Friday Meme Light: Cause It's A Bittersweet Victory (Ten Years Later Thread)

[thewunderkind]

The clock continues to turn on the ship.

The last years have been of turbulence, surprises and great fights, but eventually, five years ago, the Ohm were defeated and slowly, peace was restored to the entire multiverse. The crisis was averted! Congratulations!

...However rebuilding universes takes time. Energy. Power. It still might be years off before you'll get to go home, and Stacy is truly saddened about that. Call it catch 22 if you will, but at least the life on the ship is a lot more peaceful now. The farms have grown, and now there's enough in-house grown food to feed everyone who doesn't feel like eating slop or eating slop in the sensoriums every day. That's a small comfort, right? Oh sure, there's still the surprise or two on it, but now there's slowly more places to stop, and Stacy has been a lot more lenient about people getting their shots...

As they sometimes say, life will find a way to flourish, anywhere it can. My, there's a lot more bellies around the ship than before...

And maybe. One day. Far off future. You'll get to go home. But that's not now.

Ten years is a lot of time for people to grow, personalities to change and emotions to emerge. How have your characters turned out of it?

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[thewunderkind]

Time changed a lot of things in a Wunderkind. Physically, she was nearing her thirties, only ten more years before the average Black Hole civilian died. She hadn't done that either. Her life was pretty short, and after which, there's be an eternity to enjoy what came after. Or maybe she was just teasing. It was hard to tell sometimes. Lash had become more calm than before, sometimes standing there for more than a few minutes in quiet thought. Had the peacetime changed her? Not that much, truthfully. This place was a bit too calm, to her great chagrin.

You see, once war was over, Lash found herself a lot more bored. Oh sure, she had her Overlord, she had her friends, but born and raised to be an inventing tool of war, peacetime was...well...what's an inventor to do? Go crazy? Oh wait she already was...

She still practiced in the sensoriums every day, it kept her mind fresh. Stacy's weapon systems had never been this powerful, as she constantly continued to upgrade them with a "just in case" and the "you never know!" excuses. Apart from that she'd invent. Inventing kept her occupied. Not that she didn't take time off (she took a lot of time off) but you know, that car you liked? Come back the next day and she might have given it a few boosts. A few options.

Owning the store over the years, as their stock continued to change, Lash wasn't even sure anyone who owed her a favor and who didn't. She just, in the end, decided to use this as a perfect excuse to tamper with everyone's vehicles, homes and gadgets and that they couldn't get back to her. Much.

Kids loved her for it. Parents tried to tell them not to go visit too often, but it was hard to resist someone who'd let you play with dangerous things and promised not to tell your parents if they helped out with your experiments.

And then there was that teasing look. She'd never grown out of it. Actually, she'd probably gotten influenced so much it had become worse. Woops.