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Monday Bi-Weekly Poll

Hello everyone, as promised now that both Best of Intentions and A Golden Path have both had some time to shine, I wanted to check in on how people were feeling about the bi-weekly update schedule....

Best of Intentions: Spooky Scary Skeletons (ch. 10)

I had no idea who this lady was, I thought as Dakka took point with Jill behind her and me bringing up the rear. But that didn't necessarily mean anything. We were here days earlier than Jill and C...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.6 (ch. 6)

Eddard Stark looked down at the letter carried forth by a raven from his home, Winterfell. The letter was penned by his father as Ned recognized his handwriting easily enough, even if his father's ...

Best of Intentions: Ring of Fire (ch. 9)

It wasn't often that I locked up. When it came to fight or flight, I leaned pretty unilaterally ‘fight’ in most circumstances. The last time I froze like a deer in headlights was when I first a...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.5 (ch. 5)

“It was only a matter of time,” Rickard muttered as he looked down at the slip of parchment, reading the message but it had some difficulty sinking in. A shipment of goods had been attacked on ...

Ghastly Adventures: Teardrop 3.5 (ch. 19)

A full week after Tyrogue evolved into Hitmontop, I found myself in a private clearing not too far away from the cove that Misty decided to stay in. The two hour walk to and from was too much waste...

Ghastly Adventures: Teardrop 3.4 (ch. 18)

If Misty was being honest with herself, she had no clue if Blair was right or not. What he talked about sounded far-fetched, a legend of old leading to a way to evolve a magikarp. He seemed to beli...

Ghastly Adventures: Teardrop 3.3 (ch. 17)

There aren't really words to describe a gyarados in action. The waters surged around him as he swam forward with shocking speed, causing the platforms to flip over in his wake as he parted the aren...

Ghastly Adventures: Teardrop 3.2 (ch. 16)

Well, well, well, if it isn't the consequences of my own actions. Past me really was the worst. Seriously, what had he been thinking, kicking the hand grenade my way so it would blow up in my face?...

The Good Life: Feast (ch. 61)

Satoru made a sweeping gesture with his hands and a condensed ball of blue cursed energy entered my Room, revealing it to be a torrent of gravitational pull. Stone, dirt, and wood from the building...

The Good Life: Cooking (ch. 60)

Sukuna's nature had never changed. Even when he was a wretched brat, dependent on the mercy of a monk who fed him leftovers so putrid that even the desperate and starving passed them over -- he had...

The Good Life: Seasoning (ch. 59)

I felt kinda bad for ending my date with Robin early, but out of every weird and interesting thing I had ever seen, a sapient finger had to take the cake. Super powers were normal. After a year, I ...

The Good Life: Prepping (ch. 58) (Jujutsu Kaisen Start)

Magic. It felt like a whole new world just opened up to me. It was something fundamentally new and it was fascinating. For the past two years, I had been exploring the many facets of my power. Give...

Legends Never Die and The Good Life updates

Hello everyone, this is a heads up that this week is going to be a little weird in regards to the updates for LND and TGL.

First, upon the reaction I got from chapter 88 of LND, I've since re...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.6 (ch. 6)

Eddard Stark looked down at the letter carried forth by a raven from his home, Winterfell. The letter was penned by his father as Ned recognized his handwriting easily enough, even if his father's ...

Best of Intentions: Ring of Fire (ch. 9)

It wasn't often that I locked up. When it came to fight or flight, I leaned pretty unilaterally ‘fight’ in most circumstances. The last time I froze like a deer in headlights was when I first a...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.5 (ch. 5)

“It was only a matter of time,” Rickard muttered as he looked down at the slip of parchment, reading the message but it had some difficulty sinking in. A shipment of goods had been attacked on ...

Best of Intentions: The Moss (ch. 8)

“I'm not wading through filthy toilet water without some protection,” I argued as I suited up back at my apartment. There was a lot of nasty stuff down in the sewers on a normal day, much less ...

The Good Life: Cooking (ch. 60)

Sukuna's nature had never changed. Even when he was a wretched brat, dependent on the mercy of a monk who fed him leftovers so putrid that even the desperate and starving passed them over -- he had...

The Good Life: Seasoning (ch. 59)

I felt kinda bad for ending my date with Robin early, but out of every weird and interesting thing I had ever seen, a sapient finger had to take the cake. Super powers were normal. After a year, I ...

The Good Life: Prepping (ch. 58) (Jujutsu Kaisen Start)

Magic. It felt like a whole new world just opened up to me. It was something fundamentally new and it was fascinating. For the past two years, I had been exploring the many facets of my power. Give...

The Good Life: Indulgence (ch. 57)

“Oh, you were keeping secrets~!” Yoruichi noted while Chel masterfully rolled her hips, biting her bottom lip seductively while Cinder ground her pussy against the palm of my hand. Robin reache...

Legends Never Die: The Chosen (ch. 93)

Things were moving. Slowly, but steadily. My return to Norland was marked with little fanfare, and things continued normally for the most part. Norland was continuously built up -- the forum was ra...

Legends Never Die: Taking Action (ch. 92)

As I expected, Irene was less than happy to learn that there were ten thousand Pagans ready to set sail towards Crete. Actually, less than happy was an understatement. It was more of a barely restr...

Legends Never Die: Uncomfortable Expectations (ch. 91)

This was a problem for a lot of reasons and I was struggling to figure out which was the most pressing. Ten thousand people wasn't a small number. That was a migration. Norland was already in a sta...

Legends Never Die: Migration (ch. 90)

I was going to have to build a forum, I realized. And rush construction for several of my other projects. I refused to be shamed by the Christians that would soon flood my town. I'm certain that th...

Best of Intentions: Ring of Fire (ch. 9)

It wasn't often that I locked up. When it came to fight or flight, I leaned pretty unilaterally ‘fight’ in most circumstances. The last time I froze like a deer in headlights was when I first a...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.5 (ch. 5)

“It was only a matter of time,” Rickard muttered as he looked down at the slip of parchment, reading the message but it had some difficulty sinking in. A shipment of goods had been attacked on ...

Best of Intentions: The Moss (ch. 8)

“I'm not wading through filthy toilet water without some protection,” I argued as I suited up back at my apartment. There was a lot of nasty stuff down in the sewers on a normal day, much less ...

A Golden Path: First Steps 1.4 (ch. 4)

Things were progressing well, Rickard thought as he sat behind his desk, sorting through small piles of parchment ranging from letters to long lists. His overtures to the Mountain Clans progressed ...