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  1. TwinStorm
    Atreides smiled. Symbol. That was . . . interesting, to say the least. Leverage? It could work, but it could also bring down the full wrath of the Antagonist upon himself. --- "No. It's strange, really. Why do they struggle? You've subjugated most of the Thread, and yet few are willing. They harbor resentment."
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    Doc!
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    Very well. the Storms faded, not entirely sure what bargain they had just made.
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    "I will."
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    "For what?"
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    Fael nodded. "You'd rather rule and die than remain. Interesting."
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    Cricket sighed. Winds. He was gone. And just like that, Cricket was alone. With only his thoughts. Love could probably help Bacon better than he could.
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    ooh yes pls I would love that literally my only problem with running it myself is that I couldn't play it lol also I don't have time to fully GM
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    Cricket sighed. "Swear it to me. By your Author."
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    its great makes a ton of sense grammatically but Latin 5 is translating the Aeneid in the original
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    I'm in AP Latin, also known as Latin 5
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    varsity volleyball is peak

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    Cricket paled visibly, memories racing through his head. Memories of a night in the mist, fighting withergeists. "I'll do it." he said quietly, steeling himself. "But we need to make a pact. Two of the most powerful men left on the Thread. Under no circumstances will we let Rebus summon the Witherlord."
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    Put me down as Matrim Cauthon
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    yeah buddy!
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    "Hey, Love." Cricket sighed. He didn't want to side with him, but he didn't have much choice. "I don't really have much of a say in the matter. My wishes? More like my Author's bidding."
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    you should run a game with a serial killer faction.
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    Anything Thanos says
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    Cricket stood on the edge of a cliff, mentally preparing himself for what came next. He didn't want to do this, but it had to be done. "Malevolence!" he called out. "I want to talk." @NameIess
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    Greyhounds
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    nothings better than live music, friends, and getting rejected by waitresses

    literally the perfect night

    still smell like woodsmoke

    1. Through The Living Glass

      Through The Living Glass

      heh

      heheh

      heh

      anyway

      Glad you had fun :D

    2. echo74

      echo74

      sounds fun :D

  22. TwinStorm
    Cricket crashed through the portal, cursing as roaring emanated from around him. This wasn't how he had wanted to start his heroic return. Here he was, instead fighting some stupid monster. He turned around, pulling out knives as the dragon took to the sky. It was a large beast, bigger than any he had seen, and had been ravaging the local village when he showed up. It wouldn't be too difficult to kill, only frustrating. He probably shouldn't have enraged it as much as he did. The dragon blew spurts of fire around, torching the hillside. Cricket crouched in a defensive posture, watching as the dragon soared around, undoubtedly hunting his scent. "C'mon." he muttered to himself. "Take the bait. Come and get me." The dragon paused for a moment, sniffing the air. Cricket grinned. It had his scent. Sure enough, the dragon turned toward him and let loose an earth-shattering roar, diving directly at him. Around him, pines splintered and cracked at the bellowing of the beast and Cricket grinned, feeling alive for the first time in a while. The beast got closer, and Cricket began to feel the heat of the flames licking the trees. "C'mon. Just a bit closer." The beast roared again, sending trees flying, but Cricket remained firm. The heat began to hurt, but he just Enulled it away, instead focusing on the six tons of meat about to crash into him. The wisps of his cloak caught fire, and his tunic began to burn. He could ignore it for right now. The beast opened its jaws. Cricket smiled and his entire bag caught alight. "There we go." His cloak disintegrated in the heat, as the dragon got closer. Barely a dozen yards away. Flame began to build in its maw again. The beast unleashed fire hot enough to melt stones as Cricket vanished, teleporting away. The dragon had time to wonder why it did not hear screams before it slammed into the mountainside, its twelve tons of flesh punching into the hill. Cricket grinned, watching the earthquake from a safe distance away. It was a spectacle. The hill flattened, sending trees and boulders flying in all directions. Once it was evident the carnage had ended, Cricket portaled back to the beast, which was by all means, dead. He smiled, picking his way through the corpse. A shame he had to kill the beast, but it had been threatening innocents. Enough distractions. Rebus grows stronger. Find allies. Cricket sighed. "I was helping the people." Enough distractions. "Very well."
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    "Really?" she smirked, then paused for a moment, ear cocked as if listening to the wind. "The Authors are returning at least. I can feel their presence. Nameless, Elan, Sequence . . . They could be dangerous. How long before someone like Platypus returns and challenges you? Vengeance may be even stronger than Antagonist."
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    Time passed. People go and change, and sometimes, stories are told. But they are only blips . . . only moments of a vast time. And in the moments not described, people change. Time had passed. Months maybe. Cricket had stopped keeping track. Since . . . Rebus's rise, he had gone solo. Gone alone. It was safer for everybody. He had spent the last few . . . months, traveling backwater areas of the Thread, keeping a low profile. But things had changed. Rebus was unstoppable. Cricket sighed, groaning as he lay against the trunk of the tree, listening to the sounds of the birds overhead. He had given that up. Now he was just a wanderer, just a nobody. You should go back. Cricket frowned, glancing upwards. "What?" he muttered to himself. That didn't feel like his Author, or any other Narrator he knew. Go back. The Antagonist is here. "Who . . . I'm not going back, you know. I gave that up." Go back. Nobody stands against him. "I . . ." he groaned, standing up. "I'm done with all that. I've only brought pain." You have a chance. Go back. He snorted. "I have a chance? You know how ridiculous that is? I should've foreseen this. I should've prevented him from obtaining Antagonist." Then what's left to lose? Cricket frowned, confused. What's left to lose . . . "Nothing. Everything good is gone. They're gone. Tam . . . Bat . . . Rose is missing." he winced. He didn't like to think of them. Bad memories. Then why not try again? "Why not try again? That's . . ." he frowned. Why not? He had nothing left to lose. At this point, he might as well stand against Rebus. "I . . ." Go back. Cricket nodded instinctively, and stood up. He brushed the leaves off his jacket, straightening it, and sighed. He was really doing this. Go back. Cricket took a step forward, hesitantly at first, but his steps growing firmer, harder. Go back. "I will."
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    She nodded. "Unfortunate. But fair."
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