Megan Cartright
"So...you all know about the situtation, so I won't bore you with it. I'm handling it as best I can, and I appreciate all the support, but unfortunately...this will be my last video for a while. I need time to myself. Thank you all, truly."
Whoever sent that letter was either...
Sam shrugs, downing the coffee in one fell sip.
"Mmm, yeah this tastes like shite, but whatever. Did you know that caffeine doesn't actually increase your energy? It just makes you forget you're tired, like...painkillers but for energy."
Cool...no one asked for that, but nice fact!
He...
Sam, despite his unusually stoic demeanor so far...blushed!? He blushed!? Someone ACTUALLY recognizing him...simultaneously humbled him and inflated his ego
"O-oh, you...know my channel? Well, er...thank you. I'm proud of it."
Obviously. Who makes cooking videos if they're not proud of their...
Sam frowned at Cyrus' insistence on being friends. Normally, he wouldn't mind. The problem was that it was founded on Sam's wealth. He wasn't crazy rich or anything, no need to break the guy's heart. "Eh, no need to get excited. I'm not huge or anything. It pays the bills, but I can't say I'm...
Sam turned to the table as he was talked to, calmly taking a plain English muffin and taking a large bite out of it. Breakfast first. He was HUNGRY.
He didn't even flinch at Cyrus' backhanded comment. He was used to it. Sam had no delusions of grandeur. That he was some megastar, and anyone who...
Sam was calm.
Scarily calm, actually.
You'd think he was some great religious thinker, on the path to enlightenment, with how calmly he was taking this. Being on a TV show, even one as trashy as this one, was extraordinarily rare. A chance few ever even dreamed of getting. And just by...
Samuel
"The early bird catches the worm." That's what Benjamin Franklin said.
Wait, no, that was William Camden...sorta similar, both death dudes from a few hundred years ago.
But Samuel would care.
He was already up. It took time to gussy up, and he'd rather die than show up not looking...
Ah...Saltspill. Founded almost two centuries ago to capitalize on the nearby salt quarry, Lady Luck seemed to always have it out for the town.
First was the fact the salt mines were infamously unstable. Collapses happened daily, often with little rhyme or reason. Expected, from a mining town...
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June was always a hectic month. For some reason, tourists think that going to the middle of a swamp in summer is a good idea, meaning the streets were crowded. And unfortunately, not everyone piled inside at night. The French Quarter was jam packed...
Man Without a Cause
Name: Mitsuo SHijimaβΊ Date: May 1st, 2022
βΊ Time: Noon
βΊ Location: Arcade β Hatagaya Suburbs, Tokyo
βΊ Scene: Ordinary People In Ordinary Situations
PARTNERS: @Blu
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The looks Mits gave Haru could cut diamonds. "Really? Did you really ask that?" The elder brother let out a...
Man Without a Cause
Mitsuo ShijimaβΊ Date: May 1st, 2022
βΊ Time: Noon
βΊ Location: Arcade β Hatagaya Suburbs, Tokyo
βΊ Scene: Ordinary People In Ordinary Situations
PARTNERS: @Blu
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Tokyo felt so weird now. Once, it was...oppressive. Every alley was a place to ambush, every skyscraper a...
Ben's right lens visibly squinted, simulating him arching an eyebrow. "Magic girl? Very descriptive...I uh...I don't think we can handle his...Hulk can break planets. Best I can do is web people to walls. I'm Spider-Man, by the way. You are?" He snapped his head just in time to see Nyx come into...
"Yeah Mom, I know. No, I'm not on a da-Mom I'm kinda busy right now! Yeah, sorry, sorry...I'll be home for dinner...yeah...love you too...bye."
Ben let out a sigh, putting his phone into his backpack as he leaned back. He knew being a superhero was hard but...Jesus. It was even harder when you...
Fang 1
Alexandrov and Marina
He smirked at Rylie's mention of Belkan air superiority, shrugging as he said, "Well, guess since it's Belka vs. Belka, they needed someone to break the stalemate, eh?" He still wasn't convinced this was some sort of grand elaborate plan or something. Half the wars...
The Grey Wolf
Brandon Stark
The old Stark as in fact turning to enter the hall when the Princess asked her question about Winterfell. And dare I say, you could almost see him grin. He pivoted back to the white haired girl, smiling ever so slightly as he replied, "Yes, actually. If you wish I...
Marina and Alexandrov
Raptor and Cub
"Okay, so there I was, caught red handed, about to get my ass kicked by a bunch of pissed off mercs. The problem was, I'd uh...already sold the goods. And the guy I fenced it to certain wasn't gonna ask for cheap. Man, they were pissed, I tell ya. Nearly...
The Grey Wolf
Brandon Stark
Brandon took to the cold the same way a fish took to water. They were inseparable, one couldn't really be the same without the other. But this cold felt...different. Empty, unfamiliar. It brought a bad taste to the Grey Wolf's mouth as he sat alone in the Godswood...
War always seemed so fun in the stories. In the ruins of the South during the Reconstruction, the little hope the broken Southerners could muster came from gallant tales of heroism. Of brave Confederate generals bravely standing against Northern aggression. They always made it out to be...