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For blecs, 1800 words posted (these words covering the majority of the time spent writing the other day)

Thanks for the feedback @kintsugi I'll try to get those typos fixed at some point in the future. 1.3.4 Rindo Berry Overview There are certain preconceived notions of what constitutes a berry. While this guide could go into many of them, it will address the most common notion: that berries...

Logging 3 hours of writing from throughout the week.

"You look like you still have something to say." Kyros tilted his head. He wanted to ask more, but time was so short... [[Sorry. Didn't have time to type up a full post at lunch. Thank you for confirming Navar is busy, UA. I'm gonna keep my vote on him though. Still a little leery of no lynch...

[[hi I'll try to do a reads post before eod but am at work so it might not happen.]]

Huh? What? Kyros had been so deep in thought for a moment that his attention had started to drift. He paused for a moment, focusing, and tried to take in all the information flying around. "Okay. So let me try and organize what we know so far." He paused, conjuring up a laptop as if to attempt...

Kyros tilted his head at this. "Was that really a claim? I can definitely see where you're coming from, but I just thought it a passing comment." [[Small post for now. More discussion after work]]

He glanced over his pamphlet again. He did have more info on the sneasel than he did the other players. But the information was patchy in parts, like it was all being recounted by memory, and not definitive proof. "It's a bit vague, but it seems like they latched onto the idea that a no lynch...

Kyros paused, skimming over the logs again, and grit his teeth. He really should spend more time looking carefully at those logs before he made statements like that. "You make a fair point, but..." But still, there was some niggling feeling in the back of his head that the no-lynch had been...

[[Not feeling good so only replying to this rn and thoughts might be a little jumbled. But when I brought up the not contributing issue, I meant that it was one of the reasons people might choose to put pressure on people by voting on them. Not that the votes thus far were due to lack of...

"That's all well and good," Kyros grumbled, prowling towards the center of the group. His voice was slightly muffled by a pamphlet, which he sat down. "But this isn't as black and white as that. The fact is, there are killers among us. And in all likelyhood, we got lucky. So instead of offering...

[[note, I'm using brackets to indicate ooc. I would caution against believing psychic characters to have a higher chance of having that role. Negrek typically melds the role description to fit the player, and doesn't pick roles based on character. Higher effort post to come after work]]

The humming sound of electricity was enough to draw Kyros out of his now-furnished home. He paused for a moment, watching the encounter before calling out, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear, "As fun as it is to watch you all fight, don't you think making enemies when we don't even know why...

Logging an energize III for brisa. Using a voucher

The heroic part of kyros wanted to urge him to step in and try and ease the tension in one of the quarreling groups. But the rest of him just found it all too hilarious to intervene in. His tail thumped against the side of his couch a couple of times, then he sat up and stretched with a yan...

"Not sure yet," Kyros grunted, turning his attention to his paws. He had the overwhelming urge to give his chest a quick lick, but refused. "Though, knowing my luck, it can't be for anything good. Either we're all dead, sharing a dream, or in some hellish dimension, and I'm leaning towards the...

Kyros' tail twitched as he tried to ascertain the species of the pokemon he was looking at. He glared at his tail for a second, angry that it gave away his mood, before turning his attention to the newcomer. His father always said it was rude not to introduce yourself. "Kyros."

Kyros stared. Then he said a very naughty word. "Great. So now aliens are here and they get to stay aliens, but I don't get to have my old body back? Thanks a lot universe. I knew you were playing favorites.'

"What, this?" Kyros nodded to the shell of a house he had been creating. "Seems to be one of the properties of this hellscape. Think about what you want to make, really concentrate on it, and..." He trailed off, closing his eyes, and from the ground a small, litten sized couch appeared. He...

Ohhhkay. A Lugia might be a little bit big for him to be comfortable fighting. Right now, at least. If he had his old body, his old gear, he'd throw down with a lugia. But squished down into an itty bitty kitty body? He huffed, puffing out a few embers. "Well the way I see it, we aren't here...