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Machine Gun Princess, day 23

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Machine Gun Princess, day 23

 One ice-blue evening at camp, Irenka and Osanna set up camp far out in the fields outside of Icemelt.  Irenka hacked down a small tree with her entrenching tool, more or less just to show off that she was good at it, and set up a nice warm campfire.  Osanna set up the tent and church-keyed open the first beer, taking a long, loving drought as Irenka worked her flint and tinder, catching the kindling alight and getting the flame started in earnest.  "Keep at it, almost there," Osanna said. With a few flaps of her blanket the kindling caught, licks of fire pressing up through the pile of logs.  "There we go," Irenka said.  She took a seat on

Machine Gun Princess, day 21

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Machine Gun Princess, day 21

 "...and how is Irena doing?" Devaraja said as he placed his Boiler piece on the queen's pawn.  The wargame was in its final rounds.  Agnieska's pieces were thoroughly scattered across the bard and Devaja's own were poised to rush her point and take it.  In a challenging game this would have taken an hour to set up.  Devaraja had the queen at his mercy in about ten minutes. "Oh, happy as she's ever been," Agnieska said, surveying the board and trying to suss out some way to disrupt his strategy.  Winning was out of the question.  She could never figure the guy out, but then, that's why she had him where he was.  "I think she's doing great fo

Machine Gun Princess, day 20

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Machine Gun Princess, day 20

 Time passes; this is what time does. Irenka took to her paints, and Osanna to her little life in the Flatlands. This is how it went: * * * Six in the morning, and bells chimed.  It was the end of the late shift for all the happy little workers of Mountainheart, and the start of the morning for the dayfolk.  It was the start of Irenka's morning, too, and oh, how painful it was to peel herself out of her bed.  She'd learned to love her stiff bunk, her lumpy bedroll.  Sleeping in a real bed was like sleeping with her head in heaven.  But the day waited, and the day would roll on without her. A brisk shower, changing into her day clothes, b

Machine Gun Princess, day 19: Some Notes on Magick

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Machine Gun Princess, day 19: Some Notes on Magick

 Some Notes on Magick Magic in its present form has only been practiced for about two centuries.  The spirit shepherds were aware of the existence of other worlds and realms of being before then, but only with the creation of the spirit stake were they able to do more than observe via the use of assorted powerful drugs. The spirit stake is created during a ritual undergone while on a particular mixture of alkaloid herbs and poisonous mushrooms.  Inspired carvings and designs link the stake to a specific spirit witnessed by the ritualist; from then on, when correctly hammered into a living creature at a focal point just above the navel, tha

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Machine Gun Princess, day 16

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Machine Gun Princess, day 16

 Out of the thirty-five men and women who tried their hand at getting a spirit bound to them, only four of them, counting Stawski, had managed to pass.  Everybody else had either hurt themseves or almost hurt somebody else.  This was about par for the course, Irenka had read.  Few were cut out for playing host to a spirit, and rumble worms were among the most docile and easy to control. Irenka only missed a week of training.  The saliva and surgery of the Dove ensured that Osanna was only bedridden a month, and back to light exercise for the first week back.  The overall effect, Irenka was startled to find, was minimal.  It just meant she ha

Machine Gun Princess, day 15: A History Lesson

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Machine Gun Princess, day 15: A History Lesson

 Równiny ("Flatland") began life as a small barony that split off from its home country following a peasant rebellion that had the backing of the knightly caste.  Even in its earliest days Równiny was unusually martially adept, training every able-bodied man and woman in the basics of combat in order to defend their fledgeling nation from invasion.  As time went on, they expanded their territory through conquest or revolution, spurring on secessions from other countries into Równiny territory on the promise of freedom from royal oppression. The country was a representative democracy with elaborate and cautiously bala
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Machine Gun Princess, day 23

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Machine Gun Princess, day 23

 One ice-blue evening at camp, Irenka and Osanna set up camp far out in the fields outside of Icemelt.  Irenka hacked down a small tree with her entrenching tool, more or less just to show off that she was good at it, and set up a nice warm campfire.  Osanna set up the tent and church-keyed open the first beer, taking a long, loving drought as Irenka worked her flint and tinder, catching the kindling alight and getting the flame started in earnest.  "Keep at it, almost there," Osanna said. With a few flaps of her blanket the kindling caught, licks of fire pressing up through the pile of logs.  "There we go," Irenka said.  She took a seat on

Machine Gun Princess, day 21

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Machine Gun Princess, day 21

 "...and how is Irena doing?" Devaraja said as he placed his Boiler piece on the queen's pawn.  The wargame was in its final rounds.  Agnieska's pieces were thoroughly scattered across the bard and Devaja's own were poised to rush her point and take it.  In a challenging game this would have taken an hour to set up.  Devaraja had the queen at his mercy in about ten minutes. "Oh, happy as she's ever been," Agnieska said, surveying the board and trying to suss out some way to disrupt his strategy.  Winning was out of the question.  She could never figure the guy out, but then, that's why she had him where he was.  "I think she's doing great fo

Machine Gun Princess, day 20

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Machine Gun Princess, day 20

 Time passes; this is what time does. Irenka took to her paints, and Osanna to her little life in the Flatlands. This is how it went: * * * Six in the morning, and bells chimed.  It was the end of the late shift for all the happy little workers of Mountainheart, and the start of the morning for the dayfolk.  It was the start of Irenka's morning, too, and oh, how painful it was to peel herself out of her bed.  She'd learned to love her stiff bunk, her lumpy bedroll.  Sleeping in a real bed was like sleeping with her head in heaven.  But the day waited, and the day would roll on without her. A brisk shower, changing into her day clothes, b

Machine Gun Princess, day 19: Some Notes on Magick

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Machine Gun Princess, day 19: Some Notes on Magick

 Some Notes on Magick Magic in its present form has only been practiced for about two centuries.  The spirit shepherds were aware of the existence of other worlds and realms of being before then, but only with the creation of the spirit stake were they able to do more than observe via the use of assorted powerful drugs. The spirit stake is created during a ritual undergone while on a particular mixture of alkaloid herbs and poisonous mushrooms.  Inspired carvings and designs link the stake to a specific spirit witnessed by the ritualist; from then on, when correctly hammered into a living creature at a focal point just above the navel, tha

Machine Gun Princess, day 18

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Machine Gun Princess, day 16

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Machine Gun Princess, day 16

 Out of the thirty-five men and women who tried their hand at getting a spirit bound to them, only four of them, counting Stawski, had managed to pass.  Everybody else had either hurt themseves or almost hurt somebody else.  This was about par for the course, Irenka had read.  Few were cut out for playing host to a spirit, and rumble worms were among the most docile and easy to control. Irenka only missed a week of training.  The saliva and surgery of the Dove ensured that Osanna was only bedridden a month, and back to light exercise for the first week back.  The overall effect, Irenka was startled to find, was minimal.  It just meant she ha

Machine Gun Princess, day 15: A History Lesson

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Machine Gun Princess, day 15: A History Lesson

 Równiny ("Flatland") began life as a small barony that split off from its home country following a peasant rebellion that had the backing of the knightly caste.  Even in its earliest days Równiny was unusually martially adept, training every able-bodied man and woman in the basics of combat in order to defend their fledgeling nation from invasion.  As time went on, they expanded their territory through conquest or revolution, spurring on secessions from other countries into Równiny territory on the promise of freedom from royal oppression. The country was a representative democracy with elaborate and cautiously bala

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31d: Destiny: Movie Night

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31d: Destiny: Movie Night

 Titania turned down the upscale housing afforded to Guardians because she had never been one for fancy abodes.  Hilde stayed in a tiny civilian's apartment because it was Titania's tiny civilian apartment.  Some nights, though, she contemplated badgering Titania about moving to a place with more leg room, or at least one closer to a Warlock library. Tonight, at least, they didn't need much space.  They huddled together on the fold-out couch and queued up a nice long playlist of old movies.  Hilde got first choice, which spiraled into all the choices, the first of which was flickering on the wall: We Never Talk Anymore.
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Wherein I Post After A Long Two Weeks

Wherein I Post After A Long Two Weeks

As you noticed, if you noticed, I sorta dropped the ball in those last days of NaNo.  This and that came up (primarily in the form of me getting my ass kicked at work and also having to wrestle with exactly what I wanted to happen later in the story) and I wound up losing the race completely.  But I got a huge block o' text down and a better grasp on the characters and setting, so I will be returning to MGP and finishin' it! note to self actually do that this time In the interim I'll be finishing Clio vs. Kayfabe and doing some other writin' junk in this and that variety!  But not tonight.  o lord anything but productivity now

A 31d Thought Declaration!

A 31d Thought Declaration!

I didn't get something up quiiiite every day, but I got up lots of stuff frequently!  And with a few more days to go and then NaNoWriMo, I like to think that I've made my return nice and secure.  It feels good to be back in the game. Clio vs. Kayfabe will continue into the NaNo month, I feel.  I'll try and get some drawin's put up every Wednesday or Thursday, keep you all up to date on my words per day, and try to get words per day without sleeping a million billion years like I've been the past week. Doot de doot, that's the tall and short of it~

The First Miss't Night

The First Miss't Night

I've had a good consistency thus far (desperate and flailing but good nonetheless)!  But today I slept forever after a fairly nasty previous night.  So hey.  Shiz happens. I'd have more to saaaaaay but in truth I just felt like putting something up even if it wasn't a deviation.  Words are going here!  Another set of words follows.

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MapleDeerHobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the watch.
Welcome kindly!
Yo, buddy. You still alive?
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Hey there! Hope all is well on your end of the metroplex :3
Thank you for the fave! :iconmoesmileplz:
No problem at all.