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Fast Forward backflipped out of the portal to find himself staring at Pause. He gave his shining blue brother an annoyed, flat look. “Come on man, must you always abuse your powers like that?” Pause chuckled as FF heard the others landed, except way too many impacts happened. He spun around and in his orange sped up vision he saw Record backflip onto the shoulders of a green image of himself. Fast Forward sighed. “Come on man, I try to look cool and you guys show me up all the time.” He growled and his vision turned a brighter orange. He felt his body increase in speed and inertial force. He dashed at a speed much to

Record sat on his own just outside the walls of the factory. He was keeping to himself, writing in a notebook for a while before he was suddenly pacing and a green copy of himself was doing the writing for him. He spent the next little while pacing, until he was suddenly back to writing again. “Hmm… I can spend all the time I want sitting in this loop of recorded time, but all I do is move forward without making any forward progress.” He laid back and dropped the notebook on his face. It was filled with little notes he’s learned, but nothing was too significant. He didn’t know what to make of half of the stuff h

Sweepers Log 1548 I’m not sure how to take these last few days. How am I supposed to do if another Shadow becomes the same way? What if they all turn out this way? We’ve learned a lot from the wing of slow incident, but not enough. We learned that the shadows have the ability to altar space to a degree never seen before by anything we’ve ever managed, however lose their ability to manifest themselves physically. After looking over the orb of Slow Xiraxes brought back from the demolished F-wing, we found him to be still living within the ball. We still haven’t informed the other shadows, but I think it’s time tha

The emergency room was silent. No one said a word. No one moved. A steady beeping lightly ticked in the silence, breaking the silence with every ping. The white room was covered in screens and machines built to treat the sick and injured. The room was full of worry and distress. Everyone stood in their normal attire, except for the shadows. Blinx stood in his sweeper uniform, a blue jacket and black pants, covered by a white lab coat signifying his rank. Lenon stood in a new red jacket and dark orange pants with his sweeper clutched in his hand hanging at his side. Retry and the other available shadows stood around the room, their black form

Shadows Log #4 Hehehe, take that pause, stole your notebook from right under your muzzle. Didn’t expect it to be this easy though. I thought you would know immediately and then forced me to give it up. Well, I digress, I actually have something to write about in here. Us Shadows are very unusual even to ourselves. We don’t know what we are and we don’t know what to do, we all accept that. But even now we still look for a solution. Most of us still haven’t found a way to do that and some of us have even stopped looking. The other shadows besides myself have began to lose hope. To them, all we are are useless masses

“What do we do now?” Rewind asked himself as he was launched out of the shining portal onto sandy ground. He landed with a soft puff and sand burst up around him. He looked around him, the shining light from his body distorting the world around him and masking it in a bright purple light. The Ruins of Time were in front of him and didn’t distort in his vision. The sandstone building towered before him, making him feel insignificant compared to everything else. He heard a sound resonate from behind him. As he turned he saw his fellow shadows fly out of the portal and into reality. “How did you possibly manage to get h

Shadows Log #3 This Time Factory is a very interesting place. Ever since we arrived here everyone has accepted us with open arms. It’s rather surprising that us, the physical embodiments of the things they control, are being respected like royalty. I wonder how we’re supposed to go further. We don’t really have much else to do in a place like this. There isn’t much left to explore. Blinx has let us run around for a while but not much else. I wonder if it’s because he’s aging? Who knows. After the incident, I got the rank of Honorary Sweeper. I was told that the shadows have the power to absorb time at t