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Current You'd think after like 15 years I'd stop feeling like a fraud when writing posts but I still do which is both a statement on my self confidence and a compliment to how good my partners are as writers
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5 mos ago
Why are you talking about Final Fantasy 10 like that
5 mos ago
Final Fantasy 13 is a top five entry in the franchise but ya'll still ain't ready to have that conversation
6 mos ago
This Bears/Packers game is gonna make me believe in the power of Chicago Pope
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6 mos ago
The older I get the more I start to think BBQ potato chips are the worst flavor, actually.
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Look, I got lost on the way to getting some jajangmyeon and it'd be foolish to leave now.

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So this will take place on multiple nights and not just one long traumatic night?
Spectra


To say that living in a tower filled with other uniquely talented individuals was a boon would be something of an understatement. Spectra had gone from frightened and alone in a world she didn't understand to comfortable and surrounded by peers in a world she didn't quite understand. Sure, some had it worse than her, she at least had the benefit of being born on this planet, but there were times when it never quite felt like home. Even still, that there was a place where she could fit in and not feel the confusion and fear of eyes staring at her was more than she could've ever asked for.

But as the fire alarms blared out their annoying alert and the unfortunately all-too-familiar sight of smoke made its way through the vents...Spectra had to admit that there were absolutely cons to be had in this exchange.

Her morning hadn't been exciting. As most mornings she had been spending time in front of the mirror on her dresser and running her fingers over the thin, straight strands that now made up her hair, sighing wistfully as she tried, and failed, to so much as give one a false curl. Today her body was a soft blue color, easy on the eyes and generally pleasing, non aggressive. Safe.

The smoke alarm tore her away from the mirror and the sight of smoke - smell was not something that Spectra could do anymore - wafting in the halls was what got her to leave the safety of her room. In the fuss she had forgotten to drape her robe around her translucent form as she traveled towards the source of the chaos, her footsteps so light they might as well have been floating above the ground.

"Of course, this one should have known," Spectra spoke in a lilting tone of voice as her glowing blue eyes spotted the commotion upon entering the more communal hub of the tower. "Such fantastical gifts and yet domestic deeds confound. Amusing, and rather disheartening. He did not make your morning meal, surely? Your health might suffer the consequence."

Spectra had entered the living area fully by this point.

"Oh. Hello, Nuisance. Have you come to visit?"

With the matter of smoke and sound being handled, now that Spectra was out of her room the common courtesy was, of course, to...mingle.
I think I could get behind this
That's a post. There are many like it but that one is mine.
Dizzy


The ghostly girl's mumbles and mutterings came to an end though she continued to gently rock; the motion, the soft movements, was as close to a comfort as she was likely to get for the foreseeable future. Comfort didn't seem to be in high demand, and that was understandable. Why waste precious resources on comfortable beds or comforting living conditions. For a moment, Dizzy wondered how many girls had used the bed she now called her own before her. How many rocked themselves to sleep. How many of them couldn't sleep. How many would use it after her own death? Would they at least have the decency to clean the sheets or was that a step over the line of too much effort?

As Dizzy rocked on her bed, the rhetorical questions serving as her own sort of inner monologue, she didn't notice the girl approach her until words had been spoken. Words from a voice that wasn't her own. Dizzy caught the name...Satomi...and the casual manner in which she spoke. Of course. There was always that handful that maintained an air of optimism or camaraderie even in the dark times and that Satomi had sought out Dizzy made Dizzy respond in a simple chuckle.

"Chae Da Hee," Dizzy responded, her voice small and her tone heavy, "Dizzy. Dizzy is my name now." She paused before continuing, both searching for the right phrasing to the question poised and to momentarily reflect on her new name. Old memories better left buried. "I hesitated. I had every intention of leaving...living in blissful ignorance and waiting for the end is a better life than most get. But I hesitated. I...I was thinking and missed my chance. I stayed because I had a moment of doubt."

To Dizzy, that was the truth as she saw it. That she stayed by pure accident. But the words she was told continued to linger even now.

"You weren't in the quitter's line, Satomi Dosantosu, were you? You believe that girls like you...Limiters...you believe you can make a difference?" Dizzy was curious. It was rare to hear anyone having any sort of positive thoughts when it came to fighting back. And she was oh so curious as to what made the optimists so damn...optimistic.

Yeah but even in that song he admits that there's a God above even him.
@Archmage MC Zelda speedrunning involves a lot of glitch exploiting and frame perfect tomfoolery. Ocarina of Time's world record was like 18 minutes.
@Rakurai Well lizard sounded fun but jellyfish? Now there's an idea...
Midway City?
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