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LessName

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  1. Bro, invasion is against the rules. Those rules we very clearly specified and agreed on.
  2. @Kelsier_is_Sigma16 has foolishly declared Tidepods superior to Wet Wipes. I will not stand for this, here we (wet wipe consuming people) must gather, and wage war against those who have wronged us.
  3. Faunus waited, until the rest of her group was further down the tunnel, and the Faceless start to crowd into the entrance of the cave. She shuddered, feeling somewhat defenseless, despite her new found Narration. One of the Faceless moved to reach for her, and she stumbled back further into the tunnel, only to lose her footing, and go down with a yelp. As she did so, the front entrance of the cave collapsed, the roar of the rocks falling drowning out her scream.
  4. Faunus sighed, “It’s probably that.” She gestured to where the dead Faceless that had looked like Moni was lying, still pooling in blood. She then eyed Palsu suspiciously. “Perseus, can you carry Moni? I’ll collapse the tunnel.”
  5. Faunus moved over to the tunnel, a slight breeze disturbing her long waist length strawberry blonde hair. “It won’t, there’s a breeze. But at least suffocation will kill us slower than the Faceless.”
  6. Faunus raised a questioning eyebrow, as Palsu charged forward, and started bashing in Faceless skull. “Well, you dealt with that rather calmly.” She said with a disapproving grimace, as she stepped back and out of the way of the now pooling blood, which didn’t end up going far, due to rather convenient cracks in the cave floor that seemed to drain the blood away. Looking over at Moni, Faunus gasped, rushing to her, and helping the poor woman sit up against the wall. Faunus grimaced, seeing Moni was in no condition to start walking. “We can’t, Moni isn’t well, Perseus.” Then suddenly she pointed, to a small tunnel going deeper inside the cave, that they must not have seen earlier. “We can go further in, then Kion, can you collapse the entrance of the cave with a spell?” @Dragonheir
  7. Faunus looked impatiently between the two, raising an eyebrow at the exchange. At least she was getting some more information, but still, if someone would tell her what was going on, it would be much appreciated.
  8. Granted, you have to fly to another country to get it. I wish for better art skill
  9. “Well excuse me, I’m sorry I didn’t pay attention to something that was said to me while my Author was not so inclined to give me life. “ Faunus said, with clear irritation, folding her arms across her chest.
  10. Granted, you can only be fully productive for one hour each day. I wish for the economy to be better.
  11. Faunus nodded, “Oh yes, a Faceless, because I was totally warned ahead of time those exist.” She said, voice practically dripping with the sarcasm in it, as she wrapped her arms around herself, as if such a gesture could protect her from the chill she felt.
  12. Faunus peeked her head out the cave, raising an eyebrow at Moni tying up… herself? “Wonderful, what’s going on, and should I be seeing double? Did we find a long lost twin, or the evil copy of Moni?” She asked somewhat sarcastically, considering literally anything can happen here on TLT.
  13. “It’s okay.” Faunus whispered back, “being cold towards me, I mean, not leftover trauma from Nameless. But I think I can understand, I myself having been too fond of half the Narrators I’ve met. They seem… almost frivolous, at times.”
  14. She smiled gently at Moni, “It’s quite possible, who knows, maybe I am worried. But I don’t really know what’s going on, to be honest. I’m just here to help.” With a gentle sigh, Faunus rested back against the wall, no longer fully sitting up, but not completely lying down either. She glanced over at him, frowning slightly, and making a clear effort to lower her voice some more. “Sorry, we’re just talking.”
  15. Faunus glanced over at Moni, raising an eyebrow as she watched the other woman roll over in her sleeping bag towards her. It was a very dignified display. “No, not really. Honestly, I don’t know what’s keeping me up.”
  16. See I’ll tell you yes, because I try to pick them up. They don’t go after people to bite them, but they are capable of biting, although so far as I know, they’re unable to break the skin. says the man who got me a dragonfly that cannot bite (stuffed animal) for Christmas.
  17. I don’t even attempt to wrap my mind around physics. In fact, I deny its existence, along with logic. Both are useless. thats hard, sorcerer’s apprentice is a good one, gotta always love Lord of the Rings. I really like ladybugs and dragonflies. No, I wouldn’t squish them. Dragonflies bite, and what monster would do that to a ladybug? I haven’t had the time, really. To NameIess’ dismay.
  18. Thank you! Yes he is! I’m always greatly inspired, and then humbly put in my place whenever I watch any of his videos. But thank you so much! Thank you! Both are really great choices.
  19. Faunus raised that eyebrow at Moni, clearly unimpressed by her mysticism. “Thank you.” Faunus said gratefully, setting her sleeping bag a bit outside the group, since her absence, she felt like she was intruding. After a while of just laying in the sleeping bag, wide awake, she sat up, and looked around. Faunus nodded to herself, seeing they at least left someone on watch, and sighed as sleep refused her.
  20. “Yes, but define weird. Is there a good and a bad weird? Or are both negative?” Faunus tilted her head to the side, brow furrowing slightly. “Honestly, I can’t remember really anything before Subversion found me in the desert. So it’s either your classic case of amnesia, or my author has neglected to but actual thought into my backstory. . . You?”
  21. Faunus blinked suddenly, her author being coaxed by an extremely attractive boyfriend to bring life back to her character to annoy Moni. She then turned her attention towards the group, and smiled slightly. “I’m back, for who knows how long. . .” Then she raised an eyebrow at Moni, “What counts as one of the ‘weird ones’?”
  22. Faunus gasped loudly, life flooding back into her as her Author gave up some time from her Subversion Fanart, for this very cause. She stepped up to the group, smiling at everyone, because being alive again felt good, but she really didn’t know how long that would last. “What’s going on?” Faunus asked, no one in particular.
  23. She shot him a glare, “Don’t twist my words, that’s not what I said.” Faunus turned away from him, moving to grab a pack of supplies that laid conveniently by the door into the train car. This is stupid, he takes advantage of me, and gets lifeless and stiff? Her hands curled into frustrated fists, before she huffed, and just felt deflated and empty. No, no- this what not what she meant when she said middle of nowhere. A nowhere like that doesn’t exist, and the Render can’t mold nothing into itself, because that’s simply ridiculous. The middle of nowhere was a figure of speech, obviously, and meant, an open field, far away, with hardly in change of landscape in sight for a long long time. Faunus actually snorted at Kion’s retort, and had turned to grin appreciatively at him, until she remembered the change in their relationship, and her face fell, mouth downturning in a frown. That delightful twinkle in her lovely green eyes, once so common around Kion was simply gone now. “I’m Faunus, and I really wouldn’t have hit you.” She replied to the newcomer, or she guessed her and Kion were the newcomers. “We’re here because Kion, a Mage, would like to help people before his Render kills him. And you two were first on our list of non-made up people we could help.” Faunus said, inspecting the situation. Actually we’re here because my Author and her boyfriend, Moni’s Author, thought it would be funny to drive a train into Ragnarok. Faunus thought, not so other Narrators could hear, because they couldn’t, but purely for the entertainment of the other Authors.
  24. Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, a train shot past, running over the monster, although it seemed to be in the process of slowing down, the wheel screeching as sparks flew from the grinding metal. The train stopped, settling with a final hiss. Two people looked out from inside. @Ookla the Inquisitive @Ookla the Irreplaceable
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