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Never Fade Away: Day of the Dead (ch. 41)

"Listeners, a whole lot of shit started flying since the Konpeki Clash and Arasaka hitting the trail, and I'm to report about some of it that's a sight more serious than some lost jobs, that no one else is likely to talk about.

A Nomad Clan based near Night City, name of Red Ochre…. got wiped out. Not just killed - torn apart. An entire camp of over two hundred Nomads - men, women and children - slaughtered and left to rot in the desert sun. And no one knows who or why - ...

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A Hard Knock Life: Black Hole Sun (ch. 17)

Should probably start this one off with a disclaimer -- A Hard Knock Life is not back. I’ve been playing Phantom Liberty and I’ve been on bit of a Worm kick, so I got the itch to write up another chapter. I figured it was worth posting to see if there’s any interest in a return to the story, and if there is, A Hard Knock Life will go on the next story poll to decide what replaces the next story of mine that ends.

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Gacha God: Luck of the Draw (ch. 39)

  1. Moa Moa no Mi/More-More Fruit
  2. Yami Yami no Mi/Dark-Dark Fruit
  3. Goro Goro no Mi/Rumble-Rumble Fruit
  4. Pika Pika no Mi/Glint-Glint Fruit
  5. Soru Soru no Mi/Soul-Soul Fruit
  6. Bara Bara no Mi/Chop-Chop Fruit
  7. Gura Gura no Mi/Tremor-Tremor Fruit
  8. Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Phoenix/Bird-Bird Fruit, Model: Phoenix View Post

Gacha God: Your own worst enemy (ch. 38)

No. No. No, no, nonononono. No. No fucking way. This shit is precisely why I had time travel so shit like this didn't need to happen. So it wouldn't happen. I just had to wind back the clock and snip this shit right in the bud.

"You piece of filth," I snarled at Kilgrave, kicking him in the face before I threw him right back into his own personal hell. Right from the start. I never really considered myself a malicious person, but his screams were fucking music to my ears as I ran a hand...

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Gacha God: Just Deserts (ch. 37)

I am so annoyed with myself. I am so goddamn annoyed with myself. If I could punch myself in the mouth, I'd do it in a heartbeat. I almost wished for a Future Me to show up and put me down like an animal because I clearly deserved it. I had slipped up. I got over confident. I looked down on his mind control because it paled in comparison to the shit I had seen and as thoroughly unremarkable as it was, I didn't have the tricks up my sleeve that I used to.

In the end, I didn't ha...

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Gacha God: The Inherent Dangers of Mind Control (ch. 36)

It had been a while since I've committed a murder, but even if my skills had gotten a little rusty, I had the basic principles of a good murder down pat. A lot like being a real estate agent, it really came down to two things -- location, and opportunity. Setting up both took a bit of work when it came to my siblings for a rather wide variety of reasons that included but weren't limited to: magic, teleportation, or having to break a reliquary that housed their immortal soul at the same moment...

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The Good Life: You've Been Hit By A Smooth Criminal (ch. 22)

Everything was on fire. Well, not literally, though that could quickly change in a couple of minutes as Cinder perched on a building, overlooking Times Square. The military was rolling in with everything short of tanks, and they had instituted a curfew. In all honesty, they should have been calling for an evacuation of the city, but that had its own inherent dangers.With her bow in hand, she watched on from above as a platoon of soldiers marched towards their target.

Frost and ice crunc...

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The Good Life: Watching Them Fall (ch. 21)

"... Oh…" Homelander whispered, his breath stuck behind a lump in his throat as he gazed down at the brain matter and blood on his gloved hand, the office blissfully silent. A bit of hair and flesh that was attached to a shard of skull fell from his fingers with an audible plop. He swallowed thickly, feeling strangely numb as he slowly turned his gaze downward to Madelyn. He couldn't recognize her. A pool of dark red blood spread out lazily on the floor from her shattered skull, brain matte...

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The Good Life: Tipping Them Over (ch. 20)

I could feel it. I could feel it deep in my bones that we were on the cusp of greatness. Slowly, I had been building and building to push things to a boiling point. Much like a pot left on a stove, the water was heating up and the lid that was clamping down was about to pop off from the pressure building underneath. I had all the pieces I could want in play -- I had my criminals, I had my supes, I had my connections on the inside and abroad, I had dirt on all the major players, and I had some...

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The Good Life: Lining Up The Dominos (ch. 19)

A song in the heart. I never really thought too much on the phrase, but in light of recent events, I couldn't help but understand it now, because I found myself humming a tune as I left Vought Headquarters. I couldn't quite explain it, but the colors were brighter, the smells were more pleasant, and there was a bounce in my step while a little tune in my heart was leaping to escape. It was one of those golden moments where all the stars aligned and everything was just… fantastic.

I al...

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Legends Never Die: Insults Repaid (ch. 58)

It was a mistake. I knew that much after the first punch. I had let my temper get the better of me. I wasn't quite certain who he was, but I did understand that he was related to Chares in some way, thus making him someone of importance. The only silver lining was that he wasn't nobility, but at this moment, it genuinely wouldn't have mattered if he was and I knew that. His head snapped to the side, blood and shattered teeth erupting from his broken jaw in an arc before I grabbed hold of his ...

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Legends Never Die: Connections (ch. 57)

"Do I have to go?" Was the first thing that came out of Astrid's mouth, my wife sounding entirely disinterested with the entire affair. I didn't really blame her there. I also had absolutely zero interest in attending the party, but Jill made it abundantly clear that it wasn't an invitation that we could afford to refuse. Despite how much I would like to. In the end, she simply made too strong of an argument for it -- we would be expanding our social network, making connections, and it would ...

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Legends Never Die: Plans of the Future (ch. 56)

Learning how to read was a frustrating endeavor, and not only because Greek was very different from both Latin and Norse. It was frustrating because I was surrounded on all sides by scrolls and texts that I either couldn't read or I had to pretend that I couldn't since I wanted the fact that I could both speak and read Latin a secret. And in the few weeks that I had been inside the University, I got a taste of what the books offered.

In my hands was a scroll detailing a first hand repor...

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Legends Never Die: University of Constantinople (ch. 55)

The halls of the university were impressive, yet not overwhelming like the palace had been. The floor and walls were made out of marble, there was the occasional piece of finery on display, but it was less blatant. Each one was marked with Greek lettering, which I couldn't read. Michalis had only taught me the spoken language of the Greeks, not their letters. As my gaze lingered on a statue that stood in the center of a hallway, Alexios seemed to understand my curiosity. "Artwork donated from...

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Never Fade Away: Pon Pon Shit (ch. 43)

"Something's brewing, darlin's. Nora has it on good authority that a whole lotta Corpo and government types seem to be gearing up to storm the Alamo, and I don't have a clue why.

But I have a notion. Only one thing on Earth can shake those folks up after all.

I dunno when or where all this dynamite is gonna blow, but I do know that when it does, L's probably gonna be the last one standing - and the idjit's going after him ain't gonna be the only casualties. View Post

Never Fade Away: Reaktion (ch. 42)

"We live in a crazy, crazy world darlin's. But you probably knew that already.

Here's an itty bitty update on the Red Ochre investigation - apparently there are, according to numerous sources, 'vampires' running around underground in Night City, and werewolves stalking around those Biotechnica fields outside it.

Now, not saying that vampires and werewolves don't have claws that might fit the bill or anything, but the Red Ochre survivors are looking more towar...

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Never Fade Away: Day of the Dead (ch. 41)

"Listeners, a whole lot of shit started flying since the Konpeki Clash and Arasaka hitting the trail, and I'm to report about some of it that's a sight more serious than some lost jobs, that no one else is likely to talk about.

A Nomad Clan based near Night City, name of Red Ochre…. got wiped out. Not just killed - torn apart. An entire camp of over two hundred Nomads - men, women and children - slaughtered and left to rot in the desert sun. And no one knows who or why - ...

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Never Fade Away: Fly Me To The Moon (ch. 40)

"Know what listeners? I'm getting mighty tired of folks talking shit about L.

Oh, you worked for Arasaka and now you're out of a job cuz of him? Cry me a goddamn river!

All the Megacorps are their own flavor of parasite, but Arasaka was the king of the leeches. Using and ruining and murdering people for over a century before they picked the wrong victim - L.

L took them down, and he did it for a reason. For him and his. But the world as a whole...

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The Good Life: Watching Them Fall (ch. 21)

"... Oh…" Homelander whispered, his breath stuck behind a lump in his throat as he gazed down at the brain matter and blood on his gloved hand, the office blissfully silent. A bit of hair and flesh that was attached to a shard of skull fell from his fingers with an audible plop. He swallowed thickly, feeling strangely numb as he slowly turned his gaze downward to Madelyn. He couldn't recognize her. A pool of dark red blood spread out lazily on the floor from her shattered skull, brain matte...

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The Good Life: Tipping Them Over (ch. 20)

I could feel it. I could feel it deep in my bones that we were on the cusp of greatness. Slowly, I had been building and building to push things to a boiling point. Much like a pot left on a stove, the water was heating up and the lid that was clamping down was about to pop off from the pressure building underneath. I had all the pieces I could want in play -- I had my criminals, I had my supes, I had my connections on the inside and abroad, I had dirt on all the major players, and I had some...

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The Good Life: Lining Up The Dominos (ch. 19)

A song in the heart. I never really thought too much on the phrase, but in light of recent events, I couldn't help but understand it now, because I found myself humming a tune as I left Vought Headquarters. I couldn't quite explain it, but the colors were brighter, the smells were more pleasant, and there was a bounce in my step while a little tune in my heart was leaping to escape. It was one of those golden moments where all the stars aligned and everything was just… fantastic.

I al...

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The Good Life: Well Deserved Rewards (ch. 18)

Maybe, just maybe… this was a terrible idea. The thought did occur to me as I practically skipped my way to Vought Headquarters. This could be a trap. Cinder was clever and she was ruthless. She had enough pieces to put together who Heartless was beneath the mask. If she hadn't… well. Then she wasn't as clever as she liked to think and I was deceiving her by virtue of the fact she didn't think she could ever be deceived by me.

If she was as clever as I thought and she believed herse...

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Legends Never Die: Connections (ch. 57)

"Do I have to go?" Was the first thing that came out of Astrid's mouth, sounding entirely disinterested with the entire affair. I didn't really blame her there. I also had absolutely zero interest in attending the party, but Jill made it abundantly clear that it wasn't an invitation that we could afford to refuse. Despite how much I would like to. In the end, she simply made too strong of an argument for it -- expanding our social network, making connections, and it would be an opportunity to...

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Legends Never Die: Plans of the Future (ch. 56)

Learning how to read was a frustrating endeavor, and not only because Greek was very different from both Latin and Norse. It was frustrating because I was surrounded on all sides by scrolls and texts that I either couldn't read or I had to pretend that I couldn't since I wanted the fact that I could both speak and read Latin a secret. And in the few weeks that I had been inside the University, I got a taste of what the books offered.

In my hands was a scroll detailing a first hand repor...

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Legends Never Die: University of Constantinople (ch. 55)

The halls of the university were impressive, yet not overwhelming like the palace had been. The floor and walls were made out of marble, there was the occasional piece of finery on display, but it was less blatant. Each one was marked with Greek lettering, which I couldn't read. Michalis had only taught me the spoken language of the Greeks, not their letters. As my gaze lingered on a statue that stood in the center of a hallway, Alexios seemed to understand my curiosity. "Artwork donated from...

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Legends Never Die: A Student (ch. 54)

"You're nobility," I remarked, sitting across from Michalis, who seemed properly chagrined at the words. Next to him sat Hyginus, who leveled an even gaze at me. The negotiations for the goods were concluded and the silver had changed hands. The negotiations had gone on long into the afternoon, and even though I had profited greatly from the exchange, I couldn't help but feel exhausted with the talks. Weathering insults in Latin, while haggling prices because Chares was unprepared to pay so m...

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Never Fade Away: Reaktion (ch. 42)

"We live in a crazy, crazy world darlin's. But you probably knew that already.

Here's an itty bitty update on the Red Ochre investigation - apparently there are, according to numerous sources, 'vampires' running around underground in Night City, and werewolves stalking around those Biotechnica fields outside it.

Now, not saying that vampires and werewolves don't have claws that might fit the bill or anything, but the Red Ochre survivors are looking more towar...

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Never Fade Away: Day of the Dead (ch. 41)

"Listeners, a whole lot of shit started flying since the Konpeki Clash and Arasaka hitting the trail, and I'm to report about some of it that's a sight more serious than some lost jobs, that no one else is likely to talk about.

A Nomad Clan based near Night City, name of Red Ochre…. got wiped out. Not just killed - torn apart. An entire camp of over two hundred Nomads - men, women and children - slaughtered and left to rot in the desert sun. And no one knows who or why - ...

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Never Fade Away: Fly Me To The Moon (ch. 40)

"Know what listeners? I'm getting mighty tired of folks talking shit about L.

Oh, you worked for Arasaka and now you're out of a job cuz of him? Cry me a goddamn river!

All the Megacorps are their own flavor of parasite, but Arasaka was the king of the leeches. Using and ruining and murdering people for over a century before they picked the wrong victim - L.

L took them down, and he did it for a reason. For him and his. But the world as a whole...

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Never Fade Away: Hole In The Sun (ch. 39)

"Got myself a rarity, darlin's. Don't ask how, but I'm now the proud owner of a lizard the size of a rooster called… an iguana.

I'm gonna name him Rango. Sure, he ain't a chameleon, but once I get a little cowboy hat for him he'll be close enough. Gotta say, it's nice to have a partner - and I'm not just thinkin' about Rango when I say that.

Here's Somethin' Bad by Miranda Lambert and Carrie Underwood.

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Jack didn't know what she was lookin...

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