internet, meet [insert title of glam's webseries]

[mxglam]

To Glam's continued delight, more kissing sessions happen on the following days (when they're feeling like a boy). They haven't met her parents as her official boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever yet, and don't mind it too much.

News about Purity's escape surprises exactly no one, but the Protectorate's reputation suffers a blow because of the attack; after all, the heroes were beaten on their home turf. The PHO forums are abuzz, though rumors of Glam's death at the hands of Hookwolf (probably started by same) prove largely unfounded.

And Glam really should get to their webisodes and start building a steadier rep. And that's (one of the reasons) why they're in Lorica's workshop a few days later.

"So what should I do? I haven't posted anything since Purity, should probably make this more of a habit."

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[thinkering]

"Notorious isn't, because it means you're famously bad, but notoriety doesn't have that connotation."

[mxglam]

"If you say so."

[thinkering]

"If you don't believe me look it up!"

[mxglam]

"'Course I do. Anyway, not about to go chasing after them, even if they are down a member. Maybe wait until they're down to seven, or even six."

[thinkering]

"I don't recommend it. I mean, I don't know how Jack's survived this long, his power is having knives, but that doesn't mean that if you kill him the Siberian won't hunt you down."

[mxglam]

"...right. Her."

[thinkering]

"Right, her. I mean, I'm tempted to assassinate Jack and anyone else relatively easily assassinated anonymously by drone, turn in footage to the Protectorate so I can collect the bounty, etcetera, but it's no good for you if nobody knows it was you."

[mxglam]

"Mmhm. And I mean, if Jack really is the linchpin of that group I'm not quite sure I want to see what happens to the others when he's removed. Even if the Siberian doesn't come after me, she, like the Endbringers, could reasonably cause much more damage than she actually does."

[thinkering]

"Yeah, that's one of the reasons I haven't done it yet."

[mxglam]

"We really do need to figure out a way to stop her. I wonder if throwing her into the Sun would work."

[thinkering]

"Throwing her how?"

[mxglam]

They shrug. "Dunno. That really is a very broken power."

[thinkering]

"And there is a point at which you have to ask 'at what cost to the Sun'..."

[mxglam]

"Yes. Also that."

[thinkering]

"Although just getting her into space would do the important part, namely keeping her away from everybody."

[mxglam]

"Mmhm." Pause. "I wonder if I could conjure a copy with her power."

[thinkering]

"Uh. Wow."

[mxglam]

"That. That would be. A pretty good thing to do, actually. If it were possible. I... did manage to create a copy that mimics a Breaker power of turning into a super-hard statue."

[thinkering]

"Okay, so - try it."

[mxglam]

A Glam-copy appears. It has stripes.

"...what should we test it on?"

[thinkering]

"...Good question. I don't have anything around I would like annihilated. Maybe have it beat up some other copies so you're in the right frame of mind and then take it out to the boat graveyard."

[mxglam]

"The... kind of beat up that distinguishes the Siberian from other Brutes or Breakers tends to be the more gruesome kind."

[thinkering]

"I don't mind if you get imaginary blood on the floor, I can clean it up by glaring at it."

[mxglam]

A new copy appears! This one does not have stripes. It extends an arm forward towards the Siberian copy, who in turn encircles its wrist with its index finger and thumb.

"I'm so glad you're not sentient," says Glam right before the Siberian copy pinches the other copy's hand off.

[thinkering]

"Like butter," Lorica pronounces, glaring the blood out of existence.