androidics, a rather intense specialisation of creating advanced androids. You had some dubious links with some rather shady organisations but so did I. A rather arrogant fool was I."

 

Pinkerton snorted. "So was I! I served the very first version of the Institute and was there when it became officially known as the NewEngland Research Institute. Even back then it was heavily into semilegal, and illegal, research development projects. When they started to develop assassination adroids I departed along with a few others. The OldMan, now called TriFather or just Father, was alive back then. From what I heard he has not aged a day. He was a mysterious figure back then. Even William Bell feared him and it was very hard to frighten that monster but you would, of course, know that. Yet the OldMan had his own fears and one was a faction that was to become known as the Shadow Faction that more recently has become the ShadowInstitute. That is the ShadowInstitute that is linked with the SecretOsoEnemy that serves the GreatOsoEnemy."

 

The laboratory workshop was barely ordered chaos or so it appeared to be. Pinkerton had his own system of doing things along with the assistance of five androids looking like attractive young women in 'sexy' gear. Walter did not bother to point out the 'sexism' of this, sensing that Pinkerton would chuck him out if he did so and Walter very much wanted to hear what Pinkerton had to say.

 

Walter nodded, as if to himself. "How do you know that the GreatOroEnemy is linked to the ShadowInstitute, through the SecretOroEnemy?"

 

Pinkerton frowned. "The TriFather told me so before suggesting that I leave the TriInstitute, taking my followers and allies with me. Even back then he was busy taking over the TriInstitute, even before it officially gained that name. All of what I am telling you is generalities and I am certain is far from the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. The TriFather refused to tell me how he knew that the GreatOsoEnemy was linked to the Shadow Faction, and then the ShadowInstitute, through the SecretOsoEnemy. One of the reasons that he wanted myself, and others, to leave was that we insisted on asking him certain questions even after he demanded we cease doing so. Most of us ended up here in RivetCity except for Professor Brown who went to Megaton and three who were killed on the way."

 

Walter frowned. "Why would the TriInstitute be sending fake Talon Mercenaries down into the depths of the DCGM?"

 

The bolding professor shook his head. "I heard such stories but I assure you that the TriInstitute is doing no such thing. I have a couple of links remaining to the TriInstitute. The Grey Faction, linked to dangerous greytech, has fled the TriInstitute to create its own GreyInstitute."

 

String bikini clad BlondeGirl served up tea, biscuits and sandwhiches. A minidress wearing RedheadGirl was doing work on a circuit board. A tight jumpsuit wearing GingertopGirl was in a rest-recharge bay. A bibbob overalls, only, wearing BrunetteGirl was preparing a meal for Pinkerton that seemed to be fairly basic. BoldGirl was in a miniskirt and Ttop that was rather skimpy and she was operating some kind of console.

 

Walter frowned hard. "Anybody who goes near greytech, or hybrid versions of it, is being rather foolish."

 

"That's a nice way of putting it!" Pinkerton scowled. "I have been busy developing technologies to counter the threat of the TriInstitute but also, more recently, the unknown threat creating the synthodroid false mercenaries in the DCGM. All my efforts to learn more about the mysterious faction, behind the synthodroids, have come to nothing."

 

A pulsating energy beam suddenly struck 'Walter Bishop' who collapsed to the floor to become a stunned, semiconscious, doppelganger humanoid.

 

Pinkerton sighed. "Good shooting, BoldGirl!"

 

BoldGirl smiled sweetly, warmly. "Thank you, professor. Serving you, in every way, is everything to me."

 

Pinkerton smiled at her. "Of course it is! Now we will contact the XFAIA people right now and inform them of what has gone on here. Then a nice soothing bath will be just the stress reliever after I have eaten one of BrunetteGirl's meals. Whose turn to join me in my bath?"

 

RedheadGirl wiggled, and giggled, with delight before saying. "Oh, goody, its my turn, professor."

Edited January 11, 2019 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

29.2[43]

 

The real Walter Bishop, with the beautiful Astrid standing next to him with a clipboard computer, studied the sedated doppelganger with much curiosity. They were in the Pinkerton's Complex but in a different chamber where the doppelganger was lying, bound, to an examination table. It was partly covered with a sheet for modesty's sake. That had been Bishop's idea, not Pinkerton's.

 

Bishop spoke with a tone of amusement. "I will take it as a compliment that a doppelganger chose to mimic me."

 

Pinkerton snorted. "I doubt the doppelganger had any choice in the matter, old friend. Nor would I see it as a compliment to be mimiced by a doppelganger. It was desperately after information, of some kind, but what? Also who-what sent the creature to infiltrate RivetCity and how did it manage to get as far as my chambers?"

 

Astrid spoke out. "There may be doppelgangers, and others collaborating with them, in RivetCity."

 

Pinkerton frowned. "Young woman, perhaps you should leave the conversation to your elders."

 

Walter frowned in turn. "Astrid is a very scientist, in her own right, Pinkerton! Her contributions are more than welcome. I see you have five rather 'sexy' android femmes."

 

Pinkerton shrugged. "Yes but who could blame me for wanting both nice company and efficient assistance?"

 

Astrid frowned but said nothing on the topic. "Who could obtain doppelgangers to send, let alone send them?"

 

Pinkerton frowned softly. "Doppelgangers did not originate on this world but were first used here by the zetans and, perhaps, also by the greyliens. At least three terrestial factions have used them, in various ways, since. The Shadow Faction, of the TriInstitute, was one and it could still be doing so as the ShadowInstitute."

 

It was clear that there was a lack of true answers and that previous assumptions had to be questioned or even debased. For instance who was really behind the fake Talon Mercenaries, synthdroids, entering into the depths of the DCGM?

Edited January 10, 2019 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

30.1[44]

 

Three aspects, of the Wanderer, went with the group that travelled away from the Deepfringer settlement, that was now improved, and found a basic transport system to take them further. Deepfringers had set up a duorail small train network linking certain settlements to other. Though far from advanced, the electric train moved with surprising speed for its makeshift quality especially after the newcomers upgraded it in some ways.

 

The Deepfringers had their own theories about who was sending fake Talon Mercs into the DCGrandMall and one made a good deal of basic sense; more than one faction was doing so even as the real Talon Mercenary Corporation was getting increasingly frustrated with what was going on. As the fighting heated up, in areas of the DCGrandMall, others remained as calm as they had been for over 200 years; that is not much.

 

Refugees had been coming down from the surface in increasing numbers but most west elsewhere, preferring to go to places closer to the surface.

 

Angela, a male Deepfringer scout, spoke. "The Reilly's Rangers think that the TriInstitute has sent a small minority of the fake mercenaries and they are not the only ones. TriInstitute synthodroids, as you know, have some distinctive unique qualities. After a handful of those were captured it was assumed, by far too many people, that the TriInstitute was sending all of the fake mercs but the TriInstitute does not have the necessary resources to do that."

 

The cramped train carriages rattled along, the only light in the tunnel coming from its electric lamps.

 

Angelo went on. "I know this because I was one of their people and I still have contacts with people in the TriInstitute. TriFather has only one reason for investigating activities in the GrandMall and that is to find out why it is that so many seem to assume that the TriInstitute is solely behind what is happening. Yet if some faction is influencing the opinions of Wastelanders they are doing so very carefully and cleverly."

 

The train entered a great chamber of superconcrete, held up partly by large concrete columns. It was largely in darkness, with some old emergency lamps illuminating some areas closerer to the rails. There were multiple heaps of rubbish including great big pieces of old digging machinery and construction robots. There were signs of both organising salvage work and less organised scavenging having taken place.

 

Which was when the ambush was triggered.

 

The fake Talon Mercenaries attacked from both sides, blasting away with standard military weapons of the DC Wastelands. As they came on, hard and fast, some were shot down by defensive fire. As they fell they became their true selves as doppelgangers and so it was first revealed that most of the fake mercs were indeed those kinds of tricky shapeshifters. Except the fake mercs were of the most common, basic, kind unlike those more able to infiltrate into human, or other, society. Inside fatigues, and bodyarmour including helmets, they could fool people only if they did not get too close.

 

JackOman frowned. "Mass cloned basedops." He scowled. "Even if not killed in action they only live for about 3-4 years at most. Of limited intelligence they having some cyborging and are heavily program conditioned. The SecretOroEnemy favours using them. We need to investigate the ShadowInstitution more."

 

Enemy soldiers kept coming until, abruptly, they stopped and retreated.

 

JillOman frowned as she put down her powerful battlerifle. "Question, was the ambush for us or were they after something, or somebody, else. I have a strong, subtle, feeling that we expeditionaries were a surprise to them. So, what drew them here or at least why did hidden entities send them against the train?"

 

Angelo spoke with obvious reluctance. "As you sensed, I am a very sophisticated doppelganger as created by the Shadow Faction before it became the Shadow Institute. TriFather is a monster but not as great as the ShadowElders are of that damned other institution. Yet while they are providing the dopplegangers, and other resources, they are being paid to do so by a very deceptive alliance including traitors amongst the DCFA itself. There is not much more I can tell you except that the names William Bell, the Rani and the PaleOneMan are very important but also one SteelSage Caranta of the BSoS."

 

They stopped the train but searching found none of the dead doppelgangers but only a few bits of abandoned equipment that turned out to be 3Dprinted copies of TalonMerc gear. The copies were not as good as the originals and the guns would have a fairly strong chance of malfunctioning or even blowing up. Clearly the creators, and users, of the basedops cared nothing at all for them. This caused the Wanderer much anger.

Edited January 12, 2019 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

31.1[45]

 

Angelo, the hidop of a doppelganger, had helped break some important assumptions but it turned out to be in a rather odd fashion.

 

There was more than one secretive, powerful, even subtle faction involved behind what was going on in the DCGM, and below it. While one primary one was an unnamed alliance, seemingly based at least partly on treason, other factions had gone seeking answers only to often run into each other. Perhaps this had been due to manipulation on the part of the primary conspiracy for it was becoming clear that they had too many influences in too many factions.

 

The JackOman led expedition ended up in the DCFA secondary base as run by MasterMany simply because Deepfringer travel tunnels were found to be directly beneath it, with some tunnels going upwards. Superfed had used some parts of the tunnel network in the Predoomsday times.

 

It had not been a waste of time-effort to learn about the false assumptions. The real enemy, either the SecretOsoEnemy or those manipulated by it, had taken great effort to create falsehoods, and half truths, but now they were being ripped away. The DCFA went as far as warning TriFather, of the truth, through Dukov who they now knew the truth of. TriFather reluctantly exchanged information with the DCFA and then began withdrawing all TriInstitute operations in DC apart from Dukov's Place that would be a liaison point with the DCFA.

 

It turned out that TriFather was having troubles of his own having realised that he had been duped for there were undiscovered Shadow Institute agents still in the TriInstitute though not many and none in important positions. Still, he had to focus TriInstitute primarily in NewEngland for that, and other, pressing reasons.

 

The Grey Faction, formerly of the TriInstitute, had vanished away to build up a deeply concealed GreyInstitute. Still, they did respond to the DCFA attempts to communicate with them by stating that they had absolutely nothing to do with any foolish conspiracy that desired to go after supposed prizes beyond their comprehension that would surely do them more 'harm than good'. The GreyInstitute had realised that their version of Dukov's Place was going to be destroyed by the TriInstitute but were in no real position to do anything about it with out possibly exposing themselves to the amazingly canny TriFather.

 

Perhaps the most surprising communication came from the ShadowInstitute itself that stated that while it could create basedops that it had not done so for anybody else and would never 'sell' basedops or any other kind of doppelganger clone. Yet it did admit something that the TriFather had known but kept to himself. An unnamed faction, of betrayers, had departed abruptly from the TriInstute. They had come from all of the then factions of the TriInstitute being coded green, blue, yellow and orange as the original ones but not the rising black, red, amber, purple and even pink. Unfortunately they had also come from the Shadow, and Grey, Factions meaning they had stolen some of the most dangerous secrets.

 

On the side, word was there was going to be a small White Faction focusing on medical support for the TriInstitute while not being confused with the biotech oriented Green Faction. There would also be a Brown Faction focusing on producing food, and other necessary biological products, for the TriInstitute. The two new factions would free up the Green Faction to be able to focus more thoroughly on specialised biotech projects.

 

The betrayers had 'stolen' secrets from the TriInstitute by making copies of data, and even prototypes, with out stealing any originals; it was one reason that they had been so successful in both the betrayal and escape.

 

The ShadowInstitute had just formed an agreement with TriFather and was removing the last of its agents from the TriInstitute that were only secondarily placed anyway. Like the TriInstitute, the ShadowInstitute was focusing its efforts in NewEngland and wanted nothing to do with any DC based conspiracy.

 

As powerful as the TriInstitute, ShadowInstitute and GreyInstitute were, some influence seemed to be keeping them from being involved with DC, except for in secondary ways such as Dukov's Place.

 

What that influence the SecretOsoEnemy that served the GreatOsoEnemy?

Edited January 11, 2019 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

Changing GreatEnemy to GreatOsoEnemy and SecretEnemy to SecretOsoEnemy; this is to better reflect their origins as aspects of the the ancient, long destroyed, GreatOsoEmpire. The SecretOsoEnemy originated from the GreatOsoEnemy even as both emerged at the very ending of the GreatOsoEmpire.

Edited January 9, 2019 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

Names of the Greys are now simplified to greyliens (grey aliens) and their greyliclone clone mininions. This is to simplify this story and to remove my own complicated, copyrighted, stuff from this topic.

Edited January 10, 2019 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

32.1[46]

 

"The cloned supermutants' origin still remains a mystery that has increased now they have vanished from the surface-subsurface to go deeper down into the depths beneath the DCGrandMall." JackOman was leading a team down the rampwell from the speakeasy that had become just part of the secondary DCFA base. "No known faction has taken responsbility for them and a few have denied it. As for Marshal Grandsmash leading that army, there were accounts of a real one but that one could easily be a clone. The real Grandsmash originated in an underground US military research development base in NewYork State somewhere and was created through a mutagenic based process with no cloning involved at all."

 

An area had been opened, through a door part way down the rampway, that turned out to be a large combination of archives, library, gallery, museum and other features. Though about half of it was focused on the more general facets of Predoomsay history, the rest was split up into more exotic type subjects. After all of the security guard discovered, status frozen, entities had very recently vanished away, more survellience tech had been put into place and had been increased in the newly found 'Reflection Centre' as it was named on signs.

 

Director Felicity Ellis, being prime of MasterMany, was in light power armour as were the other humans. The reason was that they were only going to pause in the Reflection Centre so that MasterOman, MissHarlequin and MasterMimic could also witness some of the special items on display there.

 

Felicity frowned softly. "Perhaps the 'old caretaker man' will show up as he did when seen mopping the floor in front of the outer door to the Reflection Centre. None, who met him, can quite remember what he said or fully how he looked. None of them are of MasterMany directly but some are very trusted followers of one. Perhaps it was an Eldermost but that is far from certain. What about the false BSoS clones?"

 

The BSoS, based in the CitadelDC, had been reluctant to admit that they 'somehow' had failed to be aware of a large force of fake BrotherSisters of Steel being active in the DCGrandMall. No logical explanation had been found. What made matters stranger was that BSoS High Command had been kind of aware of what was going on but somehow never gained the urge to do anything about it. It was also turning out that the fighting between the supermutant clones, and the Steeltrooper clones, had been pretense rather than real. That is it had been illusionary in that where artillery, for example, had bombarded an area that no signs could be found either of the artillery having been there, or of any damage supposedly done by the artillery.

 

They entered the lobby of the Reflections Centre through an airlock style security arrangement. People were busy there, having set up about half the big chamber to store boxcanisters of items 3Dprinted using one of the big 3Dprinters on display; it was not the most advanced, sophisticated, one but most useful for producing a wide range of useful resources for the DCFA.

 

The rest of the lobby was being used as one as people checked in, or out, of the centre. Remoterobots hummed around the chamber doing cleaning or guiding visitors to parts of the big centre.

 

The 'old man' was mopping part of the floor, in a corner, that changed even as 'he' did so. An elevator style door appeared in one wall and on the floor an amazingly complicated-subtle patterned carpet with rather odd symbols. Only the Wanderer aspects were able to be fully aware of the individual and what that one was doing. Somehow they knew it was one of the Eldermost. Then he was gone, almost as if he had never been there.

 

A strange ripple went through everything and when everybody awoke, including the Wanderer, things had seemingly both changed and yet had remained the same.

Edited January 11, 2019 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

32.2[47]

 

It had been a solid delusion, a quasireality of two purposes; one had been the Reflections Centre as supposedly discovered by MasterMany but the other had been a terrible transdimensional trap designed to harm, and capture, as many aspects of the Wanderer as possible.

 

Only such as the GreatOsoEnemy, working this time through the SecretOsoEnemy, could have set such a powerful, and sophisticated, but also ugly trap. The 'mopping man' Eldermost had counter intervened against the intervention of the OsoThreat; the Eldermost were limited in how, and how much, they could intervene but the GreatOsoEnemy tended to make it easier for them to do so.

 

The Reflections Centre was still there but the trap was gone; hence the situation had changed with out changing.

 

JillOman admitted that she was not MissHarlequin but was an aspect of MasterOman. The deception was designed to keep MasterMany from realising that the real MissHarlequin was busy, elsewhere but not too far away, trying to work out just what was happening with MasterMany. Through linking with concerned followers of MasterMany, who were not of MasterMany, MissHarlequin worked out that MasterMany had been under the subtle influence of the SecretOsoEnemy but had been fighting it. Now MasterMany was totally free from the influence of the GreatOsoEnemy and she had an amazing bit of truth to announce.

 

She sat at a great ring shaped ring table with a holographic projection device at its center space that was now empty. "It was the SecretOsoEnemy that tried to help me, as much as possible, to escape from the control of the GreatOsoEnemy. The SecretOsoEnemy has come to hate the GreatOsoEnemy and the GreatOsoEnemy not only knows this but is darkly bemused by the enslavement of the SecretOsoEnemy. The SecretOsoEnemy hinted that once it was a deeply loyal subject to the GreatOsoEnemy but only back when that one was a great, wise and compassionate entity. Then 'something' went terribly wrong which then led to a long sequence of grevious mistakes and crimes that were often the same 'thing'."

 

The holographic figure shimmered into place being the once famous, lightly infamous, British comedian Henry Larry. He was a bolding black man with a huge mouth full of artificially enhanced white teeth. "Howdy howdy howdy, folks. Don't worry about using those goggles, you wont need them."

 

The goggles were designed to make sure each viewer of a holographic projection would see it as facing them but that was happening even with any of them wearing the holographic projection perspective control devices.

 

The man, a copy of the real one who had died over 240 years ago, grinned. "Can't say long or say much but you need to know this sad story spoken in brief. The GreatOsoEnemy was once of the Eldermost. That one was extremely wise, compassionate but less so than others of the Eldermost. That one started to desire to be one of the Elderprime, the focusing of the Eldermost, but in doing so proved that it would never be so."

 

"The painful investigation began into the one that you can call OsoEioAuo though more for convience than any other reason. Elderprime decided to strip OsoEioAuo of its powers and to place it into declining confinement where it would slowly, comfortably, cease to exist. It managed to escape and with it a great entourage of followers and minions; this was, in itself, of great concern because it was never meant that any of the Eldermost have such followers or minions. How it escaped is a subject for another time but it fled through timespace until it somehow managed to elude Eldermost hunting it in a way that was supposed to be impossible."

 

"It created the GreatOsoEmpire, along with the SecretOsoEmpire that served it. The GreatOsoEmpire was a lie for its only real purpose was to assist the SecretOsoEmpire to find a wide range of extremely ancient artefacts and information related to those and the Eldergods that had created them. Yes, there were once Eldergods, an incredibly long time ago, but one will not speak of them now. By the time Eldermost came to the GreatOsoEmpire it was a crumbling facade with the GreatOsoEnemy having robbed it of many vital resources; with it went the SecretOsoEnemy and a great number of others. I go now but leave gifts of which one is the expanded, enhanced, augmented Reflections Centre."

 

Then the Eldermost was gone almost as if it had never been there.

 

There was a great deal to think about, to discuss and to work on in other way. They all, somehow, knew that the Eldermost would contact them again and that was most likely because the Eldermost wanted them to have that knowledge.

Edited January 11, 2019 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

33.1[48]

 

Now there were MasterMany, MasterOman and MasterMimic at the DCFA DCGM Base as it had come to be called. Aspects were in the Reflections Centre. Most of it was a mixture of general museum, library, gallery and zoo of sorts. The 'zoo' showed Predoomsday creatures, nearly always in pairs, frozen in statuscapsules. The heavily secured containers had proven beyond any attempts to open them but was the same for the great majority of containers with non living artefacts.

 

JackOman studied a rack, of laserguns, in a display case. They were powerful early prototypes of a kind that had proven to be just as dangerous to their users as they were to their targets. "Do you note that the technological artefacts displayed in this area, of the ReCentre, tend to be prototypes of dubious user safety?"

 

Sanshaw grinsmiled. "Like the nuclear powered Delorian or the super rocket backpack or the Trustme Home Surgical Robot or the incineration toilet or the MissWhippy dominatrix android or the revolving sandpaper ear wax remover or the hoppity spring car or the multiple others."

 

JillOman shook her head, just a little. "The fun time pass the explosive baseball can at least be used as a weapon or put to some other useful task."

 

JackOman shuddered just a little. "That manhood pull strong manhood extender, well I consider that could make a useful torture device."

 

Sanshaw shook her head. "Or the breast enlarger."

 

JillOman nodded. "Must be some reason that this area of dangerous failures was placed here."

 

JackOman shrugged. "Perhaps their development programs led to the discovery of useful data that became valuable to other projects but one notes that they all seem to have the same name prominently attached to them being one Professor Stanislaus Braun; that is a truly sadistic supergenius possessed of a criminally insane personality. Loved to create devices that would cause suffering especially those that seemed on the surface to be innocent or even useful. He vanished with the USFG hunting him down."

 

MasterMany's prime aspect, Director Felicity Ellis, frowned. "Superfed went after him, found some troves of stolen riches taken by him and used them to compensate many of his victims even if most were gullible fools. We failed to catch him because he was amazingly cunning but more so because he was being assisted by forces that we consistently failed to track down. Any culprits, that we caught, were willing puppets or unwilling victims; none were of great importance to what we sometimes called the 'slippery conspiracy'."

 

JackOman frowned, as if getting a sudden idea. One by one he made three mindhelmets materialise. Felicity put on one as did Sanshaw and himself. JillOman did not need to do so as she was linked to JackOman and could 'see' what he did by closing her eyes and focusing her mindeye in a special fashion.

 

Then they saw the truth that the supposedly blank wall behind the row of display cases, that they were facing, was not blank at all. It was a high up map of the ReCentre that showed areas until then hidden. The very big map was too high up, on the wall, to be hidden by the display cases. They were smallish, compared to the greater size of the centre, but far from tiny. There were some odd, unexplained, symbols at various spots.

 

Next to the map, to their right, was an exact copy of the pattern that the 'mopping man' Eldermost had created on the floor in front of the elevator like doors that so far none had managed to open.

Edited January 12, 2019 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

34.1[49]

 

MasterOman, including JillOman who had been revealed as a special aspect of MasterOman being separate from the main 13, continued to be in the ReCentre in the DCFA DCGM Base.

 

The real MissHarlequin was following leads, in the same general areas as the base, but now as 13 aspects.

 

MasterMimic set out into the Wastelands in order to make a long surveillence patrol seeking to find more information by pretending to be 13 different local folk.

 

MasterMany continued to work in the secondary base and began a kind of healing process after what had been done to it.

 

MissExplorer was recalled to the DC linked LifeSanctuary after getting an urgent message from there.

 

MrWalker gained assistance from a large, advanced, army and quickly defeated the mutants endangering HongKong.

 

MrsMystery continued to assist TechVault101 against radroach infestation-invasion problems.

 

MissGaia was in the GaiaInstitute when it was attacked by mysterious cyborgclones in power armour. She helped to drive them off and the power defence-security network-systems helped greatly.

 

Wayhero, of 13 aspects, encountered and reluctantly destroyed a large beserker group of Garyclones from TechVault108. The overly aggressive, almost mindless, clones were easily dealt with by them but with enhanced physical abilities they had been dangerous to others.

 

DocWatcher realised it had been fooled, though it had begun to suspect the truth some time ago; except for minorities of real plastic soldiers, both the Federacy and Confederacy had been deceptive illusions most like meant to distract itself, and other observers, from the truth. The two had been fighting false mutant armies to the south and false EagleEnclaven forces to the north. DocWatcher went on with what it had been doing for what else could it do but carry out its duty?

 

A DocWatcher aspect observed 13 copperish canisters fall from the sky. It took place in 'West Virginia'. Other groups, of 13, were coming down to the world's surface in increasing numbers and with growing frequency.

 

The core aspect, of the Wanderer, remained very well hidden but busy.

 

What of the other two Wanderer aspects?

Edited January 14, 2019 by Maharg67