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1. What are you impressions of the kids so far? Are there any you're particularly interested in following at this point? The characterization of the kids is really strong and coherent! It's one of the biggest strengths of the book to me. Tobias's horrible home life naturally causes his desire...

Dave stared at them, his stomach twisting into a knot. Fifteen. Another fucking kid running around on Team Spectrum this whole time, and he didn't even know. Maybe he should've guessed. A flicker of anger at Diyem floated into his head. On another day it could have been a proper fire, but right...

Empathize...? Dave blinked. Saltriv was out there draining corruption by empathizing with people? That was the big secret of corruption management? Christ. He took another deep breath, pressing a paw to his forehead. The headache from this morning was still pounding at the inside of his skull...

"But why wouldn't-- How does that work? Like, why can you drain some corruption and not some other corruption? What's--" Probably another fucking arbitrary Cibus thing. Goddamn it. "Please try," said Shadow quietly, behind him. Was he still there? Why? He was just fucking... going home, asking...

He stumbled over. "Hey, so--" Talking was hard with a bag in his mouth. He put it on the ground, wobbled on his feet again. "Look, you're... you drain people's corruption, right? I mean, okay, maybe just the Blacklight part, but -- that's got to be an improvement, right? You can help Soda." He...

Dave'd bought way too much food, especially for not managing to eat a whole lot of it. He was going to head to the lab and deal with the parasite, he swore to God, but first he was going to have to drop these leftovers off back home. Couldn't do much of anything carrying all this shit. The...

Reviewed chapter 47 of Salvage.

Well I will just have to keep awkwardly posting reviews for chapters 35 chapters ahead of where the thread is >:/

Welcome to The Quest for the Legends, an original trainer fanfic that I originally started in 2002 when I was twelve, started rewriting from scratch in 2004, and then completed in 2018, exactly sixteen years after it started. I have plans to do a proper rewrite of this story. This is not that...

Beta-read chapter 3 of Different Eyes.

"...Right. Thanks." Just another promise of fun times ahead. "I'll... tell them that." By the glass, Shadow shivered, looking anxiously back at him. Dave reached for his drink again, fighting down vague nausea. "Any favorites?" Like he'd have seen any of the same movies Soda had in his...

Dave sighed. "God, yeah. Fucking chestburster. Movie-grade shit." He really had to go check out the parasite they'd gotten out of Maple, try to get more information out of it. Not that he hadn't known that, but. Soda'd seemed pretty different from how the others'd been affected by the parasites...

"It's not your fault," Dave muttered, looking up slowly. God, Soda sounded like Jack and he didn't know what to do about it. "Got any ideas what it is exactly?" Shadow leaned harder against the glass. "It's okay."

Dave lay there, picking vaguely at his food, looking away. His lungs were still full of lead, his throat burning. Shadow pressed himself against the glass of the cell wall, watching Soda. "I'm sorry we couldn't stop him earlier."

"Always with the fucking gods, huh." Dave let out a barking laugh and cracked open another beer, chugging it down. Shadow stared at Soda. "I don't want you to die. You're one of the best friends I've ever had." "Shut the fuck up, Shadow." "I want to save you. I'm going to try. Even if it's...

Dave took a breath that felt like he was suffocating, squeezing the now-empty can he was holding until his paw shook. "What the fuck are you talking about. Wasn't he on the goddamn moon? What kind of fucking god is Pop if his power begins and ends with the surface of one fucking planet?" (What...

Dave was about to respond when he froze. Wait. Soda'd heard Shadow. And why wouldn't he? He had every kind of corruption going on in there, didn't he. Probably knew exactly what he was, too, given all the intel-gathering he'd been doing. Motherfucker. He gritted his teeth. "Look, he just...

Dave looked at the book, his chest tightening. All he could think of was his fourteen-year-old self just losing himself in shit like that. Reading about weird creatures by lamplight after he was supposed to be asleep. "Yeah, biology was my passion too. Life and how it works, you know? All these...

Dave shuffled over to the barrier so he could see. “Huh. Well done.” He hadn’t played much in the way of video games since he was a kid. “What have you been reading? Anything interesting?”

Dave collapsed on the floor after getting the food through. "I mean, bit hard to ignore. One of two apocalypses on the way. Guess he's low-priority next to the one currently devouring continents." He cracked one of his beers open and took a deep breath before taking a gulp of it. "I'm just...