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What kind of Crime does he get involved in?

What kind of criminal organization would you guys like to see Garth get involved in? I'm having a hard time deciding on one. Of course there's nothing stopping him from dipping his toes in more than one, but I want a solid idea of what people find interesting to read about.

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Chapter 105: Children's Fables

Garth seized the knife blade in his right hand with an application of Barkskin, then bashed the back of his head against the man behind him.

“Wha-“ The leader’s smile faltered, and he hurried to draw his blade when Garth kicked him in the diaphragm, using his friend for extra leve...

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Make Garth's death more epic?

I was thinking about it last night and I don't think I'm satisfied with how it turned out. I was trying to show how much more powerful the bad guys were, but I think that just made it anti-climactic.

So I'm thinking about making it a bit more epic, have him take out a few of the bad guys a...

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Chapter 104: Chairman Mao

Garth put a hand underneath him and shoved off the ground, propelling himself up and away from the insect-creature.

Garth tumbled awkwardly through the air, tucking his limbs in as the creature eating Mutton-Chops flinched and snapped at him, hissing in indignation as he flew over it...

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Chapter 103: Car Troubles

Garth paced back and forth, dressed in a sharp black suit, his shoes clacking on the wooden floor as he slapped a riding crop across his palm.

Behind him was a chalkboard with ‘Detention’ written on it in big fluffy letters. In front of him was a classroom full of perfectly arrange...

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Chapter 102: Fugitives

“Ms. Banyan?” Garth said, staring.

Jess’s face, carved out of wood, was staring back at him. More of the identical dryads stepped out of the woods, their eyes fixed on Garth.

“My lord, we have to escape,” Ellanore said, putting herself in front of him, a delicate longsword...

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Chapter 101: Garth, Misremembered

Garth fell a good four feet and landed on the dirty ground, bruising his shoulder. The light in the room was blinding, but it wasn’t bright, it was more like he’d never experienced light before.

What the hell, I was playing cards with Hank…

He squinted, trying to ta...

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Let's talk about book 2

https://discord.gg/HGpe2s3

if you want to toss in your two cents or get spoilers for what's coming, here's the Discord link.

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Chapter 100: Best Laid Plants

  

The formation of orcs melted away from the onslaught of zombie humans, torn apart by the horns of bulls stronger than they had any right to be, walking engines of destruction. Seagulls swooped down from above, pecking at the soldier’s exposed eyes with deceptively sharp bills...

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Chapter 99: Eight Thousand tons of Muscle

  

Garth felt a cold steel circle snap shut around his neck, and his Mana Sight popped off like a defective lightbulb, leaving him with the mundane view of the world he’d almost forgotten.

Garth was hauled to his feet, feeling slowly returning to his limbs a moment before ...

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Chapter 98: Thy list of crimes.

  

Argus looked Garth up and down as the orcs flanking him advanced.

“Here I thought someone who caused this much trouble would be stronger, but I won’t complain about my good fortune,” Argus said with good-natured grin. “I’ve been ignorant of how weak everything i...

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Chapter 97: Shit hits the Fan

  

**Horse**

Day five hundred and fifty two as a horse:

Assimilation of the animals of L.A. approximately 97% complete. Ravens, feral cats and other vermin with high survival instincts have proven difficult. All major livestock has been turned. Estimated b...

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Chapter 96: Intermission #2: Bad Behavior

  

“Is that horse staring at us?” Leon asked, glancing over his shoulder at the horse seemingly watching them. In response to his question, the animal bent down and started mindlessly munching on the grass.

“Psshaw, that’s just The Law making you paranoid.” Bear sa...

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Chapter 95: Intermission #1: Outskirts with Jamal

  

  

Jamal  found a quiet spot on the side of the mountain and rummaged through his backpack. He was having lunch early, but it wasn’t like there was anyone keeping tabs on his time card. Jamal had worked at Freddie’s once, with people telling you when yo...

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Chapter 94: Doppleganger Faux Pas

  

***Purple Garth***

In the largest room of his wizard tower, Garth arranged a massive circular table.

“We bring this, the first annual meeting of the Order of Transhemispheric Doppleganger Twins, to order.” Garth said, clacking his gavel against the table before ...

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Chapter 93: Looking as Dangerous as Possible

  

They’d landed at a hub of travel and it had only taken a few short jumps and a lot of cash to make it to Earth. The other Earth. Luckily Garth had looted the palace.

I wonder what they call the two hemispheres? North and South or something? It’s not like those con...

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Chapter 92

  

***Nega-Garth, six weeks ago.***

“God, these colors are hideous,” Garth said, inspecting his new outfit. “I mean, I’m no interior decorator, but I look like a goddamn wasp.” Garth grumbled for a moment, picking at the man-cleavage window before shrugging and loo...

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Ass or Titties? (We're gonna get a cover)

So I'm commissioning a cover from an artist who does some pretty good high impact stuff.

(not gonna say any more until it's under actual development) it should be done late March, or somewhere around there. Of course ten dollar patrons are going to get to see the cover before anyone else.<...

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Chapter 91: He Started It.

  

“I had plenty of time to think about my behavior while you were gone, and memories of my own daughter kept springing to mind.” Guildmaster Eckert Duvan said, addressing Sandi. The aged corio seemed very contrite as he stopped the party outside the entrance of the dungeon. View Post

Chapter 90: Offshoots

  

Geda Fared, the undisputed master of the Black Dragon Syndicate and an elder of the Fen Sha clan, enjoyed looking down on other people. His audience room gave him the superiority he craved. Half of it was covered in gold and jewels, while the other half was compacted dirt and c...

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Chapter 89: Fleshweaver

  

Abred sat against the straw shack, trembling hand holding his innards inside his body. Both his legs were folded under him at unnatural angles, a constant source of terrible pain.

All his training undone by sheer hulking ferocity and a fucking length of wood bigger than h...

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Chapter 88: A New Breed

  

“Is there anything more I can get for you, my Queen?” The bright-eyed, skinny young nymph said, his four hands clasped together and his antennae bowed. The Queen must have thought it was quite a joke, assigning her the only nymph she’d expressed an opinion on.

“Br...

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Chapter 87: Rubbing his nose in It.

  

“Enjoy it while you can,” Garth said, motioning to his ultimate masterpiece, a guacamole hydra burger using the last of the monster’s flesh they’d been backpacking down with them, one of the only meats that didn’t taste like complete ass down here.

“I’ve spe...

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Chapter 86: Twelve heads are better than six

  

The hydra bared its twelve sets of fangs and lumbered to its feet. All told, the creature was maybe twenty feet tall, head ten feet away from the flare burning against the ceiling of the domed room. It had a massive, barrel chested body that would make an elephant look dainty b...

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Oh, by the way...

I finally got my story up on Webfictionguide.com, the guys who do Topwebfiction rankings.

So, if you feel like going above and beyond but your wallet is on its last gasping breath, following that link and voting for/reviewing my story on this site is one great way to grow the readership and...

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Chapter 85: Stay Classy

  

A miniature explosion echoed through the stillness of the morning as Garth’s hwacha experiment detonated with a sound like an M-80.

“Maybe we should get a book on rocket science?” Wilson asked as Sandi whooped.

“A book on fireworks might be more appropriate....

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Chapter 84: Job interview.

  

The aged corio sat down at his desk with a groan, leaned over and placed his palm atop a gem studded filing cabinet.

They were in a cozy little office with a handful of trophies from a life of adventuring. The bearskin rug was a bit bristly under Garth’s feet, and he pl...

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You guys okay with a time skip?

I was thinking about glossing over the next year or two pretty soon, let me know if there's something that needs to be addressed, otherwise I was gonna move the story along a little bit. Establish L.A. as the hub of Earth trade, something like that.

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Chapter 83: A date with a Purpose

  

“Let’s see… muscle tissue density vs. oxygenation.” Garth said, rubbing his chin as he studied himself in a cheap full-length mirror raided from a shopping mall.

“White meat or dark meat.” Wilson said.

The age old problem. Garth could make his muscles de...

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Chapter 82: Queen

  

When Itet’chi’zzt arrived at her hive, the celebration was legendary.

In the handful of months since she’d sent the Mythic Cores home, their fortunes had improved tremendously. Nymphs and drones who’d worked the land by hand for hours to eke out a mouthful of shoo...

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