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i got 5 used iron swords, all around the same durability.. feel free to try them out
i'm sure a crossbow can do that, it just takes longer to reload. unless if you get an enchantment with it, but it might make you more of a target for robbery
a couple of iron ingots would be fine in exchange for these weapons..
More than willing to sacrifice some iron for the stuff I mentioned before. This place has abundance since part of it is in a dripstone cave..
+ You gained +4 Iron Ingot!
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right, right...
maybe i can offer you some used iron swords, perhaps halfway down in durability? or a netherite sword that got chewed up by my dog...
or a somewhat flimsy crossbow?
If you have more than two iron swords, I'd be willing to try it out.. and the crossbow, maybe. I've heard the aim is better and can go longer distance. Could be wrong. What do you want for them?
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just recently crafted weapons, all brand new!!
i have iron swords, diamond swords, and netherite if you're interested...
or bows/crossbows if that's your thing :)
Didn't I tell you new things were dangerous here..?
In any other situation I'd take them, I really would, but I don't wanna get my face punched in again..
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i guess you can look at the keychain? maybe i can offer you some enchantment books? weapons?
It.. depends on how worn the weapons are..? Trying to steer clear of the fancy stuff.
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can i interest you in an ocelot keychain?
Would there be a practical use for it if I don't have keys..?
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It's been so quiet here. I don't mind it much, but I recently stopped liking writing.. I feel really sick and it's starting to get hard to do anything. That bothers me.
I'm supposed to be looking for Alex, and yet I'm just sitting up here in a treehouse, watching people like a creep.
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Do you want a rat? I have plenty.
[I hold a rat up to your face. It squeaks and squirms but that’s about it]
Don’t worry about feeding it, either. It only eats bad vibes.
.. I'm good.. Thanks though..
I think Dewey might try to eat it.
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CHAPTER 1.
Alex woke to the sound of someone rapping the knocker against his door. He glanced out the window, now confused as to why someone would be knocking so late- let alone at all. He pulled himself out of bed, groaning in protest as another string of knocks came. “I'm up, I'm up, geez..” He grumbled, lugging himself toward the door. He still had a nasty limp from falling a few too many blocks a few days ago.
He opened the door, trying to rub the grogginess from his face before he answered. After he felt he was ready, he opened the door.At his doorstep stood Lukas, one of Jesse's friends.
..but why was he here? What did the order- let alone Lukas have to do with him? He would find out shortly, it seemed, as the man got a bit closer. “Can I come in? It's about Jesse.” He asked quickly. He didn't leave Alex much choice, anyway. Either way, this was about Jesse, which meant it was important.
Alex stepped out of the way, allowing the taller inside. Once he came in and invited himself to sit, Alex sat across from him, hands steepled over his knees as he silently questioned the man, urging him to speak.
“..I don't know if you want to hear it right now.” Lukas started, tilting his head down and to the side a bit as he gauged Alex's reaction to the already vaguely tense situation. Alex's brows furrowed as he listened to him. “It's nothing.. bad.. is it? He's not dead or anything?” He felt his stomach drop as he asked that.. why did he feel like this, just saying that?
Lukas gave him a look. That look he'd even seen Jesse give when someone got something unfortunate right. Right then and there, Alex felt a part of himself die. He watched as Lukas tensed up, trying to make himself look smaller. “..I'm sorry.”
Alex wanted to dismiss it and say it was fine, but it wasn't. He had every right to be upset right now, he wanted to take everything out on Lukas- he knew it wasn't his fault and doing so was incredibly wrong, but gods. He wanted to do it. His world was shattering over this one thing.
He took a deep breath, hands moving up to crumple his hair as he felt himself start to shake. “..What’s supposed to happen now? He just.. died..? How?” And a part of him didn't want to hear that answer. He wanted to be stuck in the dark, thinking his brother was alive and not- well. Dead. Lukas looked a little lost, trying to figure out a way to articulate what he knew without it sending Alex further into despair. “..Well, it's.. finicky. I don't-” He cut himself off, taking a hastened breath. It was better not to dance around this. “When we went to go stop The Admin, Jesse ended up dying. None of us really knew what was happening, everything was moving so fast- but before we knew it, he was just.. gone.” Lukas' voice crackled, steadily grown weak from the recollection of the incident. Was it even an incident? No, this was a tragedy.
He took a journal from his satchel and placed it on the coffee table, sliding it toward Alex. Alex's stomach twisted violently. He knew that cover. Gods, he knew it. And boy, did it hurt. “..This was what we managed to find of his inventory after we left and came back, but.. everything else was lost. I'm sorry.” A partial lie. But he thought the journal would be more of use to him than a few bits and bobs.
Alex swallowed the lump in his throat and took the journal, hands quaking as he flipped over the front of it to see the initials inside.
..And just as quickly as he'd opened it, he slammed it shut, biting his knuckles as he looked away from Lukas. He wasn't ready. Was anyone ready? His thoughts were starting to become muddled as more of them rushed to be the first. He felt tears start to prick at the corners of his eyes.It took a few minutes for Alex to collect himself enough to speak. “Has anyone decided what to do for Beacontown?” He asked quietly, his voice wavering slightly. Lukas shook his head, sitting up. He chewed at the inside of his cheeks, mulling over ideas. “No, we're still figuring it out. Olivia and Axel are too busy, Petra doesn't want to do paperwork, and I'm hardly qualified to manage an entire city.. Jesse's intern isn't either,” he said with a sigh, raking a hand through his hair. It felt damp from the still-falling snow outside.
Alex was quiet enough that you could hear a pin drop, and he stayed that way for a good while. “I can take care of it.” The words came out without his permission, a compulsive decision, but now the words were out. He couldn't back down now.Lukas looked baffled. He knew Alex was a follower, not a leader- the two had been friends back when The Ocelots were still a thing. Alex had always attached himself to Aiden and relied on him for big decisions, so why?“A-Are you sure? You've never taken on a role like this before, and besides, you're still re-” Alex raised a hand, cutting him off. “It's fine, I'll do it. It's better this way, I don't want people panicking because Jesse's gone. You haven't told anyone else, have you?”
Lukas shook his head, burying his head in his hands. “I can't- like you said, people would panic.. I don't know if I could handle calming so many people down.. I'm not a leadership guy..”
Alex huffed and sat back, rubbing his hands over his face once more. “I'll just.. head down tomorrow and get things settled. You can handle managing things tonight, right?” He asked Lukas warily. The blonde swallowed thickly and nodded as he sat up, raking a hand through his hair. “I can..”
And with that, he stood up. Alex watched him walk toward the door. “Take care,” He near-mumbled as he opened the door. Lukas openedit and turned back. “You too,” before he disappeared behind it and closed it with a soft click.
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A zombie wearing a leather cap and a blue shawl walks up to you, gifting you, Dewy, and your horse flower crowns.
-🧟
Uh.. thank you.??
I'm not sure if it's safe to keep these around, but I appreciate them anyway..
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I've had the worst headache for like, two days. It feels like my head is splitting in two, or maybe I'm in two places at once. Sure feels like it. Not to mention I've been having weird nightmares about some war, and also about this weird Petra with yellow eyes. I'm not sure what that was about, but I don't know if I like it.
.. It wasn't my Petra. I'm starting to think I'm having dreams about other dimensions or something.
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Just woke up with the worst headache.. it doesn't help that I've been really stressed, and oversleeping, and I haven't been able ot shave or anything in a while.. I forgot to pack those sort of supplies.. I might have to haggle to get myself back in order.
My nose is still sore from, uh.. I think it did break actually. Luckily healing potions fixed the majority of the damage, but it's still really bruised.
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You are very intimidating ❤️ (compliment)
I- uh... how do I respond to this..? I didn't think I was very intimidating..
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Hey Lukas, can I offer you new armor and tools? It's for free ;)
I think I got it. New anything would be suspicious under my circumstances.. sorry.
Thank you though, I appreciate the offer-
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start running Lucas. also try not to keep your gear TOO shiny. it'll target you more
Lukas*
Also, my armor is really banged up. Bottom of the barrel dull and battered.
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In that case... >pulls lever falling you down into a deep cave woe... cave dweller be upon ye
Uh.. you do know I live.. above a deep cave.. right? My treehouse hangs over it and it's very populated?
And I might get beat up by the people that live in it, that aren't cave dwellers? Because they hate me? What did I do to deserve thi- AAAAAAAAA
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But have you considered... The snow fox?
I prefer the red ones, honestly. Nothing against snow foxes.
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