yes, I’m a huge fan of Dr. Nowhere, how could you tell?

Where Mr. Wax comes from, Objects (not “objects”, Objects!) don’t get to reveal themselves to humans pretty much. It’s in their nature as a species to “play dead” until they go away.

But with effort, some base instincts can be overcome. Mr. Wax and his disciples have had decades to learn.

Take one night, for instance, when a strange man broke into the abandoned residence Mr. Wax and his disciples had taken refuge in.

The man walked into a comparably spacious room, scanned for any people there, and upon walking in, was tripped by something!

As he lay prone to the ground, he felt someone’s shoe push his head against the floor.

Mr. Wax asked the man why he was here.

The man said he by himself, and was just gonna tag the place and leave, nothing else! Mr. Wax turned his gaze to the spray paint cans by his person.

Mr. Wax hoped the man had been telling the truth about being alone, as what he would do next would warrant no real consequences if he had told the truth.

Mr. Wax let out a shrill whistle, and the man saw a strange sight:

Clutter sparked around the room suddenly sprouted limbs and faces. the Objects grabbed improvised weapons from the piles of clutter and made their way towards the man.

To be an Object is to be a slave. A being placed in the position of inferiority and subjugation to a race of unknowing and cowardly tyrants.

Almost all Objects have at least a smudge of hatred for these so-called ”superior” beings of damp flesh and fragile bone, but rarely do they get to express it.

That night was one such night…

One wonderful night.

>Gur cheirlbe fnlf gb xrrc gur pnzcref ybpxrq hc fb gurl jba'g uheg gurzfryirf. V gbyq uvz gung V jbhyqa'g qb vg. V gbyq uvz V qba'g rira xabj jul bar jbhyq gnxr n tebhc bs puvyqera gb n arj qvzrafvba jvgubhg cebgrpgvba sebz gur hafgnoyr zrgnculfvpf. Ur gbyq zr gb yrnir naq fheirl sbe arneol vagehqref.

>

>Jura V pnzr onpx, ur nyernql ybpxrq gurz nyy vafvqr.

>

>Jul vf ur qbvat guvf?

Gur cheirlbe fnlf gur xvaxf jrera'g svyyrq bhg fb jr'er fghpx yvxr guvf, ohg ur fnlf uvf grnz vf jbexvat qvyvtragyl gb svk vg, va gur zrnagvzr V unir gb-

ZHGNGVBA VF ORYVRIRQ GB UNIR ERNPURQ SVANY CUNFR. QVFFNCBVAGVAT.

>Ep zpv fwfs gffm tjdl bu xibu zpv’sf epjoh?

>[SFTQPOTF SFEBDUFE]

>Hppe, mfu’t bmm lffq ju uibu xbz.

Puvyqera unir rire zrg gur obbtrlzna orsber?

Cyrnfr gryy zr lbh unira'g sbe lbh'er zhpu gbb tbbq V'z fher.

Puvyqera unir lbh rire-

UHFU

UHFU

HUSH

Gur cheirlbe fnlf abg gb jbeel vs V sbetrg jub V nz.

"Cyrnfr gehfg zr, zl grnz jvyy uheel gb znxr fher lbh'er jubyr ntnva!"

oh btw this is set in a separate canon from season 1.

She is arrived!

(btw this is the pre-Yoylite One, so she has no powers.)

(btw the courtyard is literally in the middle of the academy, and its surrounded on all four sides by the building, so there’s no chance of escape, and the roof surrounding the courtyard is armed, so you can’t escape from that either.)

A soldier appears in a random room of the academy:

”What-where the F7+K AM I?!?!”

Her nose begins to bleed.

btw that stain at her foot is actually her shadow. She’s levitating a bit to subtly show off a bit.

(DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVENT BEEN INVITED! DO NOT RESPOND IF YOURE NOT INVITED! we wouldn’t want to spoil a surprise now, would we?)

”Ah, doctor, you’re here. This… is where I’ll be setting up my true base of operations. One, because it’s more secluded, and two, in case House MD steals MY OFFICE, I can still set up shop somewhere.

”You are not to tell ANYBODY about this place or our alliance, if you do, then the both of us will be put in… unfavorable positions.

”You are not to display ANY positive opinions of me in public, this is so people won’t assume we would work together.

”We both will follow the rules of MY mission, I doubt you’re incompetent or anything, but you might not have enough forethought as I do.

“As for our goal, we are to find one superpowered student at this school that we can easily abduct, restrain, and confine here, and nobody must know this.

”We MUST NOT KILL THEM. If we kill someone, we will be found, and killed ourselves. Speaking of which, we must make it look like the student is still alive. Maybe plant their belongings by the perimeter so it looks like they escaped.

”When we have the student, we will use ALL MEANS NECESSARY to learn how their powers work. This is where you come in. I can tell you have the devotion needed to join me in my work, no matter how unpleasant it is.

”That should be about everything, make yourself at home here.”

>!And Nurse Casey left the room.!<