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Chapter 3
by RatDungReggie
Do you investigate?
Hell No! You've Gotta SHIT
Hell no I don't investigate. What am I, Scooby Doo? I wasn't joking about the poop thing either, I needed to GO!
Ignoring the sound, and trusting that someone more responsible than me will take care of it, I duck inside a stall and take a moment to do my business.
- One satisfying bathroom session later -
Man that hit the spot. I didn't realize how much I needed to go until I got on the toilet. It defenitely wasn't healthy to wait that long between shits, but can you blame me? The security checks on earth took 5 hours before we were even allowed on the space station.
In any case, I'm feeling a lot better now. I quickly wash my hands, making sure to get them nice and soapy, before drying myself off, and stepping outside.
Immediately I'm struck by a strange sight. A small slip of paper, innocently laying on the floor.
For a moment, I consider it, letting my imagination run wild. What if it's some piece of super secret intel? What if it's a list of Superhero secret identities?
Well, no use wondering, let's get a proper look at it.
Stepping over to the other side of the hall, where the paper is laying, I pick up the paper and realize it's a set of... stickers?
Yeah, that's right. These are stickers. Little white squares with a single word written on it.
"Normal"
What the hell does that mean? Weirdly enough, the word was spelled backwards. I was only able to read it by going one letter at a time. Why the hell were stickers lying on the floor of the Justice League's watchtower? And why did they have a backwards word on them?
I bring the page closer to my face, and notice something odd when I try to peel one off. The stickers are double-sided, as if they're designed to be easily applied. They're also oddly shaped, the size of a note-card one might use to present something in school with.
Making sure not to get one on my shirt, I carefully peel one of off the sheet holding it, before I hear a voice behind me.
"Ah--hem. What are you doing?"
What do you do?
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The Stolen Device
Somebody invented mind control, and somebody else stole it.
In some universe, somewhere, some-when, someone invented mind control. Then left it laying around for any old person to take. Our protagonist stumbles across it, swipes it, then predictably abuses it. Who made it? Who took it? Who do they fuck with it? It's all up to you. No universe, established or original is off limits.
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Updated on Jul 26, 2023
Created on Dec 19, 2020
by RatDungReggie
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