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Legends Never Die: The Hunt (ch. 23)

I let out a breath and I saw a cloud of fog. The first real sign that the weather was turning. There had been a chill in the air for the last few weeks, but it receded as the sun rose. However, in the early morning, with a rooster crowing to announce the start of the day, the chill persisted. My ...

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Crash and Burn: Choices and Consequences (ch. 2)

Votes: The City (31), The Ocean (53), The Orbital Beam (92), Write in (23)

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Atlas was hiding things from her, Azula noticed as her gaze swept over the odd looking room within the so-called Vault. Rooms completely made of metal were hardly uncommon within the Fire Nation -- she had ...

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Never Fade Away: I'd Trade It All for Your Sweet Embrace (ch. 13)

I squeezed the trigger, the gun bucking in my hand as the bullet bounced off a sharply angled wall, striking the ground, and still ripped through the kneecap of a man that was taking cover behind a concrete barricade. I heard him cry out, but through a camera, I saw him fall to the ground, clutch...

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Never Fade Away: I'm Not One For Reminiscing (ch. 12)

My location was near perfect. Pacifica was the worst part of Night City according to anyone, enough so that the Mayor of Night City was doing everything short of sawing the district off of the city and shoving it in the ocean to get rid of it. It was sparsely populated, especially in comparison t...

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Never Fade Away: You're Like a Ghost How You're Everywhere (ch. 11)

“You talk to him?” David asked her, their butts parked on the couch in his and Lucy's penthouse and Rebecca really couldn’t get over how swanky the place was. It seemed like just yesterday that David was an adorable punk who didn’t know the first thing about edgerunning beyond that having...

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Never Fade Away: A Metal Soul of Rage and Fear (ch. 10)

Dr. K lived in a rather nice apartment in Watson. The district of the city was, by any measure, an absolute mixed bag of what you would find almost street by street. There were blocks that were completely impoverished, more so than one would normally see in Night City. However, in those same bloc...

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From the Ashes: Sparks of Defeat (ch. 22)

“Thank you,” Elissa told me after the meeting was done and the sky was darkening once again. The camp was in a tizzy with preparing the finishing touches for the battle to become. From pits to barricades, all to blunten the darkspawns’ charge. I made my own arrangements -- speaking to the R...

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From the Ashes: Sparks of the Future (ch. 21)

There were many types of fear, and over the course of my life I had become familiar with most of them. Anxiety and nervousness had been constant companions for me until the past two years -- constantly second-guessing myself, worried about what-ifs and could bes. The idea that something could hap...

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From the Ashes: Sparks of Disaster (ch. 20)

“Ugly fuckers,” I muttered, a bow in hand as I was placed upon the bridge with the rest of the archers. My choice, really. Without my magic, I was a piss poor fighter that wouldn’t win a straight fight. And, I suspect, I wouldn’t get a fair fight against darkspawn -- especially not when I...

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From the Ashes: Sparks of Something Greater (ch. 19)

“Soris will be here in a few days,” I told the Rabbits back at the Blushing Maid, days later after my arrest. Despite my orders to remain calm, I had entered the building to find that they were damn near in open revolt with the tables being lined with every weapon we had smuggled or bought im...

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Legends Never Die: Glorious in the Eyes of the Aesir (ch. 25)

The charge was absolutely devastating. There was simply no other word that could hope to convey the effect that the cavalry charge had on the unprepared back of the army. Spears broke as they tore through men like an axe through cloth, shattering into splinters while the horses knocked men over a...

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Legends Never Die: Berserker (ch. 24)

Grimar was the second eldest of Horrik’s five sons, born to him across three wives and other concubines. Growing up, I heard of them from my father and brothers, who did meet them. That they were likable. Good men. Strong fighters and so on. However, only Thorfinn had remained in Alabu for any ...

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Legends Never Die: The Hunt (ch. 23)

I let out a breath and I saw a cloud of fog. The first real sign that the weather was turning. There had been a chill in the air for the last few weeks, but it receded as the sun rose. However, in the early morning, with a rooster crowing to announce the start of the day, the chill persisted. My ...

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Legends Never Die: To be Iviking (ch. 22)

As it would turn out, King Widukind's need for exact measurements worked out perfectly for us. The scouts that were sent out to patrol the countryside and monitor the Frankish army had reported almost everything that they had seen, ranging from good terrain, poor terrain, hamlets, villages, and t...

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Crash and Burn: Welcome to the Rim (ch. 1)

I mentioned that I was looking to experiment a little with my schedule and rotation. This is one such experiment. I'll be upfront that there's no real plan here -- this is me playing around to see how fitting a quest into my rotation could work. So, no solid update schedule. If you want t...

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Never Fade Away: I'm Not One For Reminiscing (ch. 12)

My location was near perfect. Pacifica was the worst part of Night City according to anyone, enough so that the Mayor of Night City was doing everything short of sawing the district off of the city and shoving it in the ocean to get rid of it. It was sparsely populated, especially in comparison t...

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Never Fade Away: You're Like a Ghost How You're Everywhere (ch. 11)

“You talk to him?” David asked her, their butts parked on the couch in his and Lucy's penthouse and Rebecca really couldn’t get over how swanky the place was. It seemed like just yesterday that David was an adorable punk who didn’t know the first thing about edgerunning beyond that having...

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Never Fade Away: A Metal Soul of Rage and Fear (ch. 10)

Dr. K lived in a rather nice apartment in Watson. The district of the city was, by any measure, an absolute mixed bag of what you would find almost street by street. There were blocks that were completely impoverished, more so than one would normally see in Night City. However, in those same bloc...

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Never Fade Away: That One Sin that Caused the Fall (ch. 9)

Kiwi already had programs running in the background by the time we pulled up to her apartment, with eleven hours and forty-five minutes left on the clock. Her apartment itself was near the heart of Kabuki, in a high rise that offered a great view of the city. A view that went ignored as Kiwi outr...

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Announcement: New Year and Poll

Hello everyone, welcome to 2023. There were times when it honestly didn't feel like we would make it but we have managed to make it another year without the world ending. Last year, I had a list of new year's resolutions to tick through, and I got through most of them. This year, I'm going to do ...

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Gacha God: The Sleuth (ch. 12)

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The Sneakoscope

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Gacha God: Painting the Town (ch. 11)

"I don't want you going anywhere near that kid, MJ. He's dangerous," Mary Jane's mom stressed to her, sitting her down in their living room. Her mom was covering her bruises up with makeup. She had gotten pretty good at it, Mary Jane reflected. The foundation matched her skin tone, and it covered...

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Gacha God: Unforeseen Developments (ch. 10)

"We lost him," Clint informed Natasha as she stalked the room that was the focal point for all of Audacity's henchmen and the last known location of the man himself. "We aren't the only ones trained in the disappearing act -- seems like Audacity blended in with his men, and the moment we lost eye...

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Gacha God: Dominos (ch. 9)

"So, you can make copies of yourself?" Peter questioned, his jaw-dropping as he looked at Seb Two, then back at me, then back at Seb Two. "Is that your superpower?"

"Nah,” Seb Two answered.

“My superpower is that cool stuff drops in my lap every once in a while. It's how I got the...

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From the Ashes: Sparks of the Future (ch. 21)

There were many types of fear and over the course of my life, I was familiar with most of them. Anxiety and nervousness had been constant companions for me until the past two years -- constantly second-guessing myself, worried about what-ifs and could bes. The idea of something could happen was e...

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From the Ashes: Sparks of Disaster (ch. 20)

“Ugly fuckers,” I muttered, a bow in hand as I was placed upon the bridge with the rest of the archers. My choice, really. Without my magic, I was a piss poor fighter that wouldn’t win a straight fight. And, I suspect, I wouldn’t get a fair fight against darkspawn -- especially not when I...

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From the Ashes: Sparks of Something Greater (ch. 19)

“Soris will be here in a few days,” I told the Rabbits back at the Blushing Maid, days later after my arrest. Despite my orders to remain calm, I had entered the building to find that they were damn near in open revolt with the tables being lined with every weapon we had smuggled or bought im...

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From the Ashes: Sparks of Revolutions (ch. 18)

It wasn’t often that I stepped behind the bar in the Blushing Maid. It was a rare occurrence that I tended to reserve for special occasions. The eradication of one of the few rival gangs left in the city was this such occasion -- since everyone that had lived in the slums was squatting on the s...

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Castoff: Bittersweet Memories (ch. 10)

The seal worked, and Guts had absolutely no idea how to feel about it. Night came and went without so much as a single hateful whisper from those that had died but were unable to move on, their hate and envy anchoring them to this plane of reality. Despite Ciri urging him to go to sleep before he...

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Gacha God: Painting the Town (ch. 11)

"I don't want you going anywhere near that kid, MJ. He's dangerous," Mary Jane's mom stressed to her, sitting her down in their living room. Her mom was covering her bruises up with makeup. She had gotten pretty good at it, Mary Jane reflected. The foundation matched her skin tone, and it covered...

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