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OHGODWHY?!
WHY IS MY TSUNDERE LUCK FOLLOWING ME OUTSIDE OF MY OWN QUEST WHY!?
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OHGODWHY?!
WHY IS MY TSUNDERE LUCK FOLLOWING ME OUTSIDE OF MY OWN QUEST WHY!?
Fire Reading: Leroy
theimpetus
Fist of the Duplex
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- The Unbekannt
Oops. I forgot to close the voting for Fire readings. Here is the one that won.
[X] [Fire] You look into the fire, and concentrate on...
-[X] [Fire] Leroy. Is the bastard really dead? There were 11 corpses, true, but no way to identify them on sight.
Fire Reading: 1d100 - 4 - Leroy
Standing across the street from Leroy's burning house in a crowd of gawkers, I stared into the flames. Concentrating extremely hard, I looked into the flames, thinking of Leroy. Was the bastard actually dead? For a long time, I saw nothing in the fire, but after a few minutes the flames began to twist and shift. They swirled and curled, rearranging themselves in fantastic fractals. The people around me, and the noise of the city faded away. I felt tears roll down my cheek. It was beautiful. I looked deeper, watching the flames arrange themselves in shapes of such impossibility that I stopped breathing. I wanted...
"Hey!" I felt myself being shaken. "You. Go get one of the firefighters! What are you waiting for, go!"
I was on the ground, looking up at the crowd surrounding me. There was a woman kneeling beside me."Oh. You're awake. You just fell to the ground. Don't worry, helps on the way. Do you have a medical condition we should know about?"
I sat up. "No. No, I'm fine. I don't need any help." I stood, shakily, and began to walk off, the crowd parting to let me through. Attention was the last thing I needed right now. The woman yelled after me, but I ignored her. What the fuck had that been about?
[X] [Fire] You look into the fire, and concentrate on...
-[X] [Fire] Leroy. Is the bastard really dead? There were 11 corpses, true, but no way to identify them on sight.
Fire Reading: 1d100 - 4 - Leroy
Standing across the street from Leroy's burning house in a crowd of gawkers, I stared into the flames. Concentrating extremely hard, I looked into the flames, thinking of Leroy. Was the bastard actually dead? For a long time, I saw nothing in the fire, but after a few minutes the flames began to twist and shift. They swirled and curled, rearranging themselves in fantastic fractals. The people around me, and the noise of the city faded away. I felt tears roll down my cheek. It was beautiful. I looked deeper, watching the flames arrange themselves in shapes of such impossibility that I stopped breathing. I wanted...
"Hey!" I felt myself being shaken. "You. Go get one of the firefighters! What are you waiting for, go!"
I was on the ground, looking up at the crowd surrounding me. There was a woman kneeling beside me."Oh. You're awake. You just fell to the ground. Don't worry, helps on the way. Do you have a medical condition we should know about?"
I sat up. "No. No, I'm fine. I don't need any help." I stood, shakily, and began to walk off, the crowd parting to let me through. Attention was the last thing I needed right now. The woman yelled after me, but I ignored her. What the fuck had that been about?
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I rolled so bad we couldn't see jack shit.
Why dice gods? WHY!?
Why dice gods? WHY!?
theimpetus
Fist of the Duplex
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- The Unbekannt
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