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The Calamitous Bob 136: Blood on the sand

“My father wants to see me,” Sidjin said.

Below, performers were dancing to the sound of a drum arrangement in mesmerizing patterns. The rhythm was fast and intense. It made Viv’s teeth...

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Announcement regarding the end of year.

Ok quick update. First of all, sorry about the lower productivity these past two months and a half. I find myself in a situation where I have to be the main caretaker for my tiny child and it takes...

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A Journey of Black and Red 217: Nocturne, opening

Sweden, November 1938.

Snow crunches under Loth’s mechanized armor. Each of his feet stomps the earth with as much might as an elephant. I can barely hear myself think in the cold winter ni...

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The Calamitous Bob 135: First rounds

It was the eve of the two days of intensive duels and Viv admired the result of months of training. From the brief campaign against the Halurians to duels and physical practice at the Academy, she...

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A Journey of Black and Red 216: Bitch Queens of the Universe

Another claw raked the shield. It sounded like nails on glass. Another. Constance held a wince at the unsettling sound and the pressure on her mind. She just had to hold a little longer.

“C...

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The Calamitous Bob 134: Cracks

Viv cast three small nets, rupturing the attacking spells. Three booms rang across the small arena, pushing dust aside. A cast of eldritch wall to the side followed as she ran left. just as insuran...

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A Journey of Black and Red 215: Lancaster

There were corpses in the streets. Not many, not yet. Just enough for that familiar stench of the battlefield before carrion got to work. It turned the streets of Shanghai into familiar grounds for...

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The Calamitous Bob 133: The Damn Tournament Arc


Viv walked through the hallowed corridors of house Trez, of Helock. It was her first time visiting a manor of the Helockian nobility after a disastrous social season where no one had i...

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A Journey of Black and Red short: Constance meets the family

NA: I should have written this before.

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Constance approached the man with more nervousness than when she had last faced a werewolf. She’s been burnt before. A part of her whi...

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A Journey of Black and Red 214: Kung Fu diplomacy and other diversions

After weeks of travel, I would have hoped to stay in a nice hotel upon my arrival. Unfortunately, Shanghai is hostile territory, and the city lives through difficult times. A message on my desk inf...

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Announcement: future interruptions

Ok so I have dates. First, I'm going to get my eyes lazered in... one hour. So expect shorter chapter this week. Journey chapter is almost done but Bob chapter might be more impacted. Second, I'm h...

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The Calamitous Bob 132: Tide

It was all wrong.

Tuk’s old man had told him: “Son, the war is like a tide”. He had said so while mending their nets on the coast of lake Kital, by the shore, where beasts made truce wi...

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A Journey of Black and Red 213: Shanghaied

Marquette, April 1927

“What do you want?” I ask the redhead sitting in front of my desk.

Melusine has free access to me as one of my oldest and most annoying allies. My doo...

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The Calamitous Bob 131: War magery

“The fort’s occupied alright. By those thrice-cursed Halurians!”

“Language.”

Cernit’s eldest son faltered under his father’s gaze, his bluster gone in an instant. The mood...

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A Journey of Black and Red 212: Prince of Blood

I am King.

Bertrand took a knee, then stood back again. The heat assailed him, pushing against his instincts to flee the burning hell around him. The flaming wreck of a Renault tank smoldered...

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The Calamitous Bob 130: Conscripted

“I fucking hate escort missions,” the young sergeant said.

It was tight inside of the command tent. Tight and a little rank, and hot despite the cold air blowing from the south. It was da...

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A Journey of Black and Red 211: Hellfleet

The base extends below us for miles, an haphazard assembly of tents that lacks the usual discipline. Not even the fact it was designed for me suffices now. That damn armor has a mind of her own. View Post

The Calamitous Bob 129: The find out moment

Sadly for Viv, instant looting didn’t happen since the army pretty much fell where they were, asleep in minutes. She was feeling comparatively fresh since they had gone to great lengths to protec...

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A Journey of Black and Red 210: The Great One

Rows of smelters lay cold and quiet. The giant machines forging the guns of tomorrow no longer beat with heavy hammers, pounding steel into the perfect shape. The Dvergur engineers who manage the e...

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The Calamitous Bob 128: Fourth Step Caster

It was fortunate that Nous would give her a hand because there was a lot to unpack, and she wouldn’t have had the time to do so at the breakneck speed the knights were going at. Her slow percepti...

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Announcement: one week break on the week of the 4th

I will be flying back to home country with my young child and it will be a hellish, 20+ hours long journey so I will be taking a break to recover and spend some time with my family.  Haven't s...

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Constance's family tree, courtesy of Ikelos!

I think I needed it as well.

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A Journey of Black and Red 209: The Queen's Hoard

March 1907, the night of the lich camp raid.

The thief was good at his job. He had retired once already, and would have stayed retired if he had not been found. Few managed such a feat in his...

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The Calamitous Bob 127: The Gates of Hell

It was morning. Swirling dust covered the formation, setting pennants aflutter and leaving them a spotty gray. The sound of battle never died down. There were always revenants in the deadlands, Viv...

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A Journey of Black and Red 208: Sixth

Despite her best effort, Constance didn’t find anything too horrible about Ariane. The strangest element of it all was that she allowed Constance free reign over the domain. She felt like a child...

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The Calamitous Bob 126: Montage

AN: might still have quite a few typos.

Viv’s mortality notwithstanding, there were a few tasks that required her attention. The first was the raid in the Deadlands to liberate their first...

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A Journey of Black and Red 207: Family

Humans are stupid.

I wish I could blame most of the nonsensical behaviors to either fate or an addled, fringe elements. Unfortunately, the case remains that even those who should know better ...

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The Calamitous Bob 125: Evil deeds

Viv’s father used to say that criminals were not stupid. It was just that the police rarely ever got the smart ones. Viv intended to be smart.

Breaking the law around Helock was pretty much...

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A Journey of Black and Red 206: Disenchanted

“I need to impress. I will be the first vampire they ever meet. I cannot use my usual polite and harmless persona or they will hunt with flawed ideas,” I remark aloud.

Lafayette, whose in...

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The Calamitous Bob 124: The Last Stretch


There was a trail up leading to a ridge facing the entrance to the lone mountain. Viv knew they would have to climb that then walk down to the merl’s hidden city. They immediately se...

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