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Apheori at 20:49, 11 September 2019

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Apheori: HURR

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HURR

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Apheori: /* Notes */

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Notes

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Apheori at 01:41, 27 July 2017

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	Shannon shakes her head and gets out a frying pan and some random ingredients.		Shannon shakes her head and gets out a frying pan and some random ingredients.

	Jennifer comes in and clonks the book down on the counter next to Morris' computer, shoving a potted plant out of the way.		Jennifer comes in, drops most of the bags next to the fridge, and clonks the book down on the counter next to Morris' computer, shoving a potted plant out of the way.

	JENNIFER		JENNIFER
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	Jennifer flips through some of the pages, skimming them. Most of them don't really have much on them, though others are quite covered in various texts, symbols, maps. She stops on one page, flips back to the index, and then looks back at the page. It reads as follows:		Jennifer flips through some of the pages, skimming them. Most of them don't really have much on them, though others are quite covered in various texts, symbols, maps. She stops on one page, flips back to the index, and then looks back at the page. It reads as follows:

	''Backstory. Sidestory. Supposition, the antithesis of practice. Nevermind practice. This isn't practice. This is a treatise by the narrator, an examination of could-have-beens, an aside from the GM. We can talk about anything. Let's talk about anything.''		: ''Backstory. Sidestory. Supposition, the antithesis of practice. Nevermind practice. This isn't practice. This is a treatise by the narrator, an examination of could-have-beens, an aside from the GM. We can talk about anything. Let's talk about anything.''

	''You, for instance. Who are you? What do you dream? How far would you go? Do even you know yourself, or will you be just as surprised as all the others when, after all of this, it turns out it was all for jackfruit? For my own part, I can really only speak for me... and maybe, just maybe, for you.''		: ''You, for instance. Who are you? What do you dream? How far would you go? Do even you know yourself, or will you be just as surprised as all the others when, after all of this, it turns out it was all for jackfruit? For my own part, I can really only speak for me... and maybe, just maybe, for you.''

	''Shall we go, then, you and I?''		: ''Shall we go, then, you and I?''

	This isn't the important part.		This isn't the important part.
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	Jennifer turns the page. This one contains even less.		Jennifer turns the page. This one contains even less.

	''He was your favourite, your least understood. His world is yours, and yet he no longer is. Can you take his place? They will know you to be him, so long as you don't give up.''		: ''He was your favourite, your least understood. His world is yours, and yet he no longer is. Can you take his place? They will know you to be him, so long as you don't give up.''

	She turns the page again, finding only a name.		She turns the page again, finding only a name.

	''Ense Vardaman.''		: ''Ense Vardaman.''

	And then everything goes dark.		And then everything goes dark as all the world is pulled out from under her.

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	You get a chain, too, and a little clippy thing to apparently put the emblem on properly. All in all, it's way nicer than your previous setup had been, and probably a lot less likely to randomly fall off.		You get a chain, too, and a little clippy thing to apparently put the emblem on properly. All in all, it's way nicer than your previous setup had been, and probably a lot less likely to randomly fall off.

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Apheori: INTRO?!

2017-07-27T01:38:45Z

INTRO?!

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Apheori at 02:58, 14 April 2017

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Apheori at 15:16, 11 April 2017

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	* '''Age:''' 13		* '''Age:''' 13

Apheori at 15:15, 11 April 2017

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Apheori: Man, why can't mw just tell me there's syntax errors? We have the technology!

2017-04-11T04:36:04Z

Man, why can't mw just tell me there's syntax errors? We have the technology!

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	"So much?" Leifos says. "That's just Kerka."		"So much?" Leifos says. "That's just Kerka."

	In the afternoon, you report for roof duty. A cranky-looking muscular middle-aged guy in worker's clothes<re>Grey ones.~~<nowiki>~~</ref~~></nowiki~~> eyes the four of you as you enter the indicated room. "So," he says. "I'm told you lot might actually know what you're doing."		In the afternoon, you report for roof duty. A cranky-looking muscular middle-aged guy in worker's clothes<ref>Grey ones.</ref> eyes the four of you as you enter the indicated room. "So," he says. "I'm told you lot might actually know what you're doing."

	Kerka gives him a dubious look.		Kerka gives him a dubious look.
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	"Can you ask her to move back?" you ask, trying to work around your arm not working by grabbing it with your other hand around the bundle. "The wraiths don't like her."		"Can you ask her to move back?" you ask, trying to work around your arm not working by grabbing it with your other hand around the bundle. "The wraiths don't like her."

	He gives you a long look.		He gives you a long look.

	You start to move forward again, just to test it. A wraith reaches out to stop you again. You stop immediately.		You start to move forward again, just to test it. A wraith reaches out to stop you again. You stop immediately.
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	You wind up with a cat. It takes you entirely too long to figure out that it is a cat. You're just satisfied that it seems to have a normal amount of limbs after all, and eyes that respond properly, and the head is all there, and that it even seems to eat food.		You wind up with a cat. It takes you entirely too long to figure out that it is a cat. You're just satisfied that it seems to have a normal amount of limbs after all, and eyes that respond properly, and the head is all there, and that it even seems to eat food.

	And then you stare at it. You give it some more bits of meat. It squeaks, happily, and almost even purrs.		And then you stare at it. At him. You give him some more bits of meat. He squeaks, happily, and almost even purrs.

	"Holy crap you're a cat," you tell it. It's very small, the size of a young kitten, maybe, but with adult proportions, solid (but for the moment very missing) black fur, and heterochromatic eyes.		"Holy crap you're a cat," you tell him. He's very small, the size of a young kitten, maybe, but with adult proportions, solid (but for the moment very missing) black fur, and heterochromatic eyes.

	It hops onto your scarf and burrows back inside.		He hops onto your scarf and burrows back inside.

	You stare blankly off into space for a bit.		You stare blankly off into space for a bit.
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	Juane laughs and wraps an arm around your shoulders, nearly falls over on top of you, and you both sort of awkwardly lead each other back inside, and toward the dormitory. Most of the awkwardness is the both of you nearly falling over from time to time. You're not really sure why he's leaning on you. You're not really sure why you're using him as a crutch. Neither of you seem to have enough energy to actually stop.		Juane laughs and wraps an arm around your shoulders, nearly falls over on top of you, and you both sort of awkwardly lead each other back inside, and toward the dormitory. Most of the awkwardness is the both of you nearly falling over from time to time. You're not really sure why he's leaning on you. You're not really sure why you're using him as a crutch. Neither of you seem to have enough energy to actually stop.

	Juane drops you on your bed. The blackness is like a vast, rising cloud, blooming out around you, as it takes you down into its depths.		Juane drops you on your bed. The blackness is like a vast, rising cloud, blooming out around you, as it takes you lovingly down into its depths.

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	~~Your name is... you don't know. You don't remember. Did you ever have a name? You understand the concept of a name, at least, or perhaps... ''she'' does?~~

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Apheori at 04:21, 11 April 2017

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	''Backstory. Sidestory. Supposition, the antithesis of practice. Nevermind practice. This isn't practice. This is a treatise by the narrator, an examination of could-have-beens, an aside from the GM. We can talk about anything. Let's talk about anything.		''Backstory. Sidestory. Supposition, the antithesis of practice. Nevermind practice. This isn't practice. This is a treatise by the narrator, an examination of could-have-beens, an aside from the GM. We can talk about anything. Let's talk about anything.''

	''You, for instance. Who are you? What do you dream? How far would you go? Do even you know yourself, or will you be just as surprised as all the others when, after all of this, it turns out it was all for jackfruit? For my own part, I can really only speak for me... and maybe, just maybe, for you.		''You, for instance. Who are you? What do you dream? How far would you go? Do even you know yourself, or will you be just as surprised as all the others when, after all of this, it turns out it was all for jackfruit? For my own part, I can really only speak for me... and maybe, just maybe, for you.''

	''Shall we go, then, you and I?		''Shall we go, then, you and I?''

	== Part 1: Induction ==		== Part 1: Induction ==
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	"So much?" Leifos says. "That's just Kerka."		"So much?" Leifos says. "That's just Kerka."

	In the afternoon, you report for roof duty. A cranky-looking muscular middle-aged guy in worker's clothes<re>Grey ones.</ref> eyes the four of you as you enter the indicated room. "So," he says. "I'm told you lot might actually know what you're doing."		In the afternoon, you report for roof duty. A cranky-looking muscular middle-aged guy in worker's clothes<re>Grey ones.<nowiki></ref></nowiki> eyes the four of you as you enter the indicated room. "So," he says. "I'm told you lot might actually know what you're doing."

	Kerka gives him a dubious look.		Kerka gives him a dubious look.
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	He gives you a long look.		He gives you a long look.

	You start to move forward again, just to test it. A wraith reaches out to stop you again. You stop immediately ~~before it has to~~.		You start to move forward again, just to test it. A wraith reaches out to stop you again. You stop immediately.

	The Deathdealer goes to talk to her. She backs off, withdrawing into the side corridor.		The Deathdealer goes to talk to her. She backs off, withdrawing into the side corridor.
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