“I’ve spent my life as Mark McNeil, imagine if I just walked up to you and said ‘hey you’re Bob Scott now’ how would you feel?” Mark-345 asked “I have every memory and all the knowledge it’s just…”
"To be honest Mark, I do know. I’ve spent most of my life as O2 I can’t really remember my own name. Besides isn’t this a better way than needlessly fighting over the right to be the fabled ‘one true mark’. I know its hard but it’ll be way harder if you remain slaves to your past life. Its a vicious cycle which only you can break… "
Meanwhile at the Docks of New Evo, OFT stands waiting as a small ship heads ever closer. As the ship arrives and the men "My clock needs repairing, I trust you men are here to escort me to the repairman " the men nod. OFT smiles “Brilliant, lets get going Time waits for no man” he says stepping onto the ship, which makes its return to the Submarine.
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Later, the plague doctor cultist awoke with a start. He found himself tied to a chair in a blank room, sitting next to another cultist in the same predicament. The tranquilizer was still in his system, and so the plague doctor still felt a little woozy, not fully with reality.
“showtime.” Pierce said to the mule as he watched through a one-way mirror.
“What?” Sadie turned around, looking st the strange man “gamemaster?”
“I’ll give you gentlemen a moment to consider what we’ve just discussed. However, in the meantime I think I saw a group of heroes come through here any chance you could point me in their direction?” asks O2 with a hint of trepidation.
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“oh, you don’t remember me? It’s been so long, but a shapeshifter hired to kill you isn’t that forgettable I’d wager.”
“Shapeshifter?” Sadie prepared to defend herself, trying to stay calm.
"forgotten me already? It’s only been 40 years.’
I don’t know what you want but please; just leave me alone." She told him, not wanting to fight.
It made an expression, hurt at being forgotten, before quickly regaining it’s composure, “no I’m afraid I can’t do that, I’m under contract to bring you to the plague doctor. Now you can either come easily, or with a fight.”
“Alright, we can do this the east way, the hard way, the harder way or the hardest way!” Oliver smirks
The marks started arguing about how they were heroes
Whilst the Marks bicker, O2 slowly attempts to leave the crowd of argumentative clones.
“Where are you going?” Mark-84 asks
“That depends… what does it look like?” replies O2.
“You have to describe it at least!” Mark-32 sighs
“I’m leaving? as you deliberate which of you is the most heroic?”
“I don’t know what you wAnt from me but I’m not a threat anymore. Please just leave.” Sadie begged.
He snapped his fingers at Parvus appeared, Leviathan’s blade an inch from her throat, “don’t moment hurt you. It’s bad for my reputation.” He said calmly
Sadie looked around, waiting for her chance to escape into the shadows.
“that was easier than expected, Parvus take her to the doctor, I have other business to attend to.”
She nods and tries to grab Sadie