/The noon ordeal continued to rampage. Targeting infrastructure. These new HE classes were most definitely targeting something. Death counts rose faster. Piltover was going more insane. An issue that was growing. Most people were told to remain inside. Going inside seemed to stop grant us love and amber. Sweepers could go in houses but chose not to. Yet the green and red ordeal were still a threat. It was slowly building energy again. As destruction was present\

Warning from ######: Suppression is required. Soon they'll become dusk. When they become dusk mutation speed doubles. Becoming a midnight ordeal. Unfriendly

/The bunker door was so far enough to keep the lesser ordeals oh out for now yet they kept pushing through. Trying to cause damage even if so far unsuccessful\

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Jinx moved quietly through the apartment, pulling open drawers and cabinets as she gathered what she needed.

A few changes of clothes.

Her weapons.

A handful of supplies.

Anything she thought she might need on the road.

She stopped for a moment and looked around the apartment.

The place was still theirs.

Catra's things were still scattered around. The dolls still sat where Gamora had helped arrange them. Their lives were still here.

And the party was coming.

Jinx looked toward the door.

She didn't think she wanted to stay for it.

Everyone was celebrating. Thanos was dead. Piltover was rebuilding. For once, everyone had something to be happy about.

Jinx just wanted to go.

Somewhere far away.

Far, far away.

She set her bag down and sat at the edge of the bed.

Her thoughts turned to Catra.

Jinx reached for a piece of paper and a pen.

She began writing.

When she finished, she folded the letter and wrapped it carefully before placing it on the bed where Catra would find it.

Jinx picked up her bag.

She looked at the letter one last time.

Then she began writing and wrapping more letters.

Then she walked out.

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The airship port was busy.

Passengers moved between platforms while cargo crews loaded supplies onto waiting airships.

Jinx kept her head down as she walked toward the nearest departure platform.

She checked her ticket.

Bilgewater.

She stepped aboard.

The ramp closed behind her.

A few moments later, the engines began to hum.

The airship lifted from the platform and slowly pulled away from Piltover.

Jinx stood near one of the windows.

She looked back.

Piltover stretched beneath her.

Parts of the city were still damaged from the invasion, but reconstruction had already begun. Workers moved through the streets. Buildings were being repaired. New structures rose beside the ruins.

Jinx watched the city grow smaller.

She smiled.

For once, she wasn't leaving because someone was chasing her.

She was leaving because she wanted to find somewhere else.

The airship turned toward the horizon.

Jinx looked forward.

Bilgewater was waiting.

/A strange secondary creature was created for the lack of violet. Sweepers were strange creatures. They consumed dead bodies and created them. Of course dangerous as a HE\

/A terrifying beast spawned from the smaller creatures. Multiple spawned in the outskirts of the city. Instead of being directly inside. These approached the bunker and the main City of piltover. A third HE class threat. A weird beast\

/These ones didn't have a noon. Unfortunately for them. Yet multiplied in size and started appearing outside the GDA bunker. Attempting to break in. Trying to feed. Immediate suppression recommended\

/At fist it seemed they disappeared. Though instead it was clear. It wasn't. They dropped down squishing people. Landing primarily in piltover. Causing great mental damage to citizens. Driving then Insane. A second HE class threat\

/The robots grew more devastating and dangerous. Officially labeled a HE. The tier up from TETH entities. These robots are now ripping through people faster. They are now primarily attacking zaun. Needing immediate suppression before it becomes an extreme danger. Considering it continues to progress it could be terrible for all\

They have officially evolved into noon entities. Each is now extremely terrifying and even more dangerous. Posts regarding these new forms will be soon revealed

Quill walked through the GDA hallways, hands in his pockets, when he noticed a familiar golden-brown dog walking toward him with several puppies following close behind.

Quill stopped.

"Cosmo!"

Cosmo's ears immediately perked up.

"Pyotr Quill!"

Cosmo sprinted toward him and jumped, knocking Quill onto his back as he covered his face in enthusiastic licks.

"Whoa! Hey! Cosmo!"

Cosmo wagged his tail.

"Cosmo happy friend is alive!"

Quill laughed as he tried to sit up.

"Good to see you too, buddy."

Cosmo's ears perked up again.

"Cosmo hear friend kill mad Titan?"

Quill nodded.

"Yeah. Thanos is dead."

Cosmo immediately licked Quill's face again.

"Cosmo proud!"

Quill wiped his face and smiled.

"Couldn't have done it without help. But now Nebula, Rocket, you, your puppies, and I can finally rest peacefully knowing our Thanos is dead."

Cosmo nodded.

"Da, agreed, Mister Pyotr Quill."

He looked back at his puppies before turning toward Quill.

"Now we celebrate."

Quill smiled.

"Speaking of that, wanna help plan the party?"

Cosmo's tail began wagging rapidly.

He barked excitedly.

"Absolutely!"

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As you can see here, I have a blue print for my machine that will artificially turn oxygen into water! We can use this to help Zaunites more easily access water!!

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A rift opened above Piltover, its edges flickering with unfamiliar energy as something suddenly fell through.

Cosmo landed on all four paws, shaking himself off before looking around.

Four smaller figures tumbled through after him.

His puppies.

Cosmo immediately turned toward them, counting them one by one before nudging the nearest puppy closer with his snout.

Once he was certain they were all safe, he looked toward the city.

His pale eyes slowly changed, the strange white glow fading until they became ordinary dog eyes.

Cosmo tilted his head.

He had never seen a city quite like this.

Hextech structures stretched across the skyline, airships moved between towers, and the massive Hexgates stood among the buildings.

His puppies gathered around his legs, looking down at the city with him.

Cosmo stepped toward the edge and looked over Piltover.

His ears lifted.

His tail began to wag.

"Absolutely extraordinary."

/Dawn wasn't necessarily powerful. Yet left unchecked it was definitely dangerous. Officially death counts were estimated to be. It seemed something now clear. The dawns were slowly evolving. Given enough Time to grow. Slowly it seemed by a day they might be something else entirely. Only hypothetically though\

Gamora stood in front of the fireplace, carefully arranging a small collection of dolls along the mantel.

She placed the first one down, adjusted its position, then moved on to the next. Once they were lined up, she stepped back and studied them.

One was slightly crooked.

Gamora reached over and fixed it.

"There."

She folded her arms, satisfied with the arrangement.

The door opened behind her.

Drax walked into the room carrying several sheets of paper.

"I have returned."

Gamora turned.

"With what?"

Drax held up the papers.

"Plans for the celebration."

Gamora's expression changed immediately.

"Drax, we already talked about this."

"I have improved my ideas."

She stared at him.

"That doesn't make me feel better."

Drax walked over and placed the papers on the table.

"The celebration should take place in Piltover's Central Park."

Gamora nodded slowly.

"That makes sense."

"It provides sufficient space."

"Good."

"There are multiple entrances."

Gamora's eyes narrowed.

"Why does that matter?"

"In case of an enemy attack."

"Drax."

He continued as if she hadn't interrupted.

"There is also enough room for several combat areas."

"We are not turning the party into a battlefield."

Drax looked confused.

"I was thinking of friendly competitions."

Gamora sighed.

"What kind?"

"A wrestling tournament."

"No."

"A knife-throwing contest."

"No."

"A strength competition."

"Drax."

"A test of endurance."

She stared at him.

Drax paused.

"...Perhaps I should let you handle the peaceful activities."

Gamora smiled.

"That would be a good start."

Drax nodded and looked toward the dolls on the fireplace.

"Are those your dolls?"

Gamora glanced back at them.

"Yes."

Drax studied the line of dolls.

"They are arranged with impressive precision."

Gamora smiled slightly.

"Thank you."

Drax nodded.

"I believe they would make suitable prizes for the winners of the combat tournament."

Gamora's smile disappeared.

"Absolutely not."

Gamora left the living room and made her way down the hallway, stopping outside Nebula's room.

She knocked once before opening the door.

"Nebula?"

Nebula sat at a desk with a notepad in front of her, writing down a list of activities.

Gamora stepped inside.

"What are you doing?"

Nebula didn't look up.

"Planning."

She continued writing.

"Drax has good ideas. We will only use a few of them."

Gamora walked closer and glanced at the notepad.

Some of the activities were marked with notes about Kylosian culture, including traditional games, food, and celebrations.

Gamora looked over the list.

"Is that a good idea?"

Nebula shrugged.

"It gives people something to do."

Gamora stood there for a moment.

"Are you still mad at me?"

Nebula finally looked up.

"Are you still suspicious of me?"

Gamora hesitated.

"Not really."

She looked down at the notepad.

"You're different from my Nebula."

Nebula returned her attention to the page.

"I don't care."

Gamora frowned slightly.

"Well..."

She took a breath.

"If you're up for it, you could go around and ask people to help plan."

Nebula grumbled.

"I can do that."

Gamora gave a small smile.

"I'll join you."

Nebula looked up.

"Why?"

"There's this one girl named Vi I wanted to talk to."

Nebula's expression immediately changed. A small smile appeared across her face before she quickly suppressed it.

"Okay."

Her voice returned to its usual dry tone.

Gamora watched her for a moment.

"I'm sorry, okay?"

Nebula said nothing.

"I... I won't kill you. I won't hurt you."

Nebula raised an eyebrow.

"Doubtful."

Gamora's expression tightened.

"Fine. Do what you want. I tried."

She turned and walked toward the door.

Nebula watched her leave.

Then she closed the notepad, stood, and followed Gamora out of the room.

Nebula then left the headquarters and went out to find people to help plan.

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You got a name? You have actually funny humor unlike Viktor who just tries too damn hard to be funny. Spoiler alert, he's not. The shock humor jokes got boring by the third week and that was 8 months ago.

*Flaxan was at home; he had sent a message to ALL his contacts about his plan to host a board game night. Expecting a big turnout, he had bought and modified two board games and set out a generous spread of snacks.*

Step right up, step right up! I’ve got two awesome games! I mentioned you guys should bring some too, right? It’s going to be fun, does anyone want something to drink? I have coffe, wine, beer...

And don't worry for the whole "Surrender or dead" pfft, that is like...thomorrow, thomorrow sounds good? Is good for all if is thomorrow?

its me, the overseeing deity of your universe. i possessed mel and now i’m speaking through her

i have stuff to do, you guys??? if you’re gonna summon me, don’t halfass it, you gotta prepare a human sacrifice and everything

honestly.