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"I didn't get to pick the name! I don't know who did it, now that you mentioned... most of my interactions have been with a candle." He shrugged, sipping more of the drink and frowning as hard as he could. "...Color me interested in your-hic "nonsense". At least it's funny."

"...You're a little weird. And what kinda name is Miracle Matters? It sounds... I don't wanna be rude, but maybe you see where I'm goin' with this." Shiron picked the beer he ordered and began chugging it down until he was out of breath. Then, he wiped some of it off his face. "Right, sparring...

Shiron nearly choked on his drink, managing to swallow it quickly "P-Pretty sure you can't ask something like that and not expect someone to take it as flirty..." Having finished his drink, he ordered a beer and sighed. "I do come here often. And you were here before? What's that all about?"

The Swampert lowered his head onto the table and let out a long sigh, not having noticed Kora yet. "Oh, hey. Another Zoroark." Shiron waved as he sipped more of the soda. "I don't mind the company. Somehow, I was expecting Vix but... Nah, it's aight. I'm Shiron. Nice to meetcha!"

Shiron had made an habit of hanging out on the bar, ordering drinks and, sometimes, getting blackout drunk. Not this time, though. He just ordered a soda and sipped it down while mumbling some nonsense to himself.

My main character is basically: gay gay homosexual gay.

Wrote 4000 words for a commish Wrote 1354 for another commish Posted chapter 43

Dungeon 43 - Secrets The hasty footsteps of a Salandit filled the ground as he hurried, carrying with him a brown paper bag. While he moved, the bag jiggled and from the bottle it even dropped a goopy, white-colored liquid on the floor. The lizard stopped on his tracks, having barely avoided...

Logging +4 into Status and also getting Blink

Dungeon 42 - Team Without any doubt, Brian's favorite part of being a mechanic was welding. It was so satisfying to listen to the metal melting and cooling down, not to mention the smell. Some, if not most of his friends found his liking weird, but did Brian care? Nope. He was happy doing this...

"Oh, lunch!" Shiron beamed, rubbing his belly. Cabot had a point. "Yeah, I don't mind that. I'm hungry too, to be honest. Let's go!" <><><><><><><><>

Gotta do some logging. - Posted a new chapter. - Wrote 5k words for a commission - Wrote 6k words for another commission

Shiron merely nodded at the story, his eyes getting increasignly wider, even sparkling a bit. He smiled, opening his mouth wide. "That's... cool! Well, except the part about capturing Pleo. But it's nice that you're trying to help him!"

Dungeon 41 - Crusade The tropical breeze blew over a Marowak's body, and for a moment, he wished he had fur so it could ruffle on this wonderful wind. Ah, how that would be delightful. But alas, the reality was far from it, so he merely hummed a tune. The ground beneath him was full of dirt...

Shiron blinked. "Uh? Yeah, yeah. That's about it. He was a human back home, and the only... real friend I had." "And... what about Pleo? How do you two know each other?"

"He kinda talks like my best friend back home," Shiron answered. "...Although he's a Lucario, for some reason?"

"Honestly, sometimes I wish I could visit some of you guys' worlds! I'm sure there's some fun places to be." The Swampert then looked at Pleo. "Oh, yeah, I do. He's not around, though," Shiron scratched his chin. "Might be at my house?"

Shiron nodded as he listened to the explanation, deciding not to talk much and just pay attention. All that talk of legendaries and unhabitable places was interesting, of course. "Oh! That kinda sounds like where I come from!" He beamed. "Well, except for the whole thing about the legendaries...

Shiron frowned. "...Not really? My parents weren't exactly good ones, never letting me get out of the house, I barely had friends back home. The only one I had only became my friend because I ran away from home." The Swampert grumbled. "...That's too sad, I think. What about you? What's your...

"Oh, starting with the big questions, I see," Shiron smiled at Pleo and nodded. "It's, uh... different? I can't exactly say I was the role model for humans, since my parents barely allowed me to go out. Not... fun." He grumbled. Was that too harsh? Probably. "W-Well, it's weird. Back home, most...