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"She just left, I only saw the direction she was heading because I happened to be up on the roof. Don't know where she went, but knowing her she probably just wanted to explore on her own. " Franklin sighed, "She probably woound up at the village. It's the only thing I can remember being in...

"where have you been?" he asked, he wasn't angry at her which surprised him. He was used to Prim doing whatever she decided to do, he was more annoyed that he wasn't able to tell her about Huxley than he was about her leaving. But no one had cared what he thought about situations for a long time...

Franklin spent a large part of that night staring into the stars. He saw the same things he'd always seen, points of light staring back down at him. His angry tears hadn't lasted long, but he wasn't ready to face Prim. Because he knew her, she wouldn't react to what he'd said well. But he was...

Apologies were not Prim's strong suit. And it was painfully obvious to Franklin that she was mainly trying to console his bruised ego. She never apologized for yelling, and it only made sense that with the strange circumstances they found themselves in she would suddenly care about how he...

Franklin sighed in relief when the door sealed behind him. It was childish, but he'd been incredibly uncomfortable on the way back. Not physically, he'd spent days digging mines beneath their base. He wasn't unaccustomed to psychical discomfort. But he had shown off just how useless he was when...

Franklin's attention had moved to the strange material of the landscape. He collected some of the red blocks and strange dirt, and nodded his agreement when Prim suggested that they head back. Even he knew that exploring more of this obviously hostile landscape was a bad idea without a solid...

First a creature that thrived in lava, now something not unlike a zombie from their world. This place was like a bizarre parody of their word. The Zombie, pig-man thing, just ambled around, seemingly uninterested in them. Despite holding a weapon, the creature seemed passive. Franklin craned his...

Franklin didn't protest, placing a line of torches to mark their path as they went. He was tired of being the weak link but he'd almost just gotten everyone and himself killed. He needed to stick to what he was good at, no more trying to be heroic. But it did bother him, he'd been in this world...

Franklin stumbled back, half in shock from his near death experience, half in shock from Prim's outburst. He slumped against the wall, staring out at the sea of flames. He didn't meet her eyes, how could he? She was right. He'd been healed but he still remembered the pain he felt when he hit the...

"wait here. If I don't come back go home" That was the last thing prim said before running into the MAGIC PORTAL they'd just created. Franklin stared at the empty space where she'd been, and for a moment he didn't see sand and black stone. He was in a chamber lined with books. A strange black...

The journey was long and Franklin was tired. Not physically tired, he'd spent long hours digging through stone hunting for minerals and ores. He wasn't weak, but he was emotionally exhausted. He wasn't super fond of long journeys. Hard to move and design machines at the same time, plus the...

GAME MASTER POST Prim smiled. “You would think. But there’s only a few things that you can craft into tools.” “What’s the strongest material if not emerald?” Jack asked. “Probably iron,” Huxley said. “Like the village guardians.” “Actually it’s diamond but it’s the rarest. Makes sense...

Late mornings happened, Franklin didn't usually intend to sleep late, but sometimes he did. Today was different because he had intentionally decided to let himself rest a bit longer to recover from the stress Prim's trip had caused him. Minor stress, negligible really. But stress was bad for...

Franklin watched in amusement as as one of the newcomers, the boy, activated a piece of red stone and reached his hand towards it. The entertainment value of seeing him get shocked far outweighed the minor annoyance of someone else touching his red stone reserves. He had to admit, the speed...

Franklin eyed the newcomers, noting the fatigue and injuries. They'd probably been running for a while, which meant another raid. Which also meant they probably had lost another village. After locking eyes with Prim he understood the hidden message there. and as excited as he was for having...