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The Good Life: City of Dreams (ch. 1)

"Wallet? Check," I said, patting my ass to find my wallet in my back pocket. "Phone? Check," I continued, patting my left front pocket. "Car keys? Check," I continued, parting my right front pocket to find the key ring that also had my apartment key along with a few others. "Fifty kilos of cocaine?" I continued, my gaze landing on the duffle bag that was stuffed to the point of bursting with fifty bricks of some of the purest cocaine on the face of the planet.

"Check," I finished, tossi...

From the Ashes: Glimmers of Victory (ch. 29)

The aftermath of the battle was bad. It was downright impossible to tell how many darkspawn had been slain throughout the night but it must have been thousands. Several thousand. There were token efforts to count them, and in sure I would find out the total eventually, but for the most part, people collapsed or shifted through the ashes. People were by far more interested in dealing with our losses.

Which were considerable.

Shockingly, the Chantry forces had managed to survive the...

From the Ashes: Glimmers of What Once Was (ch. 28)

"We should leave," Sten voiced his opinion as our companions gathered up in a small house that had been allocated for all of us. "Staying this long was a foolhardy endeavor."

"I am in agreement with Sten," Morrigan voiced, leaning in a corner with a slight grin on her face. "The darkspawn are here because every hamlet and village has evacuated to either here or Lothering. You wish to stop the darkspawn from going further? Then give them what they want to tie them down. If you must save ...

Legends Never Die: The Last Act (ch. 36)

I had never seen so many people in one place before, I thought, seated on top of a horse at the crest of the hill that would serve as the final battlefield of the war. It looked exactly as King Widukind, who was next to me, had  built it. Directly before us were thousands upon thousands of people -- a shield wall that felt like it could stretch on for miles and miles and at no less than twenty men thick at its thinnest. Fourteen thousand Saxons and Norsemen, in addition to three thousand...

Legends Never Die: Setting the Stage (ch. 35)

Jarl Aldmund hadn't quite managed to get everything into position within the time that we gave him, but it didn't matter. With such obvious bait before the Frank's eyes, even if they suspected a trap, they were compelled to still try to kill me. And because of that fact, they fell head first into it, completely missing the somewhat obvious Norse and Dutch soldiers until it was far too late. The ambush was announced with arrows being let loose from the trees that covered the small valley that ...

Legends Never Die: Choosing the Battlefield (ch. 34)

"The boy isn't King," Jarl Aldmund voiced as soon as we left the city, a deep frown in his voice. "He couldn't be more of a puppet if he had strings attached to him and a hand up his arse." I nodded along at that, having noticed much the same. It could be that we didn't share a common tongue, but it seemed that the man took the liberty of answering questions for the king. But, more than that, my impression of Authun was that he was bored.

The only thing he seemed to have any interest in...

Legends Never Die: Kingmaker (ch. 33)

"He was a popular guy," Thorkell confirmed my worst suspicions as we rode toward our destination after crossing the Rhine and heading into the land of Holland. My mercenary company took point while two thousand Saxons trailed behind us. Crossing the river had been the worst part, mostly because there was no easy way to get back across if we were attacked, making us vulnerable. But we managed the crossing in about a half day.

Thorkell rode along side me, Halfdan on my left while Halstien...

Never Fade Away: Consumed My Hate (ch. 21)

"Your nose is bleeding," Jack remarked as we headed to our destination, flying in one of the air cars that I had commandeered. The others were following behind us, the mission already underway. I had anticipated this moment since I first escaped the Orphanage -- the moment that I would go back. I thought I would be nervous, or scared. Instead, I found that I was so focused that I hadn't even noticed that a drop of blood had trailed down out of my nose. "Did you miss a dose of your immune boos...

Never Fade Away: What Life Was Missing (ch. 20)

"I see," I heard myself say, feeling like I had been punched in the gut by the news that Lucy had just delivered to me. She had just come out of the deep dive, spending a good fifteen minutes down there while we dealt with the reinforcements. My heart clenched, pure dread gripping it and giving it a savage squeeze that stole my breath away. I tried to form a response, but my brain wouldn't work. It was stuck replaying what Lucy said on a loop. Something that I feared. Something that I suspect...

Never Fade Away: We Had To Pay A Cost (ch. 19)

Predictably, the Tyger Claws were pretty pissed about their leadership getting zeroed like a bunch of chumps. They swarmed the building, flooded the streets, tearing through Night City in search of them. Jack leaned back in a chair while she listened to the radio, watching Becca swing around the blade she got from Miyamoto Musashi while making 'wahh' sounds. The two of them were safe back at Kiwi’s apartment and the security systems were activated.

"Word of warning Night City - stay o...

Never Fade Away: You Lit A Flame (ch. 18)

"L!" Jack shouted, entering their shared home to see that L had been busy. He had converted the area above them into some weird room that had a bunch of servers. The space between them was filled with something -- coolant, if she had to guess. Between the three rows of servers were what looked like tech with a shit ton of RAM sticks slotted into it. Ugly as hell, and half done at best. But, L was working on it.

"Yeah?" L questioned, looking more exhausted than he had a day ago. She ende...

Gacha God: Smooth as Sandpaper (ch. 19)

"Damn. It'd really help if I could speak or read Italian," I remarked, flipping through the instruction manual, seeing it all in a weird made up looking language. Though, I suppose all languages were made up. I just so happened to understand English. "Guess we're stuck looking at pictures," I continued, flipping through the book to find pictures that would help me fly the plane. I must have found the section for people that didn't know how to fly a plane but had to because the pilot had a med...

Gacha God: Just Deserts (ch. 18)

As far as plans went, it was a solid one. Shield didn't know about the Ring of Nine Dragons, and I doubt that me being able to produce clones would be their first assumption. Instead, I imagined they would assume that I -- Audacity -- had a team. And they were right about that, just less so than they figured. My face would be outed in connection to Audacity, nothing could be done about that, but they would have no reason to believe that I was Audacity himself.

"So, how exactly do I hand...

Gacha God: Hero in Action (ch. 17)

Grenades were pretty handy, I decided, jury-rigging a daisy chain of grenades along the walls of my apartment. Everything of value was already inside of the Cave of Wonders, though Past Me didn’t know that yet. As far as he was aware, everything was as it should be -- he would meet Black Cat, make a deal with Tony Stark, and then he would head here to get some sleep while Ned tried to figure out exactly where Shield was keeping the Rising Tide hacker. As well as where Dr. Hall was being kep...

Gacha God: Backroom Deals (ch. 16)

“Interesting trick,” Tony remarked, pursing his lips as he looked at me, gesturing to my Cave of Wonders. The door was still closed, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t been inside of it. “I can’t quite puzzle it out, which is a rarity for me. Care to give some spoilers? Space folder? Quantum displacement?” He asked me, taking another deep drink from his… cherry banana smoothie. And I only saw one. He didn’t bring enough to share with the rest of the class? What a dick.

“...

The Good Life: City of Dreams (ch. 1) (The Boys/WC)

"Wallet? Check," I said, patting my ass to find my wallet in my back pocket. "Phone? Check," I continued, patting my left front pocket. "Car keys? Check," I continued, parting my right front pocket to find the key ring that also had my apartment key along with a few others. "Fifty kilos of cocaine?" I continued, my gaze landing on the duffle bag that was stuffed to the point of bursting with fifty bricks of some of the purest cocaine on the face of the planet.

"Check," I finished, tossi...

From the Ashes: Glimmers of Victory (ch. 29)

The aftermath of the battle was bad. It was downright impossible to tell how many darkspawn had been slain throughout the night but it must have been thousands. Several thousand. There were token efforts to count them, and in sure I would find out the total eventually, but for the most part, people collapsed or shifted through the ashes. People were by far more interested in dealing with our losses.

Which were considerable.

Shockingly, the Chantry forces had managed to survive the...

From the Ashes: Glimmers of What Once Was (ch. 28)

"We should leave," Sten voiced his opinion as our companions gathered up in a small house that had been allocated for all of us. "Staying this long was a foolhardy endeavor."

"I am in agreement with Sten," Morrigan voiced, leaning in a corner with a slight grin on her face. "The darkspawn are here because every hamlet and village has evacuated to either here or Lothering. You wish to stop the darkspawn from going further? Then give them what they want to tie them down. If you must save ...

From the Ashes: Glimmers of Battle (ch. 27)

“That was too much,” Leliana scolded me as we turned away from Teagan, who was speaking to Alistair in a low tone. I’m guessing he was either saying unkind things or plotting to put him on the throne of Ferelden. Frankly, I couldn’t have cared less in either case. “You must be diplomatic, Azoth. Bann Teagan controls the Arling now that his brother is recovering.”

“Or dying,” I muttered, wondering if I was hopeful or not, mostly out of spite. I sincerely doubted that Arl ...

Castoff: Selflessness (ch. 16)

Her mother had died when she was just a baby, so Ciri held no memories of her. She knew what she looked like because of paintings, and she grew up hearing stories about her mother and the antics she got into. Before the Fall of Cintra, her marriage to her father -- a man cursed to be a porcupine until Geralt interfered -- was a popular tavern song. However, Ciri would be lying if she said that she felt any kind of connection to her mother. It felt like she should, but there wasn't anything th...

Legends Never Die: Setting the Stage (ch. 35)

Jarl Aldmund hadn't quite managed to get everything into position within the time that we gave him, but it didn't matter. With such obvious bait before the Frank's eyes, even if they suspected a trap, they were compelled to still try to kill me. And because of that fact, they fell head first into it, completely missing the somewhat obvious Norse and Dutch soldiers until it was far too late. The ambush was announced with arrows being let loose from the trees that covered the small valley that ...

Legends Never Die: Choosing the Battlefield (ch. 34)

"The boy isn't King," Jarl Aldmund voiced as soon as we left the city, a deep frown in his voice. "He couldn't be more of a puppet if he had strings attached to him and a hand up his arse." I nodded along at that, having noticed much the same. It could be that we didn't share a common tongue, but it seemed that the man took the liberty of answering questions for the king. But, more than that, my impression of Authun was that he was bored.

The only thing he seemed to have any interest in...

Legends Never Die: Kingmaker (ch. 33)

"He was a popular guy," Thorkell confirmed my worst suspicions as we rode toward our destination after crossing the Rhine and heading into the land of Holland. My mercenary company took point while two thousand Saxons trailed behind us. Crossing the river had been the worst part, mostly because there was no easy way to get back across if we were attacked, making us vulnerable. But we managed the crossing in about a half day.

Thorkell rode along side me, Halfdan on my left while Halstien...

Legends Never Die: To Be A Man (ch. 32)

I had completely forgotten about that raid. No, that wasn't true. It was impossible to forget the raid itself. That had been the raid that had made Horrik honor me, where I was engaged to Jill, and the norns started to weave far more interesting events into my life. However, I had completely forgotten about that family that I let go. That I tried to let go.

I don't think it was entirely my fault that I hadn't been able to recognize him. He looked very different after… nearly two years...

Best of Intentions (Resident Evil/DnD) ch. 1

“Sir, you need to pay for that,” an overweight Walmart greeter held me up with a hand, a bushy beard on his face that I was only a little jealous of. His gaze flickered to my two very full grocery carts filled with a wide variety of items -- batteries, water, canned food, and so on and so on. Basically, everything you would need in a survival scenario. None of which was currently bagged.

I smiled, “Nah, I’m shoplifting. Thank you, though,” I said, not breaking my gait in the s...

Never Fade Away: What Life Was Missing (ch. 20)

"I see," I heard myself say, feeling like I had been punched in the gut by the news that Lucy had just delivered to me. She had just come out of the deep dive, spending a good fifteen minutes down there while we dealt with the reinforcements. My heart clenched, pure dread gripping it and giving it a savage squeeze that stole my breath away. I tried to form a response, but my brain wouldn't work. It was stuck replaying what Lucy said on a loop. Something that I feared. Something that I suspect...

Never Fade Away: We Had to Pay the Cost (ch. 19)

Predictably, the Tyger Claws were pretty pissed about their leadership getting zeroed like a bunch of chumps. They swarmed the building, flooded the streets, tearing through Night City in search of them. Jack leaned back in a chair while she listened to the radio, watching Becca swing around the blade she got from Miyamoto Musashi while making 'wahh' sounds. The two of them were safe back at Kiwi’s apartment and the security systems were activated.

"Word of warning Night City - stay o...

Never Fade Away: You Lit A Flame (ch. 18)

"L!" Jack shouted, entering their shared home to see that L had been busy. He had converted the area above them into some weird room that had a bunch of servers. The space between them was filled with something -- coolant, if she had to guess. Between the three rows of servers were what looked like tech with a shit ton of RAM sticks slotted into it. Ugly as hell, and half done at best. But, L was working on it.

"Yeah?" L questioned, looking more exhausted than he had a day ago. She ende...

Never Fade Away: Never Leaving (ch. 17)

"Where the fuck is the fucking- oh, there it is," I muttered to myself as I stood surrounded by bits and pieces of equipment ranging from wires, nuts and bolts, electronics, and some metal plating. Grabbing the wrench, I started aggressively unhooking a bolt that I had secured way too tightly. Normally, building things gave me peace of mind. A zen-like state where my brain turned off all unnecessary functions and I could just work without thinking about anything other than the task at hand. 2023-03-27 13:18:35 +0000 UTC View Post

Legends Never Die: Choosing the Battlefield (ch. 34)

"The boy isn't King," Jarl Aldmund voiced as soon as we left the city, a deep frown in his voice. "He couldn't be more of a puppet if he had strings attached to him and a hand up his arse." I nodded along at that, having noticed much the same. It could be that we didn't share a common tongue, but it seemed that the man took the liberty of answering questions for the king. But, more than that, my impression of Ageeres was that he was bored.

The only thing he seemed to have any interest i...