Chapter 20: Hey, I remembered this quest exists.
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Type: None
I retired for the night fairly early. I wanted to deal with Coil as quickly as possible and that meant scouting out his base tonight. I awoke to the soft vibration of my phone against my arm. It was 2 AM and Mark was snoring loudly above me.
I checked my type for the day and winced. Nothing. The gear turned but there was no conn...
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Preface
This chapter was written on the Lunar New Year, hence the bunny pun. I offered chat a deal to raise a stat by one if they only used cinderace for the day, and they did.
Chapter 19: Happy New Year! Have a hopping good time!
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Friday, January 28, 2011
Type: Fire
The clock struck midnight and the cog that represented my power twi...
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Chapter 18: A Normal Journey is a good
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Chapter 17: DIGGY DIGGY HOLE! WE’RE DIGGING A HOLE!
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Type: Ground
I blinked as the clock struck twelve. Wasn't this… the third time in two weeks that I'd hit ground types? I'd try to calculate the odds, but I kinda sucked balls at math.
I wondered. Was Arceus up there trying to tell me that I should be more grounded? more realistic? Or maybe he wanted to watch me build a giant sand c...
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Chapter 16: Everything will be fine, fa
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Chapter 15: No, Akun, you are the waifu.
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Type: Fairy
I watched them rush towards the door. This was important. This was something they cared about, someone they cared about. Looking around, the room had now almost completely changed to look like an asylum, something I'd seen a few times in movies and documentaries. Padded walls. Stoic white li...
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Chapter 14: I feel venom-enal today.
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Preface
Coil’s interlude is dark and contains non-explicit noncon. It’s the main reason why ACL can’t be posted on SB/SV. Yes, it shatters tone. Yes, I’m keeping it anyway despite protests. I went over my reasons in more detail on Akun/FL, but long story short, it’s character that determines tone, not the other way around. The moment perspective shifts, tone shifts appropriately.
Chapter 13.5 Various
Amy Da...
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Chapter 13: I'm on fire, a real candle
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Chapter 12: Just a weedle tired of making new puns…
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Type: Poison
I ate a cup of yogurt and some self-grown berries for breakfast before starting on my run across town. It was a far cry from a filling breakfast, but it was enough to settle my stomach while I went on my run.
My feet pounded pavement while I considered what I wanted to do for the day. Today was the first time my aura had ...
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Chapter 11: Sugar and spice and everything ice...
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Friday, January 21, 2011
Type: Ice
I woke up before everyone save Mrs. Wells. The matronly woman was graying around the temples but still hearty and hale. She was outside in the garden, picking some of the blackberries I planted yesterday.
The PSA had come in that very evening: Glory Girl had flown Panacea around a few of the parks and confirmed that they were in f...
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Chapter 10.5: Parahumans Online
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Chapter 10: Save a cowboy; ride a dinosaur.
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Type: Grass
Today was… different. There was something off about myself, my own soul. It was unnerving in its newness, but it simultaneously felt like home, like a glove tailored for me alone.
It kept me up long past when Marcus went to sleep.
I felt that ponderous gear turn and connect. Grass this time. It was the first time the interna...
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Chapter 9: Do these puns bug you?
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Type: Bug
My aura changed and twisted like the cog of some great machine. The gear turned and a new connection was made. The new type was nearly as enthralling to me as fighting. Bug: Eos' type.
As I settled down to sleep, I considered all the different pokemon I could become. I loved Eos. Truly and completely. But… I thought about the role Eos played...
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Chapter 8: Nothing to see here. Seriously, nothing.
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Type: None
The clock struck twelve as I lay in bed, waiting for the customary click. My aura twisted and churned like liquid mercury. It reached out and… slipped.
The sensation was impossible to fully capture with words, but it was akin to walking, only to run out of road. You expect the sidewalk to be there, except… it suddenly wasn...
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Chapter 7: Everybody was kung fu fighting! Those cats were fast as lightning!
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Monday, January 17, 2011
Type: Fighting
I was officially "PHO-famous" and I didn't know how to feel about it. Everyone at school seemed to be talking about me, whispering rumors about who I was and what I could want.
Some thought I was doing everything in my power to make the PRT look bad in a misguided attempt at showing everyone what a...
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Chapter 6.5: Parahuman Response Team
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Monday, January 17, 2011
Type: ???
The Bay was a shithole. Everyone knew that. If there was something she, Kaiser, Lung, and Skidmark could agree on, it would be this one immutable truth. The Bay was a shithole and it wasn’t likely to get any better.
The reason was simple: Capes.
Capes never made anything better. Without their capes, half her troubles would evaporate ov...
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Chapter 6: Ice to meet you! What? Snow’t the time for puns? Fuck you, it’s always time for puns.
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Type: Ice
I woke up and felt cold. There was an undeniable chill in my bones, but it was not unpleasant. A refreshing breeze, the delicious chill of ice cream, or the refreshing wash of a cool shower in the summer. Aura was life. Aura was emotion. Aura was impression.
My greater connection ...
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Chapter 5: A rolling stone gathers no moss; so too, a wandering heart gathers no affections.
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Type: Rock
Saturday morning began bright and early with chores for the orphanage. I took out the trash and watered the garden before heading out on my run. I was finally starting to see results and I didn't want to let a single day go to waste.
After that I headed straight to the Camacho Clinic &...
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Chapter 4: One might say I am a grounded man… Please laugh…
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Friday, January 14, 2011
Type: Ground
I felt my power slide back towards ground for the second time this week. Not impossible, there were only so many types available, but unusual. I wondered if that meant something, a nudge from the Alpaca Almighty telling me I'd need the ground type perhaps?
Or maybe it was just luck.
I shrugged and got out of...
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Chapter 3: Be my guest~ Be my guest~ Get it? Because I’m a candle?
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Type: Fire
The clock struck twelve and my world flipped. The ball of aura I imagined my soul to be was always warm, a comforting proof that my memories were not the delusions of a lunatic. Now, now it burned. It burned with the radiance of the sun and I felt my soul shift.
My mind was forged into something new...
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Chapter 2: Do elephants visit hospitals?
Brockton Bay, NH, USA
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Type: Ground
It was unfortunate, but Squealer was making a whole lot of noise. She kept firing off her guns, never mind that they couldn't aim low enough to hit a dugtrio in the first place. That coupled Mush moving in and my own internal clock ticking down put me in a bit of a time crunch. I wasn't sure I wanted to take Mush or whoever else was drawn to...
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Preface
Posted up by popular request, because Fiction.live can be hard to read with all the polls, idea boxes, and dice-logs.
The premise is that Blake Isley is reborn into Worm with the power to turn into (almost) all pokemon, making him a changer-YES. The caveat? He’s not from our world; he’s from Poke-world and lived for many years as Arceus’ whipping boy.
All the shit that happens in the games? Blake ...
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Just finishing up from yesterday. Clap for them rerolls. Also, if you haven't filled out the year-end feedback survey, please share your thoughts: https://forms.gle/tmGCvjonoKS9TeBu7
Jokes? Umm... Here's one. Why did I miss my grandma's funeral?
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I'm not a mourning person.
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I don't know for how long, but this story seems weirdly popular. So, live you shall have.
What's the difference between outlaws and inlaws?
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Outlaws are wanted.
Please laugh...
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Aaron’s Pokemon
- Artoria (Kirlia)
- Jeanne (Flaaffy)
- Durvasa (Mankey)
- Scrambled (Egg)
Fish 4.9
Aaron Fulan
Petalburg Woods
I sat in front of the campfire, the egg on my lap as Jeanne tried her hand at recreating the thoramin. It was… a work in progress. The first step, turning her tail-bulb and horns into tesla coils, was simple enough. The trouble was, Jeanne w...
2023-11-17 13:55:37 +0000 UTC
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I went ax throwing for the first time and didn't maim anyone with my shit eyesight. Praise me.
2023-11-11 17:08:56 +0000 UTC
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Respite 8.3
2005, July 7: Babylon, Ukraine
My lab was more or less as I’d left it. It was actually several facilities spliced into one so that I could better coordinate all my various “specializations.” A chemistry lab looked very different from a manufacturing hub after all.
The centerpiece was of course the Nexus, a colossal mana crystal engraved with runes that connected it to my soul, and from it, to the infinite reserve that was t...
2023-11-10 14:34:16 +0000 UTC
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Liftoff 1.10
April 2015
We found the frozen bodies in another room of the hospital alongside the remains of other animals. They hadn’t largely been eaten yet, not enough time for that, but they were still a gruesome sight. Much like the sandshrew, their chest cavities had been torn out and their internal organs pulled free. With this, we could fully dismiss team two as having been killed in action. Without a pokemon with Odor Sleuth or some othe...
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Onale’s Pokemon
- Ember (Combusken)
Sabine’s Pokemon
- Lucky (Electabuzz)
- Zippy (Ninjask)
- Unnamed (Eevee)
- Nibbles (Axew)
Interlude 4.8.5: Onale Gates & Sabine Soto
Onale Gates
Slateport City
I made my way towards the Slateport contest hall with a confident stride. Mama always said confidence was the secret to su...
2023-11-04 19:06:00 +0000 UTC
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