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MockingJester MockingJester 13 April 2020
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Forsaken child

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I...I saw this thing once. Just once. In exploration to yet uncharted lands. I sought to bring the light of the chief god, hoping to gain new followers to our Order. But, this thing, it was...it was---One of its crimson hands clutched a dead...I-I hope...Tar dripped from her eyes as it spoke. Speaking as if recognizing the woman. Speaking such cold judgment. And then, w-with a growl, it---it a--I couldn't look any further! I couldn't hear anymore! It never stopped after the first one! I-I fl---this place is cursed! It-it's cursed! I fled, left the accursed place! I've been having nightmares about this...thing wandering by! Sporting a crown of feathers like a divine entity! Masquerading itself as a servant of a god! Yet, all I could see …

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MockingJester MockingJester 5 March 2020
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Women of Iron

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It was...a tempest. A tempest of fright, fear, violence, and...lust. The last one, a particular fright for the man who, moments ago, was merely walking across a cave. A passage sparking his curiosity.

And now...chaos. From the gold-obsessed horned creatures leaping at what were essentially colonials, unable to wait, quick to 'process' them as they tore away their uniform...

To the violet and scarlet side, featuring purple snakes and winged demons, breathing what looked like aphrodisiac perfumes on many more, if not outright injecting it deep into the colonials unlucky enough to fall in their grasp...

Or the pink horde pulling away at ever more settlers, wearing ramshackle armor, looking like seconds away from falling off. Their bodies,…


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MockingJester MockingJester 13 February 2020
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A bridge to cross

"Man, it has been a while since" Avos looks to his mount, currently resting by his side. A small but sturdy donkey rightly filled with his master's belonging. Trinkets of various use and presence. Things picked up along his year past in the Wheat Tops village.

Avos never really was the swordmaster, even with the experience gained from this so-far, mundane job as a bridge guard. Though a sword was well rested on his side, its blade glowing with the faint shine of silver when drawn, the man had long preferred a spear shimmering in the same metal.

Standard weaponry gave by those of the Wheat Tops leaders to people they manage to hire as guards. Decent paid had convinced Avos to be one of them, sparing enough to fill his mule to the brim with st…

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MockingJester MockingJester 8 January 2020
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Merry naughty Christmas

It was...minutes ago. Austin was setting up. A cold cup of chocolate milk on a hand, a remote on the other. On the first day of the week, Christmas, he was given a break. A typical time for a break.

'Now, Austin, as ever, you have completely withheld on any vacation, days off or sick days. So, I'm giving you a mandatory break through all of your yearly right to any absence. Paid, of course'. His boss is a kind man, if somewhat strict. Austin learned not to let his rougher ide plant any resentment on his shoulder, giving him ample leisure for the rare times he needed them.

And, today like many, he hadn't needed any. So, his superior played them in one go. One month of paid vacation even before his real vacation right.

"And I've got quite the l…

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MockingJester MockingJester 29 December 2019
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Oh, sweet porter

Darkness maps the land. The night was at it's nigh, populating the cerulean in a blanket of black. Pockets of light deign to resist its dark embrace, burning within the inviolable windows of a street. Streets of a settlement. Settlements of a land. A land that boasts its ancient purpose no longer.

 

The streets no longer decorate statues of war. Barracks no longer present their inhospitality. And the people who live within...heroes, knights, squires, soldiers...war is no more in their minds as the creatures in their arms. All was at peace...or, almost.

 

A shadow drops to the top of a church. A shadow unlike the rest of the shadows of the old city of light. It was jagged and plated. Any hindrance to the humanity behind the figure was removed, …

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