Above and Under the Island

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The battle raged on above Fandom, fighters and ships whistling through the air-- and through space. The bigger ships had canons that thundered. Most of the time, their aim ran true.

But not always.

One colossal volley broke atmosphere, pierced the sky, and came down hard on Ingvar's shore, scorching trees and sending dolls scattering around like ash. It caused a thunderous noise, an unearthly crash... and the quiet, shrill ring of a mother's siren, pulsing deep underneath the earth, where no one could see.

That was all.

Until Fandom itself started to rumble, the earth trembling and tearing off underneath it. One moment, it was sitting snuggly in its usual bay - the next, it was tearing itself free from it, pulling up into the sky... and up. And even further up.

Well. That was certainly something.

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Fandom High School, Offices

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Nothing so useful as a shrill mommy-siren hit the actual school. Instead, a screen flickered on in Fandom's security office, completely of its own accord. It pulsed with a series of images, jumping from one to the other after a few seconds, before cycling back to the first.

It was not terribly intelligible. In fact, it was barely legible. In as far as it was comprehensible at all, it went, more or less, like this:











...before shoving a map, stolen from the former Mayor Summers's offices, documenting various routes through the upper dungeons underneath Fandom itself, smack-dab in the viewer's face.

And back again.

It certainly meant... something.

[[ for one, then another. ]]

Underneath Fandom

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The hallways underneath Fandom proper had always been something of a maze, but the map the island had provided itself was uncannily accurate. They twisted and turned, moving deeper and deeper into the clump of earth that still clung to the town above. It got narrow. It wasn't fun.

Until suddenly, it split right open into a gigantic control room, providing several consoles with controls that might be familiar to anyone who'd flown a spaceship before.

All the lights were coming online at once.

Piloting The Ship

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The controls of the Good Ship Fandom work like a dream, but that's not going to help much if it gets hit in outer space. It's up to you, dear pilots, to steer it safely - and to take out a few of these gorram Brood ships while you're at it.

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Fandom needs to spend less time on Tumblr.