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Arc II, Chapter 2: The Keepsake

I held the ticket in my hand as I scanned the room. There were clothes that definitely belonged to Bradley Speirs. There were knickknacks spread around. Cigarette butts. Empty beer cans. I could se...

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Arc II, Chapter 1: Now Playing

(Remember, I am starting from when Silas gave them their tropes in the forest. I needed a quick redo)

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“What were they thinking throwing another anniversary celebration after...

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Future Posts

Alright, now that I am ready to move forward, here are some things you should know. 

In order to jumpstart views on RR after my hiatus ends, I will be doing daily posts for a while inste...

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Tales of Carousel: I'll Love You Till the Day You Die

“You will not believe what I just learned,” Miss Hart said as she rushed to the side of her best friend Mrs. Ford. “The bride did invite her family. They refused to show up. I just confirmed ...

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What to expect

I have one more Tale (tomorrow) I want to show you for now and then I will start Arc II 3-4 days after that. It's about time to get things back on schedule. I plan for chapters to come out daily fo...

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The Cutting Room Floor-Rush

I admit the Tale I am working on is not ready. These things take time. This particular thing takes even more time, apparently.

I decided to give you something else instead, somet...

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Update

The next chapter in Tales will be out tomorrow. It's a bit longer so it is taking longer.

In the mean time, consider heading over to Discord and voting on Antoine's Aspect choice. Give all of...

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Tales of Carousel: Re: The Chain

Zara Fitzgerald waited as the phone rang. This phone number was one of the weird ones. For whatever reason, you had to wait a good 14 or so rings before you got the answering machine. Most of the t...

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Tales of Carousel: The Guest House

It was time. Brent’s time to shine.

For thirty seconds, he was going to step in and be the hero. It wouldn’t look like it.

His new trope set him up to save the day in the most grues...

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I found another poll

Understand that as Patrons, you risk being subjected to all sorts of spoilers and early reveals. That is a hazard of signing up. The following text is not what actually happens in the story exactly...

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Defunct Chapter 118

This was rewritten for the start of Arc II

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When we got back to the bed and breakfast, we were beat. Even after being fully healed when the storyline ended, we still walked miles i...

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Quick Poll

The last post of the arc is tomorrow. I can't believe it. I spent every chapter until now just trying to get to this moment. Now I feel like I can breathe a little.

The schedule with normaliz...

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Chapter 117: The Amenities

No one said anything for a while other than Antoine saying he needed to go for a walk to clear his mind, but then he never actually did.

I knew that we were being manipulated, but when I saw ...

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Chapter 116: Back To Where It All Started

“This doesn’t feel right,” I said. “Are we thinking Carousel did this?”

I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.

“What does that mean?” Antoine asked. “Who else...

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Chapter 115: As I Lay Dying

I was dying.

Dead Man Walking as a trope was starting to look like a real bust. I lay there on the ground barely able to move. My statuses were flaring constantly, including the one labeled, ...

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Chapter 114: Dead Man's Fall

Sorry this one was late.

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I stared at the horrifying creatures before me. For a while, I was too terrified to even think about looking at their tropes on the red w...

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Chapter 113: The Bigger Bad

I paced back and forth.

We needed to set the stage for Samantha’s trope to activate. How did we set up a shift that large? We weren’t just trying to invite in another group of criminals; ...

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Announcement

Due to some unforeseen circumstances, I will be unable to submit tonight's chapter in a timely manner. However, I will be posting two chapters soon. I apologize for the inconvenience.

Arc 1 w...

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Chapter 112: The Damsel in Distress

Merritt paced back and forth, growing more distressed with each step. He muttered under his breath, cursing his brother, mostly. His hand never left his waistband where he kept his gun.

In th...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eleven: Red Blood Sunset

Dina didn’t waste any time escaping.

The larger man with the yellow bandana, who had previously not had any important information on the red wallpaper other than “Grave Robber” now had ...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ten: Permanent Vacancy

Don't forget to check out Discord to vote on Anna's Aspect and tell me what archetypes you would like to see more of.

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Chapter One Hundred and Nine: The Warning

“So, you’re going out on a storyline already, huh?” Bobby asked after Dina had tracked him down.

Antoine nodded. “Something we’ve got to do.”

“You lost two of your people....

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Chapter One Hundred and Eight: Planning a Run

Antoine went to find Chris.

“Has he told his brother anything?” Dina asked Kimberly.

Kimberly shook her head. “He really doesn’t like keeping secrets from Chris, but if there’...

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Chapter One Hundred and Seven: closed fur renovations

Ever since I arrived, I could never really wrap my head around the idea that everything I was experiencing was real. I didn't deny that I was seeing what I saw or that I could feel what I felt. But...

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Chapter One Hundred and Six: In Plain Sight

Because of the Astralist skulking around, we had to take a much longer detour to get back in the direction we needed to go. Chris said that we couldn't risk going anywhere near him given the fact t...

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Interlude: In Time--Part Two

Note to readers: There is an intentional time skip. You didn't miss a post for Anna's Interlude. This is Part 2. I know it has been weeks since the last one so I thought I would give you a heads up...

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Chapter One Hundred and Five: A Bridge Too Far

My big fancy antique spear disappeared right out of my hands when we were about a mile west of the mansion. The pack that Chris had packed for me, a leather garment bag repurposed as a satchel, als...

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Chapter One Hundred and Four: Goforth and Prosper

We found Chris down in the same lounge where we had spent the night. He was arranging various weapons that he had found around the mansion. Most of them were antiques. He had a jewel-encrusted swor...

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Chapter One Hundred and Three: Dearest Mr. Gray Amber

"Why do they go through the trouble of making all of these nonsense histories for each and every storyline?" Grace asked as she flipped through a leather-bound book from the vast collection of the ...

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Chapter One Hundred and Two: By the Fire

“I saw them…” I said.

It took the rest of the team a few seconds to realize what I was talking about. I was having trouble putting it into words.

“They’re in a storyline that ...

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