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This is the largest and most beautiful garden on Terra.
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Wing City Gardens

The Large Garden at the Center of Wing City.

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Wing City Gardens is a part of Wing City.

8 Places in Wing City Gardens:

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Confessor [33] Confessor has the ability to 'touch' a person with her power. Once 'touched', that person is no longer who they used to be, but now eternally devoted to the Confessor.
Crestelle [28] Is the sister of Celina. She is kind and caring but can go a little insane if anyone bothers or harms thoses she cares about. You have been warned...
Salazar [20] "I was once called The Serpent. Then I was slaughtered. Now I am back".
Kori Sora. [18] a girl with a huge claw for a left hand. it's almost like it's made of metal. she has white hair and red eyes. and a weird scar on her left eye.
Zelsane [17] Divinity in its darkest form.
Remy Brown [11] "I'm not that nerdy.."
Lucian Segal [11] A paladin unlike the others.
Moonlight Shadow [11] His actuall name is Mark. He wears dark assassin armor and an array of knives and daggers. His Atherian eliments are wind and ice.
Clover the Jungle Cat [10] A shy but agile jungle cat, too afraid to speak up but always willing to fight for what is right.

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Character Portrait: Ebba Seydel Character Portrait: Elliot Alderson
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Elliot watched as the woman slowly sat up, then asking what an "Amburance" was.

Great.... another off-worlder. Just what Wing City need.
Elliot thought as he watched the woman scoot away from him, trying to use the bush as a hiding spot.

As she asked if Elliot could help, Elliot knew that this person wasn't normal. Hell, Wing City was full of different races, species and genders, but some people were more different. Elliot noticed that the woman was talking to the ground. Thinking she was confused, Elliot walked up to her and held out his hand in a "Let me help you up" gesture.

I think we've gotten off on an awful start. I'm Elliot. Elliot Alderson. And you are?
Elliot asked, hoping that this lady would be friendly and such.

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  1. Gonna reply today, introducing another character to Elliot & Ebba.

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Ebba flushed even more red as Elliot held out his hand for her. Not wanting to be mean, she apprehensively reached out, hesitated for a bit but eventually took his hand and slowly got back up.

He exchanged his name, Elliot...That was this persons name. She seemed to calm down, albeit very slightly. "Ebba...Ebba Seydel... she gave out her name. Her posture was a little slouched, hands still hiding her cheeks. She was getting used to interacting with a new person, but he seemed nice...the people in the uniforms intimidated her so much...and they were all over the street and they carried strange things on their shoulders. He was a little less scary, he had no big scary thing that looked dangerious.

Of course, little by little she seemed to stand a bit straighter, and her rather meek appearance was slowly fading away. Her hands soon stopped covering part of her face and she seemed to calm down a bit. She was still very nervious, but it seemed that something was influencing her. Perhaps she warmed up to the man enough to let go of her concerns for now.

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Elliot listened as he learnt the woman's name. Ebba Seydel? Seems like a odd choice of birthname. But then again, people had different names.

So Ebba, if you don't mind me asking, where are you from? I've not seen anyone like you before.
Elliot asked Ebba, wondering if Ebba was from another world. But since many people lived in different places, that didn't matter.

However, life for Elliot was to take another odd turn...

A portal opened up into the Garden and out of it, stepped a man with 3 eyes, a ukelele and a Uzi 9mm. He fired into the portal, as if he was directly attempting to kill something. Suddenly, a giant tentacle emerged from the portal and lunged for Alto Clef. Clef jumped back as the tentacle landed near him.

Fuck! This thing is impossible to kill! And I thought Jack would've ended up with this fucking giant monster.
Clef said as he fired his last round of 9mm ammo into the tentacle, with no or damage seeming to occur to the tentacle.

Noticing Ebba and Elliot in the background, Clef called out to them.
Hey! You two! Can you lend me a hand with killing this monster before it gets through this portal?
Clef shouted, hoping that the two would lend a hand with killing Cthulhu.

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The sound of gunfire brought the attention of a group of small hip-sized bugs each over intervening walls from surrounding areas of the gardens. They blended in quote well with their skin full of active camouflage. However when they saw a portal sprouting tentacles there was a short RF blast as Smudgie and his brothers alerted a threat. The others remained watching on high walls as Smudgie moved in closer being the best at employing their skin densely packed with chromatophores under fast motion. Smudgie's rapt attention ignited small fires around him as he darted to and fro nearby staring intently at the portal.

After a moment Smudgie's high strung and sometimes screamy voice emerged from a RF transceiver on a harness anchored around one shoulder, "A THreat! WE ARE hERe fixing thE GARDens! Who ArE YOU?"

As Smudgie tip-tapped closer he saw the False Matriarch lying there on the ground close to a threat. Eyes dilate wide as a subconscious directive fires in his brain to protect the Matriarchy. Antenna go pin straight as another RF transmission goes out encrypted in their quietus' language organic one-time-pad. ((Protect a False Matriarch! [Image of Ebba] [Location]))

From all directions sounds emerge of large insect-like bodies moving and heavy weapons being loaded. Momentary presences of brownish-red bodies crawling over intervening walls are seen as they surmount them to organize their forces. The sounds of boulders being dropped or tossed aside becomes frequent then stops.

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"Where I am from...Actually, I called it Very Cold Place...It had no name, and I was the only one on it...It was kinda quiet, and very windy and cold..." Ebba replied idly tapping her fingers together.

However her day went scary for her as a portal opened up and a man with three eyes jumped out, using a strange thing in his hands and shot at a tenctacle. She did not run the opposit direction thanks to the influence on her personality, but she was nervous.

Ebba placed her hand over her right arm, the armor soon began to open up revealing a red glow. Soon she pulled out a red great sword."Supinity...please help me out..." She whispered to herself as she got in a surprisingly well maintained stance. Front foot forward, back straight, she did not leave much openings in her stance. "Don't worry sir...I can...help...I think..." She did her best to call out, but it might have well been someone normally speaking.

Of course the mass of sounds all around her seemed to unnerve her more...so noisy and scary...

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Cast from realms beyond Terra came a being of molten flair and resolute direction. They descended rapidly into the gardens, slowing only when they neared the ground to stand. They appeared as some sort of burning angel though the fires of their wings bore no heat and their helmet-clad head cast no judgement on the scene before them. They paid no mind to those who already existed, instead taking but a few steps away and settling down onto the floor on their knees with their head tilted downwards and hands clasped together.

And then they spoke in a voice that boomed and echoed though not so loudly as to harm and not externally either, but in the minds of any who were open to its voice;
"Powers above have tasked me with serving as Adjudicator, to ensure within this city that a fair and even electoral event occurs. As within my rights and power to do so, I will seek within the city those who have the will, want and ability to lead this city as its mayor, and once found they shall enter as candidates."

And then he fell silent, energy gravitating inwards and outwards from the being, spreading far from the gardens and over its many districts as he sought to find those who would wish to be Wing City Mayor.

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Vipteri didnt even flinch as the water suddenly washed over her, all but soaking her dead to the bone and back. As the water receeded Vipteri spit out in a fountain like manner for a moment the water collected in her mouth. Well that was actually, oddly, refreshing,. But she could sense Smudgie standing next to her with a brush.

But when she turned to face her friend and second in command she instead saw something else had caught his eyes. a gem no larger than a common diamond for a ring or crown of pale red and purple that seemed to dance with inner power. Most interesting indeed. "What is that ?" Forgetting, for the moment that she was soaking wet, the feline Princess simply was transfixed on the strange new gemstone

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Smudgie was busily digging at a shiny gem half-buried under the remains of some big woody plant. Long dead now but rotted and burnt from ash freed a gem buried inside. Smudgie tore out bits of broken wood but couldn't get the gem free. Need stronger Laborer!

Smudgie turned to Vipteri, "I foUND A SHINY GEM!"

He then called across the gardens,"JAUNT! Smudgie needs stronG LABORer to TEAR out plaNT STUMP!"

A very large spider-looking Royal Soldier crawled overtop an intervening soaking wet hedge. He bore a massive emplacement bolter on his back given the large reciprocating barrels sticking out. The blade arms flexed as did the two rows of sharp teeth along their outer curve.

"What? What am I even ripping out? Use Quietus!", Said Jaunt's much deeper and businesslike voice at a distance. He was a mercenary after all and the Royal Soldier caste was trained for english niceties.

Smudgie's reply saw Jaunt eye Vipteri closely, "I got falSE MATRIARCH Vipteri approVED BY THe High Matriarch! We are PERMITTED TO SERVE! SHE Does not speak QUIETUS!"

Jaunt's deep speaker tone was an even bemusement, "And none of you ever speak quietly, Smudgie. I assume you intel haven't the focus to inform them what that means."

The large legs tac loudly as Jaunt pivoted to look at her directly, "A pleasure to meet you, False Matriarch Vipteri. We are very obedient to the Matriarchy, False Matriarch, so let us say to avoid asking us that you require 'service' unless you fully understand our natures."

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With a small entourage around her, the second youngest candidate stood her weapons currently not in her arm, which in itself was unusual especially for someone who had grown used to having it attainable. Then again these were circumstances that required words and leadership, not violence and skill. She was dressed in her usual Eastern style garb and though small, stood with poise and extreme confidence. Taking a deep breath she spoke with rare softness but it seemed to carry through the wind, "I apologise for taking so long to make myself known during this season. But, while everyone was attending the riot earlier, I felt it was the wrong time to attend. My name is Talim. I am running as Mayor of this beautiful and blessed city."

Pausing she listened to the wind and felt the crowd following her, "Blessed because no matter how much you are invaded and attacked, or no matter how often you lose someone. The spirit of Wing City Citizens is impossible to ignore. The people, show me something I have never imagined to ever see outside of a community like me. Hope that never wavers despite the harshest of challenges. You are outstanding individuals who stand before me. Yet, it is a time such endurance and rare courage was recognised. I don't speak only for the rich, nor only the Middle class. I speak to those who lost homes and family. Those that are conveniently forgotten. I speak for those society wants to ignore. Every day you all face struggles that while lesser to most, create you, mould you into impressive individuals."

Noting the impression she made, she beamed, "I speak as someone deeply religious and spiritual but I don't make pretences or attempts to convert. I merely wish to use my talents. I led a Temple of the Wind and when I lost it, I almost gave in. But the spirit you of Wing City possess with me showed me otherwise. I realised that evil that had destroyed my home had to be fought tooth and nail. I have duties, but I can no longer ignore pleas of this city. It is admirable how many stand here of many ilks and races. You most likely came out of curiosity but I hope you leave with the knowledge that of all people in Wing City who run. I don't view you as solely voters. I am no zealot. I am not a vast organisation. I am Talim and I would listen to the people. I would foster your development while providing means to lift those up who needed it. All of us live here and stand with hearts on our sleeves at the turmoil this city suffers. It is time for more than platitudes and political speak. The time for that ceased long ago. It is the time the people had the power I will give this and hope to see many of you later." a rapturous applause broke through allowing the young Priest to smile in a polite way.

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Mikael applauded with the rest of the crowd in the beautiful gardens of Wing City. He loved his new home, and he loved the people. He found himself feeling inspired do more with Lady Talim's speech. It was very uplifting, very encouraging to know that someone truly cared for the people, and it wasn't just him that was doing good in this well deserving city. He quickly pulled out his pad of paper and wrote down what he remembered from her speech. He didn't know why he felt the need to do it, but there he was, a tall moose man in the middle of a crowd made up of moderately sized humans. He didn't feel out of place though. The one thing he appreciated more than anything in this city was that he didn't feel alien like he did on his home planet. He was not shunned, he was not bullied for being 7'4, or having large horns, or being clumsy. Everyone was understanding, and he felt at home here more than any other place. He was glad that he found Terra, and Wing City. Had he not, he would have ended up being an outcast his entire life, and he didn't want to waste it like that. He put away his pad of paper and continued to applaud. Lady Talim may have earned his vote, just with those few uplifting words to motivate him to keep working hard, and helping others.

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It was hard to miss General 13-7 as she and her guards entered the gardens. She needed a break from the hustle of the main part of town so she looked a bit annoyed as Talim began her speech. Though as she listened she began to form a respect for this girl. She wasn't like the others and 13-7 could maybe even see a good future for the city with her in power.
When the speech was over she walked up to Talim.

"Quite the speech much better than anything those imperials can pull out thier asses.... Oh, do forgive me General 13-7 Commander of the Terran Liberation Army" she said offering a handshake.

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A large man with wearing armor sat in the garden, looking up. he looked strange, sat strange, and by most he would be the very definition of strange. He sat and ignored the glares of people walking by. He just sat... for days what had seemed to him, but in reality, he had only been there for a hour or two.

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A squad of TLA troopers approached the General " Forgive us for interrupting ma'am but there's a situation in the South Gardens!"

General 13-7 frowned " Well it seems duty calls... it was nice to meet you Talim"

The general then took her leave following her troopers south.

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After the whole fiasco with Flash and those two other girls, the jungle cat needed to relax and once she heard there was a garden, how could she say no? She strolled into the area, tail already flicking with pleasure before finding a nice patch of grass to settle down in.

Clover wasn't worried about her friend, as Flash was still around but on her own little adventure elsewhere in the city.

With a sigh, the feline fell backwards and closed her eyes. "Ahh~"

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Today was a bright day, sun in the sky, money being made by selling dangerious war machines. Life wwas good! These were the thoughts of a particular mercanary in a red uniform and cap. Today, he decided to head to the gardens. Why? Eh...Enough time looking at machines, time to look at something more natural. Maybe even think about some new jobs. And all he had to do is hope no one tried to shoot, stab, use magic or millions of other things people try to kill him.

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The jungle cat's ear twitched as she heard the footsteps of someone approaching. And to make things more unnerving, the person's shadow was rather large.

Clover came here to relax! Not fight some more!

Instincts took over as she darted behind a shrub and watched quietly...

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Clover recognized the man immediantly. It was the man Shiro and Hadriel tried to kill and arrest. With his 5'o clock shadow, red fur uniform and a fancy officers cap. He took a breath of non-metallic air and sighed. "Yep...So far I have not been attacked. This is good...maybe I should go back to that library and return that book after this is done." He nodded

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Clover nearly let out a gasp as she realized who the man was. Now she was actually in potential danger. And worst of all, she was alone. If the man spotted her, it'd be all over. She would be no match against the man's high-tech weapons.

"Where are the others when you need them? Flash, Where are you??" she quietly whispered from behind her hiding spot.

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Elsewhere, a small floating girl squinted her eyes with an armful of muffins thinking with a pursed lip of someplace else she wanted to be.

Earlier she'd poit-ed home but it was just an empty lot now with a square spot of floor where her bedroom used to be. She hovered over the square floor, wailing until midnight, but nobody in the slums would come near the translucent little 'ghost' hovering in mid-air over where her bed used to be. She woke up the next morning having went to sleep hovering sideways in some dusty shack that still stood up. The muffins she'd gotten from the hospital after waking up.

A wet noise came in midair as a small ectoplasmic projection pointed to the gardens. Eileen's arms flailed and she squealed out worry at being so far off the ground displaced upward as she was. The ground, namely a particular Russian, shortly got a not-quite-orbital bombardment by a half-dozen loose muffins.

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Clover used the unexpected distraction to get away, bolting away out of the garden on all fours. It was now or never!

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Russian looked up in the skies as he heard a noise. "What on Terr--" He started until he was silenced by muffins raining down on him. If there was a flying muffin delivery truck...then he really hated whoever was driving that. Muffins...Random muffins?

"Seriously...Muffins? What a day this is." He shrugged.

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Eileen was translucent and stories in the air she could almost feel something in her chest beat harshly while whipping her arms around. Then like standing up in a shallow pond she realized she wasn't falling. It took Eileen a moment to figure out how to... down. She could fly! She stretched her arms out thinking of going up until realizing up didn't seem to work.

"Awwwww," She pouted then remembered, "My muffins!"

Flying straight down a child's voice rapidly approached entirely forgetting brakes, "My Muffiiiiiins!"

In a hard splort of ectoplasm she made small puddle then immediately popped back up into shape head swimming, "Um, owie."

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Clover ran as fast as she could, not looking back once until she was back in Wing City...

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Russian looked at the sound of the voice and after rubbing his eyes to make sure he was not on something, he saw the ghost of some small kid. A ghost?...with Muffins?...Ok he has seen many things like a samurai that can cut tanks to a catgirl with a hammer bashing some entity in the face. But a ghost with muffins? Now that was unheard of. Well...He was just going to relax...nothing creppy about a ghostly child...with muffins...Seriously...was he one something today? He thought as he sat down on a bench.

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The ghost girl looked up at the man to bend up at some indiscernible waistline. She grabbed the few muffins below her and held them close. Her black eyes had more of a slightly dusty spot than a pupil like some black pearl but one could tell where she was looking at.

She looked at him demurely with a voice small and hollow, "Um, sorry mister man. I dropped my muffins on you."

One that had broken open the plastic packaging caught her sight, "Aw I broke one! It'll go bad!"

The translucent girl shifted slowly over to the splattered bit of muffin and started picking the pieces off the ground. They immediately went into her mouth and one could see the dark bits floating slowly inward where a stomach ought to be. Mother always said waste not want not! The muffin parts slowly started to vanish inside her and Eileen looked down to watch for a moment poking her tummy.