u/LuochaApocalypse

Day 2 of Larping and definitely not spying in Genshin Agenda sub

What kind of agenda and slander do you guys look up to?

Holy shit .... Sonion I'm larping Genshin so damn hard....

Quite new here and would like to know if I can continue making Shit Agenda here. Don't mind the username, I'm definitely not a spy from HSR

You may or may not know me, but I've been on this sub and Discord since day one, and I would say it's really fun talking with everyone or just messing with people in general. I will be retiring from the main story and lore of the sub after completing a large server-wide roleplay session I have taken part in.

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As for why I am doing this? I don't feel like I contribute enough to the story. I'd rather prefer to keep making memes and slander for the sub. Then there is also the character I roleplay as, Luocha. He currently does not have enough material or lore in the game HSR to work with, so until he gets more lore as well as a proper story I will not be joining the main story here as well.

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Shitposting, Slandering, and memeing for the win!!!

If you have any slander ideas or meme requests do tell me.

For the crimes committed against various people, which including but not limited to betrayal to his previous masters, I will FIND Tivey along with others who wish to do the same and deliver the appropriate punishment.

((for reddit auto-moderation this is a fictional post not related to any existing or living purpose. Driven purely for story narrative))

u/CapesCape001 This is for you GOATpawn, now tell GodEchidna to come back to me

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In a classified location deep within Gusteko

The ambient hum of the facility did little to mask the absolute, crushing silence of the snowy wastes outside. Deep beneath the permafrost of the blinding Gustekan plains, the laboratory operated with cold, sterile precision.

Inside the primary observation theater, Luocha stood with his hands tightly clasped behind his back, staring through the reinforced glass. Below him, in the brightly lit containment cell, Subject 042—a boy no older than seven—sat motionless on a steel cot.

The pneumatic door hissed open, and [XXXXXX], walked in, tossing a crumpled copy of the Lugunican Gazette onto the steel console. The bold headline was immediately visible:

THE LUGUNICA GAZETTE

> AUTHORITIES CONFIRM MASS EVACUATION; ORPHANS SAFELY RELOCATED TO SANCTUARY

> Following devastation of Lugunica, over four hundred unaccompanied minors have been successfully evacuated. Officials confirm these children have been integrated into state-of-the-art sanctuary in the fertile Mathers Domain, where they are receiving comprehensive medical attention and education away from the trauma of the front lines.

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"The Six Tongues spun the asset acquisition perfectly," [XXXXXX] remarked, pulling up the child's vitals on a monitor. "The public genuinely believes these orphans are in a sunlit valley somewhere."

"A necessary narrative," Luocha replied, his voice entirely devoid of emotion. "The chaos of the ruined Lugunica provided the perfect statistical noise to mask their relocation. If we didn't harvest them from the ruins, they would have succumbed to starvation and injuries anyway. Here, their expendable biology serves a quantifiable purpose."

"And if independent well wishers track the transport vectors this far north?"

"The contingency cover story is already prepared," Luocha said smoothly. "We leak a rumor that Witchcult ambushed the transport near the sanctuary, and the orphans were moved to a different location temporarily. Fear of the Cult ensures no one investigates further."

[XXXXXX] nodded, turning his attention to the terminal. "Subject 039’s cellular structure failed to handle the >![REDACTED]!< yesterday. The >![REDACTED]!< tore itself apart during the high-frequency exposure. A total loss."

"Record the point of failure and adjust the baseline for the next batch," Luocha instructed indifferently. "Traditional gene-splicing is too slow. If we are to successfully elevate human biology into a >![REDACTED]!< state—shaping an entity that transcends >![REDACTED]!< yet remains entirely under our command—the mortality rate will naturally be steep. We must push these subjects to their absolute breaking point to force >![REDACTED]!<."

He glanced toward the glass, looking at Subject 042 as if examining a piece of glassware.

"Commence Phase One on this one. Introduce the synthetic catalyst into the >![REDACTED]!<."

[XXXXXX] engaged the logging, the scribbling of pen chimes across the room.

> Commencing Recording. Project Renaissance. Experiment Log Number One.

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Without a hint of hesitation, the researcher gave the signal to once again begin the experiment. As the experiments began, both men watched the monitors with detached, mathematical focus as the integration sequence began.

"GodEchidna.....I will get you back, no matter the cost" Luocha whispered to himself

((To Reddit's Auto-moderators, this post is a piece of fiction that doesn't correlate or reference any living person, Meant purely for the purpose of story narrative and entertainment))