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Legends Never Die: Invitations You Can't Refuse (ch. 66)

Winter came and went but, honestly, I could barely tell when winter ended and spring began. The winters were very different in this land compared to my homeland -- winter, a true winter, was when it was so cold you dared not step out of your home. When snow piled high outside your door to the point that you were essentially buried inside, waitin...

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Never Fade Away: Extraction Action (ch. 55)

Kaiden was increasingly convinced that the very worst part of war was the waiting. Waiting when you knew something was going to happen, that within minutes or hours everything would become a chaotic mess in a life or death struggle. Time seemed to warp as seconds felt like minutes and minutes felt like hours. Perhaps it would have been ...

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Never Fade Away: Trouble Finds Trouble (ch. 55)

Charges spent over timeskip:

Black boxing -- 5 (5)

Predator: Cloaking -- 4 (2)

Fallout: Energy Weapons -- 4 (2)

Fallout: Autodoc -- 5 (2)

Starfield: Grav Drive -- 5 (3)

“You've changed,” Kaiden accused me as I looked over the schematics I was developing for one of my many projects. We had gone to...

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Never Fade Away: When It's War (ch. 54)

Admiral Tacitus Orolus had been honored when he was selected to lead the punitive fleet. His career was a long one, but with dedication and diligence, he’d climbed the steps of the Turian Hierarchy -- he became a ship captain by the age fifty, a Rear Admiral by sixty, and now at eighty, he was the High Admiral, braving uncharted space. He was ...

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Never Fade Away: Cloudy Day (ch. 53)

Yellow-bellied two-faced motherfuckin’... Sorry darlin’s, but I just realized that we may be facing something that's about as welcome as a rattlesnake to a square dance pretty soon.

But let's give context - I've been looking into exactly how Japan’s been doing so well. Something abou...

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Gacha God Announcement.

I mentioned it before, but I have been struggling with Gacha God a bit lately. I've had a pretty bad case of writer's block that I've been working through. I've been chipping away at it and recently I looked back over what I've gotten out and I'm not at all happy with it. It's the most unhappy I've been with some of my work in a very long time, ...

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Ghastly Adventures: Boulder 1.5 (ch. 5)

Terror wasn't anything comparable to fear. It was a lesson that I had already learned -- I used to get night terrors. The kind that leaves you frozen upon waking up, heart feeling like it was about to burst through your chest, and drenched in a cold sweat. Once you felt a taste of terror, there was no mistaking it for fear. Right now, what I and...

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Ghastly Adventures: Boulder 1.4 (ch. 4)

Marnie was an experienced trainer, I quickly noticed as the two of them both began shouting out orders for their pokemon. Brock took up the position of defense, leaving the initiative to Marnie, who was happy to have it as her impidimp hopped from boulder to boulder with surprising speed to close in on the geodude that was squaring up. With a fi...

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Ghastly Adventures: Boulder 1.3 (ch. 3)

I figured that I had gotten the better end of the deal. I got to live out in a fantastical world filled with pokemon and adventures and what have you. I felt bad about the original Blair, but that mostly stemmed from the fact that I just assumed that we traded places. Because… why wouldn't we? I got pulled across the multiverse and deposited i...

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Ghastly Adventures: Boulder 1.2 (ch. 2)

The timeline in Pokemon was always a mess, but I was able to guesstimate a bit to say that I was roughly a year before the start of Ash's journey. That bit of information came from Gary Oak -- looking him up, I was able to put an age to Professor Oak’s grandson, which was nine. Which also led me to discover that it was far less common for peop...

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Ghastly Adventures: Boulder 1.1 (ch. 1)

Nothing drove home how fragile life really was like death did. At any moment, a blood vessel in your brain could pop and you'd just drop dead. You could be chilling out at the house, completely unaware that the house was slowly filling with carbon monoxide. Or, in my case, you could be walking across the street and some guy behind the wheel only...

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The Good Life: I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire~! (ch. 35)

The world had gone kaput. The news couldn’t say as much due to the fact all the nukes going off had ended up frying any electronics with a circuit board, but everyone knew it was true. The nukes only rained down upon the world for around two hours total, starting with the nuke that went off in Berlin, but in that short amount of time, the worl...

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The Good Life: Curtain Call (ch. 34)

You know, I couldn't help but feel a little responsible for our current situation. Like… shit, things had kinda spiraled a little bit. I mean, even if I knew saving Homelander would end with a couple major cities being devastated and a nuke landing in Berlin I still would have done it, but I really hadn't foreseen the consequences of my own ac...

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The Good Life: Explosive Finish (ch. 33)

Homelander screamed. It was a scream of loss. Of pain. A wretched sound that barely sounded like it could come from a man. A hand hovered over Stormfront as if he was looking for a way to put her head back together. And I could only stand and watch as Homelander broke down, tears falling from his cheeks. He sounded lost. He sounded broken.

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The Good Life: Last Act (ch. 32)

Soldier Boy. Soldier Boy. The first superhero. The one that started it all. The hero of War World II, the man who punched Hitler in the face and had the Third Reich bounce off of his shield. In the decades since, Soldier Boy was the tip of America's spear. The poster boy for what it meant to be an American. Before Homelander was Homelan...

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A Fun Time, Not A Long Time: Skull Island 1.2 (ch. 2)

"This isn't working," Mikasa half snarled at me while the fairy, Tinkerbell, I found out after a long session of charades, viciously mocked her from my shoulder. "Explain it again," she demanded, her tone so calm it was pretty easy to tell that she was pissed off.

I coughed lightly in my hand, casting a look at Tinkerbell, who once again w...

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Never Fade Away: Trouble Finds Trouble (ch. 55)

Charges spent over timeskip:

Black boxing -- 5 (5)

Predator: Cloaking -- 4 (2)

Fallout: Energy Weapons -- 4 (2)

Fallout: Autodoc -- 5 (2)

Starfield: Grav Drive -- 5 (3)

“You've changed,” Kaiden accused me as I looked over the schematics I was developing for one of my many projects. We had gone to...

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Never Fade Away: When It's War (ch. 54)

Admiral Tacitus Orolus had been honored when he was selected to lead the punitive fleet. His career was a long one, but with dedication and diligence, he’d climbed the steps of the Turian Hierarchy -- he became a ship captain by the age fifty, a Rear Admiral by sixty, and now at eighty, he was the High Admiral, braving uncharted space. He was ...

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Never Fade Away: Cloudy Day (ch. 53)

Yellow-bellied two-faced motherfuckin’... Sorry darlin’s, but I just realized that we may be facing something that's about as welcome as a rattlesnake to a square dance pretty soon.

But let's give context - I've been looking into exactly how Japan’s been doing so well. Something abou...

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Never Fade Away: The Streets Are Long-Ass Gutters (ch. 52)

Darlin’s… I wish I could say I'm surprised, but most of my shock comes from the fact that I didn't think to tell y'all this earlier.

Do not. Eat. The birds.

It won't kill ya, but somethin’ in them bluebloods just does not agree with the human digestive system. Chow down on some Kentucky Fried Turian, an...

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The Good Life: The Final Curtain (ch. 34)

You know, I couldn't help but feel a little responsible for our current situation. Like… shit, things had kinda spiraled a little bit. I mean, even if I knew saving Homelander would end with a couple major cities being devastated and a nuke landing in Berlin I still would have done it, but I really hadn't foreseen the consequences of my own ac...

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The Good Life: Explosive Finish (ch. 33)

Homelander screamed. It was a scream of loss. Of pain. A wretched sound that barely sounded like it could come from a man. A hand hovered over Stormfront as if he was looking for a way to put her head back together. And I could only stand and watch as Homelander broke down, tears falling from his cheeks. He sounded lost. He sounded broken.

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The Good Life: Last Act (ch. 32)

Soldier Boy. Soldier Boy. The first superhero. The one that started it all. The hero of War World II, the man who punched Hitler in the face and had the Third Reich bounce off of his shield. In the decades since, Soldier Boy was the tip of America's spear. The poster boy for what it meant to be an American. Before Homelander was Homelan...

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The Good Life: Bowing Out (ch. 31)

Something was wrong, Cinder thought as she looked down at the message that Law had sent her on a burner phone. There wasn’t any reason to suspect that he suspected her. There hadn’t been any change in their interactions and he seemed to believe her excuse that she was kept entirely out of the loop because Vought suspected that they had a mol...

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Ghastly Adventures (Pokemon SI)

Nothing drove home how fragile life really was like death did. At any moment, a blood vessel in your brain could pop and you'd just drop dead. You could be chilling out at the house, completely unaware that the house was slowly filling with carbon monoxide. Or, in my case, you could be walking across the street and some guy behind the wheel only...

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Legends Never Die: The Nature of Intrigue (ch. 68)

Influence wasn't something that could truly be felt. It wasn't tangible. It didn't have a taste or a scent. It did, however, have a feeling and a sound, and almost immediately after the conversation with Dowager Irene, that change in influence had announced itself for all to hear. There was no announcement. There was no speech. Yet, all the same...

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Legends Never Die: Patronage (ch. 67)

Constantinople was no less incredible than I recalled, I thought as my lone ship sailed into a familiar harbor. For all the troubles coming to this land had brought me, despite all of the challenges, merely looking upon the city and its opulent grandeur reminded me why I was here in the first place. It was a testament of what could be accomplish...

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Legends Never Die: Invitations You Can't Refuse (ch. 66)

Winter came and went but, honestly, I could barely tell when winter ended and spring began. The winters were very different in this land compared to my homeland -- winter, a true winter, was when it was so cold you dared not step out of your home. When snow piled high outside your door to the point that you were essentially buried inside, waitin...

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Legends Never Die: Staying One's Hand (ch. 65)

I couldn't help it. I was a little dumbfounded. “They retreated?” I asked, looking at Thorkel, covered in drying blood. I had rushed over, anticipating a fierce battle to contest the landing, only to see the ships that we were meant to be fighting sailing down the coast. “Or are they looking for another place to land? Were you discovered?...

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The Good Life: Explosive Finish (ch. 33)

Homelander screamed. It was a scream of loss. Of pain. A wretched sound that barely sounded like it could come from a man. A hand hovered over Stormfront as if he was looking for a way to put her head back together. And I could only stand and watch as Homelander broke down, tears falling from his cheeks. He sounded lost. He sounded broken.

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