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Abigail narrowed her eyes. "Yes. I know you claim to have used a hen and not your primary item. That was only a lie if you claimed to have the item I actually brought, which was supposed to kill us. I don't care about that anymore, because the most important question is why you have the The...

Abigail wagged a finger. "Wrong answer. The item I brought was not a candy cane at all. The Cane That Killed The Krampus is an walking cane. While Vaporeon didn't test it, I assume it to be a cane-sword. There is an killing item that is a candy cane, though. My partner brought The Candy Cane...

She narrowed her eyes at Palkia. "There's just one problem, Palkia. You're lying. I don't know what you were lying about, but you made an assumption, and it's about to bite you in the ass." "You assumed that the fact that I brought a "murder weapon" meant I brought your item. There's just one...

Abigail took the bingo card. "Thank you." It made no sense for him to give it to her without knowing the thing was throwing bingo stuff at them. "May I ask why you're giving me this in particular? I have a use for it, but... I'm curious." "Anyways," she said, turning to leave, "I'll make sure...

"I have no idea," he whispered. "It looks like she's coughing up corruption, and the haze around her is clearing. I think we can purify her." He raised his voice back to something she could hear. "To be fair to Sword... She wasn't as heavily corrupted as Darkwhite is. I suppose this much...

"You're a narcissist who's been given too much power without any of the responsibility to handle it. Instead, you use it to play games with the fate of the world for your own hedonistic pleasure. You didn't stop us from having to fight an army of legends, you tried to steal that army for...

Celeste, likewise, dropped into a whisper. "If she wants me to treat her as an ally, she can start to act like one. In the meantime, she shouldn't expect any respect from me. How about you get treated as prey for her next time she wants to take out her sadistic impulses?" Celeste sneered...

Celeste laughed despite himself. Humourlessly, but laughter nonetheless. "This is your idea of being on the same side as someone?" The expression drained from his face and voice. He'd been considering saying this, and now was the time. "You know, I wondered what it was that caused your world to...

Abigail sighed, "I guess of all the things I could've been turned into, it could've been worse. I could've been a Muk, or a Seviper, or a Trubbish. Ralts and Gardevoir are close to my old human body, at least..." She paused for a moment, thinking. "The word 'human' doesn't mean anything to you...

Abigail sighed. "Please just turn on the lift, thank you very much." After a moment, Abigail looked down at her ralts body. "I'm going to need a fucking stepstool to get up, too, aren't I? Yveltal embrace my artificially-grafted soul, I'm going to die of embarrassment..."

Great, he thinks I'm insane. All things considered, he'd probably correct. "Listen. I don't fucking know why either. Myself and a handful of other people were kidnapped to this place for a so-called christmas party, with myself being involuntary put into this fucking ralts body in the process...

Abigail shrugged. "That's so normal that, with all the bullshit I have experienced over the past few days, it's almost weird. There are just people who live here? Normally? With jobs? You don't, like, die if you open presents early or get killed by pseudoscientific quantum bullshit if you try to...

"Wait." Abigail blinked. "Have you been here this whole time? I had been looking to see if I could reactivate the lift, but now I have other questions. So, so many other question. First off, do you live here?"

Okay, okay... Abigail wasn't exactly surprised to see that her trick didn't work, but it had been worth a shot. She did notice the operator cabin, though. She tried to open the door, but she had a gut feeling it would be locked.

Abigail figured getting up to the rental shop was going to be an important step in figuring out what was going on. Unfortunately, between the toxicity of iron to her, her general lack of understanding regarding ski lift anatomy, and a lack of engineering expertise in general led to her being...

"Wait, hold on. You did this to me? W-Why? C-Can I go back to normal? And why would you do this to me in the first place? I'm trapped in a body that's not mine, in a world beyond my comprehension. You think that's festive? Then fuck you! How fucking dare you do this me!" Abigail was shaking...

"Darkwhite is... gone. As of last night." Abigail paused and thought about the issue. "Some of us are... or were humans. That could explain the lack of soul signatures. Maybe we didn't get souls when we were turned into other things?"

Beta'd a chapter of Different Eyes. Combined with the 3 chapter review of Eternal Shadows that I filed after filling out all 15 challenges, this should qualify me for S-Tier.

Finished the other half of my Suitoraiku High review. 4 endings and conveniently 1127 words. Already nicked the bonus for the first half, so no bonus. (If this ended up being the most points I get from any one fic for Blitz I'd hide in a corner forever. Thank goodness for Eternal Shadows.)

Okay, I didn't stream anything but I've done a few other routes. I'll try to "organize" it into something that isn't babble this time. This probably counts more as a comment on the genre of VNs in general, but I like messing around with all the timelines here. Reminds me of playing 999 when I...