edited ellardy trigger

You were always a bystander. Someone on the side-lines. So when a cape fight erupts downtown, you don’t intervene. You watch and wait for it to pass. But then things go wrong: a Shaker effect goes too wide, too deadly. You watch your child be engulfed in it and scream. Suddenly, you can’t be a bystander. You rush forward, knowing there is nothing to do, that it is too late, but you have to reach into the deathly power and reach to your only child and hold them. Just as you are about to pass the event horizon, you're sent back. Another cape is seeking to protect you, to stop what's nothing more than suicide. Without missing a beat, you start running again, headfirst into the danger. You howl and throw yourself again and again, trapped in a loop. It's like wading out to sea only to be thrown back to the shore by a wave, except that while this is happening you see your child dissolve before your eyes. You feel shock, helplessness and grief. You irrationally hate the cape that decided your fate for you, while simultaneously you're grateful to them for having saved you. The relief at being alive fills you with guilt. Rocked by contradictory emotions and seemingly condemned to stay on the side-lines and forced to let others decide for you, you trigger.