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Wow... that must be both incredible and slightly bittersweet. Congratulations on having a successful campaign that long!

In May of 2019 I ran my first game of DnD that became an ongoing campaign.

Today I ran the final concluding session of that same campaign!

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Well, it is red.

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That Pokemon is Mimikyu. It looks scary. It wants to look cute. Pikachu is cute. It dresses up like Pikachu so everyone will think it's cute.f Best Pokemon.

Mimikyu has infiltrated the pack

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What we could have had...

Andrew Robinson on playing Garak for the first time. 

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That's a butterfly.

so awesome that you can go outside and see a pigeon

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Everyone did triangle their best.

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And that is why Paradox Pokemon aren't supposed to be real.

LMAO WHOOPS

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why is it. not doing anything

its no good. its no good. you dont sweep the dishes its no good.

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My new story has a new poll!

Awakenings Part 3 Poll

This will be important, as the foreshadowing of Awakenings Part 2 hints at.

(Read Awakenings Part 1 and 2 first)

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Awakenings, Part 2

cw: depression

Dreams of flight. Of fear. Of falling. Of a final failure.

Amber startled awake with a splitting headache. That party last night had left its mark on her. She always has such weird dreams after these big "events", and always felt awful afterwards. College life was a blast, other than waking up afterwards. Oh - and the classes. Those weren't very fun. But she didn't really have to try too hard; as long as she passed, the actual grades didn't matter. And she was sure someone would be willing to help a cute girl like herself with her homework.

Anyways, headaches and grades were Future-Amber's problem. It just so happened that today, she was Future-Amber.

"Shit, I'm late! One more tardy and I'll get an absence, and one more absence and the professor will drop me from his class!"

Amber rushed to clean off last night's lingering presence, get dressed, and put on her makeup. She managed to get everything done in record time, and was going to make it, no problem! Maybe one day she'd be punished for flouting potential consequences -

But that was Future-Amber's problem.

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Dreams of beauty. Of brightness. Of broken hearts. Of burning out spectacularly.

Jack woke up from the strangest dream, though he didn't want to. Every part of his body ached and pulled him into his bed. While the end of his dream - quickly growing hazy and vague - was awful, something about it felt more vivid than the dreary, dull life he lived.

But he had no time to think about it. He had no choice. He had to get out of bed, eat his breakfast, get dressed, get down to his factory job, work the hard hours for little pay, then maybe hang out with the other guys after work to let out a little steam. This was not what he wanted to do. What he wanted to do was -

No. No time to think about it. That's not him, anyways. Jack doesn't like that, as much as these random thoughts tell him. Mundane existence causes the craziest of fleeting fantasies.

Maybe, today, he'll break up the monotony with some of his more colorful clothing - no. The other guys might give him a hard time about that. Just the basic black t-shirt and jeans, today as always.

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Dreams of simplicity. Of softness. Of sweetness. Of sadness so close to saving.

Another nightmare. Nothing new there. At least this time, she had friends in the dream, even if she lost them before losing herself.

Max groaned and rolled over, falling out of bed. Third time this week. Probably a sign to stay inside. Again.

She had nowhere to go. Even if she did, she had no need to get dressed - she had fallen asleep in her hoodie and sweatpants again. She could get back into bed, and go back asleep, if her nightmares would let her.

But Max had to clean up her apartment. What if there was an apartment inspection? She'd fail for sure.

She gathers enough willpower to crawl off of the floor and take care of the mess that was her apartment. Not too bad! Maybe next she could tackle the mess that was her life!

Well... maybe tomorrow.

But that dream did give her an idea. Maybe she could join an MMO, and make friends there, instead of all her single-player games.

Yeah, that could be nice.

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New Blog

I have posted part one of a new story on this (Cloth and Clockwork) blog, but that and the rest will now be on a separate blog specifically for the new Empty Spaces-inspired Magical Girl series I'm writing.

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Mike sounds hot.

mike's hard carapace

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*petpetpet* It's okay, you are doing so well!

It’s been a hard day bro can you pet me

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Awakenings, Part 1

CW for uncertain fates, potential death, violence, injury

Scout quickly dropped from the sky, diving to relative safety from the mass of darkness chasing her. The giant moth put on as much speed as she could, aided by the magic of the glowing faerie on her back. She skidded into a landing in front of the others. "I'm… I'm so sorry… I couldn't… I couldn't shake it. And there's more coming… I'm so sor-"

"Shhhh…. we both did our best," 'Jaindoh' said as they jumped off Scout's back. Their delicate, ethereal features showed just the barest hint of sorrow. "I'm sure that no one blames either you or I."

The others nodded. "You did well," Maria said, her grip on her walking stick tightening as energy flows through her and into it. "Now… Scout… Jaindoh… let us handle the rest. Just… split up and fly in opposite directions."

'Jaindoh' hissed at Maria for suggesting such a thing. "Together," they said, "we can outrun it-"

"For a little while, but you'll run out of magic, and they'll get both of you eventually. If you split up, not only can it not get both of you, but it might hesitate in indecision long enough for both of you to get out of its sight."

Just as 'Jaindoh' seemed to acquiesce, Scout jumped in.

"N-no, I can't do that! I just brought them to you, I can't let you fight them alone… I can't doom another family… not after-"

"You didn't doom them, and you aren't dooming us. There' s nothing you can do but live for us."

"But - "

The 'young lady' sitting on the giant mushroom interjected. "This one is designed for protection. You are not. Let it do its Duty."

"Come on, please! Maria and Olive are right!" 'Jaindoh' pulled at one of Scout's arms. "We need to go!"

"…fine.. sorry…" Scout finally agreed and the two winged entities took off to the skies as the dark force drew nearer. They flew in opposite directions…

And the darkness took no time to decide who to chase. It floated swiftly yet heavily straight at Scout - and there was no way Scout could outrun it without 'Jaindoh's' help.

A barrage of sparks struck the darkness, and a shooting star - no, it was 'Jaindoh!' - flew like a shining missile right into it. In a shower of sparks and explosions, it was hard to see them falling… falling… falling… their glow gone and replaced by creeping shadows.

The mushroom suddenly jumped up out of the ground and seemed to have sprouted arms and legs. It's… face?… was almost childlike, yet froze with fear, like a little kid finding the boogeyman actually under their bed. It ran as fast as it could, managing to cushion 'Jaindoh's' fall with the mushroom cap of its head. They bounced right into its arms.

At first, the mushroom seemed relieved, but then started to cry when it saw the condition 'Jaindoh' was in. The faerie spoke. "Petrichor… is… is that you?"

"…uh-huh," the mushroom replied. "Petrichor is here. Got you… you be okay, okay?"

"I'm… sorry, Petri… I can't promise you that. Tell Scout… tell everyone… my name is.. E-"

Before they could finish, the darkness overtook them, and they were gone. Petrichor was heartbroken. "Petrichor… Petrichor will tell-"

But Petrichor would tell no one, as the the darkness from 'Jaindoh' spread to it. Maria and Olive are soon at Petrichor's side, but there was nothing they could do. Olive's head twitched slightly, the only sign of distress on the otherwise seemingly-emotionless porcelain 'person'. On the other hand, the witch wept openly, her staff now angrily crackling with energy. "How many more… how many more?"

At least one more. Even with the ultimate sacrifice 'Jaindoh' made, Scout still couldn't get away.

Even more bad news: a practical tidal wave of darkness had arrived, threatening to sweep them away in its gluttonous tide.

"This is it, dear," Maria sighed. "I'm almost charged. I'll end this one way or anoth-"

Before she could finish speaking, a sudden spike of darkness jutted out straight for her heart - only for the doll beside her to suddenly be in front of her. It barely pierced Olive, but the cracks were already starting to spread, and darkness permeated and seeped. It was eventually completely enveloped. The spike vanished… and so did Olive.

As did any restraint Maria had.

"You… you vile miasma! You putrid nothingness! You took my friends… you took. My. Olive." The sparks and arcs on her staff were more than mere crackles now. They raged with the fury of the witch's heart. "You have left me with nothing but my hatred of you. You may have that too!" A flash of red engulfs the land, starting from the tip of her staff, until nothing could be seen but-

Five nightmares ended. None of the dreamers realized they shared the same dream of fantastical beings, nor were they aware of the seeds that were planted within them.

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ROSE IS RED VIOLET IS BLUE GRADES IS PASS BABA IS YOU

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Artemis Fowl - I loved the stories, but I also loved decoding the messages;

And Animorphs - somehow child-appropriate, yet has dark themes that a lot of adult shows and books are nervous about tackling.

not allowed to say Harry Potter, but what was your book series obsession as a teen

mine was definitely Eragon