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[vance_prime]

One year ago today, Gordon Freeman came home from the Combine Overworld, maimed and bloody but alive.

One year ago today, the Combine Overmind was destroyed, collapsing the reality it inhabited and crippling the "Universal Union"'s ability to travel between universes.

One year ago today, humanity won the Combine War.

It's a day for both celebration and solemn remembrance. Unfortunately, the abundance of the former kind of makes the latter difficult to achieve. Thus, Alyx has retreated to Milliways for a little while so she can hear herself think.

She's currently out by the lakeside doing just that.

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[makesthings]

Sameth comes into Milliways holding a few different large pieces of metal that if you look at from the right angle look like bones.

Gaeta's leg is coming together but its trickier than he expected and he sits down at a table to stare at the parts in the hope that will help him see what's going to work best.

He does remember to order some mulled wine as sits with his sleeves rolled up and with the grime of his workshop on him.

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[crabbycustomer]

[OOC: OOM: If this is heaven, I don't know what it’s for
If I can’t find you there

I don't care]

Karkat's conversations with dead people have lasted rather longer than a night. He hasn't spent all of the last two months dreaming his way through the afterlife, but then again he hasn't done much else worth noting.

From overheard conversations and scraps of rumor and unbearable lectures endlessly endured, he's gradually scraped together a picture of what's going on; of the ten billion year long con that doomed two species not only to extinction but to corruption, that choked hope and--most importantly, absolutely critically--played his personal self for a goddamn chump all the way down the line.

S U C K E R S, indeed.

In all this time, he has not seen Kanaya, except as a distant speck flaming across the Void. Well, that was the meteor. But. You know.

He's awake now, again, for a little while, and what he wants to see, and all he wants to see, is a big bloody hunk of grubsteak, a can of nuclear cola, and his girlfriend. In no particular order.

The bar is only capable of delivering two out of three.

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[nerves_of_ice]

[OOM:

SPECIAL SECTION - DEPARTMENT X
CONFIDENTIAL FILES

PROJECT: WINTER SOLDIER

Lilly, John C: "In the province of the mind there are no limits."

]

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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Out of Milliways, after seeking advice from many a patron:

"I just- just- do you remember the ship? The one in orbit, that we contacted with the Second Diana mast?"

"The one with the death ray? How could I forget?"

"That's the one. It's like this..."