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KAIJUNE 2024 #2: SPACE ODDITY

-D- This is Major David speaking, come in ground control, I have lost co-ordinates of my location over.

-G- This is ground control. Describe your location Major David, over?

-D- It appears to be jungle, based in fungal life. Lifeforms resembling terrestrial "stinkhorn" fungus, flourescent mushroom caps, psilocybin. Bioluminescence prominent. Breathing is labored, apparattus appears to be intact. There appears to be moving entities, over.

-G- Describe the moving entities, over.

-D- They are like... ants, some of them riding larger metallic creatures.. Majority appear to be retreating. Some of them are approaching, request per-

-There is static, temporarily, for one hour and twenty-nine seconds-

-D- Contact re-established, approaching entities hostile, used secondary sidearms to dispatch most aggressive, foliage regenerating from stray fire, permission to continue-

-G- NO. I mean, permission denied Major David. Orders to retreat given. Over.

-D- Retreat initiated, entities pursuing aggressively. God, these things don't fucking let up, do they Tom? Over.

-There is static, temporarily, for three hours and five seconds- 

-D- Retreat enacted. A few of them follow, but I think I've crushed 'em. I am out of rations. I have a feeling. An urge to [SPEECH INDECIPHERABLE], permission to do so? over.

-G- Permission granted.

-D- Oxygen tank on standby mode, filters at 10% capacity. Still breathing. Biological consequence of this world noted? Over. 

-G- Noted, over.

-D- Sleepy. But cannot sleep. It's too bright. The days go on and move, but it's too bright. Over. 

-G-.[Sound of shuffling papers] Easy Dave, Major David, easy. Just. breathe. think about your breathing. your lungs taking oxygen. your heartbe- believing you can get home. Just stay with me. Breathe. Breathe. Over.

-D- My heart. My heartbeat. I can't feel my heartbeat. All I can feel is my [SPEECH INDECIPHERABLE]. I feel. I feel...

-there is a ten second pause-

-D- Ground control, is my wife there. I can hear her there. Permission for her to speak. Over.

-G- This is ground control. Your wife is not in the room with us. Keep breathing. Over. 

-D- Tom, I mean ground control, I can hear her. I can hear her saying things about me. Is she angry with me? She is screaming at me. 

-Increasing sound of respiration-

-D- I've been gone for so long, so long, she sounds like buzzing, she sounds like insects, she- she-

-G- YOUR WIFE IS DEAD. I cannot keep this charade going any longer Dave, she is dead! You ate her when you came back, because you came back wrong, and we've all been living this lie to keep you out of everyone's hair. I stayed on because I thought I... I... 

...I thought that we could save you.

-The sound of a chair being flipped in the background is heard-

-G- Oh, don't look at me like that, you can keep this shit up if you want to, it's another fucking loop, I'm done, I'm fucking done! Over!

-D- I... ate her?. Oh god. Those weren't bugs. Those were people. and that jungle. And these hands. these aren't my hands. Where are my hands?! why can't I feel my fucking hands. This isn't my face, this isn't my face, I feel my face, I feel it, I feel it, I feel it inside me, I feel the [SPEECH INDECIPHERABLE], it is-

[Static for exactly ten hours. There is the sound of screaming intermittent. Matches David Thomas 50 % of the time, Alice Thomas 20%, 25% Mixed unknown, 5% amplified anaerobic respiration]

-D- This This is Major David speaking, come in ground control, I have lost co-ordinates of my location over.

[CURRENT LOOP: 513. RECORD LOOP TIME: 91 DAYS.]

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Ability Notes: Along with whipping fungal tendrils on one of his hands, he is able to produce an extreme variety of fungal toxins, as well as produce "cannonballs" of fungal matter fired by spores. Also is able to heal by way of fungal metabolism, as well as infesting larger organisms with his parasitic spores, though this is more localized; temporary and less... extensive than his case.

Bonus Trivia: The type of fungus infesting poor Dave is... not normally this physically and psychologically extensive in its effects, nor is it permanent like this. There are multiple factors involved in this, one of them Liquid Miracle in his ship but also multiple others (including at least one other paranatural cause).

This is very likely due to a failure by his high command, if not an actively malicious effort to use him as a guinea pig gone wrong, though we cannot say for sure. Those files are classified if not destroyed, but DW Devlin has been digging...

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So, this one actually started as one of my earliest sculptures for Kaijune, and again was kind of a sonovabitch and a slow project due to the nature of building up all those layers of epoxy putty and some ill-fated experiments with model magic.

I was going for that classic trope of "astronaut who came back fucked up" with a side of "person fucked up by fungus" ala Jamila for the former, Matango for the latter and The Quatermass Xperiment for a bit of both, a classic trope I think I at least did visually decently.

And yes, me not doing the song reference by naming the main guy Major Tom was intentional, I worried that might be a bit too on-the-nose. though, then again I tend to never not be on-the-nose, so I may not be the best judge of that.

...And, in Kaijune tradition, this character and all related narrative elements are under a CC-BY 4.0 license, as long as I, Thomas F Johnson, am credited as their creator. Have fun!

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deployment

"Circuit, brace for combat."

"Received and deploying, handler."

The circuit, the pilot of their mech, was nestled in the wires of its heartmount; cables hooked into their neural ports, wrapping around their brainstem and invading their nervous system. They hadn't synched yet, but they were prepared.

Fifty meters of white-gold eschatalium, sharp and pseudo-organic in design, artfully painted black to intersperse with the gold, colors of the Empyrean. Two legs on heel-mount feet, stiletto-like greaves for agility; two arms, long and spiked with clawed hands and packed full of the best weaponry humanity could produce. An armored torso with a head atop, sleek and like a knight's helm, massive sharp-toothed jaws that could snap steel girders in half; four camera eyes, diagonally-spaced, with a wreath of decorative red feathers signifying its position: solo work, sovereign from any squadron.

A Mechanical Eden, one of the finest and greatest weapons of the Empyrean. And within, its circuit, a pilot called Killy, short for Killer. They looked over the hardlight screens before them, ensured all systems were green, and hit the button to synch: all at once, a flood of chemicals surged through the wires and into their body. The lovechild of opium, methamphetamine, cannabis, and psilocybin, derived from human spinal fluid and currently smashing a hole in Killy's consciousness.

Their spirit expanded out through their body and into the soul matrix of their Eden; they meshed together, an amalgamate machine consciousness and its pilot, a beautiful union of identity put to one purpose--war.

Hey, pretty. Hello, circuit. Good to be back. Good to have you back.

Through the Eden's eyes--their own eyes, now--they surveyed the beach. They had been dropped down from orbit onto this small island to await orders in case a battle some kilometers away went badly. Through their body's eyes, now just another part in the war machine, they received signals on-screen from the Athame, the Arbiter-class doll overseeing battle on this, the moon of Illulia.

"Witch summoning imminent. Eliminate or contain threat."

Killy didn't hesitate, and their body--as well as their Eden--broke out into a manic grin. It was time for battle.

Massive golden wings unfurled from the Eden's back, spell circles humming to life as ether coursed through them, and Killy was off: maneuvering thrusters ignited and glassed sand underneath as the wings lofted them over the ocean at mach speeds, coming in low over the waves.

Soon the objective was in sight: an island with smoke curling off it, palm trees and underbrush devastated by the fires of war, with a towering metal building up on a mountain at its center.

"Killy," their handler's voice came into their mind through neural connection, "Your target is the Witch of Scripts. It's a master strategist that uses spells to manipulate the mind and body. Any second, it's going to breach and come into reality. Full force permitted. Destroy it."

Killy licked their lips, drooling in anticipation, already wetting their crotch tubes with cum due to the chems. "Received. Affirmative, handler."

It took no seconds for the island in front of Killy to explode.

The corporate tower on the mountain shattered apart in a spray of molten steel and rubble; the Empyrean forces that had been surrounding it were crushed and scattered. Killy could feel Athame sending orders to gather and retreat to the beachhead, and could see combat dolls and infantry fleeing and trying their best to follow the command.

As they kept closing the distance, cresting the ocean, and now flying over the island's beach, they could also see… A swathe of death. Doll parts, drone parts, human corpses still clad in advanced armor, blood and oil everywhere… Killy came to a stop over the ashy, ruined ground and the mountain of bodies.

And there was a girl there. In the middle of it all, far below, there was a girl.

The Eden looked down on her, and she looked far, far up to the Eden. She was wearing some kind of battle-dress, shimmering brilliantly and beautifully in the eternal night.

"Oh, an Eden? Really? My Witch is that big of a deal?" The Innocence smiled up at the mech and pointed her halberd at it. "Well! Not like it matters, it's already here!"

That was true; the Eden looked up and around at the scene. Steel raining from the sky, and a towering cloud of nightmarish, stained glass darkness was erupting from where the corporate building once stood.

Killy looked back down at the Innocence, and opened the Eden's jaw to let a grinding, destructive voice boom from it, "I am going to kill it. Don't get in the way."

"Oh…?" The Innocence pursed her lips. "No you aren't. I'll stop you right here and now!" Suddenly--she jumped up, far up, flying into the air on glittering magical wings, twirling her halberd and drawing seals in the air with witchfire--

The Eden rose an arm to swat her, but she danced aside--the battle began.

Rays of witchfire shot from the Innocence's seals, splashing off the Eden's heavy armor, as Killy swung levers in their cockpit and danced their legs in their sheathes; their eyes dilated, and they grinned fiercely.

The Innocence flew around, arcing through the air while raining beams down on the Eden; the Eden leaped back, gaining distance, and released the support assault guns from its arms. Hardlight bullets rained out of them, pelting the Innocence as she ducked around, whirled through the air, bounced shells off magical barriers and parried them with her weapon.

"I bet you weren't expecting this!" She flew straight at the Eden and drew a seal with her halberd in shining witchfire--the spell resolved, and suddenly, it staggered and stumbled.

In its heartmount, Killy screamed as the connection between themself and their Eden was scrambled, the mesh forcefully torn-at and damaged.

The Innocence plunged in, spear wreathed in flames, and dove at the mech's leg--and exploded through it, a dart of molten force, laughing triumphantly.

Killy screamed again, in further pain, and the Eden shot towards the Innocence to pursue, wheeling a kick at her.

It was fast, unexpected--her eyes got wide as the incoming leg, a tower of hard metal, careened into her and flung her to the ground, scraping across its ashes and rocks and bloodying her form.

At last she came to a stop and looked up, frantic--but Killy wasn't paying attention to her. The Eden was looking towards the column of emanation coming from the mountaintop, where the Witch of Scripts was entering the world.

Killy felt their entire world focus to a single point, and a euphoria surged through them, not only at beating the Innocence but in anticipation of the next step.

They unfurled their wings and took to the sky, up to where the Witch awaited…

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