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Legends Never Die: Pawns on the Board (ch. 139)

The Council had gathered and the debate had begun, and what a web of intrigue Morrigan saw from above. Threads connecting everyone in the grand hall -- those who were allies, those who accepted bribes, those who feigned friendship even as they reached for a dagger to stab another in the back… for a moment, it was as if she were in Constantinople all over again. 

Siegfried had learn...

Legends Never Die: The Games We Play (ch. 138)

Ragnar lunged with his sword, going low while raising his shield high. I batted the blade away with my own shield, countering by swatting at his leg with my blade, but he’d learned his lessons well and withdrew the leg and tried to catch me as I overextended. Good instincts, but a poor idea given that I was twice his size and had a hundred pounds on him. It was an instinct born from sparing w...

Legends Never Die: Quieter Times (ch. 137)

Jill smiled as she heard the squeals of children's laughter echo through the halls of the palace, looking up from another letter in a pile thick enough to serve as armor just in time to see Magnus and the others burst into her office and rush to shut the door behind them. 

“Raaahh- oof!” Siegfried roared, his face hidden by the maw of his wolf mantle, his arms raised up ...

Legends Never Die: The Battles to Come (ch. 136)

Another winter came and went, bringing spring once more and marking the first year of a united Scandinavia. 

The months following my conquest were no less challenging than the conquest itself. The iron needed to be struck while it was hot, so I took advantage of the months leading up to winter to solidify my rule in the newest territories that fell under my domain. There were endless...

A Golden Path: Design 3.6 (ch. 29)

“Damn bloody slavin’ pirate merchant cunts. Can't do a damn thing right in Essos. Can't make a decent cup of wine, can't worship the right gods, and they can't even fight a war properly,” Robert groused, looking up at the hill that they were meant to take on the Bloodstone island of the Stepstones. One of the largest islands that actually had something resembling nature beyond the dull ba...

Best of Intentions: Mr. Fear (ch. 31)

To my immense surprise, my arch-nemesis didn't immediately trust me enough to give me full unrestricted and unmonitored access to a laboratory. Which was both irritating and slightly reassuring that all this wasn't wasn't a case of the blind leading the blind. Or, rather, morons leading morons. 

I was escorted into what was once a dungeon based on the various shackles on the wall and...

A Golden Path: Design 3.5 (ch. 28)

The view of Casterly Rock hadn't changed, and the lack of it almost felt like a betrayal in Jaime Lannister's mind, as he looked on from above at the training yard that was filled with knights teaching their squires. It was full day and night since the Royal Wedding, where the Westerlands had been amongst the first to be eliminated from the Melee and that was an unacceptable humiliation in the ...

Best of Intentions: Feed the Machine (ch. 30)

“Sweet digs,” I remarked from my Resilient Sphere as the cover was cast off from the wagon that I had been loaded inside of. 

Heisenberg had given up trying to break into it, and instead loaded me up into the secret tunnel that had been built under the castle that the werewolves had erupted from. Just as I’d suspected, I had been the target of their tipping of the hand, and aft...

The Good Life: Curtain Call (ch. 106)

The arena was thumping with music so loud that I'm sure some of the people in it would be leaving deaf, if not at least with a case of tinnitus. Jinx was jumping around, dancing freely and without care, even when she was splashed over every jumbo screen. I leaned on the railing overhead, out of shit of the cameras, smiling down at the whole affair. She really knew how to throw a party -- who di...

The Good Life: Showgirls (ch. 105)

Slowly, Tifa opened her eyes and was greeted with the sideways view of a small field of flowers. Her mind was clouded by sleep, but she knew that this wasn't her bed back at the 7th Heaven. It took a moment for things to come into focus, but when they did, she saw the dilapidated walls and a collapsed pew, telling her that she was in a church of some kind. With a low groan, Tifa started to pick...

The Good Life: Reunion (ch. 104)

“Ohhh~! Is it finally time to set off the fireworks?” Jinx asked, her eyes dancing with delight as she twirled around in her bright blue and pink dress on top of the railing that overlooked her slice of the slums. She had done pretty good for herself, I could admit, feeling some pride as I leaned on the railing, making Jinx flip over me with fluid grace. “We can finally head home?”

The Good Life: Showtime (ch. 103)

Tifa ducked behind cover just in time, hearing bullets whistle pass where she had been a split second earlier. The concrete barricade shuddered under the continuous impact of gunfire, sending up plumes of dust and rubble that fell on her. A hand went to a Materia in her belt, a Barrier. It wasn't quite mastered, but it was well on its way at the rate she was forced to use it. 

“Rel...

Legends Never Die: The Games We Play (ch. 138)

Ragnar lunged with his sword, going low while raising his shield high. I batted the blade away with my own shield, countering by swatting at his leg with my blade, but he’d learned his lessons well and withdrew the leg and tried to catch me as I overextended. Good instincts, but a poor idea given that I was twice his size and had a hundred pounds on him. It was an instinct born from sparing w...

Legends Never Die: Quieter Times (ch. 137)

Jill smiled as she heard the squeals of children's laughter echo through the halls of the palace, looking up from another letter in a pile thick enough to serve as armor just in time to see Magnus and the others burst into her office and rush to shut the door behind them. 

“Raaahh- oof!” Siegfried roared, his face hidden by the maw of his wolf mantle, his arms raised up ...

Legends Never Die: The Battles to Come (ch. 136)

Another winter came and went, bringing spring once more and marking the first year of a united Scandinavia. 

The months following my conquest were no less challenging than the conquest itself. The iron needed to be struck while it was hot, so I took advantage of the months leading up to winter to solidify my rule in the newest territories that fell under my domain. There were endless...

Legends Never Die: The Hunchback (ch. 135)

“God forgive me, I should have killed him when I had the chance,” the famed Charlemagne uttered, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sat at the head of a long table that Pepin wasn't welcome to sit at. Instead, he watched on from the shadows as his… family… gathered. “If not when he was a boy, then in Rome. Damn him!” 

It was a rare thing to see Charlemagne in ...

The Last Masquerade (Vampires The Masquerade/Cyberpunk: Edgerunners)

‘I should have known,’ V thought just before the hot goth girl straddling his lap's face split open, revealing a set of fangs that lowered from the roof of her mouth and were attached to vials and tubes. Honestly, what was he thinking? No way a girl like her picks up a guy like him in a club- his first assumption should have been that she was some kind of serial killer. That would ...

Best of Intentions: Mr. Fear (ch. 31)

To my immense surprise, my arch nemesis didn't immediately trust me without reservation to give me full unrestricted and unmonitored access to a laboratory. Which was both irritating and slightly reassuring that it wasn't a case of the blind leading the blind. Or, rather, morons leading morons. 

I was escorted into what was once a dungeon based on the various shackles on the wall and...

A Golden Path: Design 3.5 (ch. 28)

The view of Casterly Rock hadn't changed, and the lack of it almost felt like a betrayal in Jaime Lannister's mind, as he looked on from above at the training yard that was filled with knights teaching their squires. It was full day and night since the Royal Wedding, where the Westerlands had been amongst the first to be eliminated from the Melee and that was an unacceptable humiliation in the ...

Best of Intentions: Feed the Machine (ch. 30)

“Sweet digs,” I remarked from my Resilient Sphere as the cover was cast off from the wagon that I had been loaded inside of. Heisenberg had given up trying to break into it, and instead loaded me up into the secret tunnel that had been built under the castle that the werewolves had erupted from. Just as I suspected, I had been the target of their tipping of the hand, and after dragging me t...

A Golden Path: Design 3.4 (ch. 27)

“He's colder now,” Lyanna observed quietly to Ned, her eyes on their brother as they once more set off for home, now with Catelyn Stark and her retinue in tow. “But he doesn't seem as sad as he was before.” 

“That's something, at least,” Ned voiced, riding alongside Lyanna, even as she fussed about having to ride as a lady with her legs draped over one side. All the while...

The Good Life: Showgirls (ch. 105)

Slowly, Tifa opened her eyes and was greeted with the sideways view of a small field of flowers. Her mind was clouded by sleep, but she knew that this wasn't her bed back at the 7th Heaven. It took a moment for things to come into focus, but when they did, she saw the dilapidated walls and a collapsed pew, telling her that she was in a church of some kind. With a low groan, Tifa started to pick...

The Good Life: Reunion (ch. 104)

“Ohhh~! Is it finally time to set off the fireworks?” Jinx asked, her eyes dancing with delight as she twirled around in her bright blue and pink dress on top of the railing that overlooked her slice of the slums. She had done pretty good for herself, I could admit, feeling some pride as I leaned on the railing, making Jinx flip over me with fluid grace. “We can finally head home?”

The Good Life: Showtime (ch. 103)

Tifa ducked behind cover just in time, hearing bullets whistle pass where she had been a split second earlier. The concrete barricade shuddered under the continuous impact of gunfire, sending up plumes of dust and rubble that fell on her. A hand went to a Materia in her belt, a Barrier. It wasn't quite mastered, but it was well on its way at the rate she was forced to use it. 

“Rel...

The Good Life: All Because I'm Evil~ (ch. 102)

If the Lifestream was heaven, then Chaos would be hell. That was probably the best analogy I could find once I started digging into Hojo’s discarded science project, Vincent Valentine. 

He had been something of a proto-SOLDIER. Physically enhanced with ‘tainted’ Mako -- which begged the question of what tainted it? That I wasn’t entirely sure about. I had a couple theories, l...

Legends Never Die: Quieter Times (ch. 137)

Jill smiled as she heard the squeals of children's laughter echo through the halls of the palace, looking up from another letter in a pile thick enough to serve as armor just in time to see Magnus and the others burst into her office and rush to shut the door behind them. 

“Raaahh- oof!” Siegfried roared, his face hidden by the maw of his wolf mantle, his arms raised up ...

Legends Never Die: The Battles to Come (ch. 136)

Another winter came and went, bringing spring once more and marking the first year of a united Scandinavia. 

The months following my conquest were no less challenging than the conquest itself. The iron needed to be struck while it was hot, so I took advantage of the months leading up to winter to solidify my rule in the newest territories that fell under my domain. There were endless...

Legends Never Die: The Hunchback (ch. 135)

“God forgive me, I should have killed him when I had the chance,” the famed Charlemagne uttered, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sat at the head of a long table that Pepin wasn't welcome to sit at. Instead, he watched on from the shadows as his… family… gathered. “If not when he was a boy, then in Rome. Damn him!” 

It was a rare thing to see Charlemagne in ...

Legends Never Die: The Greatest Stage (ch. 134)

I would have liked to say that the final major battle of my conquest was a grand affair. That it was the great last stand of all those who would resist me as my armies marched on to connect my borders at Saxony. But to claim as such would be a lie, and not even a good one. In the aftermath of our second great victory, the tribes and clans along the coast of the Baltic Sea understood that resist...

A Golden Path: Design 3.5 (ch. 28)

The view of Casterly Rock hadn't changed, and the lack of it almost felt like a betrayal in Jaime Lannister's mind, as he looked on from above at the training yard that was filled with knights teaching their squires. It was full day and night since the Royal Wedding, where the Westerlands had been amongst the first to be eliminated from the Melee and that was an unacceptable humiliation in the ...