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the-scientist-7 · 5 months

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Scientist arrived to Helios…but something felt different. It felt…familiar. He…was here before…this is where he was looped.

“No…no no no! This can’t be happening! I can’t be back here! Not after everything I did to escape!”

He fell to his knees, almost taking off his helmet- although he wouldn’t…he doesn’t want to go through any of that again.

“…Jones…that bastard…what the hell did he do?”

#fortnite #the seven #fortnitetheseven #the scientist #fortnite the scientist #zeropoint #fortnite chapter 5 #fortnite chapter 5 season 1 #looper scientist #looper #looped

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Scientist, in what he sees as the present- but what Jones, Slone, and the loopers see as the past, stepped out of his pod in the meteor. Something felt different, but he didn’t care. He had to get to work before they could stop him. About to fly down, he noticed several things wrong. The zero point was exposed but not cracked, the cube island was floating above it, dusty divot is still a crater, there’s already a rocket, the castle is gone but there’s no volcano…so many things were different.

“Something’s not right. What’s going on? Who…who built that rocket?”

Flying down to the warehouse where the rocket was being built, he landed inside, seeing Jones…and immediately aiming at him with his suit’s own blaster gauntlets.

“What the hell are you doing here!? Explain yourself before I kill you!”

“Wait- I can explain- just calm down…”

“Yeah, like hell i’m gonna lower my guard around you, bastard. You probably have your little IO buddies around here waiting to shoot. Now give me a reason I shouldn’t kill you right now.”

#fortnite #the seven #fortnitetheseven #the scientist #zeropoint #fortnite the scientist #imagined order #fortnite battle royale #fortnite season og #fortnite the loop #fortnite the seven

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He kept running- until he ran into her- quite literally. He’d step back and held his head once he realized he hit someone- and once he realized who, he’d talk.

“Oh crap…you’re here too? What the hell’s going on…where are we? Are you okay?”

19 minutes…

He’d hold out his hand to help her up (assuming she fell when he ran into her.)

“I…I don’t know where we are…I just know we need to find a way out of here. Something’s not right about this place…I can try to help figure things out…but I can’t really make promises…considering I just…showed up here.”

17 minutes…

He’d pace back and forth, hands on his head as he tried to think about what was going on. He didn’t know what happened, or where they were, but this whole situation felt terrible.

Not the first to be looped…but the first to escape.

(Tiny italic text is him thinking words)

It was just another day. Jack was on his motorcycle, driving around. Once again taking a quick stop, he was about to take off his helmet, when suddenly he was rifted away, taken to reality zero, taken to the loop. Unbeknownst to him, his helmet had luckily provided him temporary protection from the loop’s effects…but it wouldn’t last too long. He ran, unaware that he was now in an endless cycle of slaughter. He had no idea where he was, but he had to figure that out later. He was looking, hoping to see a familiar face. Anyone who could potentially help him get through this.

“Gotta find someone who can help me figure out where I am. Then, I gotta figure out a way back home…”

“HELLO!? ANYONE!?”

20 minutes…

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Not the first to be looped…but the first to escape.

(Tiny italic text is him thinking words)

It was just another day. Jack was on his motorcycle, driving around. Once again taking a quick stop, he was about to take off his helmet, when suddenly he was rifted away, taken to reality zero, taken to the loop. Unbeknownst to him, his helmet had luckily provided him temporary protection from the loop’s effects…but it wouldn’t last too long. He ran, unaware that he was now in an endless cycle of slaughter. He had no idea where he was, but he had to figure that out later. He was looking, hoping to see a familiar face. Anyone who could potentially help him get through this.

“Gotta find someone who can help me figure out where I am. Then, I gotta figure out a way back home…”

“HELLO!? ANYONE!?”

20 minutes…

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the-scientist-7 · 5 months

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If you want to roleplay more, which I do cause our rps have been really fun, and I would love to write with you more, my discord is thefinestwarrior. It's not surprising, I know, haha. But hmu <3 your traitorous teammate, Paradigm.

P.S. Jones is messing with time and has built a rocket at Dusty again. You might wanna stop him.

“…JONES YOU SON OF A-”

#fortnite #the seven #fortnitetheseven #the scientist #the paradigm #fortnite the scientist #fortnite the paradigm #fortnite battle royale #Fortnite OG #fortnite flashback

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“…Conveniently, I’ve been thinking up plans for a mech. Couldn’t really get any set in stone- although I did make some miniature robots of some of my designs. Aside from that, yeah, I can help.”

He said, taking another drink from his beer, and thinking for a moment.

“Heck, I think some of the calculations I had to run for the lab were tied to robotics and mech related stuff. I could probably go grab some of those…i’d have to be quick though, since my hours are technically over- and i’d have to wipe the fact I even went into the labs off the records…”

Ah, scientist- I mean Jack/Joel…always thinking about saying things at the most awkward times. Such as thinking about complimenting her. This fool.

The day they met…

(OOC Note: if quote text is italic and bold, it’s present day scientist talking. Also- I will leave this open for reblogs I guess, as it’s starting from only scientist’s POV, they won’t meet until after the first reblog I or someone else does. Dunno how long after though.)

“Man…I can remember it like it was yesterday…”

A younger scientist- currently known Jack/Joel (both are part of his name), was speeding around on a motorcycle (imagine the FN rogue bike combined with a regular motorcycle and you have the general look), blasting old rock music as he drove. He was delivering pizzas and papers, and was on his way to the last stop, the local pilot academy/laboratory, when he decided to take a quick stop- mostly to refuel. Once he parked to refuel, he took his helmet off as he got off the bike- which somewhat resembled his helmet for his armor he has now.

“Alright…just gonna grab a quick snack from the store and continue. Don’t wanna be late for this delivery, considering i’ll be scolded, and then late for that thing I had scheduled with my friends…”

Heading inside the refuel station (sci-fi fuel thing where gasoline isn’t used anymore), he’d head up to the counter, paying for both a snack bar he grabbed, as well as to refuel his bike. Once that was taken care of, and his bike was refueled, he was back on his way. While heading towards the last delivery stop, he sang along to the song he was listening to while driving.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black…no colors anymore, I want them to turn black…I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes! I have to turn my head- until my darkness goes!”

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Taking the bottle of beer that was handed to him , he’d stare at the flyer out of interest as he opened and took a drink from the bottle. I mean, multiversal travel? Sounded interesting…especially for a scientist.

“Huh…sure as hell’s intriguing. I mean, given what they do, i’m surprised they need a scientist. And with the ideas I already have in my head…hm…I mean- not to mention this is…oddly specific.”

He said, bringing his hand to his chin as he thought a moment. It felt…too convenient that both a pilot and scientist were needed.

“Not to mention this is the first i’m hearing of either group…although I guess that can be explained by me not doing too much. I feel like I should look into these groups before I make a decision like this…”

He said, taking another sip from his drink as he thought about the situation at hand.

The day they met…

(OOC Note: if quote text is italic and bold, it’s present day scientist talking. Also- I will leave this open for reblogs I guess, as it’s starting from only scientist’s POV, they won’t meet until after the first reblog I or someone else does. Dunno how long after though.)

“Man…I can remember it like it was yesterday…”

A younger scientist- currently known Jack/Joel (both are part of his name), was speeding around on a motorcycle (imagine the FN rogue bike combined with a regular motorcycle and you have the general look), blasting old rock music as he drove. He was delivering pizzas and papers, and was on his way to the last stop, the local pilot academy/laboratory, when he decided to take a quick stop- mostly to refuel. Once he parked to refuel, he took his helmet off as he got off the bike- which somewhat resembled his helmet for his armor he has now.

“Alright…just gonna grab a quick snack from the store and continue. Don’t wanna be late for this delivery, considering i’ll be scolded, and then late for that thing I had scheduled with my friends…”

Heading inside the refuel station (sci-fi fuel thing where gasoline isn’t used anymore), he’d head up to the counter, paying for both a snack bar he grabbed, as well as to refuel his bike. Once that was taken care of, and his bike was refueled, he was back on his way. While heading towards the last delivery stop, he sang along to the song he was listening to while driving.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black…no colors anymore, I want them to turn black…I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes! I have to turn my head- until my darkness goes!”

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the-scientist-7 · 5 months

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“It’s been going good, got my own projects outside of work- and don’t worry about the mess. I may not be too social, but with the friends I do have…things tend to get out of hand really quick. I’m still figuring out how they managed to get a pizza stuck to the ceiling…”

He chuckled a bit as he remembered the day.

“So uh…how’s your pilot stuff going?”

He would ask, not really knowing what else to say at this point.

The day they met…

(OOC Note: if quote text is italic and bold, it’s present day scientist talking. Also- I will leave this open for reblogs I guess, as it’s starting from only scientist’s POV, they won’t meet until after the first reblog I or someone else does. Dunno how long after though.)

“Man…I can remember it like it was yesterday…”

A younger scientist- currently known Jack/Joel (both are part of his name), was speeding around on a motorcycle (imagine the FN rogue bike combined with a regular motorcycle and you have the general look), blasting old rock music as he drove. He was delivering pizzas and papers, and was on his way to the last stop, the local pilot academy/laboratory, when he decided to take a quick stop- mostly to refuel. Once he parked to refuel, he took his helmet off as he got off the bike- which somewhat resembled his helmet for his armor he has now.

“Alright…just gonna grab a quick snack from the store and continue. Don’t wanna be late for this delivery, considering i’ll be scolded, and then late for that thing I had scheduled with my friends…”

Heading inside the refuel station (sci-fi fuel thing where gasoline isn’t used anymore), he’d head up to the counter, paying for both a snack bar he grabbed, as well as to refuel his bike. Once that was taken care of, and his bike was refueled, he was back on his way. While heading towards the last delivery stop, he sang along to the song he was listening to while driving.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black…no colors anymore, I want them to turn black…I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes! I have to turn my head- until my darkness goes!”

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the-scientist-7 · 5 months

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“Hey…I didn’t really have much time to prepare. Got dragged into a bunch of stuff at the lab. So…uh……” he paused. “…Actually, I…I can’t think of anything to say.”

He now had an awkward expression on his face, and was disappointed in himself. Aside from the biker jacket- which had a bunch of different pins and some patches on it, the identifying features of his look was a Metallica shirt, and his hair was in the style of a mullet- which was a tad bit more noticeable now without the hat that was part of his uniform.

“Dumb question considering why i’m here right now, but uh…can I head inside or…”

…He had no idea what he was doing. He was nervous to high hell and it was getting hard to hide that fact. Now, he just stood there, an awkward smile on his face, which faded into a different awkward expression.

The day they met…

(OOC Note: if quote text is italic and bold, it’s present day scientist talking. Also- I will leave this open for reblogs I guess, as it’s starting from only scientist’s POV, they won’t meet until after the first reblog I or someone else does. Dunno how long after though.)

“Man…I can remember it like it was yesterday…”

A younger scientist- currently known Jack/Joel (both are part of his name), was speeding around on a motorcycle (imagine the FN rogue bike combined with a regular motorcycle and you have the general look), blasting old rock music as he drove. He was delivering pizzas and papers, and was on his way to the last stop, the local pilot academy/laboratory, when he decided to take a quick stop- mostly to refuel. Once he parked to refuel, he took his helmet off as he got off the bike- which somewhat resembled his helmet for his armor he has now.

“Alright…just gonna grab a quick snack from the store and continue. Don’t wanna be late for this delivery, considering i’ll be scolded, and then late for that thing I had scheduled with my friends…”

Heading inside the refuel station (sci-fi fuel thing where gasoline isn’t used anymore), he’d head up to the counter, paying for both a snack bar he grabbed, as well as to refuel his bike. Once that was taken care of, and his bike was refueled, he was back on his way. While heading towards the last delivery stop, he sang along to the song he was listening to while driving.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black…no colors anymore, I want them to turn black…I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes! I have to turn my head- until my darkness goes!”

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the-scientist-7 · 5 months

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Rushing to her room, he barely had time to switch into his usual biker jacket, and was even pushing through people.

“Crap- I hope i’m not too late!”

As he ran, he would brush his hair, before finally reaching the door and taking a few deep breaths. Once he was ready, he’d talk to himself before knocking on the door.

“Alright Jack, just another day, right? Nothing out of the ordinary except for this entire situation…”

He was trying to keep his cool…and failing. He just hoped she didn’t see him as an absolute nervous wreck. He hadn’t met anyone like her…let alone anyone at all. He was far more nervous than he ever had been before.

The day they met…

(OOC Note: if quote text is italic and bold, it’s present day scientist talking. Also- I will leave this open for reblogs I guess, as it’s starting from only scientist’s POV, they won’t meet until after the first reblog I or someone else does. Dunno how long after though.)

“Man…I can remember it like it was yesterday…”

A younger scientist- currently known Jack/Joel (both are part of his name), was speeding around on a motorcycle (imagine the FN rogue bike combined with a regular motorcycle and you have the general look), blasting old rock music as he drove. He was delivering pizzas and papers, and was on his way to the last stop, the local pilot academy/laboratory, when he decided to take a quick stop- mostly to refuel. Once he parked to refuel, he took his helmet off as he got off the bike- which somewhat resembled his helmet for his armor he has now.

“Alright…just gonna grab a quick snack from the store and continue. Don’t wanna be late for this delivery, considering i’ll be scolded, and then late for that thing I had scheduled with my friends…”

Heading inside the refuel station (sci-fi fuel thing where gasoline isn’t used anymore), he’d head up to the counter, paying for both a snack bar he grabbed, as well as to refuel his bike. Once that was taken care of, and his bike was refueled, he was back on his way. While heading towards the last delivery stop, he sang along to the song he was listening to while driving.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black…no colors anymore, I want them to turn black…I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes! I have to turn my head- until my darkness goes!”

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“I- uh- okay…well…uh…guess I should head to the lab now. Gotta get those calculations done…at least it’s nearby.”

Heading outside, hems walk to his bike, taking it over to the parking lot of the laboratory- which, as scientist said, wasn’t too far. (Whether or not it’s connected to the pilot academy (for mainly plot reasons but is considered a separate building is up to you). Scanning his ID, he’d head inside, going right towards the main lab.

“Alright…now, to get the calculations done. I’ll probably need a lot of coffee after this…”

he said, swapping his biker jacket out for a lab coat a she reached the main lab.

“…And I just hope my supervisor doesn’t make me examine experiments, i’m already way behind on these calculations because of stuff like that…”

The day they met…

(OOC Note: if quote text is italic and bold, it’s present day scientist talking. Also- I will leave this open for reblogs I guess, as it’s starting from only scientist’s POV, they won’t meet until after the first reblog I or someone else does. Dunno how long after though.)

“Man…I can remember it like it was yesterday…”

A younger scientist- currently known Jack/Joel (both are part of his name), was speeding around on a motorcycle (imagine the FN rogue bike combined with a regular motorcycle and you have the general look), blasting old rock music as he drove. He was delivering pizzas and papers, and was on his way to the last stop, the local pilot academy/laboratory, when he decided to take a quick stop- mostly to refuel. Once he parked to refuel, he took his helmet off as he got off the bike- which somewhat resembled his helmet for his armor he has now.

“Alright…just gonna grab a quick snack from the store and continue. Don’t wanna be late for this delivery, considering i’ll be scolded, and then late for that thing I had scheduled with my friends…”

Heading inside the refuel station (sci-fi fuel thing where gasoline isn’t used anymore), he’d head up to the counter, paying for both a snack bar he grabbed, as well as to refuel his bike. Once that was taken care of, and his bike was refueled, he was back on his way. While heading towards the last delivery stop, he sang along to the song he was listening to while driving.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black…no colors anymore, I want them to turn black…I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes! I have to turn my head- until my darkness goes!”

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After seeing the door open, he’d stop playing his music pull his headphones down around his neck.

“Yeah- Although I did make a stop to refuel and grab a snack- been at this job for hours- don’t worry, the pizza’s in one piece- unless you count the slices as different pieces.”

He joked as he handed over the pizza, mostly to hide how nervous he was. He may have been a big fella, but deep down, he was a softie. He was also trying not to embarrass himself and make this awkward.

“So uh…that’ll be around…[INSERT PIZZA PRICE HERE BECAUSE IDK], I think.”

From there he just tried to hide the fact he was nervous, VERY nervous. He stood there with an awkward expression on his face- one that was effectively the universal face of the words 'please don’t notice i’m nervous.'

The day they met…

(OOC Note: if quote text is italic and bold, it’s present day scientist talking. Also- I will leave this open for reblogs I guess, as it’s starting from only scientist’s POV, they won’t meet until after the first reblog I or someone else does. Dunno how long after though.)

“Man…I can remember it like it was yesterday…”

A younger scientist- currently known Jack/Joel (both are part of his name), was speeding around on a motorcycle (imagine the FN rogue bike combined with a regular motorcycle and you have the general look), blasting old rock music as he drove. He was delivering pizzas and papers, and was on his way to the last stop, the local pilot academy/laboratory, when he decided to take a quick stop- mostly to refuel. Once he parked to refuel, he took his helmet off as he got off the bike- which somewhat resembled his helmet for his armor he has now.

“Alright…just gonna grab a quick snack from the store and continue. Don’t wanna be late for this delivery, considering i’ll be scolded, and then late for that thing I had scheduled with my friends…”

Heading inside the refuel station (sci-fi fuel thing where gasoline isn’t used anymore), he’d head up to the counter, paying for both a snack bar he grabbed, as well as to refuel his bike. Once that was taken care of, and his bike was refueled, he was back on his way. While heading towards the last delivery stop, he sang along to the song he was listening to while driving.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black…no colors anymore, I want them to turn black…I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes! I have to turn my head- until my darkness goes!”

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parking the bike, he would head inside the building, heading for the specific room he had to deliver the pizza to. Headphones still over his ears, he’d hum the music as he walked. He would dodge people in the hallway so he wouldn’t drop the pizza- and of course didn’t drop it.

“Alright…once I deliver this, I can get to work on those calculations…boring work, but somehow science is my other passion.”

Finally reaching the hall the room was in, he’d check a sticky note he wrote the specific room number on, before heading up to the door with said number and knocking.

“Alright Jack…once this is done, head right to the lab and get the calculations done, should be easy unless something unexpected happens…” he would say to himself.

The day they met…

(OOC Note: if quote text is italic and bold, it’s present day scientist talking. Also- I will leave this open for reblogs I guess, as it’s starting from only scientist’s POV, they won’t meet until after the first reblog I or someone else does. Dunno how long after though.)

“Man…I can remember it like it was yesterday…”

A younger scientist- currently known Jack/Joel (both are part of his name), was speeding around on a motorcycle (imagine the FN rogue bike combined with a regular motorcycle and you have the general look), blasting old rock music as he drove. He was delivering pizzas and papers, and was on his way to the last stop, the local pilot academy/laboratory, when he decided to take a quick stop- mostly to refuel. Once he parked to refuel, he took his helmet off as he got off the bike- which somewhat resembled his helmet for his armor he has now.

“Alright…just gonna grab a quick snack from the store and continue. Don’t wanna be late for this delivery, considering i’ll be scolded, and then late for that thing I had scheduled with my friends…”

Heading inside the refuel station (sci-fi fuel thing where gasoline isn’t used anymore), he’d head up to the counter, paying for both a snack bar he grabbed, as well as to refuel his bike. Once that was taken care of, and his bike was refueled, he was back on his way. While heading towards the last delivery stop, he sang along to the song he was listening to while driving.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black…no colors anymore, I want them to turn black…I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes! I have to turn my head- until my darkness goes!”

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The day they met…

(OOC Note: if quote text is italic and bold, it’s present day scientist talking. Also- I will leave this open for reblogs I guess, as it’s starting from only scientist’s POV, they won’t meet until after the first reblog I or someone else does. Dunno how long after though.)

“Man…I can remember it like it was yesterday…”

A younger scientist- currently known Jack/Joel (both are part of his name), was speeding around on a motorcycle (imagine the FN rogue bike combined with a regular motorcycle and you have the general look), blasting old rock music as he drove. He was delivering pizzas and papers, and was on his way to the last stop, the local pilot academy/laboratory, when he decided to take a quick stop- mostly to refuel. Once he parked to refuel, he took his helmet off as he got off the bike- which somewhat resembled his helmet for his armor he has now.

“Alright…just gonna grab a quick snack from the store and continue. Don’t wanna be late for this delivery, considering i’ll be scolded, and then late for that thing I had scheduled with my friends…”

Heading inside the refuel station (sci-fi fuel thing where gasoline isn’t used anymore), he’d head up to the counter, paying for both a snack bar he grabbed, as well as to refuel his bike. Once that was taken care of, and his bike was refueled, he was back on his way. While heading towards the last delivery stop, he sang along to the song he was listening to while driving.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black…no colors anymore, I want them to turn black…I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes! I have to turn my head- until my darkness goes!”

#fortnite #the seven #fortnitetheseven #the scientist #the paradigm #fortnite the scientist #starfield but not really #fortnite the paradigm #origins of the scientist #origins of the paradigm #origin story #flashback #fortnite flashback

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the-scientist-7 · 5 months

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The results are in! Prepare for my next post…in probably a few minutes.

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the-scientist-7 · 5 months

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He noticed paradigm give him puppy dog eyes before he spoke.

“Paradigm- no- ugh…fine. Why does that have to work every time…”

What you and Paradigm up to these days

“…Yeesh…this one must’ve been here a while. To answer your question…not really much.”

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the-scientist-7 · 5 months

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OH- forgot to mention. This is to decide what I do in my next main post.

#fortnite #fortnite battle royale #fortnite the scientist #fortnite the paradigm #fortnite the seven #the seven #fortnitetheseven #the paradigm #the scientist

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