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Chapter Two Hundred and Seven. Introspection, and the ramifications of an out-of-control barbie.

Bob took a deep breath and smiled.  He'd spent the better part of his day off just flying south from the Hidden Dungeon, following the coast, and after a few hours, he'd found a beautiful cove...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Six. Somebody else's problem.

Elania watched as over fifty men and women streamed through the magic portal that Bob had created.

The aforementioned troublemaker shot her a smile and went through the Portal himself after t...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Five. Evidence and Ideas.

Elania smiled at Prime Minister Julwry's outburst.  "I felt the same way when I was briefed, Prime Minister," she assured her.

"While I have the utmost respect for both you and your offi...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Four. Briefing the Summit.

The second part of what I'm calling the chapter of regret debuts.  I'd originally written the meeting with the president, the summit, and the excursion to Thayland as one chapter clocking ...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Three. Uncomfortable Meetings.

Apologies for the delay on this.  I rewrote it several times, and I eventually decided to split it in half so that I could expound a bit more.  The short versions all had the cabinet ...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Two. A lot can happen in two weeks.

Bob shook his head as he looked out over Glacier Valley.  All forty skyscrapers were completed, and while he hadn't talked to Mike yet, he suspected that the Dungeons were complete as well. &n...

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Chapter Two Hundred and One. Speeding up.

Time until System Integration: 590 Days, 6 Hours, 23 Minutes, 7 seconds.

Bob was working to build out the Hidden Dungeon.  Given that each floor was designed for ten peo...

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SACK! (Society for Application of Countdown Knowledge)

It's brought to my attention that some of you are caught wondering just how much longer until Earth receives what could be indelicately referred to as 'The Shaft.'


So, I put it to ...

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Chapter Two Hundred. The gears begin to move.

It was amazing how quickly things could move when you had effectively unlimited resources.  Bob looked across glacier valley.  He'd just finished training another fifty Curators, and he'd...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Nine. Secrets in the Making, and Secrets Exposed.

Jessica was sipping on a cup of what tasted not entirely unlike lemongrass tea.  It carried notes of citrus and was served piping hot, which was nice, as the wind had whipped up the boulevard ...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Eight. Living Arrangements.

Time until System Integration: 604 Days, 6 Hours, 21 Minutes, 58 seconds.

Bob glanced at the timer at the upper left-hand corner of his vision as he washed the shaving cream ...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Seven. A load off.

The long-awaited lost chapter.  I'm sorry folks, last weekend was rough, had a couple of minor issues on the farm that needed professionals to resolve, but that resulted in my mother askin...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Six. Self Care.

Bob had finished the fortieth floor of his Arcane Depths, seeding it with a Summoning Affinity Crystal.  That process had been remarkably simple, he'd simply placed the Affinity Crystal in the...

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Not a Monroe Chapter.

I was cleaning up my PC, when I found the write-up for a campaign I'd run years ago.  It's a part of the world setting I created to GM/DM for my players.  It's a neat bit of lore, and...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Five. Matters of Accountability.

So ends another weekend, and begins a new month.  Thank you for your support, it means the world to me. 


Bob leaned back in his chair, watching the sunset of mur...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Four. Australians in Harbordeep, and small mistakes.

"Those are some proper walls," Bruce said as they emerged from the Portal and got their first look at Harbordeep.

Jessica nodded.  The walls were probably more than twenty meters tall, a...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Three. Recovery and Realizations.

After over an hour of fighting in the cavern, their escape had been almost anti-climatic.  They'd climbed up the chimney, avoided the tree full of Owlacoons in the sinkhole, and then rushed ba...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-two. Danger and Secrets shared.

"Shiela, are you with us?" Jessica asked as her friend's eyes fluttered.

She'd been unconscious for almost twenty minutes while Jessica and the others had dealt with attacks from the Badgats,...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-One. Tribulations and Theories.

Fourth Chapter this weekend!  I'd hoped for more, but life gets in the way.  Please remember that I'm committed to keeping the Human-Servant patrons a full four weeks ahead, or twelve...

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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety. Adventures and Introspection.

Jessica looked over the edge of the sinkhole.  As promised, it was almost twenty meters down into a forested glen.  The best place to drop down was right next to the waterfall.  With...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Nine. Logistics.

Bob walked past Mike in a daze, hearing but not understanding the question he was being asked.

He walked up to the counter and numbly indicated the steak and potatoes option on the blackboard...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Eight. A peek behind the curtain.

Ok, so I did quite a bit of foreshadowing on this bit.  Thou shalt not crucify the author when he warned you this was coming.


"Jess, you've got to see this!"...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Seven. Concerns.

"So, have you considered our request?"

As Bob rubbed his temples, he took the time to consider that his life on Thayland had taken a drastic turn for the worse after he'd started bringing peo...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Six. Alternate Arrangements.

Bob rubbed his temples, having closed his eyes already.  The deep rumble of Monroe's purr did double duty as a low-grade shoulder massage.

"The reason that your Dungeon isn't being consi...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Five. Aftermath.

So, I gave a little bit of thought as to why I've been getting sick so often.  And then I realized that I spend an awful lot of time at various doctor's offices and medical facilities with...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Four. Proper Planning Prevents Poor Performance.

Mike ejected his magazine with one hand while summoning a fresh one into his other.

The wave had been everything Bob had promised.  For the past twenty minutes, he'd been dropping monste...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Three. Preparing for the wave.

Eddi looked out over the full might of the Endless and smiled.  Sure, other paths were flashier, and the truth was they really did need to alternate into Curators, but the Path of The Endless ...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Two. Expansions

"Was that a..." Jessica trailed off.

"I think so," Amanda said hesitantly.

"Bob said something about the King being a Dragon," Dave muttered as he watched the massive creature winging o...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-One. Hail to the King.

It has been mentioned in Discord, but I wanted to restate it here.  The King's voice is that of Bruce Campbell.  When you read his lines, they need to be spoken in his voice in your m...

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty. Guess who's coming to dinner.

"The King is coming here?" Bob asked.

"I don't think that he's angry," Nora offered.

Bob took two deep, calming breaths.  The King was coming to Glacier Valley.  He w...

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