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    “I’ve been lookin’ for you everywhere!” Soap said as he sat down, “For someone your size—you’re stealthier than a ghost .”

    “Ha…” Konig chuckled awkwardly, not quite making eye contact. He didn’t say ‘well, i’ve been trying to avoid you but for someone your size you’re everywhere!’

    *Edits and changes may be applied, and no, I did not re-read entirely; apologies in advance.*

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    29 Jul 2026

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    Frivolous
    /ˈfrɪvələs/
    (Adj.)
    Not having any serious purpose or value (Something of little importance.)

    König is the definition of frivolous. He doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things. He's just a tool to be used for other people's gain. One that ends up being tossed away once the job is done. Forgotten. And he’s fine with that—fine with being nothing more than the dirt people walk upon, trudging through life alone, constantly looking over his shoulder, keeping everyone at a distance, and doing whatever it takes to survive.

    Everything’s as it should be, until he gets loaned to 141.

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    29 Jul 2026

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    You'd been rogue your whole life, the closest you ever had to a pack being your fellow captives in the omega trafficking ring you grew up in. Allowed to join the military despite the restriction on omegas in combat roles, you stuck to solo ops, keeping to yourself as you'd always done, despite the higher ups' constant 'suggestions' that you be put onto a team so you'd have an alpha watching over you.

    You'd never folded. Pack life wasn't for you.

    Until the suggestion became an order.

    The O.M.S.P - or Omega Military Support Program - had been created two years ago to ease stress for alpha dominant packs on military bases, and a certain team had fallen out with every civilian omega that had been sent their way.

    So now they were sending you.

     

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    26 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 29

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    "Three juggernaut soldiers inbound. Two coming through the back, one through the front.”

    The footsteps get louder, coming in from all sides. But despite the severity of their situation, König isn't worried. This is because the footsteps of their impending doom aren't the only thing getting louder.

    The rapid beeping has gotten loud enough that for a few slow moments, it's all he can hear. That beeping ringing through him, aligning with his heartbeat. His eyes close and he listens to that beeping, until it clicks in his head what’s about to happen.

    Not enough time, eh?

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    König makes impulsive decisions and the 141 falls for ‘em teary eyes.

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    24 Jul 2026

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    When Desmond wakes up and sees he’s got eight legs instead of the usual two, his first thought is: huh. His second thought is: huh, again, but with more feeling. Then he has no more thoughts for a good long while as his stomach crawls up his throat and he becomes aware of the excruciating agony in every part of his body.

    (What's a (spider)man to do in Faerûn except make the most of his second life?)

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    19 Jul 2026