And so I run, I run and the sole sound accompanying me is the clanking of my metal boots against the stone floors of the dungeon. I run. Sweltering heat washes over me as I run up the staircase and leave the giant’s skull. Broken suits of armor lay scattered around the ash-strewn bridge of floor eighty-six, together with vague piles of cinder here and there. Good night Piotr, sorry we couldn’t meet up today.
Spinning around, a cloud of glowing scorch kicking up as I turn,...
2021-04-18 06:55:38 +0000 UTC
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The girl smiles, satisfied as she finishes the lock on her door, having already finished the one in Jubilee’s room just before. Happy, she looks around the room that is in the same state of dismay as it was the last time she was in here. Jubilee never cleaned their room much. She wonders if she should get rid of the broken glass? She doesn’t want Jubilee to hurt themselves. The girl ponders, looking over towards the broken mirror. Though she feels a warm feeling in her chest as she sees t...
2021-04-17 10:01:25 +0000 UTC
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It’s like I’m floating.
The crash of energy suspends us both in the air as we are sent flying back, flung apart by the force, as if the world were cracking in two and I float, suspended, alone with my thoughts. Alone with my thoughts, same as always. It’s just you, me and eye again, guy. It’s nice to have friends, you know? I have such good friends, haha! What’s that? Oh. Yeah. Right, we’re dying again -
Time resumes as I crash backwards, tumbling...
2021-04-17 06:48:17 +0000 UTC
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Fresh sits on the floor of the shop, eating her second breakfast with Jubilee as she tells her about her encounter.
“You goo-brain!” Jubilee is quiet as they take another bite. “I want to be mad since you went out of your way to be an idiot this time, but…” They sigh. “Maybe it’s fine, it’s just like we said last time. Friends in high places.”
The girl sighs a breath of relief, happy that Jubilee isn’t mad at her this time. “Mm! It’ll ...
2021-04-16 15:42:26 +0000 UTC
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Minor Soul Potions: 19 Obols each - 221 sold = +4199
Antidotes: 15 Obols each - 36 sold = +540
Bone Daggers: 49 Obols each - 8 sold = +392
Odd and ends: ~40 Obols each - 0 sold = +0
Glass Chickens: 30 Obols each - 0 sold = ~0
Mushroom-caps(Blue): - sold 0, bought 68 (6 each) = -408
Mushroom-caps(Orange): - sold 0, bought 55 (5 each) = -275
Iron-Ingots - sold 0, bought 12 = -240
2021-04-16 11:40:24 +0000 UTC
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You’ve never understood, guy.
The entire world before my vision turns black and white from the intensity of the rising mountain of energy between us. At the twilight spot where the heavens twinkle for just this single second, in this tiny fragment of the world where the rising dawn and the setting dusk crash together in an explosion so bright, so jubilant, so radiant. Just for an instant. Just for us. Just for me. Just for him. Our worlds collide like two oceans crashing to...
2021-04-16 07:18:27 +0000 UTC
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The rest of the day passed without any further excitement and Fresh goes upstairs with gleeful eyes, opening her door to run into her room and to jump onto her new mattress with open arms. She lands down onto it, face first, kicking her feet into the air in excitement. “Jubilee! I have a mattress!” calls out the girl’s muffled voice, her face pressed down into the fabric.
“Yeah…? That’s what happens when you buy something. You get it.”
The girl ...
2021-04-15 18:58:49 +0000 UTC
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Dead winds blow all around me, billowing my cape up high past my shoulder as I hold my lance out towards him. Towards the man who I hold in such contempt. They don’t know what to do. The blood has left their faces, leaving them all cold and pale and empty like mine. Like mine. Like mine. They hadn’t expected me. They hadn’t expected my eyes to stare at them from up here, from up on high atop the apex of the world. With disgust, with contempt, with A TWINKLE I look down at the hero-party...
2021-04-15 06:43:28 +0000 UTC
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“You really shouldn’t drink that many!” says Fresh, feeling somewhat exasperated as she looks at the red-clad wizard who has returned once again. They tilt their head curiously, looking down at the potions and then back up to her, shrugging.
“Why? Is there something wrong with them?”
“I… No. It’s just…” Fresh scratches her cheek, looking at them. “I don’t know, are you sure you should drink five a day?”
The wizard wa...
2021-04-14 15:40:26 +0000 UTC
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*Dink*
Fresh taps the sword with the small metal hammer. Not out of any specific purpose, she just doesn’t know what else to do with it.
*Dink*
The girl groans. How is she supposed to repair a sword? She’s never done any metalworking in her life, apart from the few craftsmen recipes that she has. But none of them are of any help to her now. Could craftsmen even do repairs on equipment like this?
*Din...
2021-04-14 08:47:39 +0000 UTC
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We have a history. Miller and I. I shake my head and amend myself. And us. But I don’t really want to talk about it, you know how I try to keep you away from things sometimes, guy? It’s like that, tell you what. Besides, eyeyoume is here and she doesn’t need to know either. Anyways, what’s in the past doesn’t matter now. I feel better now, having gotten that out of my system though. But he’ll be back tomorrow, as much as I loathe the thought.
He’s a metaphor too...
2021-04-14 06:33:34 +0000 UTC
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Fresh presses her face against the glass of the window of the alchemist’s shop. Despite the brightness of the day outside, little light seems to make its way inside of the shop that is nested down at the end of this little alley. As far as she can see, nothing stirs inside of the building. No light shifts. No movements break the darkness. No sounds shatter the quiet. Nothing. All she hears is the vivid life of the city around her, coming into stark contrast with the void that seemed to lurk...
2021-04-13 12:21:55 +0000 UTC
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My wide eyes, shining with CONVICTION, scan the darkness of the miller’s mill as I stand on the precipice.
Thook-thook.
The soles of my metal boots sink into the wet, fleshy meat of the miller’s floor as I step into the light-less darkness of the windmill. The grinding of gears and spinning blades makes itself heard from above, the dull churning like the angstful grinding of the teeth of a man sleeping, fidgeting through restless nightmares. The sound con...
2021-04-13 07:21:30 +0000 UTC
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“You really shouldn’t drink anymore…” says Fresh uneasily, rubbing the back of her head as she looks at the large coin in her hand. “Ten in two days seems like a lot.”
“Huh?” The wizard in red waves her off and pushes the girl’s hand back against her chest, gesturing for her to keep the coin. “It’s fine!”
“Does the effect even stack?” asks Fresh nervously, trying to find something to ease her worries.
“No, but it...
2021-04-12 13:20:57 +0000 UTC
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I skip and jig my way down the road towards the miller’s mill as the sound of the calliope plays on and on and on and on and on and on and on. It never stops. None of it ever stops. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if I respawn as a goblin, or as a slime, or as Miika, or as an eye, or you, or me. It doesn’t matter. Because no matter what, no matter what body I habit, no matter what shell I fill, like puss filling a cyst, because no matter which way my bones co...
2021-04-12 08:18:03 +0000 UTC
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Minor Soul Potions: 19 Obols each - 12 sold = +228
Antidotes: 15 Obols each - 5 sold = +75
Bone Daggers: 49 Obols each - 1 sold = +49
Odd and ends: ~40 Obols each - 0 sold = +0
Glass Chickens: 30 Obols each - 0 sold = ~0
Mushroom-caps(Blue): - sold 0, bought 11 (6 each) = -66
Mushroom-caps(Orange): - sold 0, bought 8 (5 each) = -40
Iron-Ingots - sold 0, bought 3 = -60
Magical Talisman(Glass) - sold 1 = +51
Total (Gross) = +237
2021-04-11 11:39:45 +0000 UTC
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We fly up into the library, blasting around the shelves with lightning speed just as the cloud of air beneath me dissipates. My boots thud against the carpeting and I keep running, time is money after all. The pit comes into sight and the books come to make their usual bridge, seeing me approach. Rats scurry all around the shelving, as they try to get across to their queen, now seeing their chance. A voice yells from my back. “Just take the bridge you i-AAAAH!”
I leap, ju...
2021-04-11 06:56:36 +0000 UTC
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Minor Soul Potions: 19 Obols each - 48 sold = +912
Antidotes: 15 Obols each - 12 sold = +180
Bone Daggers: 49 Obols each - 3 sold = +147
Odd and ends: ~40 Obols each - 2 sold = +80
Glass Chickens: 30 Obols each - 0 sold = ~0
Mushroom-caps(Blue): - sold 0, bought 41 (6 each) = -246
Mushroom-caps(Orange): - sold 0, bought 28 (5 each) = -140
Total = +933
<...
2021-04-10 11:52:42 +0000 UTC
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The seal is broken.
Nichodemus and I rise up the staircase and I carry the dungeon-master on my back.
*Thwack*
A small hand hits the back of my skull. But I just ignore it. I suppose the dungeon-master doesn’t see this as being carried, more of as them riding me like some kind of creature or battle-mount.
*Thwack*
I snap my skull around in a full turn, my spine breaking off again as I turn...
2021-04-10 06:37:08 +0000 UTC
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Jubilee pushes her off, dropping the girl’s wet bag unceremoniously at her feet and walking into the store, closing the door behind themselves. They sigh heavily as their shoulders droop.
Her party-member looks around at the mostly empty shelves. “Did you run the store by yourself?”
Fresh nods, leaning in enthusiastically, glad that her friend is safe. “I did!”
Jubilee walks past her, waving her off with a tone quite the opposite. ...
2021-04-09 13:25:16 +0000 UTC
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- But we both know that’s not what happened.
Aaaaah, I did it again! I got you, I got you! Haha!
Sorry guy, you know I couldn’t resist. I wanted you to think I was cool, okay? I try really hard to impress people. I’m not sure why though, I just kind of feel like I need to. I didn’t lie entirely this time though. I’m still down here, still in the ice, still in this body. I’m not floating. I just didn’t charge at the thing ...
2021-04-09 09:53:33 +0000 UTC
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Jubilee never returned. The sun rose, though mostly obscured behind the heavy clouds that still linger overhead and Fresh, not knowing what else to do, left the adventurer’s guild to go to the store. They have to open today.
If the vampire was outside before, it is gone now.
Her eyes are heavy and tired as she hasn’t slept a wink, but she forces herself to keep going and as the sun rises higher, she feels just a bit more awake with every ray of light that...
2021-04-08 11:58:55 +0000 UTC
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We spiral, falling down. The entity that I am descending from the cosmos for the second time today. But now, this time, I am the hand that clutches. My fingers grasp the dungeon-master tighter as we fall, my cape billowing behind me as we rush towards the deepest, darkest heart of the dungeon. Black-water swallows us entirely and the stale, dry air of the library slowly becomes colder, damper, denser as we fall.
The plane below comes into vision, the darkness below, the wet b...
2021-04-08 07:45:43 +0000 UTC
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Fresh tears at the handle, yanking the door open wide and holding the wobbly blade fearfully out in front of herself. Out towards the dark hallway.
Nothing is there.
The girl quivers, tears forming in her fearful eyes. “J.. Jubileeee~” she whines through clenched teeth, not sure what to do.
*DHUNK*
Fresh looks up, jolting at the noise and then falls down, back into the room as she screams. As she sees the thing o...
2021-04-07 12:34:36 +0000 UTC
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I run. I run. The rat-queen continues to flail and to squirm and to say things that I quite frankly just won’t repeat to you, guy. The rats pursue us as a raging tide, but there is little that they can do. I’m made out of metal and bones after all. Something pops behind my skull as the cosmic forces that hold me together recompress my broken neck, snapping it back into place. She tries to kick me several times, but she isn’t nearly as flexible as the thief is. Or as light. But I’m not...
2021-04-07 07:13:58 +0000 UTC
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Thunder crashes aloud, the single window of her room rattling as the unseen hand of the heavy winds outside press against it, as if testing its resilience. Fresh isn’t sure what exactly is bothering her. She isn’t afraid of the dark, at least she wasn’t in her old life. She had spent days at a time shut inside of a light-less bedroom. Weeks. Months. She's used to the darkness and she figures the darkness should be used to her at this point too.
But something is differen...
2021-04-06 12:03:55 +0000 UTC
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The metal of my boots thuds out against the rocks as I descend the staircase, coming down towards the moonlight arena from the treasury above. The other way, through the goblin outpost, isn’t exactly accessible anymore.
Something wet makes itself heard and I turn my head to look at the surface of the stone walls, at the coating of the fungus on the rocks of the dungeon, as it slowly creeps its way further upward, spreading further from the heart of darkness nested at the de...
2021-04-06 06:59:29 +0000 UTC
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Thunder crashes loudly outside, the barreling roll of the deep sound shakes the glass of the windows as it passes by. It isn’t just raining. It’s pouring in a torrential, sudden downfall that seems to have come out of nowhere. Water crashes down from the sky and the dewy air even somehow manages to find its way inside of here, as it seeps through the thin walls of the rickety house.
Fresh shudders, wrapping her arms around herself, glad that she has actual sleeves now as ...
2021-04-05 16:02:02 +0000 UTC
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Several hours had passed and it was just past the start of the evening hours. She looks at the gray-clad man standing there with crossed arms, her face somewhat agitated as she stares at what appeared to be their last customer of the day
"I'll give you forty," he says, upping his offer from before.
Fresh raises a finger, pointing to the bone-dagger with her other hand. "It costs forty-nine though."
"Fine, forty-two."
The girl rubs the b...
2021-04-05 11:31:20 +0000 UTC
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Darkness spirals around me as I spin and fall down, dragged through the void by a demon claw that wrenches me back towards the world below. Rushing, howling cosmic winds envelop me from the speed of my descent. Like a jubilant star crashing down towards terra firma, I fall, enveloped by blinding light as I plummet. My core, my essence radiating with a burning heat that repels the empty of the void as we fall further. Further. Further still down towards the dungeon. But as I fall, as we fall, ...
2021-04-05 07:05:53 +0000 UTC
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