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  1. LessName
    Faunus gave a dismissive sniff at his forgiveness, folding her arms across her chest. “What kind of name is Hacob? And I never said Subversion was a fool.” She said with a slight scowl, emphasizing Subversion’s name. Because name calling was pure pettiness. She sputtered, and burst out laughing at the dress on Platypus, going so far as to snort, which threw her back into fits of laughter. Faunus wiped a tear from her eye, smiling up at the other woman. “You’re no so bad yourself.”
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    Not completely on the loose, don’t worry. I’m mildly contained.
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    So that’s how I’ll spend my afternoon tomorrow, and since you’ve never described him, I can draw him how I want, and it’ll be too late for you to say no, because nobody can think of him any other way. Sounds good.
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    So he’s bald. . . . When are we going to get fanart?
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    … have you ever actually seen a platypus? They have hair… covering their entire body. Unless of course yours is bald, then no judgement on my part.
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    Faunus paused, more than willing to test this theory. “I don’t have sand in my hair.” She stated, very firmly. And just as she had said, the sand in her hair was gone. Suddenly, her lips curled up into a rather wicked smirk, “Subversion is wearing a very pink dress, it’s long and flowing, getting caught in the sand.” She shot him a glare, “Only two self-centered Narrators? Surely Subversion counts as two, and you alone maybe three.” Then she sighed, once he started his speech, and decided very wisely to ignore him.
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    “I’m-“ She paused, cocking her head to the side for a moment, as her brow furrowed in thought. “Funny… I don’t know- or remember. I can’t remember much past waking up in the desert. . .” She spluttered, one moment there was sand on her face, the next there wasn’t. Faunus stared at Lady Bug for a moment, “You keep saying that, but I don’t understand what that means? What is a Narrator?” She slumped slightly, feeling overwhelmed by all the information and craziness going on.
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    “Ah, so like end of the world as we know it?” Faunus waved a dismissive hand, her expression flat, although the twinkle in her green eyes, as well as the slightest upturn of her lips revealed her sarcasm. “Boring, please I have better things to be about.” So I clearly didn’t offend away the prophetic energies, hah! Take that, princess. She smiled with satisfaction to herself. For a moment, she smiled, thinking this was all some joke, until she looked over at Lady Bug, then her smile fell. “I’m doing it? How? I don’t quite understand-“
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    Faunus turned towards Bacon, her brow furrowed in confusion. “No, I can’t say I do. . .” She eyed the dress with a flat, unamused stare, before slowly raising one eyebrow at Lady Bug. “Um, no thank you.” Feeling somewhat self conscious about the dress she was wearing, Faunus wondered where she could find a good pair of boots and trousers. As she thought that, once again her clothing changed to fit what she wanted. Her green dress pulled in on itself, the skirt becoming pants of a dark green shade, the top part of her dress splitting from the rest to become a white tunic, with long flowing sleeves, and laced up the front. A belt sprouted around her waist, made of good sturdy leather like the boots that now covered her feet, a small pouch for coin attached on the side, as well as a good hunting knife. Glancing down at herself, Faunus frowned in confusion. Who was doing that? Making my clothes change? Faunus raised an unimpressed eyebrow at the scene, folding her arms across her chest once more as she watched Subversion stomp off in a tantrum. “The prophetic energies? Please- as if I could offend them.” She said with a snort of amusement. “I heard it too.” Faunus said, although she seemed confused once more. “Although it sounded like utter nonsense. Who’s Advernturers? And what about this Thread? Or those Plotblades was it?”
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    Faunus scowled at Subversion, but didn’t rise to the bait, considering Tam was still standing in between them. “I forgive you, only because it seems kindness is a certain failing of yours.” The young woman said, flipping her long strawberry blonde hair over her shoulder, as she glared back at Subversion. “So it was a rhetorical question then?” Gah, you’re kidding- I tried to copy and paste, but no, let’s just send it instead. Faunus bristled again, crossing her arms across her chest, and giving Subversion another scowl. “At least I looked like I was actually doing something, instead of sitting around in my pretty little princess dress.”
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    Fanuas? We’re onto pathetic name calling now? Her mouth curled up in not so nice smirk as she raised her chin defiantly meeting Subversion’s gaze. “I was not lost, I knew exactly where I was going. And excuse me, I didn’t ask you to come here and ‘save’ me.” Taking Subversion’s challenge, Faunus returned a step towards her, those normally lovely green eyes cold, “Manners? Please, I can already tell you don’t use those.” She said with a nasty scowl. “It wouldn’t be my first time being abandoned anyway.” She then paused slightly, brow furrowing. Where did that last part come from? Faunus couldn’t remember… anything. But that one hurt, being abandoned. Looking up, her brow furrowed in confusion. “Narrator? What is that- wait- hear my thoughts?” Faunus’ cheeks flushed red, as she eyed Subversion again. Stepping back, as Tam got in the way, face still feeling hot from the shame, the young woman grimaced, reluctantly giving back ground to Subversion.
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    Faunus’ brow rose again, her green eyes alight as she stood up to face this woman. “Alright, Princess, first of all, I can take care of myself, thank you very much.” She said, giving Subversion’s shadowy dress an amused look, as her own waist length strawberry blonde hair took flight in the same breeze. “And I don’t look nearly dead from dehydration.” As she stated this, her appearance of looking dead from said dehydration went away, the sand shedding from her hair, knots in it untangling as it weaved itself into a nice braid. Her ragged clothings turning into a simple green dress, made for riding, her pale freckled skin losing the burns from the sun. And the whole time, Faunus seemed unaware, for when she glanced down, she started, and her image flickered for a moment back to the sandy wretch.
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    The young woman managed a small smile again, shaking Tam’s hand. She blinked, and then raised an eyebrow at the question. “Is this a rhetorical question? Because I honestly have no idea what’s going on. All I know is I hate sand, and now it’s in my hair, and between my toes.” Faunus grimaced at the vigor the woman showed, holding on tightly to her glass of water in the other hand, trying not to let any spill. She eyed this, Subversion character, mouth downturning in a slight frown, acquaintances are they now? Very well then. ”I don’t know, at least, don’t remember. Why would you care anyway?” She said, bristling slightly, overwhelmed at all the people talking to her at once.
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    Faunus looked up at her, green eyes widen in confusion and shock. “H-how did you do that-“ She had started to ask, then shook her head, steeling herself before starting again, and this time her tone was a little curt. “I’m fine, thank you.” She then turned to the other woman, tilting her head slightly, brow furrowing. Their silly little plot? What is that supposed to mean? Sighing softly, she managed a very small smile. “Faunus, my name is Faunus, thank you.” Faunus started again, this time at the glass of water now in her hands. It was cold… cold water in the desert. “Thank you, um, miss?” Her smile widened a little, and she took a tentative sip of the water. “My name is Faunus.”
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    Faunus started back at the banner with her name on it, and jumped again at yet more confetti. What was wrong with these people? More than a little overwhelmed, the young woman sat down in the sand, and ran a hand through her waist length strawberry blonde hair, her trembling fingers getting caught in the travel made tangles. What was going on?
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    The young woman stared at the open door this crazy lady had just walked through, and then blinked, clearly dazed and beyond confused at the hat and confetti. Her green eyes slid from the open door, in the middle of the desert, to the confetti now on the ground, beside her bare feet in the sand. “What?” Looking up again sharply at the group, and pushing stray strands of strawberry blonde hair out of her freckled face, the young woman grimaced at the unusual question. Was this all for real? Or had she been out in the sun too long? ”I’m sorry, an oracle? No. . . I don’t think so-“ The young woman said, frowning slightly.
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    And yet, while there was nothing around for the said twenty miles, there stood a young woman, not that far off, looking more than a little surprised at the group’s sudden appearance, and somewhat ragged from travel. “H-hello. . ?” She seemed to ask, hesitantly. Her green eyes were narrowed in doubt, clearly suspicious whether or not what she saw was really there.
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    They’ll go by some other name, of course. Who would name their character nameless anyway
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    NameIess has decided I need to join TLT, but I can’t decide, should I do a male or female narrator?
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    Thank you!
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    Just some digital art.
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    Meh, he’s kinda slimy. But he’s funny, so he gets a slight pass. I’ll be upset if he dies, but not utterly heart broken.
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    Words of Radiance Chasmfiend book nook. Full credit to NorthoftheBoarder on YouTube for the idea, and blessedly, a materials list. But otherwise the sculpting is all my own. Capybara wedding cake toppers, because why not?
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    So far I’ve guessed a few things, so we’ll have to wait and see. I can’t say I’m very attached to many characters, to be completely honest. But I did of course absolutely sob over Rhythm of War. That was rough. Thank you! I’ve pretty much read everything related to the Cosmere, and now Wheel of Time. Thank you! Windrunner, and I think Lightweaver was a close second. . .? Just a tiny bit. . .
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    Maybe, perhaps, I’m sure it wouldn’t be too hard to guess. WoT has been good, I’ve really been looking forward to the Brandon Sanderson books of it, and I must say, they have yet to disappoint. Yes, hello totally random person, whom is not sitting right next to me in fact. No, I have zero idea who you are.
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