nexus_sages | Aug. 31st, 2015

Aug. 31st, 2015

Yet another visitor has arrived. This one covered in a coat of dark grey fur, and an even darker mane. Yes, Shadow here is a lion kid, bipedal it seems, covered in scuffed or nappy fur and bruises. His clothes were well worn as well, choosing to wear a short sleeved hoodie with patches of layered Kevlar on all the critical areas. His pants were ripped in places, dark grey with a stripe of lighter grey running up the thighs.

"Wha... What is this place?"

Bewildered, he looked around his surroundings, trying to get his bearings straight and failing miserably. A brief glance around makes him flinch slightly as he watches a pair of friends stroll by several meters away. For that, he dashes into a thicket to stay out of sight.

Yeah, no. What the hell was going on around here? What was this place? Why was he here?

Good questions, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to find out just yet. Spotting a tree, he goes to it and scales it, settling atop a branch ten feet overhead, so he could observe.

This was much better.

bestdadinamestris

There's nothing Hughes loves more than his family.

There's nothing Hughes loves more than anything other than his family than information.

The Nexus was a strange cross-section of a universe that the Intelligence officer simply didn't understand. He was doing his best to accommodate all of the strange goings on in his mind by learning about and understanding them a little at a time.

The fact that there was a portal to and from the Nexus in his world was growing on him. The grand scale of technology beyond what was available in his world was daunting, but didn't come up as much since he avoided most of the shops in the Forum. And some of the characters that had appeared in the Nexus? Well, if they were human, it was understandable. Weird, but understandable. Everything else? Well... he was just going to have to take some more time for everything else.

He liked being in the Forum, picking up bits and pieces as he simply listened. That's how he got onto this whole thing about some people being "better" than others, in some rather unscientific sounding ways. He'd spent a while trying to glean more information about it and failed quite spectacularly. People simply accepted that's the way things were. Not Maes Hughes. He needs to know, and if listening isn't enough, then, well... Sometimes, it's just easier to reach out and gather information the old fashioned way - by asking.

"There's been a lot of talk in the forum lately about super heroes and people doing super human things. It's all a little too vague for my taste. If I don't know how to define something, I can't know it when I see it. So, my question to you is this: How do you define the term 'super hero?' Or, rather, what makes a person a 'super hero?'"

h_hollister

"SO!"

Have a stupid drunk blonde future-mum, Nexus. She's not that drunk tonight, count your blessings. She won't scar your minds with her utterly horrible quips. Mostly. Maybe. Here there be dragons, enter at your own risk, dead dove don't eat.

"Gimme your seriously secret inner thoughts, Nexus. Politics. Religion. How much you hate Donald Trump. How do you feel about the daily bullshit that is most news? Spill, you'll feel better after. Let's get the blood pumping and the arguments flowing. Feel the hate flow through you."