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"And that's everything we know."
Minccino's original owner is unknown. She was donated to the hotel by a trainer about 3 or so years back. She's a bit of a slacker. Apparently she doesn't clean as diligently as the others, often hiding away somewhere to do her own things.
She's also smaller...
My parents apparently dropped me off at the orphanage because they couldn't afford me anymore.
I was sickly, and my skin would change from pale colours to greys. Sometimes even purple. Still, even then, I didn't react. I neither cried nor smiled when given a reason to. It disturbed everyone...
Threadmarks: Chapter 12: Choose Your Next Words Wisely
"A-a-a-a-a-re we not g-g-onna ta-talk about t-this?" Fee stutters.
"Hmm. Talk about what?", I ask, pouring myself a red drink.
"What is that?"
I shrug. "Just looked good."
Fee groans, placing a hand on his face that slowly drags down, stretching out his skin briefly. He goes to the fridge...
Just as Allen thought his image was completely ruined, Madam Malkin calmly picked up the fallen paper bag and handed it back to him with a casual tone, adding with a hint of advice,
“Oh, keeping things close to the body is certainly safe, but there’s always the chance of a little mishap...
The inside of the swamp was DARK. That might have seemed obvious, but it was actually kind of oppressive when I got deep enough. Towards the top, some light had gotten through the muck. Not much, but with my Perception I could still see it. Down here though, once I’d dove a few hundred feet...
I do wonder... what about QQ in the British Kerfuffle? I think that law from the UK was a bit obtuse and overreaching so probably in a gray area or maybe actually infringing. Seems it is that crazy. I mean for example Civitai gave up and just blocked the whole country.
Hey so, figure I should warn my followers. There's something I'm not sure I'm allowed to say here because of the no politics rule, that may prevent me from coming onto QQ for a while.
If I vanish for a while, its probably because of that. I'm HOPING QQ won't be effected, but I honestly have no...
“All right...”
One day after the day Bell was probably on his date, I was putting on the new armor that had arrived yesterday.
The light armor made from the ultra-hard metal adamantite was exactly as I ordered, it didn’t restrict movement, yet boasted incredible durability. I even thought it...
Threadmarks: Chapter 14: Trust and Growth: Bell’s Development
“Hah!”
Bell stepped forward, facing off against a Killer Ant. It was the first time this monster had appeared since we descended to the 7th floor. Along with the War Shadow from the 6th floor, the Killer Ant earned its reputation as a "rookie killer."
Its appearance resembled that of a typical...
The second day of the training camp.
Akashi Asuka suddenly felt the pressure multiply.
Yesterday, during what was considered “normal training." he could easily do half again the workload of the others. But today, even with “high-intensity training." he could only barely manage to train 50%...