They had a great time, blowing holes in Perry’s ‘new materials’. Nothing was safe, and once the dummies were thoroughly shredded, Perry broke out the prawn gun.
Brendon, the beefy young man who weighed at least two hundred and twenty pounds, got knocked on his ass, cradling a bruised collarbone after the first shot.
The anti-prawn ordinance exploded the armor, the dummy behind it, and tore a huge chunk out of the self-healing backstop Perry’s dad had installed.
“Wo...
2022-05-02 17:41:51 +0000 UTC
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***The Immortal***
Well, this sucks, Corvos Honnuken thought to himself, walking down the street in the guise of an old crone. He’d managed to slip his bonds and get into the city ahead of The Endless, but the army of elites was spilling over the walls of the capital like gods-damned water over a dam.
It would be mere minutes before they swept through the streets, killing indiscriminately.
He needed to collect his favorite niece, get home, and direct all his other...
2022-05-02 15:38:24 +0000 UTC
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Go ahead and give me suggestions for spells that have been industrialized! If it's good, it might find it's way into Perry's repertoire.
In order to establish the rules, I'll explain how my magic headcanon works in this universe.
Magical ingredients have an Essence inside of them, and you activate those essences by performing a specific ritual. When the essences mix, they create a magical effect.
Modern magic (his moms) is all done internally off the cuff using sy...
2022-05-01 17:16:47 +0000 UTC
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Predictably there was no ‘Magic Tinker’…Thanks dad.
Perry cruised through the classes, the System reacting intuitively to his desire to navigate it.
Tinker:
The base of every Tinker, unlikely to excel at any particular strategy, but without any glaring weaknesses.
Perks:
Tinker Twitch: User modestly alters reality as they make their creation Makes Tinker Tech ...
2022-04-30 17:09:26 +0000 UTC
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***Grant***
“Oh gods,” Grant groaned, slumping over, his shoulder screaming in pain.
I think he cracked my shoulder blade with that hit.
It was a coin-toss now that Tom was out of danger and had the opportunity to calm down. Once he was calm, he would (hopefully) seek out the most logical solution.
In the vague, blurry future that Grant had seen, any situation where Ella died resulted in Tom becoming The Endless. Any situation in which Tom died resulted in...
2022-04-30 15:58:07 +0000 UTC
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I kind of created a funny exploit in the Perk system and wanted to know:
What armor material do you think would cause people to tremble in terror, awe, or simple confusion?
2022-04-30 00:26:25 +0000 UTC
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***Grant***
Grant wanted to cry.
Grant wanted to breathe.
Neither was an option.
He was currently tucked into a tiny vent, his body twisted in a configuration it was never meant to be in, lungs collapsed until he could barely keep himself conscious.
Taking a page from Hal the Hairy’s playbook.
Normally he never would’ve even attempted it, but you don’t just ignore a warning from a En’hol who can accurately see twenty years in the future.
So he...
2022-04-28 17:17:22 +0000 UTC
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Herein lies the (possible) First two chapters of my proposed LitRPG Super Series. I'm gonna need lots of feedback and handholding, because the mentality of people who put on spandex and do good/Evil for the hell of it is foreign to me.
We are still going to wrap up book 2 of Soulmonger (5 chapters or so)
Just want to get feedback as early as possible to start refining the feel of it.
That said, ENJOY!
Chapter 1: Inciting Incident
Growth spell (Neophyt...
2022-04-27 20:21:22 +0000 UTC
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***Grant****
Grant sat up in bed, eyes wide as he was slaughtered a thousand different ways.
“SSSHHIIIT!” He scrambled out of bed, trying to put on pants faster than he ever had in his life, and failing miserably. “Shit, shit, shit, shit!”
***Tom Graves***
Tom sat in the large warded cell, twiddling his thumbs, staring at the heavy door. in many ways, he was in a similar situation to earlier, when Raze had kidnapped him. In many ways, it was completely differen...
2022-04-27 16:56:53 +0000 UTC
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“Ow,” Grant grunted, holding his hand over the massive disc-shaped bruise on his stomach.
He might be slightly better at reading the future than his aunt. But his view was too myopic, and she’d managed to bluff her way out of his setup after shooting dead center in the disc of steel he’d place in his clothes.
Why?
Because he’d been in so much pain that he hadn’t been able to give his triumphant follow-up speech, while Marida palmed the disc in his clothes engrave...
2022-04-25 17:04:51 +0000 UTC
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It was a scene from nightmare. Bodies were strewn across the battlefield. Some alive, most not. The dirt that had been thrown into the air by the explosion covered everything and everyone, mixing with the blood so that only a hint of blood peeked out from around the edges of the clumps of mud.
If you didn’t look closely the still corpses looked like they were sleeping. Taking a dirt nap.
The smell on the other hand, told a different story. It filled the air, and clung to the mou...
2022-04-23 18:56:14 +0000 UTC
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I got distracted yesterday and today I did some business calls, which usually take the wind out of the sails of my writing. I'm easily distracted. Expect a makeup chapter on sat-sun.
To make up for not posting for a couple days, I'll share some thoughts & plans.
Going forward, I'd like to write the climax of the conflict between Tom and the Great Houses, and get his daughter back, then write a resolution with a good hook so I can set it down and do something else for a while...
2022-04-22 20:26:20 +0000 UTC
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***Chris Campbell, Aging Detective***
I’m too old for this shit.
Ever since Grant sent him on the mission to find out why the Endless was unstoppable, he’d been riding the razor’s edge of danger. He’d also lost twenty pounds and counting. His family might not even recognize him when he made it back to Earth.
Because I will.
Chris winced at the sound of metal scraping against bone, audible even over the cheering of the crowd. He still ...
2022-04-20 18:39:16 +0000 UTC
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I think the problem here, is that mind control is a power that corrupts super duper crazy fast, and the only people who can control adolescent mind-controllers are other corrupted mind controllers, so you get this awful feedback loop of pure narcissistic evil. I think if we’re gonna raise mind-controllers with any sense of moral integrity, we’d have to change the environment they find themselves in.
We can’t MAKE a good mind controller, but maybe, just maybe, if we de...
2022-04-18 19:27:04 +0000 UTC
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Tom held his head in trembling hands as a nauseating mix of adrenaline, shame and animalistic satisfaction rampaged through his body.
A large part of him had enjoyed killing that woman. The instant payback. Sweet as cotton candy and just as lacking in substance. The rest of him recoiled violently. His body shook while it decided which emotion would win out.
“Did…” Nema sat beside him, hesitating for a moment as she gathered her words. “Did you needto do that?”
2022-04-16 15:09:15 +0000 UTC
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“You want to do what?” Carol demanded.
“I want to capture and interrogate a Morkel.” Tom repeated.
“Oh, I’m sorry.I thought you said you wanted to carve up your own leg, then shit in the wound, because that’s pretty much what you just said.” Carol said, crossing her arms.
“What, are you afraid of the Morkels?” Tom asked, keeping a straight face as he impugned her bravery, one of the surest ways to get her to do something.
<...
2022-04-14 17:17:06 +0000 UTC
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Raze appeared in the center of the room, and for a moment, the two simply stared at each other. Raze’s eyes caught the lamplight, reflecting bright gold as he locked gazes with Tom. A predator in the night.
“You don’t seem surprised to see me.” Raze rumbled.
“Saw you coming a mile away,” Tom said, his heart climbing into his throat in a bid to escape his ribs. He was terrified, but he couldn’t afford to show any fear. The animal in him knew it.
“...
2022-04-12 23:24:39 +0000 UTC
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***Sasha Honnuken***
Sasha watched in horror as the hail of solid steel arrows arced high through the air, glittering in the sun before they fell, tearing through the ranks of the Alakesh like paper.
Sasha couldn’t help but imagine a brutal spike descending from the sky and perforating her. She the phantom taste of blood spread through her mouth as the Alakesh re-organized their ranks. The peaceful farmers had a minimal presence on the battlefield, hiring mercenaries...
2022-04-11 15:47:00 +0000 UTC
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“The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.”
-Albert Einstein
Tom’s skin seared on one side and froze on the other, his body flooding with a toxic mixture of endorphins and adrenaline as the merciless vacuum tugged the air out of his lungs with a winch and yanked on his eyeballs.
Orsoth was a huge sphere in the distance, and while it looked big, it was still thousands of miles away.
The potent ...
2022-04-07 19:08:19 +0000 UTC
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***The Immortal***
In all my years, I’ve never seen things get this out of control, Corvos thought as he brushed past another startled page trimming the hedges.
An army approaching the capital, cutting it’s way through the heartland of their country. It shouldn’t be possible.
Isn’t there…logistics and shit they have to do? That wasn’t The Immortal’s job, so he didn’t know exactly what was going on, but he knew that army o...
2022-04-06 16:24:26 +0000 UTC
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Sasha was idly poring through Geneology of the Great Houses Vol 16, imagining the names on the dry list of who begat who, trying to imagine their lives, and what they might have been like before their sexual exploits were condensed to just the successes and written down in a book.
Geoff En’hol begat three children, Marida En’hol, Ofnir En’hol, and finally Hanameh En’hol much later in life.
Sasha frowned, cocking her head to the side. She recognized the fi...
2022-04-04 17:20:16 +0000 UTC
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“Ugh,” Tom grunted, skull pounding and lightheaded at the same time.
“If your clothes were anything to judge by, you’ve lost a lot of blood. Drink this. It’ll help restore what you’ve lost.” Tom peeled his eyes open enough to make out a cup of steaming broth.
“You speak Vith?” Tom asked, taking the cup and drinking. If they were trying to kill him, poisoning him after he woke up was beyond idiotic.
It was crude, fatty and salty, and it tasted like heaven. T...
2022-04-01 19:03:16 +0000 UTC
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To be The Immortal is to be a master of one’s own body.
- The immortal
***Sasha Honnuken***
“Oh gods, you’re heavy,” Sasha said to the fainted behemoth slumped over her shoulders.
‘En’hols are nothing but a pain in the ass.’ Truer words were never spoken. There must be some side-effect of seeing the future that makes En’hol unable to understand how much their actions inconvenienced others.
Sasha felt the muscles in her l...
2022-03-31 22:15:52 +0000 UTC
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***Vendrith Kinzena***
“You did what!?” Vendrith Kinzena demanded, standing behind his desk.
“I let Sasha Honnuken go. She’d been imprisoned for six weeks and was quite obviously not pregnant.” Raze said, his voice as monotone and bored as ever.
“Who gave you the order to do that!?” Vendrith growled. He still hadn’t decided how best to leverage Sasha against The Immortal.
“It was implied that were she not pregnant, she would be released.” R...
2022-03-30 20:02:42 +0000 UTC
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“Breakfast,” Raze declared, setting the platter of food down on the table as he ported into the cell. The food was a ‘hamburger’ and ‘french fries’, a simple recipe they had gotten from one of their human informants. It might make the sacrificial lamb relax a bit getting home-adjacent food.
The table wobbled wildly under the platter, causing Raze to take note.
The table was missing a leg.
Odd.
When he looked away from the table, he noticed that the...
2022-03-28 17:33:15 +0000 UTC
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“We’re going to leverage our strengths to keep these Vith and their Ku’leth influences under quarantine.” Vendrtih said, his arms tucked behind his back as they stood on the observation deck of the mountainside tower.
Raze stood impassively behind him, watching the battlefield without a hint of expression.
From their vantage point, a man could see every part of the battlefield, including the damned Burrok castle, which was supposed to curtail Vith aggression and f...
2022-03-26 23:52:10 +0000 UTC
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“You look like a dork,” Nema said, from the side of where Tom was poring over Crypt Vocabulary, and Material Spell Synthesis, looking for some trump card to save his ass.
“I told you, I’m getting used to the weight.” Tom said, flipping the page. He was currently wearing a breastplate scavenged from the previous defenders, along with a simple helmet that covered his noggin. His brains and his heart were the two parts that could kill him faster than he could he...
2022-03-24 20:50:11 +0000 UTC
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The next ‘meeting’ took a much different tone.
“In roughly two days, the food stored in the castle will be spent along with that raided by the warriors, and we will begin to starve. Three days later, our forces will begin to buckle from hunger and we will likely find ourselves slaughtered before starvation can truly kill us. It will simply be an enabler. I know it sounds cruel, but if we ration food to the women and children, the warriors defending the...
2022-03-23 17:35:03 +0000 UTC
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“When did they get here?” Tom asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he gazed down at the army that had appeared overnight.
“The Kinzena clan has been porting soldiers and supplies for the last eight hours,” Gunn said, his eyes twinkling with mirth.
“You didn’t wake me up?”
“They’re going to be sorting themselves out for a while yet.”
“That’s a lot of people,” Tom said, scanning the army they were suddenly on the receiving end of. “Why are...
2022-03-22 15:37:50 +0000 UTC
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“Thisdidn’t used to be here,” Gunn spat chew into the grassy hill they stood on, looking up at the massive stone castle dominating the landscape. In the distance, tiny figures marched back and forth atop the walls, ready to defend the keep at a moment’s notice.
“I feel like this bow was meant for dolls,” Brama said, tugging on the finely braided steel wire and drawing experimentally. “I mean, It’s too small to draw all the way back.
“It’s a proof of co...
2022-03-19 18:23:37 +0000 UTC
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