Author's Note : I added another scene, with Olive, just before the CODEX. As well as removed the scenes with Sunny and Musky-pup. I figured those should have their own chapter. This way everything flows better, and it's not so crowded .

Real Name : Ollivander Toma . Username : Smartholomew Mouthitcus . ID Tag : Misfits' Hive #4269

• Real World:

I was whistling a merry tune. As I walked through the streets, in the real world. Simultaneously observing what my Alters were up to, throughout our various games.

I had a few implants, that let me mentally play in numerous VRRPGMMOs. Even when I wasn't connected to a headset. I'd even gone so far, as to buy all 13 consoles, that my brain could safely comprehend. With my Alters moving between them.

I had a "Mother Board" implant. Which was essentially a big chunk of metal, on the side of my head, that let my mind regulate my 13 consoles.

I had the big Three: The Oasis, Villagers, and Mon Master.

But I also had a Crossover Console, which let me build 13 private Shards. Each a combination of different franchises, which I could splice together anyway I wanted. Even building my own history for them.

Essentially I could download, up to 100, canon series or singular stories. Which are then edited by the Hub Computer. Using VIs, controlled by the Hub Computer, to keep the player engaged.

With each crossover combination, saved to a cartridge, with up to 13 Cartridges.

I could invite people to the Shards, but it was mostly for Solo Gaming, and Villager programs.

Along with several other MMO consoles, and sole console.

Unfortunately, a side effect, of using a "Mother Board" with a Neuro divergent brain, like mine... meant I developed 13 distinct personalities.

None of the 13 personalities, were actually me, but they also kinda were. I was aware of them, and had a kinda Hive mind, where we could hear each other's thoughts... but we weren't REALLY the same people, even if we did share a body. They weren't really me, but rather different aspects of my personality... it could get confusing, in my head.

MMO Console: The Oasis. Cartridge: Cyber Punk. Map: Neonoir. Location: The Distracted Globe.

Alter: Metagamer.

Alter's Role: Caretaker / Soother.

(a type of a protector, they help manage and care for other alters, and sometimes external people. They are often motherly. Caretaking alters lack awareness of self-care and become exhausted easily.)

Avatar Design: An Asari. (A humanoid alien, with starfish like tentacles for hair, and blue skin). This avatar is also a Futanari (Meaning has a penis and testicles, in addition to breast). While he also has large dark grey / leather wings, scrawny hooved legs, and an amphibious tail. Along with patches of dark freckles.

As an added ability, they can transform into a ponified version of their Avatar.

After calling them, and making sure they were free, Metagamer made his way to their usual hang out. Although, much to the annoyance of his hive mind, he blocked them from his thoughts.

They fussed and fussed, wanting to see the meeting. Which caused Metagamer to mute them all... and didn't like, how quiet it suddenly got, in his head. But it was a necessity, Meta knew how these men appreciated their privacy.

The second he entered the VIP room, "Meta!!!" he heard his name called, as if by an excitable puppy.

Spotting Aech, Meta wandered over to one of the top Programmers in the world, a member of the High 5, ruling body of the entire Dyson Sphere... not thet that position was anything but a figure head, with the AIs managing all governing matters.

The Futanari Asari, embraced the cyborg, in a big hug.

Aech smiled, "I'm happy to see you. It's boring here all by myself." Daito just whacked the Cyborg, upside his head. Proving he was here to.

It wasn't long before Klein joined them... the man smiled, planting a kiss on the Futanari, his fingers toying with Meta's sensitive Wings.

Finding a table, they all took a seat, and ordered some drinks. Before getting down to business.

Meta was officially discussing the terms, of arranging a playdate between their Cyber Kids.

MMO Console: The Oasis. Cartridge: My Little Pony. Map: NSFW. Location: The Stable (BDMS Club).

Alter: Sol'pax.

Alter's Role: Sexual Alter.

(created as a coping technique to sexual abuse and rape. Able to keep that knowledge away from other parts. They handle sexual abuse when it occurs).

Avatar Design: A Ferengi. (Short, wrinkly alien, from Star Trek. They have large ears that take up the entire sides of their head, and are completely hairless, with sharp teeth pointing in random directions).

Vulpony Transformation. (A fox / pony form. Where he has the head of a pony, but with sharp fox like teeth. A fluffy fox tail. He also has Hooved back legs, while his front legs have hand like paws. And Pegasus wings.

He has bright orange fur, with a cream underbelly. While his lower legs become black, with thick blue squigglies where it met the orange fur, just above all four of his knees.

His tail is orange, with the underside being the same cream white as his underbelly, with a black tip, plus thick blue squiggles between all the intersecting colors.

His wings were naturally feathered. With short blue feathers at the bone. While the rest are long white feathers, that fade to black.

His cheeks, and lower jaw, are naturally the same cream white as his underbelly. While the rest of his face was orange. Well, except for the large number of black freckles around his large, pony style, eyes. Which take up a third of his head.

Sol'pax decided to take a night to de-stress. He loved his friends, but they hardly shared his kinky interest. Besides answering the occasional question they had, or telling the occasional dirty joke, the "boy" tried to keep his interests to himself.

So here he was. At an XXX rated night club, for bronies... and the bouncer was being a dick.

"No child Avatars," He sighed, seeing the boy.

Sol'pax blinked, before exclaiming, "What!? I come here all the time!"

"Where are your parents?" the blue unicorn, glared down at the adult child.

"Don't have any," the boy answered easily. He had plenty of caretakers, in the past, but never let any of them adopt him. He refused to give up his rights like that.

The bouncer's eyes grew wide, even calculating, at seeing an unattached age player.

"Can I go in now?" asked the ColtKit. "It's not like I'm a real child."

The Bouncer flinched, not liking being reminded of that.

"Meta!" A Cyborg-pony stuck his head out of the club. He had dark grey skin, no fur, robotic legs, and was all kinds of bulky, "What's with the new look?"

Sol'pax groaned, "You're talking about... see, Metagamer is..." he couldn't find the best way to describe Metagamer, without looking crazy.

Unfortunately the Cyborg pony's eyes widened in understanding. "Oh... you're... one of his counterparts?"

Sol'pax blinked, "He told you about that?"

The Cyborg smiled.

"Who are you?" The ColtKit couldn't resist asking. Wanting to know more about this pony, that Metagamer trusted with something like that.

The Cyborg looked at the bouncer, "You gonna let him in? or what?"

The Bouncer stood up straight, "Of course Mister Aech, Sir!" before shoving the boy in the door.

The Colt Kit glared at the rough treatment... ironic, considering where he was.

• Back with Metagamer :

Aech froze, staring over at Metagamer... "I think i just ran into one of your alters."

Metagamer immediately stiffen. "Which one?" he hesitantly asked.

"He has a fox-pony Avatar," Aech explained.

Meta still wanted clarification. "Pegasus or bat wings?"

"Pegasus," Aech informed.

Klein perked, "That's Sol'pax... He's a Ferengi, with a pony transformation.

"Occasionally, he uses FOY water, to regress his body into a child, but that alter isn't actually a kid. But only way he can even, get it up, during sex, is when he's using a child Avatar, and his partner is a forceful adult... he's really into consensual non-consensual...

Meta sighed, "Apparently it helps him cope with past memories I didn't even know we had. Try not to irritate him. He's very easily annoyed... and has a very sensitive soul."

• Back with Sol'Pax :

The cyborg-pony led the ColtKit away from the door, and into a VIP room.

The boy blinked, at being allowed in here, but shrugged it off. The Cyborg must be in the military, or something.

They found a booth, with a good view of some of the kinkier stuff, happening downstairs.

"Let me introduce myself, and try not to freak out," He smiled. "Aech," he held out his hoof, "Of the High 5."

Sol'pax didn't even bat an eye, "Sol'pax, of Spike's Hoard." and quickly tapped the offered hoof, with his own.

Two screens popped up, one in front of Aech, the other with Sol'pax. They showed off their public information, to the other.

Sol'pax briefly confirmed this guy was actually part of the High 5. Though, the Ferengi turned pony, didn't particularly care about that. It wasn't like those guys were anything more then figure heads.

The coltkit began scrolling through cyborg's limits and fetishes... Unfortunately, one hard limit was shota. But he did have a large spanking fetish, based on the 20 something different tags for it he had. So maybe tonight wouldn't be a total loss... even if he would refuse to do any of the harder stuff the Colt Kit enjoyed.

"Hey," Aech chuckled. "I've actually read some of these comics." he must be looking through the boy's creative tab.

"Please, no autographs." Sol'pax couldn't help but tease.

Aech flashed the boy a smile. It was, perhaps, a bit too charming.

"So you're Metagamer's other half," Aech smiled.

The ColtKit gave a careless shrug. "One of a few," Then reading Aech correctly... if a bit too late, the boy realized the man wanted to talk about deep, and important things... not kinky pony fun.

"Maybe we should get together sometime," Sol'pax tried to back out, gracefully. "I've had a hard week. And just want to be tied up, while I'm wacked with a riding crop."

Aech blinked, suddenly remembering where they were. This wasn't exactly a place to get to know each other.

"Right..." Aech frowned, looking at the beagle sized pony-fox-thing. "You're parents let you come here?"

Sol'pax sighed, "Don't have any, and no, that isn't an invitation to adopt me." he cut through it. "I just want to have a little fun tonight." getting up from the table.

"I didn't mean it like that," Aech assured, using only his words to stop the boy from walking away. "Although I can imagine you get a lot of randos offering to adopt you. It might not be the same thing, but I get that."

The Colt Kit raised an eyebrow.

Aech chuckled, "Kid, I literally rule the world. You have any idea how many people suck up to me." It wasn't a question... and it didn't need to be.

Sol'pax gave a light smirk, "A lot?"

Aech scuffed, "A hell of a lot." he motioned for Sol'pax to re-take his seat. Which the boy hesitated.

"Besides, I don't think I could handle, a kid as kinky as you." He joked. And that got the boy back in his seat. "Must be hard, most people, willing to get this kinky with a child Avatar," he waved a metal hoof at the still floating screen. "Also enjoy molesting them." he eyed, on the screen the boy's sexuality of "Asexual", "Pan Romantic" to be specific.

The ColtKit sighed, suppose he could spare an hour. He had all night to do kinky stuff. "Yeah, and some players just won't accept I don't want their dick in me... but i kinda get off when they don't give me a choice... it's about the only way I can get off."

Sol'pax and Aech, ended up talking for several hours. Until they finally parted ways... it was interesting, meeting a friend of one of his alters. Sol'pax figured it be more awkward. But now it was time to get his freak on.

"That's it everyone," a voice came over the speakers, that were set up around the club. "Were closing for the night."

Sol'pax couldn't resist yelling out. "BUCK!!!"

Pouting, He settled himself to steal something from the VIs. That way THEY'D spank him.

At least the night wouldn't be such a let down. This really was a gross misuse of a Kink Club.

• Back with the Core :

While everything with Sol'pax was going on. I took my seat with Doctor Morpheus.

"It's been a few months since we last talked. How is everyone?" The dark skinned man gave me a pleasant smile. He was dressed in purple and green again... and people think I'M crazy.

"Sol'pax is complaining, because he was made to have a meaningful conversation. Instead of doing anything nasty." I informed

"The kids are doing well in school, studying hard." I assured.

"We've been over this," Morpheus lightly chastised. "You shouldn't lump your Alters together. They are their own people."

I rolled my eyes... I just found the kids uninteresting... and a bit interchangeable. "Smar has gotten no where, in his 'Bigger on the Inside' project. It's been a hundred years, and he's still refuses to admit the TARDIS is impossible.

"Eon got a spanking for drawing on the walls of our lair. Sunny is still scolding the boy whenever he pics up a marker... So Haunted drew on Sunny's face, while he was sleeping... Sunny nearly zeroed them both out, after that. I ended up having to fight him, to force him away from the kids."

"Sunny is a prosecutor," Morpheus reminded. "His perceptions are skewed. You need to be just as patient with him, as your child alters... but he believes he has the children's best interest at heart."

I chose to ignore this. Sunny was my grumpy side... a part of myself I wish I didn't have. Made manifest in an actual person, in my head. I might not have much to do with the kid mez... but that didn't mean I approved, of how strict Sunny was with them.

I chose to ignore all that. As they were things we've talked about before. "Musky-pup managed to solve a main plot Mystery, in his Village. Which the shard is still praising him for."

"Good for him," Morpheus smiled.

"... And Smartie still refuses to come out of his Crossover Shard." the kid logged out of all our other consoles. And decided to focus his conciousness, in a fictional world... it wasn't even AIs he was spending all his time with, but VIs. The most Basic of NPCs, whose actions were guided by the hub computer. He completely withdrew himself from reality... after our dad died.

"I take it he is still unwilling to talk to me?" That was somehow a question.

"Seriously Doc?" I rolled my eyes, again wishing I wasn't so easily irritated. "The kid's been heavily buried in my subconscious, for 127 years. He's not coming out... I'm not sure he even remembers he's an alter... that his world isn't real..." I sighed.

"Moving on," I demanded, and the good Doctor didn't argue. "Kole, Musky, Sar'Cast Rick, Frost Bite, Snickersnack, and I have really gotten into a Harry Potter 'Furry Fandom', we stumbled on. It's this really obscure map we found, in The Oasis Furry Cartridge. Right brilliant, I think. It's been fun to explore, even if I was a bit hesitant to try it.

"... and Metagamer... he has been really secretive lately. He's been dating this new guy for months. Always activates "Privacy Mode" before he meets him, and even mutes us. So we can't see what he's doing, nor can we just talk to him while he's meeting with the new guy.

"Sol'Pax randomly ran into a member of the High 5, and thinks HE might be Meta's new boyfriend."

Morpheus choked.

"I KNOW!!!" I yelled. "If part of me is dating gods damn royalty. I'd like to know about it. Sure, leave me out of all the gross sex bits, but I'd like to know who we're dating. It effects all of us!"

Morpheus shook his head, getting himself to refocus. "Maybe Meta just wanted to confirm it's serious, before introducing all of you. You have to admit. You've rushed into relationships before, and overwhelmed your lovers."

"Sol'pax seems to like him... even if their meeting got in the way of the kinky fun he wanted tonight... I kinda hope the guy realizes he isn't dating all of us. I might like to know who my Alters are dating... but when any of us finds a lover, they often treat us as if we are interchangeable. Dating Meta, but fucking Sunny, is still cheating on Meta."

Morpheus nodded, "Once Meta feels comfortable introducing him to your System. Maybe you could consider having all your adult alters, go over ground rules...

"and although I realize you have trouble with it. But maybe try to understand the boyfriend's point of view. They might already believe they are dating all of you. And you should have an honest conversation about that.

"Explain your Ace, and just want their friendship. That some of your Alters are straight, and not all are pansexual like Metagamer. That dating Meta, doesn't automatically mean they are dating all of you.

"Remember you have to communicate... and try to form at least a platonic relationship, with Meta's lover, for Meta's Sake."

I pouted, "You're just saying that cuz he's famous."

CODEX : Olive's Backstory .

The Toma Clan was a wealthy family, living in Japan. While they were mostly of German descent, their family had been Japanese citizens since World War 2. A large family, fleeing the Nazis, while still wanting to live with Allies to Germany.

They had changed their last name to "Toma" to better fit in with the Japanese... although it was largely chosen at random.

They started a tech company, which had evolved into a global Empire.

With most of the family, living in separate houses within a large Estate.

Dad had gone to America, to go to a popular Californian university. Where he met his future wife... not in the university... he actually met her well exploring the landscape, and stumbled into a ghetto, with a mostly Mexican population.

They had a one night stand, and she got pregnant... then it turned out, she lied about the pregnancy, to trick dad into marrying her. But she had gotten pregnant for real, by the time this was discovered... She was not a nice lady...

Dad's family pretended not to realize what was going on, as the woman was pregnant, NOW, and they didn't want to create a scandal... it was already scandalous enough, with the college boy / expectant father.

Dad's mere existence was already enough of a scandal, so this certainly wasn't helping.

Mom moved to Japan, to live on the family estate. With the clan building her a house, and hiring a nanny and a maid. Although they were sure to get a prenup when the woman actually married Dad.

Within 7 years, they had 3 children... with mom, thankfully, dying during the birth of the third child. Dad, having lost his own mother to childbirth complications, refused to let that affect how he saw his youngest. Showering her with love.

Unlike his own father, who didn't even let dad live in the same house. Instead living with his grandmother, while playing with his cousins, in the clan estate. One cousin, became more like a sister. To the point Dad's children called her "Auntie".

Little Olive lived a life of luxury and plenty... until he started school...

It was a high end private school, the type of place that vets their staff thoroughly. And only hires the most qualified teachers... but not even that is foolproof.

Anyway, one lawsuit later, and free therapy for life. Ollivander had a new found fear of women...

Things didn't get easier from there. As the family curse held true.

He was later diagnosed with Autism, and put in Special Ed classes.

Not everything was bad, as it was still a luxury private school. That worked hard with the boy to develop the skills he needed... which turned out not to matter, as a few years into his college career, he developed Schizophrenia...

He was trying to live on his own at the time... and ended up another crazy homeless guy.

His family was able to track him down, and brought him back to the estate. Getting him medication... which gave him diabetes... another lawsuit, and Ollivander was back to living in the family penthouse... with a much larger trust fund, that his father controlled... due to the boy being declared incompetent.

However, then Ogden Morrow arrived on the Scene, and developed technology to control disorders like Schizophrenia and Bipolar. The Toma family gave the man enough money, to fund the project without need of military grants. So the boy was outfitted with the chip soon afterwards.

Things finally started looking up, as Ollivander was able to go back to School, and got Doctorates in: Sociology, Psychiatry, Psychology, and History.

He spent the next decade, researching fandoms... after all he already had a pretty sizable trust fund. It wasn't like he needed to have a career that paid ridiculously well...

Then the Oasis came out, and suddenly, people like Ollivander were in high demand.

The boy was hired onto I.O.I. and started making those ridiculous numbers.

He was even able to afford one of Morrow's harddrive implants. Giving him an eidetic memory, and a few dozen new skills. He was also able to buy, from morrow, a cybernetic pancreas and liver, curing his Diabetes.

Then genetic engineering improved, allowing people to stay in their Prime longer.

Yes things were looking up for him... until they weren't...

As the world's resources disappeared, Many of the world's wealthy fled to Mars... but they refused to take Ollivander, on account of his "genetic defects".

His family chose to stay behind with him, although the rest of the clan left... and liquidated their company... so no more trust fund.

Ollivander, and the other, now grown kids, ended up having to support their Aunt. Which wasn't really a big deal, as she was able to get a new job, working in Programming for I.O.I.

A job Ollivander was able to get her, by pulling strings.

Then, resources became so scarce, that all small towns had to be abandoned. Moving everyone into the larger cities, and turning completely to nuclear power.

A few years later, the world's governments agreed to hand everything over to James Halliday, as they fled the planet for Mars.

The Major cities became city states, and a new global government was established. This would have been a good thing... if the people weren't left behind to die in the wasteland Earth was becoming.

Then Halliday died, started that stupid contest, but left control of the planet's government to his former business partner, Ogden Morrow.

Then I.O.I. started to... change. Seeming to go the Super Villain route.

Eventually, I.O.I. was defeated, thanks to the High 5, who won the contest, and inherited the company...

Things were looking up again, but... you know what happened from there.