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  1. I think I am here.
    “Don’t worry,” Alask said, looking to Mart. “I wasn’t thinking of letting anyone try to scare him anyway.” The poor kid had been through enough. Walking over to a table Alask slipped on a black coat and beanie. Nightfall was approaching. “I have to do my patrols,” he said, which he was sure Lena would know what he meant. Patrols as the Hunter Shade, where the neighbourhood actually liked him, because he was the only one who hadn’t abandoned them, who continued to try and help them. Of course, not like he would reveal it to them. Far too dangerous. “Shez is mad. Probably a lot of criminals going to die tonight,” he said.
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    Wes let himself be carried along looking at the message. The message meant to go back. Back there. He stopped at the orders, shaking on the spot when he saw who the message was addressed from. Because now, there was only one thing he was afraid of more than the monsters’ mind warping. And that was disobeying a Ghostblood, especially a Triarchy member themself. The fear of punishment from not following orders overpowered the fear to run and Wes looked back at the rooftop, terrified. “The high ranks will kill us if we flee and disobey them,” he said, showing the message to Mike, gesturing to who it was from. “You said, the last time you disobeyed they sent you to the DA. They might do that again, if we don’t go to the rooftop. A certainty is worse than a likelihood.”
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    “But if we want to get off this planet...” Cheh whispered back. “Then they are our only way, I don’t know how to build a flying space boat out of this jungle.”
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    “But, who would have a vendetta with Ene?” I asked. I wondered - if I was a writer, could I summon my own characters? Or was I a character? Or... was my writer a character too, merely being written by a bigger, supreme entity? I didn’t even notice as I suddenly looked like Keanu Reeves from the ‘woah’ meme.
  5. I think I am here.
    Marcel nodded and turned to leave, looking to Wita. “If no one says that they saw us, than no one will think we were ever here. And it is best to pretend we were never here. So the police doesn’t question us.”
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    “Oh, ok,” Rob said and nodded, turning to the stairs and gesturing Ashlyn to follow him. As they walked up the stairs Rib thought about what to say. He hadn’t really experienced teen awkwardness to a large degree before, he’d always thought it a myth from the movies, but as evident by now, it wasn’t. “Do you have any questions to begin with?” Rob asked and opened the door to his room. “Sorry,” he said. “I’ve been told it’s very plain.”
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    “So... writers are bad guys?” I said, did that make me a bad guy. Was I even a writer?
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    Shana left, gave him a thumbs up and Rob wasn’t sure to do. She left to make pancakes, and Rob just sort of stood there awkwardly, not sure what to say. She wanted answers. Rob knew she probably wouldn’t just ‘forget’ this little incident. So the only solution was to tell her the rest, right? “Uh, we could go to my room,” he said. He looked to the living room. “Or we can just talk on the couch. Either one is fine.”
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    “Sure,” Max said. He looked to the mechanical monster in front of him and ran forward, sending forth a barrage of Rioting, not supertapping but trying to enhance any little emotion of restraint, fear, depression in the monster, of it could even feel that. Stopping in place he used the momentum to throw Sethramir like a spear, his aim directly for the monster’s chest. ——-x Wes got a message. They needed him on the roof. But Wes was scared. Oh, storms. I want to stya with Mike, he typed, spelling mistakes because of his fear. I’m so scared, thta monster will kill me, I camt go back.
  10. I think I am here.
    Alask was going to say something as soon as guilds were brought up, his head turning sharply towards her, but Lena raised a hand and he waited until she was done, finished. It made sense, to fix the issue Laonin had left behind. So that the neighbourhood didn’t become so reliant on them it stopped functioning as soon as they left. And it was a young guild. A small one, she talked about. None of the evil ones. “Guilds by design are evil,” he said to Lena as well as himself. But. “But I agree. We just...” he exhaled. “We shouldn’t rely too much on the guilds. But for this purpose... it make sense. But once they’ve helped, it’s done. I’m not allowing any shadow-storming guild member stay in here for a night.”
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    “I wouldn’t worry too much about her leg,” Price said, taking out his ledger. “She single-handedly beat you with a stick while it was injured, the only thing about the injury we’ll need to watch is those stitches again. I know basic medical knowledge, but if they break again I don’t know if I’ll be able to fix it properly.” As he spoke he wrote down in his document. There was much to write down, to remember, to record, but there was only one thing worth remembering that Price actually noted down. If Ta’e’iloan Subject Sagitta dies, say her name and for Intensity to remember her. “First thing we’ll need to do is locate the horses,” he said. Hopefully the Forestlynx hadn’t killed them all.
  12. I think I am here.
    A hired hit. A hired hit. That meant there were some real bigwigs involved. Not many had the money in this city to hire a kill, and fewer still who knew of Investiture, and who knew whatever the storms the thug had been talking about ‘portals’. “You never saw us,” Marcel said, willing to let them go. He didn’t have any more way to threaten him anymore. “Pretend like we never came here.”
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    “We could capture some of those people chasing us, maybe,” Cheh shrugged. “Interrogation?” He knew they did in the metalbending police corps, but that was all the way in Republic City, with skilled metalbenders, a skill foreign to Cheh. Well, you did it once, he reminded himself. When he’d been desperate, everything had just clicked. Cheh still didn’t understand it.
  14. I think I am here.
    A knock on the door. Rob got up and switched his phone off, putting in his pocket. He had only half-finished his Cheerios but it would be polite to open the door to whoever was there. Hopefully not the police looking for answers, he hoped. He had no idea it actually was someone looking back for answers. Just not the police. “Oh, hello,” Rob said, opening the door to see Ashlyn. A pleasant surprise, but he didn’t show it. “I don’t know if many people are up, it’s pretty early.”
  15. I think I am here.
    “I think I do,” I said, looking at the chalk outline Zath’s friend had made and looking around to what the other guests hadn’t done. More had appeared, and they appeared to be discussing somethings out writers. Narrators, or something of that calibre. Calibre, I thought, looking over to the chalk outline, I had a pipe I appeared be smoking and a Sherlock Holmes cap. Gunshot wound? Unlikely. As stated by the other party, it takes something of rather extraordinary power to even stifle a feather on one such as a writer. It takes a writer to kill a writer. “I think I know what you’re talking about,” I said, jumping up and joining the other group. All semblance of me being like Sherlock Holmes was gone again. “Think in the fact that I think I have a writer, that or I am the writer.” First person was weird. If I was written in first person... did that make me an author’s self-insert, as if this was a bad fiction. I shivered and my whole image shuddered out and back in of existence as I immediately became grateful I wasn’t in some’s saucy fan-fiction. It went to show that even if I was in a murder scene, things could always get worse. Like pudding. @xinoehp512 @AonEne @Dr. Dapper
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    Oh wow, there were a lot of people here. “I think the plan was to survive,” Cheh said to Alyssa and eyeing everyone else who was joining them. Another elemental person, Cheh could understand that. Even on other planets, the four elements must have remained universal, right? But Jessy didn’t use an element. Unless there were elements Cheh’s planets hadn’t discovered yet... like gravity. Following Jessy’s example he took a leave and cupped up some water, drinking it in. It was hot from John’s and the surprise of heat almost scalded Cheh’s tongue. He gestured the water to the group. “We have some water, if you want.” Cheh would have preferred it to be cold, but water was water and it was unwise to be picky about it.
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    Time passed, and as the sun began to rise so did Rob from his sleep. He didn’t need an alarm clock, he go at up at the same time every day, and it was always the same routine on what to do after. Doing his morning rituals Rob looked at himself in the bathroom mirror. A perfectly emotionless face looked back. Slowly, he moved his hands to his face, his mouth. Hooking each index finger under a corner of his mouth he pulled them upwards, seeing in the mirror his own face having a smile. Quickly he let go again, shivering. Don’t show emotion, never show emotion... storms, he really needed some cat photos right about now. As he made his way to the living room he took enjoyment in the silence. There quite a few people up before him, but also many that got up after. Pouring himself some cereal (he always hadn’t cereal for breakfast, and the same type too - bland Cheerios) he rested his phone on the dining table beside his bowl, and began looking at photos of cats, going to his most browsed website. He made sure to go on Private mode, so his searches wouldn’t show up on his search history, and he made sure to keep a look out so no one could see the cats he was browsing through. But they looked cute. And soft...
  18. I think I am here.
    Hey Furret! I’m taking Furret through the green glass door.
  19. I think I am here.
    Hey Ark, this is a really cool idea. That being said, if people haven’t been making too many uninvested characters now, how will creating another ‘vanilla slot’ give people motivation? Most people already do have a slot or two available for characters, but still don’t make any uninvested ones. Why would adding an extra slot for the purpose change that? Also, worth noting we do have some (rather awesome) uninvested characters like Eve. But I do see your point, that there’s an imbalance, I just don’t see how another slot would aid that? Though I have tried myself to try and get some very low-level NPCs in some of my posts (most notably Wes, who somehow evolved into actually having a purpose, Patrick Miller, who I fully expected to be killed by Queen Elsa Steelheart, and Neil Patrick Carter, NPC ). So, in conclusion, I think you have a point about the imbalance, but I’m not sure if creating another slot for it is how we solve it. -I think I am here, aka ITIAH, aka Itiah
  20. I think I am here.
    “If we have the resources,” Alask said, not liking the way she stared at him. “I’m no plumber, but I know fixing pipes is easier than making new ones. So if we have the resources, yes. But I think we should focus on fixing this whole neighbourhood up before going into other ordeals. Get it back to what it was before Laonin left and everything went to storms over here.”
  21. I think I am here.
    Heal Iri (because golden skin is awesome) and hurt Thaylenah. Iri - 5 Rira - 5 Reshi Isles - 5 Herdaz - 5 Aimia - 6 Shinovar - 6 Jah Keved - 5 Alethkar - 4 Thaylenah - 4 Central Dominance - 5 Northern Dominance - 5 Eastern Dominance - 5 Southern Dominance - 5 Western Dominance - 5 Terris Dominance - 5 Fjordell Empire - 7 Arelon - 5 Teod - 4 Svorden - 5 Duladel - 6 Rose Empire - 5 Hallandren - 5 Idris - 5 Pahn Kahl - 3 Elendel Basin - 5 The Roughs - 5 Southern Scadrians - 5 Heal Fjordell, Hurt Teod
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  23. I think I am here.
    Things happened fast. Very fast. So fast I looked around to see whether there was a bendalloy or cadmium misting around. Not like I would know. I was no Seeker. Or was I? Taking a swig of my metals I tried to burn bronze. Nothing. Storm, I was probably going to get metal poisoning now. I cursed the writer at not giving me powers, and looked down at Ene and this man with a dog’s head. I kneeled down, looking at the man-dog, realisation dawning on me. “I’ve seen you before, somewhere,” I said. “Didn’t you do that eastern street slang rap?”
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    “A robot,” Max said. In all his years he’d fought against all kinds of species, singers, sleepless, humans, but never robots. The thought had always seemed surreal to him. Like it was out of some sort of movie, or book (or FFRP, if he even knew what those things were). The thought of the fight being like a movie struck him again. Him and Mara, laying down in front of the TV, discusijnng why didn’t they just use a jammer to kill the evil enemy robot. “Why don’t we use an electrical jammer?” Max said. “No matter how resistant they might be to Investiture, an EMP is an EMP.” A name, a brief thought of someone who was good at that sort of stuff drifted through Max’s mind but he forgot. There wasn’t someone, good at electronics. Wiley? No. “The only problem is, of course,” he said. “I have no idea how we’d make one of those.”
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    “No problem,” Alask said, looking to her. She seemed... not happy. But Alask had said she could stay, her and the kid. Maybe she was unhappy about being unable to poison people. Alask couldn’t relate, but everyone had their hobbies, and Alask would also be upset if he couldn’t do his. But still, his hobbies didn’t include torture. “The plan...” he exhaled, shaking his head. “I overheard most of the pipes giving water to this area burst in the invasion. When the people come back from the evacuation there isn’t going to be any clean water coming out of taps. I was thinking the Forge’s next project would be fixing them. Simple, easy, gives us good standing with the locals.”
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