AonEne
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Well, iirc, E0 encompasses everything before E1. There are no negative eras because all of that time was in Era Zero. I agree that this should be canonical. There wouldn’t really be a point to it otherwise.
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Wait, so what is the final plan?
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Cassie spun around and almost burned a tortilla; she hadn’t realized he was still in the room. “Uncle James! Hey! Um. Jace and Ax, they’re getting married.” @Dr. Dapper
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Sorry Luna at least your voice on here works fine.
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This wouldn’t be Era 0, that’s more of an OOC thing though it might not be Era 4 either, as it might go past when E4 ends. A bit like the fantasy/horror/Scadrial threads, outside of the timeline.
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Ene reversed time and won the battle.
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“Yellow and green are the colors,” Cassie called to Evelyn and Edwin, cooking the tortillas.
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Do you want me to send it?
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Myriad watched the director leave with interest, then sat in the closest chair and began to fill out the questionnaire.
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Tautology is funny because it’s amusing, and I think this club should come back because I’m of the opinion that it should return.
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Sure.
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“Okay,” Cassie agreed nervously, hoping she’d do it right.
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And we’ve come full circle back to Paranatural
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“How can we help?”
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Really? Is it on the Shard or online?
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After you post the drawing, I’m gonna PM you what I look like.
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Awwww you think I’m warm it is brown, yes.
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I’m done assuming genders forever. I get them wrong too many times. It’s one of those.
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*blinks* What color do you think my eyes are?
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What’s your idea of what I look like?
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They went to several stores and had magical side adventures and it was super cool and then they came home with the stuff as planned with no Voidbringer attacks or police interventions or lengthy conversations or getting ready for prom or backstory or scary Unmade dreams or extra weddings. Cassie parked the car in the garage and dumped the stuff on the kitchen table for Evelyn. “How’s it going?”
