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Best of Intentions: River Below (ch. 13)

Chris had to admit that things… weren't going that great.. It wasn't really a surprise. Things not going great is probably the best way to understate that the world was staring down the barrel of a gun, one in the hands of idiots with itchy trigger fingers.

That being said, things could always be worse. “I think I'm a glass half full kind of guy,” Chris remarked to Brad, who gave him an absolutely bewildered look as the double door that they were both leaned against began to heav...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.9 (ch. 9)

Ned soon found that he had underestimated the harshness of Skagos, as all his plans fell apart upon the discovery that he had beheaded the very last of the Crowl bloodline, something he could scarce believe even now. The North was by far the harshest of the Seven Kingdoms, but even those Northern Houses with few branches had cousins. Even as sparse as the Stark bloodline had become, as his father was an only child, he still had cousins that could take the Stark name if the need arose.

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Best of Intentions: My Way (ch. 12)

“It's like these people have never even heard of safety measures. How exactly do you have an outbreak in the facility that's specifically dedicated to developing antivirals and countermeasures to the crap the other Hive is cooking up? I swear, I feel like I'm losing my mind here.” I groused under my breath, thoroughly unimpressed with the state of the other Hive. “The bar is so low it's in hell, and these people are still managing to trip over it.”

Hive II had fallen. I'm not e...

A Fun Time: Clockwork Island 3.4

My body was weird. I had already noticed the changes in appearance, and how strong I was, but I don't think it had ever been clearer than when it came to recovering. Tae gave me the news -- in total, I had shattered nearly every bone in my hands and feet, three broken ribs, second-degree burns littered across my flesh, internal hemorrhaging, internal bruising, and an awful concussion. By all logic, I should be dead. If I didn't die, then at least, I would have permanent damage to my hands and...

Some Sad News

I'm sorry I missed The Good Life's update yesterday. Unfortunately, life has kicked me square in the pants, and I completely forgot that it was Friday. One of my dogs passed away a couple of days ago but I had expected that due to longstanding medical issues. She was 13, and her breed is expected to only live 10 so it's something that I saw coming. What I didn't see coming was for my other dog to pass away as well.

Some of you might remember him as a little over a year ago, he scared t...

The Good Life: Momentum (ch. 68)

“La da ah-ah-ah,” I sang under my breath, humming a song that I didn't know the name of as I pieced together two parts of a contraption. Another invention that I had started playing around with in the aftermath of my rather successful debut to high society. It was just the first step in many more to come, but I had put my best foot forward and the results were already paying off.

I was granted a scholarship to the university, as well as a personal workshop that I could use. I'm not...

The Good Life: Small World (ch. 67)

There were some days that Mel Medarda was almost thankful that her mother had banished her from Noxus. It was a brutal land that only understood force and strength -- where your value came from what you could take from others and how well you could protect what you had. Piltover, in comparison, was an enlightened city. Physical strength meant nothing. What mattered was your mind, and how you applied it.

“The invitations have been given,” Mel's assistant informed her as a team applie...

The Good Life: Showmanship (ch. 66)

Getting the jitters was a pretty normal part of life. No one was immune to it -- I sure wasn't. Back before it all began, before the ball really started rolling and I crossed the Rubicon, I had been anxious and uncertain about going through with being Heartless. I had taken over the gangs of New York, but I could have just taken the kick up and vanished without a trace. I hadn't been on anyone's radar at that point. The Seven had no clue I existed.

I had been excited at enacting a chil...

The Good Life: Cult of Curses (ch. 65)

As irritating as he found it, Sukuna knew from the very start that he would need to change his Tithe. For centuries, he had collected cursed energy in one of two ways -- the more reliable being from the terror, pain, and rage that he harvested from the peasants as he destroyed their lives for the sake of his own amusement. It was a paltry sum, but given his habits during the Heian era, it was a practical option. The other tithe that he collected was the cursed energy of sorcerers that he cons...

Legends Never Die: Moments of Peace (ch. 100)

The alliance was made and it was a colossal weight off of my shoulders, I thought to myself as my ship sailed back into Norland’s harbor. My departure and arrival disguised as visiting one of the outposts on Sicily, ensuring that my meeting with the Caliph would be known by only those that were there. There was some part of me that worried that the information would somehow reach Irene's ears all the same, but… it was simply a risk I had to take.

With the alliance made, the budding...

Legends Never Die: Forgotten Conversations (ch. 99)

It was strange to think, but under different circumstances, I believe Caliph Harun Al-Rashid and I could have been friends. If I had been a Muslim, or he a Norseman, I suspected that we would have gotten along quite well. Our interests overlapped more than I expected. He had been a shy conversationalist until we reached a topic that he was invested in.

I didn't know how to feel about it, in all honesty. I didn't really have any friends, at least none my age. Thorkel was a friend and a ...

Legends Never Die: Foundations of the Future (ch. 98)

Hadi had a plan.

It wasn't an ideal one. Not even close. But, that was to be expected in his trying circumstances. If things were ideal, then he wouldn't be in this situation in the first place -- married to an ambitious and beautiful woman, a regent to a young Emir, and a close advisor to the Caliph himself.

It was awful. Every night, he went to sleep begging that it all be a dream and every morning he awoke to his greatest nightmare made manifest. Some days he wondered if the ...

Legends Never Die: The More Things Change (ch. 97)

Things hardly settled with our victory. It took time for the effects to ripple out across the Roman Empire, which found itself shocked by waves of news. First, that iconoclasm had been officially repealed by the Pope and Patriarch of the Faith. Then, at the same time, news that Bulgaria had been conquered spread alongside the repeal. As far as anyone could tell, it mostly had the intended effect -- people took it as a sign.

But not everyone did. Fanatical believers weren't so easily co...

Best of Intentions: River Below (ch. 13)

Things weren't going that great, Chris Redfield could admit to himself. It wasn't really a surprise. Things not going great is probably the best way to understate what happened when the world was staring down the barrel of a gun in the hands of idiots with an itchy finger.

That being said, they could always be worse. “I think I'm a glass half full kind of guy,” Chris remarked to Brad, who gave him an absolutely bewildered look as the double door that they both leaned against began ...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.9 (ch. 9)

Ned had underestimated the harshness of Skagos as his plans fell apart upon the discovery that he had beheaded the last of the Crowl bloodline. The North was the harshest of the lands, but even the Houses with few branches had cousins. Even as sparse as the Stark bloodline had become as his father was an only child, he still had cousins that could take the Stark name.

That wasn't the case for House Crowl. Haljiti had been an only child, as had his father before him. His children were d...

Best of Intentions: My Way (ch. 12)

“It's like these people have never even heard of safety measures. How exactly do you have an outbreak in the facility that's specifically dedicated to developing antivirals and countermeasures to the crap the other Hive is cooking up? I swear, I feel like I'm losing my mind here.” I groused under my breath, thoroughly unimpressed with the state of the other Hive. “The bar is so low it's in hell, and these people are still managing to trip over it.”

Hive II had fallen. I'm not e...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.8 (ch. 8)

Skagos was a rough and barren land, Ned thought to himself as they arrived upon the island under a dense and heavy fog. The ride had been a short one, thankfully, but a tense one. Robert had braced himself against the railing in anticipation that they would strike an iceberg on the way. The trip was quite too, no one speaking with only the ropes creaking and waves lapping to fill the silence.

It felt like stealing away into the domain. As if they were trespassing. It grated at Ned's ne...

The Good Life: Small World (ch. 67)

There were some days that Mel Medarda was almost thankful that her mother had banished her from Noxus. A brutal land that only understood force and strength -- where your value came from what you could take from others and protect what you had. Piltover, in comparison, was an enlightened city. Physical strength meant nothing. What mattered was your mind, and how you applied it.

“The invitations have been given,” Mel's assistant informed her as a team applied her makeup. Days like th...

The Good Life: Showmanship (ch. 66)

Getting the jitters was a pretty normal part of life. No one was immune to it -- I sure wasn't. Back before it all began, before the ball really started rolling and I crossed the Rubicon, I had been anxious and uncertain about going through with being Heartless. I had taken over the gangs of New York, but I could have just taken the kick up and vanished without a trace. I hadn't been on anyone's radar at that point. The Seven had no clue I existed.

I had been excited at enacting a chil...

The Good Life: Cult of Curses (ch. 65)

As irritating as he found it, Sukuna knew from the very start that he would need to change his Tithe. For centuries, he had collected cursed energy in one of two ways -- the more reliable being from the terror, pain, and rage that he harvested from the peasants as he destroyed their lives for the sake of his own amusement. It was a paltry sum, but given his habits during the Heian era, it was a practical option. The other tithe that he collected was the cursed energy of sorcerers that he cons...

The Good Life: College Acceptance (ch. 64)

I felt like a kid in a candy shop with a no limit black card. The possibilities were endless, and I was almost left frozen from choice paralysis. In a way it was almost lucky that Rumi and Asami had helped point the way for me. Letting me go in a new and exciting direction. In a way, it was me returning to my roots. Revisiting the meticulous planning that had gone into my ascension as the crime lord of New York, giving me all the pieces that I needed to make the world tremble.

Subtlety...

Hope of Morning (Jujutsu Kaisen/Fate: Grand Order)

“Zabaniya!” Exclaimed the cloaked man before him, the bandages on his arm falling away to reveal a funky-looking red arm that shot forward like a snake. The man wore a skull mask, hiding his face, but the sound of triumph in his voice was unmistakable. That was the sound of someone who pulled out a trump card, and as far as they were concerned, it was game over.

And, if Yuji Itadori were a normal run-of-the-mill human being, it probably would be. The red hand shot forward, lunging ...

Legends Never Die: Forgotten Conversations (ch. 98)

It was strange to think, but under different circumstances, I think Caliph Harun Al-Rashid and I could have been friends. If I had been a Muslim, or he a norseman, and we met I suspected that we would have gotten along quite well. Our interests overlapped more than I expected. He was a shy conversationalist until it reached a topic that he was invested in.

I didn't know how to feel about it, in all honesty. I didn't really have any friends, at least none my age. Thorkel was a friend an...

Legends Never Die: Foundations of the Future (ch. 98)

Hadi had a plan.

It wasn't an ideal one. Not even close. But, that was to be expected in his trying circumstances. If things were ideal, then he wouldn't be in this situation in the first place -- married to an ambitious and beautiful woman, a regent to a young Emir, and a close advisor to the Caliph himself.

It was awful. Every night, he went to sleep begging that it all be a dream and every morning he awoke to his greatest nightmare made manifest. Some days he wondered if the ...

Legends Never Die: The More Things Change (ch. 97)

Things hardly settled with our victory. It took time for the effects to ripple out across the Roman Empire, which found itself shocked by waves of news. First, that iconoclasm had been officially repealed by the Pope and Patriarch of the Faith. Then, at the same time, news that Bulgaria had been conquered spread alongside the repeal. As far as anyone could tell, it mostly had the intended effect -- people took it as a sign.

But not everyone did. Fanatical believers weren't so easily co...

Legends Never Die: The More Things Change (ch. 97)

Michael Lachanodrakon was not a fool.

In my experience, most of Constantinople’s high nobility maintained their position purely because their peers were every bit as foolish as they were. That wasn't the case for Michael. He was a military man first and foremost -- he had a taste for battle, and proved his mettle against both the Abbasids and his peers when Iconoclasm was first established at the tip of his sword.

I suspected he foresaw the trap that he was being led into by I...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.9 (ch. 9)

Apologies for the borked format in advance. I'm having to post from my phone because I'm fighting for my life for a decent internet connection.

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Ned had underestimated the harshness of Skagos as his plans fell apart upon the discovery that he had beheaded the last of the Crowl bloodline. The North was the harshest of the lands, but even the Houses with few branches had cousins. Even as sparse as the Stark bloodline had become as his father was an only child, he sti...

Best of Intentions: My Way (ch. 12)

Apologies for the borked format in advance. I'm having to post from my phone because I'm fighting for my life for a decent internet connection.

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"It's like these people have never even heard of safety measures. How exactly do you have an outbreak in the facility that's specifically dedicated to developing antivirals and countermeasures to the crap the other Hive is cooking up? I swear, I feel like I'm losing my mind here.” I groused under my breath, thoroughly unimpress...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.8 (ch. 8)

Apologies for the borked format in advance. I'm having to post from my phone because I'm fighting for my life for a decent internet connection.

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Skagos was a rough and barren land, Ned thought to himself as they arrived upon the island under a dense and heavy fog. The ride had been a short one, thankfully, but a tense one. Robert had braced himself against the railing in anticipation that they would strike an iceberg on the way. The trip was quite too, no one speaking wit...

Best of Intentions: Welcome to the Jungle (ch. 11)

Apologies for the borked format in advance. I'm having to post from my phone because I'm fighting for my life for a decent internet connection.

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Things weren't great. Or even good, really. But, they weren't as bad as they could be. Because, simply put, as things stood there was about twenty floors that separated us. Mr. X was a whole ass problem, but he was a manageable one. What he did was compound an already existing issue, like being trapped in a pit with a super massi...