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A Kindness. Chapter 1: Someone Do Something

"It wasn't log after the inauguration that the marches began. People I was raised to believe were the worst of the worst proudly gathered together and overtaking the streets of the city I call home. I can't just sit back and watch, if I do it would only get worse." - The Kind Stranger, recounting how his heroism began

It felt like it was as fast as one day to the next. Peaceful living, simple life problems, to bigots overtaking the country. Proud Boys and Nazis marched the streets without opposition from the authorities, until they became the authorities.

For some this didn't change much. For the lucky few they were unaffected, because they looked the same and they kept their head down. Aaron Trent was not one of those people.

Aaron Trent was not anyone special. He was a normal man, married with one child in the midst of a rocky separation working a basic office job. What he had was a heart for his fellow people.

"Citizenship documents at the ready!" An ICE Officer barks out outside the transit station. The cultural cleansing had been going on for months, these status check points were unnecessary. This was the final straw.

There was only three ICE Officers, their uniforms adorned with the US Flag, the ICE department logo, and on their wrists were red and white arm bands, and the easily identifiable red symbol of their hatred bold and center. Only three, Trent was one guy, one normal guy, but he had to do something.

The Officer's hadn't seen him yet, so his opportunity was ripe. Tucking around a corner he gets ready. Adorning black gloves, a full face mask, goggles, and hoodie to protect his identity he prepares to start what cannot be stopped. Revolution.

"Hey!" A shout from behind startles him, with a quick turn of his heel Trent swings a punch, connecting solidly with the jaw of the Officer that followed him. CRACK the officer goes down to the floor hard. It's begun.

Trent rushes out of the corner to the other two officers, in the middle of cuffing an innocent man while his family begs for his release. He runs in with a jumping punch, knocking the nearest officer to the ground.

Acting fast, the man in cuffs spins out of the officers grip and take his own swing, knocking his assailant back. Trent jumps in, wrapping the officer in a tight hold.

"Get him now!" Trent shouts at the man who happily obliges, swinging with all his might until the officer is out cold.

"Who are you?" The man asks as Trent tosses the lifeless body to the side.

"I'm uh...just a kind stranger. Here to make sure people like this return to being scared to be proud and people like you live free. I'm just trying to spread some kindness. "

"Thanks man. Kind stranger."

"Get home with your family safe okay? I'm sure more will be coming soon if these bigots don't check in."

The man nods, rushing off with his family.

Trent looks down at the unconscious officers by his feet, running through the actions in his head again.

"A kind stranger huh? I'm not very good at improvising I guess"

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Rebirth of Tenaria: Chapter 5 A Threat Revealed

The soft beeps of the monitoring equipment fills the otherwise silent room. Denim and Tress lay upon the cushioned medical beds, tubes and wires attached to their graphically glitched bodies monitoring their fluctuating vitals. Liz stands by Denim’s bed, her hand resting on his shoulder.

“I may not fully understand what's going on with you two, and I don't think Hood does either this time…which knowing my husband with practically infinite knowledge of all reality is clueless is not helping my anxiety…” she sighs looking down at the two young boys she welcomed into her home.

Beth, walks into the room with Tracey close behind her. The three sisters share a silent nod.

“How are they doing?” Tracey asks.

Liz frowns “their condition is…as stable as it can be I guess…how are Justin and Stephan doing with finding their source universe?”

“They are struggling, finding a completely different universe outside our own multiverse with no real direction is a bigger challenge than Hood or Aaron realized. Getting into a video game universe is easy in comparison to a completely different reality.”

“Hm, okay maybe it’s a bit of a long shot cause I don’t really get all the multiverse stuff like you two do cause…well Aaron’s not that kind of hero, but would it be possible to find the universe by trying to find their ‘Hood’?” Beth pipes in.

“That….might work actually. “ Liz gently squeezes Denim’s shoulder “My husband should be able to detect a….him…in another multiverse if it exists, and that should help the boys make a device to send them there.”

“M…mom?” Denim grumbles “I. I feel something…”

Liz furrows her brow in worry “what? What do you feel?”

Denim turns to face her, his eyes filled with a deep blue, with strange white symbols floating through “someone….coming in…”

Liz takes a step back slowly “Beth, go run and tell Hood your idea…now…”

Tracey steps up to the bed, her eyes dark. “Liz, go ahead and go with her. I’ll keep an eye on these two”

Liz looks up as shadows slowly fill the room, her sister’s powers taking affect “right. I trust you. Beth, let’s go”

Beth nods “Hood and Aaron are currently at the Thrift Shop, that big one that kinda just popped up when the world reset, I know a quick way to get there.”

“Good, lead the way sis.”

“Stay safe you two” Tracey speaks from the side of her mouth, her gaze fully focused on the boys.

“You too” Beth sends the final word as she and Liz leave. Tracey steps closer to Denim, her expression blank and serene with her eyes of complete darkness.

“So, who do you think you are? Trying to overtake my nephews?”

Tress laughs, in a voice that is not his own. His voice was deep, echoed and littered with static “oh mother of darkness, what comes is not anything anyone in this reality could be prepared for. I have no name yet for I have no identity. I am but an error upon the fabric of this reality. A misplaced line of code in what you know as existence. And I am only going to spread until my line is complete”

“Hm. Yeah alright, I don’t think so. Sorry boys, it’s going to be lights out for a while”

….

“What do you mean you cant get the door open? None of your magic works on it?” Aaron and Hood stood outside the medical room. Small whisps of dark shadows seep from under the door frame.

“Firstly, it’s not magic you know that. Secondly my UNIVERSAL GALACTIC powers currently have no affect on this darkness. Tracey is doing something in there that I can’t even comprehend. The darkness has reached a metaphysical state”

“Nerd. So what do we do?”

“Well…we go by Beth’s plan for now. I try and find myself in the boy’s source universe and Justine and Stephan make a portal there for us.”

“Man, still can’t believe you can’t just blast the door open”

“Oh shut up, why don’t you just claw it open then?”

“Oh! Oh let me try!”

“Wait no”

Before Hood could stop him, Aaron rushes at the door and slashes, only to get blasted back by a wall of darkness.

“Ow.”

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Feels good to be back

Denim and Tress belong to @gkatte

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Chronicles of Tenaira Quick Bit: Bro's Chat

It was a rain filled Tuesday night. Hood sat on his front porch, out looking his forest home. The sounds of the native animals of the woods, among some other, less natural creatures filling the night. He sighs, he knows he is meant to be inside with his wife, sleeping.

"What are you doing bro?" Aaron walks up to the front porch and takes a seat next to him.

"I'm thinking Aaron. About how our lives got to how they are. And if we even deserved it. I know we both love what we became. But do we deserve it. Don't we deserve to grow up with our brothers. To live normal lives?"

"You tell me Hood. You have seen the infinite multiverse. There must be worlds were we are normal. What are they like?"

"In those worlds, we are dead. In most versions everyone is. The World needs us like this. It needs a Hood, and a God Killer. "

"And our brothers?"

"You already know the answer to that. They never change. In those worlds were we die, they don't. I've seen one were they become us. Stephan takes my hood, Justin allows himself to become you. Fur and all."

Aaron chuckles "He's such a furry"

"Yup. And my little bro is apparently an edge lord"

Aaron laughs. "I miss the little guys. They are seventeen now right?"

"Yup. Tracey threw a huge party for there birthday last month. Where were you again?"

"Budapest. A Group 100 training facility was found so me, Hero, and Kujo took it down."

"You did get Justin something when you got back right?"

"I gave him the main general's coat from that training facility, blood stains, badges and all. He loved it, Tracey did not"

Hood laughs "Typical. I got Stephan a brand new science kit. The boys are trying to use science to open multidimensional portals. They refuse to use their magic to do it"

"Well look at me, I was made from science. You from magic. It's only natural for them to master both"

"And at some point they will" Hood removes his hood, his yellow eyes shining in the night. Aaron shakes some water off of his fur

"Damn rain. Why is it always either raining or super foggy here?"

Hood smirks "I made it that way. Helps keep it hidden."

Aaron rolls his eyes "Except for when people notice it's always raining and foggy."

"When they do, and they won't, I'm not afraid. You never found this place, I had to show you"

"Touché"

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The Rebirth of Tenaria: Chapter 4: Updates and News

“Well ladies, gentlemen, and all other beautiful listeners it seems we are back online. Such insane events like the world ending and restarting in between the span of an hour is just the life we live in a world of heroes. Welcome back to 103.3 JJBA Radio, I’m your host, the One of Many Names and it’s another beautiful day”

The radio continues to softly play in the background as Curly enters his forest home. He raises an eyebrow, he doesn’t remember leaving the radio on when he left. That eyebrow and the other quickly raise as he hears a can fall in the kitchen.

He walks as softly and quietly as a man of his size could towards the kitchen, carefully taking his axe out of its holster on his back and brandishing it as he slowly enters the kitchen.

Standing, no no more like crouching in his kitchen eating a ham and cheese sandwich was a girl, with messy brown hair, brown cat ears and tail, wearing a dirty little blue sundress with a beautiful yellow flower design. She had no shoes and was showing her fuzzy cat feat and claws. She looks up to him midbite.

“Uhm…” Curly looks down at her confused “so the hell are you?”

“Oh well big guy, what’s it to yah?” Replied the little gremlin cat girl.

“Girl this is my house. How did you even get in here?”

“Door was unlocked”

“Damn it. Who are you?”

“Names Stacey. And what’s your name mr tree guy?”

“Tree guy”

“Dude you are as big as a tree. Yeah I’m calling you tree guy”

Curly sighs, putting his axe back in its holster “my name is Curly”

“Ohhhh really now?” She croons “So Curly, you single?”

“You can’t be serious right now?”

“Tree guy im very serious. No way I’m gonna pass you up, you’re huge and could probably just carry me everywhere with ease. You’d be a perfect boyfriend”

“Get the hell out of my house”

“Make me” she teases with a smirk and sticking her tongue out.

He narrows his eyes and steps towards her. She lunges at him and quickly climbs onto his back and clings on tightly. He sighs and reaches around, grabbing the back of her dress, she responds by clinging tighter, digging her claws into his back. He sighs again.

“Mine” she says, giving him a light smooch on his cheek.

He rolls his eyes “fine whatever. Do I still have enough ham and cheese to make myself a sandwich?”

“Yeah, but don’t worry I’ll make one for you. Carry me to the fridge”

“Please.”

“Ugh fine, please carry me to the fridge”

“Better” he smirks, walking over to the fridge. She lets go and hops off his back “just ham and cheese?”

“What all do I have in there? It’s been a while and I’ve forgotten what I’ve got in my fridge”

“Uh….I see a couple cooked steaks, some other cheeses that I have never even heard of, a head of lettuce, some tomatoes, cucumbers, sliced roast beef, mushrooms, and it looks like a hot link”

“Yes.” Curly simply replies.

“Yes? To what?”

“All of it.”

“Make you a sandwich…with everything?”

“Yes please. You can have one too”

“I just met you and I think I’m in love”

“Don’t push it Stacey “

….

Professor and Detective walked the streets of Salsburg Square, a city they’ve only seen glimpses of in the mindscape, but now were in fully.

“So Doc, you ever thought this day would come?”

“What? That we would be here, or that this world would ever be brought back at all?”

“Well” Detective stops to ponder “both I guess “

“No. No to both. I anticipated that this world would be forgotten forever, left to the realm of forgotten works under Andrew’s watch deep in the archives, I’m thankfully wrong”

The duo stops as Uncle Sam, the patriotic eagle robot approaches them. It grins and waves kindly “ah! You two must be Detective and Professor. Vet told me about you two, he was very impressed with your skills and teamwork. I’m Uncle Sam! One of his robotic creations.”

“You are probably the most horrifyingly American thing I’ve ever seen” Professor grimaces.

“Oh! Yeah Vet was trying to get back into a friendly relationship with the US government after he absolutely demolished Florida’s orange harvest one year, so he made me as like an American hero or something. In the end I ended up staying this way cause I liked the theme.”

“Uh huh. What can we do for you bud?” Detective asks, getting bored with the conversation.

“Oh! Well more what I can do for you two! Vet wants me to give you two a tour of this world. The important parts at least. He thinks you guys, uh egos right? You guys are gonna be important to this world so you should know where everything is!”

“Hm. Fair enough. Thank you.” Professor replies “when do we start?”

“We can start now if you’d like?”

“Yes please” Detective quickly answers.

“Awesome, let’s go!”

Sam grabs both of them by the back of their jackets and launches off into the sky, to the absolute despair of the duo. Their world adventure just begun.

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I’m doing this on mobile so forgive the weird formatting! Guest cameo by @seiryyu

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The Rebirth of Tenaria: Chapter 3 Homecoming isn’t so Nice

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“Alright Aaron take my hand” Hood reaches out his hand.

“No homo right?” Aaron smirks.

“Ah don’t worry about it, our story never got popular enough for people to ship us” Stalin interjects.

Hood narrows his eyes at Satlin “thanks for that I guess, now shut up Aaron and just take my hand. It can be full homo of it means you just shut up and do it”

Aaron laughs “ok ok, full homo lets do this” and takes Hood’s hands.

“Our wives are gonna kill us” Hood groans as his scar glows “alright. Let’s take a look at our home”

To the outside perspective, Hood and Aaron stood there, motionless with glowing eyes, hands tightly intertwined, but the duo were actually scanning through the entire world in an instant. They traversed every mountain range, took count of every living and nonliving entities that now populated their reality, visited locations new and old. Suddenly Hood’s eyes flashed back to normal and with a gasp he lets go of Aaron.

“The boys! Denim! Tress!” Hood shouts, snapping Aaron out of the trance “they...you two!” He points to Satlin and Nitishino “what’s wrong with them?!”

Satlin takes on a puzzled expression momentarily before realization takes hold “they weren’t from the original Tenaria, they were guests. “

Nitishino turns to Hood “what? Whats wrong with them?”

Hood turns to the furry God with a furious rage in his eyes “what’s wrong with them? Oh buddy, ask me that again” Hood snaps his fingers and summons the two young boys before them. Denim and Tress, the two adopted sons of both Hood and Aaron, visitors from another reality who found themselves suddenly under the care of the two greatest heroes this reality knows. They now stood before their guardians, old and new, haggard and worn. Their colorful outfits dull, their bodies covered in seemingly graphical glitches. They looked unstable, ill, and tired.

Nitishino gasps “Satlin what the hell happened to them and how do we fix it?”

Satlin sighs “like I was explaining…. They were never natives to our reality, so when it was deleted and now rebooted...they got...corrupted. WE can’t fix them because the solution requires traveling to their source reality and collecting a sample of their unique core to fix the corruption. The two of us can’t go, like the rest of the Old Gods we are bound to this place now, this Headscape. But you two” He points to Hood and Aaron, “You two can visit their reality and get that core”

Hood nods “alright, fair enough. Will there be versions of us already there?”

“Likely. These two came to our world because of the connection to our creators. You guys might already be there”

Curly steps into the group “so will you two head out now to this…other reality?”

Hood sighs “honestly I don’t even know HOW to get there. I’ve traveled to other universes in our own multiverse, but never left our multiverse.”

Satlin raises a smug eyebrow “not you exactly, but there existed a version of you and Aaron who traveled outside our multiverse to a game called Undertale. With Justin and Stephan’s help”

Hood and Aaron immediately turn to look at Justin and Stephan. The young brothers looking confused before Justin sighs “alright fine we’ll see what we can make. Can we just go home and say hi to our mom and Hail first?”

“Well, yeah of course” Aaron replies “we’re busy, not monsters”

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Note: I’m posting this on mobile so forgive the messed up formatting. Anyway more Tenaria finally! Enjoy!

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Rebirth of Tenaria: Chapter 2, Old Gods Reborn

“Wait wait, the rest of the cast?” Justin asks, obvious confusion with a hint of aggravation in his voice “what rest of the cast?” He steps closer to the Old God who had already turned away and started to wander off, looking up to the towers. He turns back with a raised eyebrow and light smirk.

“Oh come on kid, you know your creation history. The Old Gods were a pretty big group, I’m only one of them. And uh...look around bud this world is pretty damn empty. So, what the hell do you think I mean by rest of the cast?”

“Be nice Mildred” Ausham walks into view from the dust, his mask adding to the smoke in the air.. He sighs as he approaches and drops his cricket bat. “Listen carefully boys, I don’t have much time here before my replacement takes over okay? They are nice and all, but this change is out of our control.”

Justin and Stephan carefully approach the Old God of Creativity. He sighs, the smoke from his mask stopping, and snowflakes instead begin to fall out.

“Oh look, it’s beginning” Ausham groans “look, your world is being...rebooted. Reborn. The Glitch Angel? Yeah that’s a story arc for later, you all have some rebuilding to do first. All us Old Gods will come back, and change, our replacements taking over. They’ll still be the Old Gods, and some...will be faces you recognize so be ready. Tenaria, this whole world is being put into a new realm. It won’t be stand alone anymore. Boys, welcome to the Mindscape. Soon the Thrift Shop will appear in this world, then the Studio, the Factory, the Carnival and the Wall will all be here, spread across your world. Be ready, some new threats are coming with all this as well.”

Justin nods, steely determination in his eyes. Stephan nods as well, anxiety and worry filling his expression.

Snow begins to fall around Ausham, soon a little lantern lit by a single candle and adorned with holly and wreath appears beside him, floating in the air. Ausham lets out a content sigh “I must say, my replacement? They remind me of good memories.”

With a flurry of snow and a distinct smell of pine and nutmeg Ausham disappears, in hs place stands Carol, dressed in a dark blue and silver pinstripe jacket, silver waistcoat, dark blue shirt gold tie and dark blue and silver pinstripe pants with dark blue shoes. Utop their head was a dark blue top hat with a silver band and three gold snowflakes adorning the side and in their hand a dark blue umbrella with a silver hook handle. They smile kindly as their mere presence brings color back to the drab world.

“Ah, hello boys! Let’s return this world to its former glory shall we?” Carol winks and holds out their hand “come, take my hand”

Stephan and Justin look at each other pensively before reaching out and grabbing Carol’s hand. Carol smiles wide as a massive flurry of snow bursts forth, and spreads across the world, returning the life to the barren and empty world. Slowly around them, the Old Gods returned and changed into their new forms.

The Bridge of Two watched in wonder as the Old Gods came and changed, the Golden Angel becoming a grizzled Detective with a fire of justice in his hear, the neon DJ becoming a four armed Chef, and most notably the hooded man in the black suit becoming a familiar face, the giant lumberjack with the black and white afro they called brother, and…

“CURLY???” Justin and Stephan, in typical Justin and Stephan fashion shout out Curly’s name together and rush over, clinging to their large tree felling friend with tight hugs. Curly looks down, shock and awe fill his face, as well as tears as he scoops the duo up into his arms and squeezes “boys! Oh boys you are okay! Wait, how are you….I’m back! You two were always fine but I’m finally back!”

“Yes you are” Hood replies walking in from the blizzard surrounding them with Aaron at his side. They looked different from before they left. Hood’s hair was longer, his sharp teeth all golden and his hood was ragged, with leather straps wrapped around both his arms. Aaron no longer had any jacket and was completely shirtless, his chest and arms covered in more new scars and his metal bone hands no longer wrapped in bandages, his hair also longer.

Justin and Stephan look at their weary, life torn brothers with melancholic love. Curly slowly sets Justin and Stephan down and looks at the two former world heroes, remembering the long journey they faced when Tenaria was deleted before reaching the Mindscape and joining the Egos.

“Ah! You two made it!” Carol smiles “good, there is something important you two need to do to complete this world.”

“Hm? Yeah what?” Aaron asks, stretching for no real reason.

“Well, you two were very important characters in this world, but you are Old Gods now...but this world still needs Hood and Aaron.” Carol begins to explain.

“Yeah we’re still Hood and Aaron” Hood replies.

“Uhm...heres the thing. You can’t be.” Carol looks a bit pensive to explain, “you can’t be both Old Gods and World Heroes. You need to remake yourselves, make a new Hood and Aaron.”

“Or!” Aaron interjects “we just make ourselves again from before Tenaria got deleted. Like, duplicate ourselves. “

“Ok, but what will happen to us? There can’t just be two Hood’s running around and I’d rather not be known as a God named Johnathan. “

“Well, how about our last names? Satlin and Nitishino.” Nitishino, formerly known as Aaron, replies.

“Uhm...yeah that's better I guess.” Satlin, formerly known as Hood answers.

Carol smiles “excellent! I’m almost done bringing this world back to it’s proper orientation, I’ve dropped in the Thrift Shop, Carnival, Studio, Factory, and Wall into their places, uh returned the little pocket dimensions Tenaira and the Underworld as they were all that’s left is you two.”

Satlin nods, and closes his eyes, his face scar begins to glow as glowing symbols form on his and Nitishino’s body before slowly peeling off and fluttering before them, condensing and grouping together into two humanoid forms before solidifying into Hood and Aaron, the heroes of Tenaria.

“Uhm..wow that was..” Hood blinks a few times before looking and seeing Satlin and Nitishino before him, and Aaron at his side. “Uh….”

“Wow! We look like shit!” Aaron shouts without any hesitation.

“Ha! Damn right we do!” Nitishino replies.

“Nitishino no.” Satlin rolls his eyes.

“Yup, it’s you two alright. Except now it’s four” Curly groans and shakes his head. Alright, now what?”

“Now?” Carol smiles “these two,” they point at Hood and Aaron, “need to go and make sure their world is as it should be. Whatever’s out of place or different they can let us know!”

“World survey?” Hood asks “that’s what we got to do first? What about the Glitch Angel? The coming destruction??”

“Buddy, it came and went” Satlin replies.

Hood stares at Satlin for a few moments, “right, you are proof.”

“Yah, I’m proof” Satlin chuckles lightly, “hell yeah i’m proof.”

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Rebirth of Tenaria: Chapter 1, Tenaria Falls

Chapter 1: Tenaria Falls

It seems just like a minute ago the heroes were gathering to fight the big threat to reality, and now the world is empty. Justin and Stephan are the only lives left in an empty world.

“Bro...what happened?” Justin asks, shrugging a dusty support beam off his shoulder

“Not sure, as far as I remember we were in our lab looking up how to defeat the Glitch Angel and now, it’s just us” Stephan replies.

“Stephan...where is our world? Our life, and family?”

“I...I don’t know”

They stood, in the middle of Salsburg Square, the trees of the garden park all a dull dying orange. The tall buildings surrounding, formerly bright and shining, now dull and ruined, as if a wall of dust had crashed against them all. Truly most disconcerting to the boys was the lack of a big glass enclosure meant to be in the center of the square.

“Justin, this...is impossible. Where’s Vet? Clearly, some sort of world-ending event happened, but I don’t see Vet in his trap. That’s impossible.” Stephan’s voice trembled in fear “where is everyone?”

“They’re all gone.” a voice, distant and muffled calls out to them, “this project has been discontinued”

Justin and Stephan turn to face the source of the voice and see a figure approach them. It appeared to be a lifesize drawing mannequin being moved by some unknown source. As it got closer, Justin and Stephan witnessed details being magically drawn onto the figure, transforming it from a mannequin to a man with half of his face a simple sketch and parts of his body erased. His leather jacket covered in patches, and his hair a mess to match his tired eyes.

“Parsure?” Justin asks “wait, you are an Old God, does this mean you guys failed to defeat the Glitch Angel?”

“No, this...all this...was not from the Glitch Angel” Parsure replies, the Old God sighs “this project, Tenaria, was canceled. “

“Canceled? What are we in a TV show?” Stephan asks, scratching his head.

“What? No. This is just a mediocre story online.” Parsure replies “not many even read it”

“What? What does this mean then? Will we cease to exist?” Stephan asks again, panic definitely setting in.

“Well...no I don’t think so? I mean if you were to do that it would have happened already. Uhm...look I don’t have much time here anymore, this world, this project is getting a reboot, changes are coming and you won’t quite understand them at first but just trust me, it’ll probably maybe make sense” Parsure steps back, the erasures over his body spreading and covering him completely until he reverts back into the mannequin form. Then, like magic a new form takes place.

The Old God that stood before the duo stood slouched lightly, with chestnut brown hair, shaved at the sides and the top swooped to the side and long, it had a thick bushy mustache and brown glasses and wore a white tshirt with the emblem of two axes crossed in black. In its hand was a bottle of whiskey and its eyes looked even more tired than before.

“P...Parsure?” Justin steps forward.

“Nah. Names Mildred, I’m the replacement. Don’t worry, the rest of the cast is coming.”

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Guest staring Parsure, owned by @winged-wolf-s-collection-of-arts

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Spoiler for the Birth Of Tenaria

It seems just like a minute ago the heroes were gathering to fight the big threat to reality, and now the world is empty. Justin and Stephan are the only lives left in an empty world.

“Bro...what happened?” Justin asks, shrugging a dusty support beam off his shoulder

“Not sure, as far as I remember we were in our lab looking up how to defeat the Glitch Angel and now, it’s just us” Stephan replies.

“Stephan...where is our world? Our life, and family?”

“I...I don’t know”

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Mr Pasto man, can you soon a tale on why we shouldn't fear you?

That’s an impossible task

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First chapter for Chronicles of Tenaria

Chronicles of Terania: The Heist

Characters: Aaron, Curly, Tommie, Ishmael, Don. 

 Songs: None

 "Oh you have got to be kidding me!“ Aaron ducks to avoid the boulder flying towards his head "You’re throwing rocks at me now?!”

 "Yes! Get off my land!“ Curly picked up another boulder and threw it at Aaron, nearly missing his head. 

 "Come on man!” Aaron rushes up the field and ducks behind Curly’s cabin “I need your help you big lummox!” Aaron yells out, “Why do you want to kill me?”

Curly sighs, boulder still in hand “I have a job, responsibility, I’m not your hired muscle anymore.”

 "You were never just hired muscle. We got your help for your heart. You almost never actually used your muscles when we hired you" Aaron slowly walks out from behind the cabin.

 Curly sighs, dropping the heavy stone behind him. “What’s the job?" 

 Aaron smiles "well, me, you, Tommie, and Ishmael are going to steal something”

Curly sighs deeply “what are we stealing?”

 Aaron smiles wider “The left glove of Paranon. Tommie has the right glove already, we are going to take the other one. The people who have it now have no idea what it is, all they know is it’s powerful”  

Curly groans “who are they?" 

 "Ah, some goons and their boss. Don something ”

 "Don Lomas" Curly raises an eyebrow 

 "Yah, that’s the one"

 "No.“ Curly turns around and picks the stone back up

 "Hey! Hey! Wait a minute! Why not?” Aaron stumbles backwards

 "Don is who I work for. I won’t let you steal from him, or help you!“ Curly steps forward. 

 "You what?? You work for a mobster! Are you kidding me!” Aaron stands up straight “How? How did you end up working for a mobster?! Blackmail? What does he have on you?”

 "Of all people, you think I was blackmailed?“

 "Hey! It’s a serious question!" 

 "No, I was not blackmailed. It’s a long story, but he’s earned my respect. I work for him as an enforcer. And body guard to rival gang leader Brigitta Vigarin. ”

 "Wait, body guard for rival leader? How’s that working?“  

"They are lovers." 

 Aaron simply replies "huh” He stands, arms crossed “you uh…you having sex with her too?" 

 Curly steps forward, big stone above Aaron’s head.

 "Hey hey! Alright I’ll shut up” Aaron laughs, stepping back “I’ll just go, find someone else to help”

 "Good" Curly drops the stone next to him “good luck.”

 "I’ll see if Vet doesn’t mind lending Uncle Sam for the night. He’d be good” Aaron comments as he walks away. “You have a nice night Curly.”  

“You too” Though Aaron had left, Curly should not forget what he had said, what he had planned.

 "I need to warn Don. He is my boss, he trusts me" Curly reasoned. He made his way back inside the cabin and dialed Don’s phone number and waited while it rang. 

 "Hello Curly, what do you need?“ Don answered. 

 "Hey Don, I have some bad news. Aaron plans on breaking in to your compound tonight, stealing the Paranon glove.”

 "The glove? Well then, do you mind coming in tonight?“ 

 "No, Aaron may be my friend, but I can’t let him just steal the glove. I’ll be there”

 "Good to hear. I’ll meet you there" 

 "Yes sir" 

 CLICK, Don hangs up the phone, leaving Curly standing alone in his cabin. He sighed and picked up his axe, exiting his home.

 …. 

 Aaron, Tommie, and Ishmael stood at the edge of the cliff overlooking Don’s compound. The compound was large, heavily defended, with guards constantly patrolling.  

“Aaron, we may have a problem ” Ishmael titled his head slightly.

 "What is it?“ Aaron asked.

 Ishmael pointed to the center of the compound, were a large garden lay. In the garden stood Curly, looking directly at them. 

 "Dad, what are we going to do? We don’t have Sam to help us. Should we still try and get the glove?” Tommie sighs deeply. 

 Aaron scratches his scalp “I think we should still try. I can take Curly.”

 "No you can’t dad"

 "Shush Tommie, yes I can"

 "Aaron, I’ve seen you fight Curly, he kicks your ass"

 "Shut up Ishmael, no he doesn’t.“ 

 Ishmael and Tommie grin as Aaron rolls his eyes and jumps off the cliff, into the compound. He lands between two guards, blades drawn, quickly slicing their throats, killing them instantly. 

 Tommie lands beside him, and Ishmael beside her. 

 "Ok” Aaron stands straight “You two go for the glove, I’ll take care of Curly”

 "Are you sure you shouldn’t get the glove and we take care of him?“ Ishmael asks.

 "Yah, I can handle him. Do you have your glove Tommie?" 

 Tommie reaches into her jacket and pulls out a small black glove, as she puts it on it becomes a large golden fist. "Got it daddy" 

 "That’s my girl. Go kick some ass sweetie" 

 Tommie grins and rushes off with Ishmael, along the outer rim of the compound. Aaron takes a deep breath and makes his way to the center, to meet his doom.

 As he entered the garden, Curly called out "I saw you enter the compound. I know Tommie and Ishmael are heading for the glove. Thought I’d warn you, Don is waiting there with it.”

 "Tommie and Ishmael can handle them. And I for sure can handle you big guy"

 "You know you can’t. You may be right about Don, but we both know you can’t beat me alone"

 "Oh shut up you damn lumberjack, just fight me already"

 "Eager to get beat up?“

 "Eager to get this over with already”

 Curly nods “fair enough, as am I”

 Aaron rushes forward and leaps into the air, claws ready. Curly steps to the side, as Aaron lands beside him, and punched him square in the face, sending Aaron flying across the garden.

 Curly set down his axe and calmly walked over to Aaron as he struggled to his feet. Curly picked him up from the back of his neck, leaving Aaron completely paralyzed. 

 "Oh you asshole!“ Aaron fought, unable to move. 

 Curly rolled his eyes, carrying him to the edge of the compound "See you next weekend at Hood’s birthday party Aaron.”

 "Yah yah, screw you, You better bring those sweet wings you make" 

 "I will"

 Curly pulled back and threw Aaron over the walls as hard as he could, sending Aaron miles away. 

 Curly sighs, “alright, now where are the other two?” He groans, walking back into the garden.

 He was met at the garden by a bruised and bleeding Don. He was leaning against a tree, cigar in his mouth.

 "They got the glove Curly" 

 "Are you okay Don?“ 

 "Yah, they only beat me enough to get the glove, they know I still do good in this world. They need me alive." 

 "Sorry Don, can I get you something?" 

 "Yah, take me to a hospital " 

 "Sure boss. Sure”

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Could you write something about curly being strong but soft in secret?

Deep in the Tenaria Forest exists the legend of the Tall Spirit, a mysterious ghostly entity who protects all creatures of the forests, from the tall trees to the smallest mouse. Because Curly spends all his time in the forest, many ask if he’s seen the specter, how he’s managed to cut down trees without invoking it’s wrath. 

Curly would entertain their questions but be adamant that there is no creature like that in the woods. He'd do his best to explain and prove it, but no one would believe him. He appreciated it, because he was the Tall Spirit. It was this very forest where he got his strength, and so it would be this forest he’d protect. 

Loggers who would come to devastate the trees would find their tools mangled, their vehicles crushed, and they’d run screaming. Hunters had it worse. The Tall Spirit was legendary for protecting the woods, and Curly loved it. 

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Prompt: The egos play D&D. (muahahaha)

I’ve always been tempted to do this! I’ll need to set aside time to write it!!

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Puis-je suggérer ceci? Sinon, n'hésitez pas à l'ignorer. Mais je pensais que se passerait-il si au lieu de Justin et Stephan, Issabel se rencontrait Curly? Comment cela se passerait-il avec le pouvoir fondamentalement illimité de Curly et tout?

French to English translation“Can I suggest this? Otherwise, feel free to ignore it. But I thought what would happen if instead of Justin and Stephan, Issabel met Curly? How would that be with the basically unlimited power of Curly and all?”

Ahh i see you read Chronicles of Tenaria. Well, is Issabel met and controlled Curly instead of Justin and Stephan she would have become unstoppable. Firstly, it would have been longer before someone found him, and even if they did good luck keeping Curly down long enough to free his mind from her control. She could have easily taken out Hood, Aaron, or any other hero with Curly.

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Prompt: a mischievous 'child' "pranking" the inhabitants of the shop

CRASH

Another bookshelf tumbles over as Mildred chases after the mysterious little being WHOS been harassing the egos for weeks now.

“I swear I’ll catch you!”

“No you won’t!”

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Curly looks curiously at the ragged child. They reach up for his hand, and he gently takes it. Or tries to, anyways... (What happens next?)

Curly bent down and as gently as possible he lifts the child up into his arms. He doesn’t speak a word, but carefully holds them close to his chest as he takes them inside to find them food and new clothes. He worries for this child, though he does not know them. Compassion fills his heart and drives his every move.

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Prompt: use characters from one or more of your wips to continue the conversation. A: "You're going about it all wrong!" B: "No, it's perfect, see?" C: "No, no, it's bad. Case in point, this man's buttocks."

Mildred: come on, those cheeks are not as plump as they need to be.

JM: excuse you! They are the plumpest cheeks mankind has ever seen!

Carol: gentlemen...please. Is this really the most important thing to worry about right now?

Mildred: uhm. Yes it is. Butts are important.

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Prompt: "You said you wanted a wig!" "Yeah, a wig! Made of hair, not live snakes!"

You look to your friend Maddy, her snake wig hissing and glaring at you. It’s as if its bonded with her and shared her frustrations with you.

This is the last time you buy customers from Hades R Us