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Cover in progress

I personally think the whole thing looks a little derpy, but I'm pretty sure it'll be cleaned up and presentable in about a week when it's got full shading and colors, and stuff. The lady's bottom is RIDICULOUSLY exposed, but I doodled a crappy thong on and sent that back to the artist. see below.

Without the thong, the butt is egregiously exposed, which was the point. don't worry, though, ...

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Chapter 162: It’s got Electrolytes

***Alicia***

What the hell was that? Alicia thought to herself, barely processing Edwards words as she signed the document he’d laid down in front of her.

Non-disclosure agreement, uh huh, penalties, forfeiture of memories, sure, physical responses, of course. Operant Conditioning, whatever. The talk went in one ear and out the other as she stared into the wooden table of Edward’s mansion, pondering the sensations that had rocked her world less than an h...

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Chapter 161: Soda-ism & Mascara-ism

Alicia was about halfway to his semi-secret, rapidly rebuilding city when Garth managed to get ahead of her, sipping on his refreshment.

“Hi, Al. How’s it hanging? Want one?”

“Not gonna knock me out, is it?” she asked.

“Nah, it’s basically refined heartstone lemonade.”

She snatched it out of his hand and after a couple seconds figuring out the pulltab, took a big swig before spitting it out across the forest floor.

“It’s beer!” she shouted, hold...

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Chapter 160: Jelly Bean, The Goblin Queen

“Last I checked, thinking about things wasn’t a crime.” Garth said as his canning device spit out another batch of sixteen ounce aluminum cans of Garth-aid™ ready for consumption.

It collected the output from the Processing Plant and Ms. Banyan wheeled case after case out of the dungeon. Garth was forced to bail himself out, because the output was already unsustainable. The leaky faucet had become a full-on stream of the raw heartstone juice while he was asleep, and If he did...

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Chapter 159: Soul sumo Wrestling

Caitlyn settled in at her desk, her mind abuzz with new ideas to write down while Garth – The Garth, the most reviled human in history, yes that one, – slept on a cot not twenty feet away from her. She’d seen the man put a bullet through his own eye, and he seemed fine!

Caitlyn’s reaction wasn’t her proudest moment, but something had flipped a switch inside her, making her already queasy stomach turn against her.

He must be using some kind of soul transpos...

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Chapter 158: Done dirt Cheap!

***Paul***

Paul and Alicia sat in the living room of his neighbor’s disgusting house, playing a board game while they waited for the night’s festivities. The girl was fond of taking big risks, and often wound up losing turns or overshooting her mark on the board. It was an interesting view into her personality.

“I’ll spend the last of my rolls for this one,” she said, grabbing three extra dice to make a run for the finish line. Paul worked out the averages in his head ...

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Chapter 157: Dirty Deeds

***Paul***

Paul stood in his boss’s office, thumbing through some light reading.

“I still don’t understand why you can’t just let me eat him,” Ragnar said over Donald Lam’s bound and gagged body. Carl shrugged, still mute.

“Because people have a thing about eating each other. And besides, if he died now, how would he answer for the…seventeen influential young men and women he’s helped disappear? Nevermind the gambling debts, the handful of murdered p...

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Chapter 156: Exponential Growth

“You’re never going to let me live this down are you?” Caitlyn asked, her arms crossed.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Garth said as he adjusted the framed copy of Caitlyn’s deed of ownership, right next to the framed NDA she’d signed. “I just want to be proud of you.”

Garth adjusted the frame one more time, making sure it was perfectly level on the phylactery room’s rear wall.

Caitlyn cocked an eyebrow.

“Okay, I’m just excited. I’ve never owned an ...

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Variant outfits

 I didn't want to keep you guys voting in one poll after the other, so I'm gonna use executive privilege to distill the options down to 4: one job, one fantasy, one cosplay, and one lifestyle. 

Job outfit: Sexy Librarian

Fantasy outfit: Sexy adventurer: See through chainmail.

cosplay: Bunny Girl

Lifestyle: Virgin killer Sweater

 

In case you didn't k...

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Chapter 155: You Break her, you buy Her

Shouts of alarm made Garth jump in place almost before he knew what was going on.

“Put pressure on it!” He heard Alicia shout.

I really hope that’s our cover story and not an actual emergency. Trope-wise, this is where something actually bad happens.

Caitlyn’s shriek of pain was all he needed to hear.

Not a bad scream.

Garth turned and ran to the laser cutter, just behind Tad, who seemed even more on the ball than the guy who was expe...

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Chapter 154: The last Morning

“Good morning!” Garth said, marching in front of the lined-up recruits, his cane jabbing into the dew-covered Grass ahead of him as he walked. “The teens I’ve got locked up in my dungeon are still asleep, so I’ve got time to come take a look at your training.”

“Some of you may be wondering where I got this beautiful cane.” Garth held up the wrinkled leg with the ball of a femur sticking out of it, showing it to the pale young men who hadn’t looked away from it for a whil...

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Detail work, please comment!



We're approaching final iteration, now I need to sign off on the details of the cover. the things we're working on now are small details like facial expressions, clothing, cosmetics, etc. Go ahead and give comments down below:

I'll go first. Garth looks like a midget, but he's just got a bigass bug lady behind him and a stacked blonde in the foreground. How far in the fore...

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Chapter 153: Hold my Liver

Garth dropped four feet to the hard-packed earth, slapped his hands against the ground, tucked himself into a forward roll, and came up with jazz hands, naked save for the bits of placenta-like material clinging to him here and there.

“Tada!” Garth exclaimed with his body’s first breath, his fingers fluttering.

Caitlyn was kneeling over Garth’s pruny corpse, sobbing her eyes out. She suddenly became very still. Her alone head turned towards him and Garth could almost View Post

Variant outfit for Sandi

I shelled out for a variant outfit for Sandi for the patrons, but haven’t picked one yet.

current ideas include:

Sexy librarian

sexy flight attendant

Sexy tight black leather

Sexy chinese dress

its possible the artist might be able to change her race for the variant as well.

anyway, this isn’t a poll, just taking ideas.

you got an idea for an outfit, or an outfit/race combo, comment below.



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Chapter 152: The Complete Idiot's Guide to Ethical Kidnapping

“Can I help you?” Garth asked, barely able to restrain his irritation.

“Ah, sorry, umm, sir.” She stammered, her eyes flitting about the room, looking at a bunch of things she wasn’t supposed to be looking at. “I didn’t mean to-“

Sir? Does she not know who I am? Garth glanced down at his grey-purple wrinkled skin. No, she does not. let’s see what we can do with that.

“You didn’t mean to what?” Garth demanded, deepening his voice and makin...

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The brainwashed Principle

I'm not gonna be able to rewrite chapter 152 to be satisfying before I have to leave today so I thought I'd give you a shot at something I've been agonizing about for a few weeks now.

So I had him brainwash someone, (The Principal) and it was all within the limits of his abilities, but I was told that it was morally very douchey, and I haven't touched the subject for some time.

Should I:

A. retcon the brainwash and never speak of it again.

B. Make principle Gloria suff...

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Chapter 151: Secrets

***Greg***

“I’m not sure if this is heaven or hell.” Greg groaned into the open barracks. He was lying face up, every muscle in his body crying out in pain, barely able to lift a finger. During the day. He’d been forced to perform meaningless task after meaningless task that could only be accomplished by a group of people.

Between the reading and writing lessons, the math lessons, and the history lessons, his brain felt just as mushy as his limbs. Tomorrow they would ha...

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Chapter 150: What is your type, Anyway?

The kids were stretching in the living room, yawning as Mrs. Banyan made breakfast for them in the kitchen: Eggs and bacon. One good application of Beladia’s fertility aura and there was more than enough livestock to go around L.A. It was pretty funny watching a chicken literally shoot eggs out of its cloaca at high speeds.

Thank you, Ma’am.

Tad was the first one up. He was eating a second helping of breakfast and reclining on the sofa, circles under his eyes and food sta...

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Between D and S

So D and S were the two strongest contestants, and I'd like to know exactly which one was more popular, since D seemed to be a lot of people's second favorite. That and I want more verbal opinions.

In addition to voting, please comment! Tell me what you like about one over the other, give me input that might help refine the request we make to the artist. This is still very malleable, but after we make the final decision and whatever alterations, it'll get a lot harder to change.

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Chapter 149: Dirty Operating System

Garth rubbed his aching neck, groaning in pleasure. Taking care of three teens for a weekend was a harrowing experience, no matter how powerful you were.

When he got back they started asking him pointed questions about his life before ‘prison’, trying to figure out his secret identity by puzzling out who he knew and where he was when the world went to shit.

Seems like they got nine-tenths of the way there, Garth thought, putting the finishing touches on his magic...

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Oh my god, it's happening!

Pick the letter of the cover which has your favorite posing, these are just mock-ups by the artist, and can be altered and improved. Of course Sandi Butt won the previous poll, so of course there's a heavy focus on her rear. Shown are Garth, Sandi, Itet and Wilson from the first 100 chapters. (I commissioned this thing like 5 months ago.)


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Junk Mana in Heartstones

Someone wanted me to pin down what exactly the bad stuff in heartstones is, and right now we've got two theories, and I want to see what people's opinion is.

1: Junk mana. Mana that was toxic, taken in from the environment and stored in the heartstone as the creature grew.

Or

2: Traits inherent to the original creature that don't jive with the person eating the heartstone, such as a talent, or a racial trait. This extra stuff doesn't have any way to express itself and damag...

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Chapter 148: Dry-humping a Fossil

***Alicia***

“So is it just me, or does it seem like Edward Bergstrom isn’t Edward Bergstrom?” Tad asked, putting his feet up on Ed’s coffee table while he waited for his experiments to bake.

“He can use magic.” Caitlyn said.

“Obviously. He hadn’t been subtle about it since we got here. Your smelter is literally made of wood. Half the shit here is.” He pointed at the voluptuous bartender who was watching them with inhuman stillness. “She’s made of wood.” View Post

Chapter 147: Working Hard, or Hardly Working

“Welcome to my man-cave!” Garth said, tugging the black hoods off his three bound prisoners.

Alicia and Caitlyn, blinked as their eyes adjusted to the light in Garth’s newly renovated core room. Tad started awake, yawning.

The layout was reminiscent of a 21st century penthouse, with a large open space dominated by fancy furniture and a sweet cork floor. Magical lights in the ceiling kept the place brightly lit, and the walls were smooth polished and stained ironwood, mak...

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Let's see if we can hit trending.

I've been waiting five months for the artist to do his thing so I can do a mass release promotion with the new cover. Now I realize that I've still got a month or even more before he'll be done, and new readers have slowed down, so I'm planning on doing a promotion over the next few days.

The plan is to drop 15 chapters over the next week, hopefully putting the story on the front page.

When the new cover comes out, I'll most likely do another 15 chapter splurge.

Hope the y...

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Chapter 146: Sorting shit Out

The three of them stood in front of Paul’s house, lit only by the light of the waning moon. The barest candlelight spilled from the door as Paul glared at them with dark sircles under his eyes.

“You want me to hide a Denton.” Paul said, glowering at Garth. “From the Dentons.”

“Just a little one,” Garth said, patting the kid on the shoulder. “Until it’s safe for him to be out and about again.”

“And what about her?” he asked, glancing at Alicia, who was idli...

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Chapter 145: Denial is not a River in Egypt

***Alicia***

Alicia was doing her evening exercises at the new inn, while Thomas devoured half a roast turkey by himself. Once he was done eating, he’d probably crawl into the bed and doze for the rest of the night, until he got up in the early morning to go out and play with his street ruffian friends.

Once Alicia had heard from Susie that her hiding spot had been discovered, she’d whisked Thomas away in the middle of the night, relocating them to a place halfway across ...

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Chapter 144: Von Neumann Probing

There are at least seven defining characteristics of life, and growth and reproduction are two of them. If I got the blessing of another god who matched some of the remaining ones, would I get that much better at creating self-replicating life?

Swordfish was basically Garth’s Magnum Opus from before he died, a self-renewing endless supply of air-to-ground missiles.

I bet if I did, I could make some pretty amazing shit…

Theoretically he could...

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Chapter 143: Wrestling’s fake

“And that is why, ladies, if you value your life, sanity and the ability to tighten your kegel muscles ever again, you should never be in the same room as Bigdick Tad.”

Garth spoke intimately into the microphone, spinning to take in the entire screaming crowd.

“What the hell are you doing?” Tad demanded a few steps away.

“I’m having fun. Incidentally, you’re probably gonna get laid.”

“You just told them not to have se...

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AFK Beastman Poll (AKA AILF)

Since I'm gonna be away today I drew up a couple polls to get some ideas.

This particular one is about Beast men, and what kind you guys want to see.

(I've already promised to do Snake people and Sheep people, so they don't have to be in the poll, scath.)

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