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[First rewind:]

[Daisy has just come back from her morning jog/getting breakfast to bring back home because she's too lazy to cook. Unable to shake this weird feeling that she's had ever since she's woken up, Daisy gets on the network to see if this has happened to anyone else. She remembers the sound of the warnings going off so clearly.]

Okay. I know weird things happening around here isn't that unusual, but I had the weirdest dream before that I can't shake. Did anyone else have a dream where a missile hit Heropa? Because it feels so vivid and everything I've done so far today feels like deja vu.

[Second rewind:]
[Daisy looks a lot less put together than yesterday, and this time she isn't in her sports attire. ]

Okay this is definitely not some dream. What the hell is happening? Does anyone have any information on this missile? I'm trying to find its location, but unsurprisingly, nothing. Not yet anyway. Clearly it's targeting something or someone here in Heropa. Does anyone else remember getting hurt, or worse, and waking up healed again like nothings happened?

[Because she can still remember the bright flash, and pain, and then nothing. So sleep clearly isn't going to be a thing again tonight.]

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Now that I think about it, I might have had the same dream. [A pause.] Nobody here has a power to create dreams, do they?

Honestly? I wouldn't be surprised if there was. We have pretty much every possible power here.

[Something didn't seem right about that being the possible answer to this though.]

What would they get with something like this though?

That's a good point. What would they gain from it?

[It's making Laurel consider other reasons why this was happening.]

Maybe it isn't deja vu. We could have gone through this day before. Like a time loop or something.

Maybe. I mean, it's possible. Especially here.

[She's never dealt with a time loop before and doesn't even know where to start with something like this.]

Have you ever gone through a time loop before?

I haven't, but I do come from a world where time travel is possible.

[It didn't seem like much of a stretch for a time loop to happen.]

What about you?

I mean, it probably is. I haven't experienced it yet. Honestly not sure if I would ever want to.

[~~Spoiler alert: She does.~~]

Yeah, I'm not so keen to experience it either. [Like ever.] Has anyone else suggested what it might be?

I don't think anyone actually has a solid answer. It's all just guesses and theories at this point.

Maybe we'll find out eventually. I just hope that it doesn't take too long.

[And they scoff at Overkill's fixation on supervillains. HA!]

Better question: is there anything that is changing. This is probably just a distraction.

It's possible, but, both times it's ended the same way. Which makes me think someone might be testing us. See if we can figure out this messed up puzzle.

Someone. [He hates/likes the sound of that. Someone, finally, to blame. Right. He's onboard.]

Right. What we got so far is someone with some sort of fucking time warp machine.

[It's a question but...not really. Overkill doesn't ask for help. Or ask, period.]

I heard a voice. When I was waking up. The first time I thought it was just from the 'dream', but now I'm not so sure. I don't recognize it though. Did you hear it too?

[Time warp machine...]

The porter might have something to do with this. Doesn't explain why Heropa is getting nuked though.

Yeah, I heard it.

[Apparently yelling at a missile didn't fix it. Goddammit.

Also, don't judge: his main nemesis is a guy who flies around in a giant capital T. ]

Hm. Who's in Heropa they might be going after? [OTHER than Overkill, of course. Suspicious that he just arrives and bam, this happens. Very, very suspicious. ]

That's a pretty broad thing to search for. Everyone has enemies.

[Her included.]

Finding where the bomb is aimed for is the first step to figuring out who this is for, or what it's for.

I'm Daisy by the way.

Yeah, but how many people have enemies that call for a city-destroying missile.

[Come on, that should narrow it down, at least a little.]

Right. We need to track it. I'll get on that.

[What's the point of cybernetic eyes if you don't abuse their abilities now and then?]

That's a terrible code name. [Come on. Daisy? Really? Not even 'Daisycutter'? ]

[Well he wasn't wrong, but even now she can't think of anyone off the top of her head.]

Guess I'll be sifting through a lot of the network and majority reports.

[She's already starting to do that since her laptop was right next to her, when he comments on her 'code name'. Pausing in her typing, Daisy looks over to the screen again.]

It's not a code name. It's my name.

[Daisy? As a code name? Come on. Biting the inside of her cheek, Daisy looks back to her computer screen again.]

I'm guessing you usually go by an alias?

Good. Sounds boring. [Meaning that sifting through network reports is her job. He'll do something more interesting, and likely more violent.]

I'm my own alias. [Yeah, that sounds badass. But also...] Only one person calls me something else and she's.

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Evil.

Really? Because it seems like my idea of a fun time.

[She's mostly being sarcastic. Although if it ends up leading them somewhere, well, it would be worth it then.]

Evil because she's actually evil, or because whatever nickname she's given you gets to you?

You sound like Dangerboat.

[Who also liked doing boring computer stuff, but at least Dangerboat WAS a boring computer so that at least made sense.]

Supervillain evil. Has her own henchmen evil.

Dangerboat.

[Seriously? That was seriously an alias someone had actually come up with?]

Really? And is she here? Or are you lucky enough to have avoided her making the journey here too?

Look. I don't pick the codenames. Sometimes they work. [Like Overkill.] Sometimes they're...Dangerboat.

If she's not here, you're the ones who are lucky.

[She's EVIL.]

Yeah I'm sure. She could be giving us bad nicknames too.

[Back onto the more important topic.]

How do you plan on tracking this thing?

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