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Display Name: Nox
Profile Photo: (literally just his helmet)

[Given recent events, the local Sith Lord had decided to not just voice his displeasure at the Alliance's recent leadership change, but also make it at least somewhat easier for any Starfallen in its ranks to do the same. And while his surroundings may not have been the sort to inspire confidence, given the aesthetic Sith and Imperial design committees tended to be known for, he did hope that they would demonstrate the sincerity of the offer he was about to make.]

For those of you who don't know me, I am Darth Nox.

Given Alliance membership is apparently suffering from a form of collective insanity and entrusted their lives to a grossly unqualified spotlight chaser, I've decided to offer my services to anyone wishing to leave. Or at the very least, anyone who wants to put some distance between themselves and Fantastic.

If you've lost access to an Alliance-provided teleportation device, or have no faith in the Alliance's ability to keep them functioning properly now that he's the one in charge, consider this an open offer for transportation to another city of your choosing. It may not be instantaneous, but the Fury is easily faster than any conventional means of transportation you'll find on this world.

[Granted, there was also the option to take him up on the offer for no other reason than it meant a chance to be taxied around in an actual starship, he won't judge.]

This offer also extends to anyone currently in Central City, though for those cases I expect you to prove that you aren't infected and just trying to break quarantine. If you can't, don't bother contacting me. If you plan to try anyway: don't.

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[Imperial design choices should really be enough to give someone pause, but for a teenager who is all about aesthetic and is already considering himself a villain.... that looks really cool???]

You seriously own a fucking spaceship? Is that what that is?

I do. It's far more common where I'm from than it is here, apparently.

[What the fuck this rules.]

They aren't where I'm from. That thing came with you through a Confluence portal? How big is it?

As a matter of fact, it did not. It fell out of a crack in space caused by colliding realities, apparently.

[Don't ask him to explain it, he just works here. All he knows is universes and alternate realities started colliding, everything promptly went straight to hell, and suddenly his personal starship showed up in a park somewhere practically daring bystanders to find out if the warheads were armed.]

I don't have the design specifications in front of me, but approximately 100 meters long and roughly 80 meters or so wide. It also has a functioning medbay and living accommodations for seven. Thirteen, if the crew double bunks in shifts.

[... That raises more questions.]

Are you talking about something other than a Confluence?

[He's aware of interdimensional portaling, but this sounds different than that, too.]

Shit, that's huge. And you're just offering the use the fucking thing as an Uber? What do you want in exchange?

Yes. For many of us, it was our first brush with armageddon. At least in this universe.

[Evidently a few of the other universes dealt with that sort of thing with alarming regularity. He didn't envy them. His own galaxy was a raging dumpster fire more often than not, but at least the existential threats weren't as common.]

Don't touch anything I tell you not to touch, and stay out of my quarters. Both rules are for your own safety. Beyond that, there's nothing I require.

What happened?

[That's concerning to hear, to say the least!]

You're not even charging people? That's nonsense. What kind of bullshit scam is this?

I have no need to charge anyone. The opportunity to spite Fantastic is payment enough.

As for the specifics of what happened, I'm the last person you should ask. The notion of an interconnected multiverse and alternate realities weren't even established concepts in my galaxy, I'm hardly qualified to explain what happens when things go wrong with them.

I guess spite can be a good motivator. Especially when it's targeted against that asshole.

[Though, he's still a little cautious. This is nice. Why are people so nice here? The hell is up with this universe?]

Then who would be a good person to talk to? Can you at least describe what happened?

For some of us, more than you know.

[One of the only reasons Fantastic hadn't had his throat crushed yet was because he was a better focal point for Nox's hatred than he was a liability. Should that situation ever change...]

Like I said, there was a collision between universes. Some of us found ourselves temporarily back in our own, others found themselves in someone else's, or in unknown universes and realities entirely. You could be in this universe one moment and in another the next, without having done anything to cause such a displacement.

Speak to Chaos Gate or Silent Mystic if you want more detailed answers. I'd personally recommend the former, as I doubt making contact with any Alliance personnel is going to be particularly easy for some time.

[Well, that's an interesting response! Accelerator has to wonder if this guy is just an exceptionally spiteful individual who has a lot of self-awareness, or if there's something else there.

Anyways, that... hm. Wow, that sounds like it was supremely terrible for everyone involved.]

That sounds fucked.

[Putting it lightly.]

Chaos Gate is my boss, so I guess I could ask her. Who the hell is Silent Mystic? Some Alliance shill?

To the extent that someone calling themselves Chaos Gate was actively working to put an end to the chaos, yes.

[Frankly, he was beginning to think that sort of thing was becoming one of the Force's favorite jokes. Because it just kept happening, even outside his own universe.]

Silent Mystic is the Alliance's specialist when it comes to all things magic. More or less your boss' counterpart. One of the Starfallen who bothered to join may know more, but I'm not optimistic. He's as chatty as you'd expect.

Yeah, that doesn't really seem her style. She must've had a good reason for helping.

[She's more the "takes her coffee completely different every day and dumps you with several large predators with a cheerful 'don't get eaten!' before bouncing" kind of person.]

Sounds like a total waste of time trying to talk to the guy. I'll skip him, then.

Depending on what you learn of her reasons, it may be to our mutual benefit if you have her contact me. There's another crisis approaching, and the more magic on hand to deal with it the better.

But even now it isn't something that can be safely discussed in the open without spoiling our best chance at dealing with it.

The fuck?

[Is this guy joking? If he is, it's a really bad one.

After a moment of thought, Accelerator is going to give him the benefit of the doubt here. This universe is already pretty batshit, why wouldn't there be some new threat looming over it? Of course, it isn't really in him to care too much about things like that.... He doesn't give a crap about the people here, he's not a hero and there's already tons of those around so they could deal with this. He'd rather take a nap, honestly.

But if it interferes with him getting home, that could be a problem. On top of that there are two idiots here with somewhat-magic-powers that might try to stick their noses in if they see this, and that would be a huge pain....

Blurgh.]

Hard to talk in-person with the quarantine going on. You're not in Central, right?

I am not, but it's safe to assume whatever illness is going around won't affect me unless I do something incredibly foolish.

[Practically living inside an atmospherically sealed helmet with built-in filtration systems did have its benefits, and given the Sith's typical aesthetic he was practically wearing a full suit of PPE all the time anyway.]

I don't intend to meddle in his affairs, but that doesn't mean I'm under any obligation to just blindly do as he says. If I decide to visit Central City, I will.

The hell does that mean? Your immune system has been enhanced or something?

[That's his first guess, but it could also be something like his immune system is just naturally tougher than what's needed for this planet.]

Then if you end up in the city I want to talk to you. I'm not about to break the quarantine. It'd look bad.

[Since he's Society and all. It's not like he was given a job to keep people out, though, so if they break in or out that's their business, not his.]

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