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Chapter thirteen's art took a while but here we go, finally. Another one of my favorite chapters back in the day, which is to say it involves mortal peril and is a bit wild. Chapter 13: The Black Desert “Hmmm… yeah, it’s definitely shorter…” May was looking at the Ouen map at the...

Shadow was smiling again, and it was fucking disconcerting. The spectral Mightyena leaned the side of his head against the glass of the cell, whatever that was supposed to mean. "You got some pen and paper in there, or should I go get you some?" The shadow had eased away from his body, but...

Dave wasn't sure how capable he'd be of bundling up multiple trees with rope and hauling them anywhere, but he could probably ask... somebody. Maybe fucking Joule or something. Christ. "Yeah. Write something down, and I'll get it done." He paused. "Anything else? Something to bring or do? I...

Dave nodded slowly. "I can drop in with him for you, maybe. Tell him to stop by here, if they can squeeze him in. Or text you, or fucking video call, or something. See what Maple's been getting him to eat. What trees are those?"

Dave looked at him for a long second, a wisp of shadow curling around his chest. Christ. Why couldn't he just fucking help him. "Look... you talked about how you went too far that first time, right? You fucked up, but then the God Squad took you in anyway. Maple and Joule both insisted when I...

[[Are you confusing me with Espy here? I'm vanilla; I haven't been checking anyone.]]

[[Can I just point out that I have been saying for a while now that we can't be sure Steven was rolecop. I'm not pulling this out now all of a sudden to "divert attention", these are just the same things I've been trying to point out for half the game. Same with the serial killer rolecop thing...

[[Here's the thing: in mafia people rarely have anything to "definitively exonerate themselves". The only actual accusations that have been levied against me are: - Chibi says they rolecopped me and I'm strongman, I say I'm not; unfortunately, no, I can't definitively prove what my role is...

[[No, the persistent loud voicing of vague suspicions without anything resembling reasoning, without even being restricted by a character voice like Chibi, drives me nuts. Does nobody else think that's super weird? I would have been assuming this was an 'I know things because of my role that I...

[[No seriously please explain your actual line of reasoning for all the vague mmmHHHhehH yeahhah free is SO SUSPICIOUS YOU GUYS for the past two days, this is driving me nuts by this point]]

[[By the end of yesterday, half the thread had decided I was suspicious (largely because Chibi brought up having trouble reading me generally and not feeling confident enough in their townread on me, and Tetra has been insisting in the background that mm-hmm Jean is totally suspicious for a...

Dave was silent for a moment. “Well, if Hell is something you make on your own, then don’t make one. You can have regrets, everyone’s got regrets, but you’re not some kind of irredeemable villain because you got corrupted by this thing against your will. Don’t just…” He stopped, glancing at...

[[Forgot to actually claim in all that. I'm vanilla and my hint was that there are two doctors. I've alluded to this previously.]]

[[Yes hello what did I mi-- oh Well that sure makes things a lot simpler for me, and a lot seemingly simpler but actually more complicated for you all 🙃 Guess today I'm going to have to try to persuade you all that Chibi is scum after all goddamn it. First, I put some posts into multiquote...

Jean sat miserably slumped in her chair, ears drooping. Salem was gone, too. It was just a game but that didn't make looking at the empty spot next to her feel any better. "I don't like this game anymore," she muttered. [[:(( Salemmmm Hi, brain is leaking out of my ears and I need a nap...

Reviewed chapter 48 of Salvage.

Back for chapter 48!

"For... us? Immortals?" Dave sat there for a moment, chewed on another mozzarella stick, avoiding Soda's gaze. Fuck. "Isn't Breaker some kind of psychic surgeon? Maybe she can just, fucking cut something out." Did he seriously just fucking suggest that? "I don't fucking know. Point is, you...

“Like Maple hasn’t been zonked to hell and back on Blacklight too. Nearly killed us at the Tree of Life, if it hadn’t been for you leaving that lure.” He looked away. Glanced at the little Zoroark doll. Shadow was there again, beside him, paw on the glass to Soda’s cell, but Soda wasn’t looking...

Dave's chest tightened. In his mind’s eye he saw Adne in the cottage, walls splintering apart as she tried to repair them. He glanced back at Wheat as Soda stopped abruptly, saw the Xatu's eyes glowing. He supposed it seemed like he was helping, but this was still creepy as fuck. “Look, fuck...