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Marlboro Man
Once an hour I
Go outside to kiss butts and
Slowly kill myself.
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Doomsday.
    I would like to start by saying in advance that I'm sorry, Joanne, if you even still remember that name. But anyone who wore the hat and chanted around a Skype fire was called to the cult. The Cult of passion and passive-aggression, the Cult of beauty and backstabbing, the Cult of comradery and corruption. Many of you have escaped, but those who remain probably don't even know you're trapped. You're test subjects in a maze with no prize waiting for you at the end. Rather, you navigate a labyrinth with nothing but your end at the hands of a Minotaur unless you find your way out. But some of you never will, and for at least the time being, don't want to.
    However, some of you have found ways out already, one way or another. For some of you, freedom was as painful as the truth of why you left. But it's always for the better at the end of the day. After all, it's better to live a truth where there's occasional pain than a lie where joy only comes out of believing
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A Faded and Fated Fan Fiction
Once upon a time, after his great adventures, Sepia was wondering what to do that week. He had picked up his life from where he left it and wanted to make something from it. Then all the sudden a strange woman appeared on Sepia's doorstep. She was hiden beneath a long cloak and had long brown nails on her fingers. Her dirty hair fluished down from beneath the cloak and she had glowing eyes!
"You are not who you think you are!" said the strange woman.
"What do you mean?" said Sepia
"You are not who you think you are," she said again with a mysterious crackling voice like a bad radio transmission.
"I still don't understand you?" said Sepia.
"Here, take this," she said and gave Sepia an alarmclock.
"Take this and give it to your parents or guardian, they will know what to do with it!"
And with that she disappeared before Sepia's eyes!
Sepia was confused but thought that he had to do something. But rather than going to his parents or guardian, Sepia decided to show it to Sir Twitt.
"Oh no,
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2017 in 50 Lines or Less
My characters hate me, it's such a shame
They're the c*** that comes when you call their name
Robot squids just can't have fun
D&D carols for The Spoony One
Evil insects that love looking dapper
dA poetry's gone down the crapper
I love you all, hope you feel the same
Two species and faces with one name
I almost went away last year
Nonsense drivel: it's what poets revere
I am a god, both kind and cold
Pictures emerge from within the code
Map a course and then diverge
Beat their threat with a magical surge
Halflings hate fluffy Kitsune tails
But don't mind dragging them down trails
Shamisen are strange instruments
Exposition for all ladies and gents
Kicked in the head and dragged away
Trek and smoke fantasy weed everyday
Your survival skills leave much to be desired
Sing like an angel before you get mired
Walk through muck and try not to scream
Venture to town with a marvelous team
Cross-examined in a Zone of Truth
We're your nightmares, you want proof?
The Sylph will find you at the
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Faded and Fated, Chapter 30
    “Two Parties of Two”
    At the exact same time and for similar but different reasons, both Sepia and Tixtapa exclaimed, “What?!” In a fit of desperation and fury, the Kitsune bolted up the stairs and found herself face to face with the unarmed, weeping woman who had seconds earlier been her and Sepia’s judge. Once standing back above ground, Tixtapa calmly yet frantically looked for anything she could use as a possible means of defense if the need arose. However, she could only stare down Couar with frightened and resentful eyes. She kept staring at the human in green while she hissed and took a small step towards her, “Listen to me… I know you’re scared right now. And with the way you were talking just now, you scared me, too. But I’m not a witch, okay?! I’m just a Kitsune who lies too much for her own good…”
    After a couple panting
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Faded and Fated, Chapter 29
    “The Truth Comes Out”
    As the pair of heroes carried their fallen partner through the streets of Whitewood, the duo of Sepia and Tixtapa found themselves sweating in the fruit cellar underneath the tavern. However, the transformed Ratfolk had to restrain his confusion-induced worry over the beads of salt water coming out of his skin. Rolling her eyes and instinctively panting with her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth, Tixtapa quietly moaned, “Look, I know it’s a new feeling to you, ratboy, but it’s called ‘sweating.’ It’s what races with skin tend to do when it gets hot.”
    “I know what sweat is and what causes it,” Sepia grumbled, “but that doesn’t stop me from being not comfortable with it. And that’s not all, because I don’t think my entire body is supposed to ache when I sweat…”
   
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Faded and Fated, Chapter 28
    “Interlude of Light”
    While Sepia, Tixtapa, and Petti fought and slain Madam Rahal before hiding in the woods off the path to Whitewood and the last surviving crew member of The Rouge Orca had made his escape attempt, the four remaining members of the Light Brigade had retrieved the defiled body of their fallen compatriot. After wrapping his body in cloth and being ever on the lookout for Montague Sans, the Light Brigade at last had a moment to sit down and discuss the future.
    After spending a solemn and silent night at a different inn, Sir Twitt stated with a sigh as the four began to gather their belongings at the stables, “The past day has certainly been… an eye-opener for me. Where did we go so wrong? At what point did we stop being heroes for the people of Lightfall and start being slaves for a pirate?”
    While Twitt stroked the muzzle of his hor
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Faded and Fated, Chapter 27
    “Welcome to Whitewood”
    Guided through the woods and brush in near-silence by Couar, the duo of Sepia and Tixtapa could only wonder to themselves about different things. While Tixtapa solemnly thought of what could have happened to the once-thriving town, Sepia’s only thought was how much longer he would be able to pull off the guise of being a Gnome. All the while, they closely followed the true human in the green dress while apprehensively wondering about her village’s relationship with Glau.
    When the trio had finally cleared the woodland and found themselves in a grassy clearing, Couar turned back to Sepia and Tixtapa before quietly stating, “We’re not far from Whitewood. Just follow my lead, and only speak when spoken to; in fact, let me explain everything I can, alright? Trust me, it’s for the best that they not have to ask too many questions; when they do, they
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Faded and Fated: Evil Interlude #3
    “Mistakes were Made”
    It was just before dawn when a Hobgoblin woke up. With a candle in his hand, he went to the window of his room in the gothic mansion that he for the time being called “home.” Unlatching and gently pushing open a window, he looked out at the ocean to the south and deeply inhaled through his nose. After waiting for a few moments he blew out the candle and set it on a table away from the window and took another long sniff of the outside world.
    The Hobgoblin could smell much more than any typical humanoid could have attempted to; the salt of the ocean, the foliage of the forest to the west, the miserable humans in the village below to the south, and other common smells that were of no consequence to him… except for the unique odors of a Ratfolk and a Kitsune and blood from somewhere down the trail.
    What concerned him was that it was human
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Faded and Fated, Chapter 26
    “Deceit of Races”
    With an eye twitching and trying to control his tone, Sepia replied, “Wait, what?! How are you going to do that? Are you sure I’ll change back? And how does this fit into your plan? I have a lot of questions right now, Tix!”
    As Sepia ranted, Tixtapa closed her eyes and morphed her body into her human form. Before Sepia could ask any additional questions, the now-human Tixtapa asked her ratlike companion, “Are you any good at acting?”
    Sepia grunted, “I guess, maybe? But does this have anything to do with changing me into a Gnome?”
    Tixtapa replied, “Everything,” before pausing to listen for the supposed newcomer some more. “After all that’s happened in the past couple-few days, would you rather go into town as someone they might recognize immediately, or in disguise? I
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Faded and Fated, Chapter 25
    “Where Not to Go”
    Sepia awoke just before sunrise with a start; something was tugging on his cloak. Without making a noise, he rolled slightly to examine the source and found Tixtapa pulling it over as a blanket in a seemingly impulsive way. After a moment or two of recollection as to how they ended up in the position they did, Sepia quietly sighed and unbuttoned his cloak and laid it on the ground next to the shivering Kitsune. Although Tixtapa was clearly still asleep, she pulled the cloak over her and unconsciously wrapped herself in it.
    As Sepia crawled out of the natural tent to stretch and yawn, he could feel something crumple under his boot as he stepped out. Leaned down to pick up examine what he had stepped on; it was certainly parchment of some sort, but couldn’t make out what was written or drawn on it in the twilight. However, he noticed something else on the ground next to the
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Faded and Fated, Chapter 24
    “Two-way Interrogations”
    The moment the Elf had finished his question, Sepia and Tixtapa abruptly looked away from each other and their gazes drifted to the ground.
    “Hurm…” Petti grunted, “I can tell that this is going to be difficult. So how about I make you two an offer: both of you each gets to ask me a question, but only after I get an answer to onew of my own.” There was a short, uncomfortable pause before Tixtapa groaned to Sepia, “What do you think, ratboy? Should we take him up on his offer? I mean, there’s a ton of questions I want answered, and most of them involve this guy.”
    Sepia snorted, “If you say so, Tixie. But things better not go wrong.” Making sure that Petti could hear him, Sepia continued with, “I mean, this bard here gives me some weird feelings.”
    Petti smi
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Faded and Fated, Chapter 23
    “Shadows and Security”
    As the sun had almost completely set and night began to creep upon the trail, Petti guided the Ratfolk and Kitsune through the thick forest northeast of Edgewater. Ushering them to move faster with each passing moment, Sepia and Tixtapa had only marginal difficulty seeing their way through the ever-darkening forest; ‘Sometimes animal ancestry pays off,’ Sepia thought as he was guided through the brush and trees by Petti with Tixtapa close behind.
    After less than an hour of rushed hiking through the dark and damp woodlands, even the pair of animal people had begun to lose sight of where they were going; but even more concerning was they didn’t know where they were at the moment. Keeping her voice at a whisper, Tixtapa called to Petti, “Hey, we need to stop for a second, because I doubt any of us knows which way is forward at this point.”
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Faded and Fated: Evil Interlude #2
    “Distress Call”
    The entire time Madam Rahal was chasing after the two animal-people whom she had a vendetta for, a third animal-person was cursing, squirming, and crawling through the corridors of The Rouge Orca. Captain Montague Sans, with half of his face burnt off by the alchemist’s acid bomb, kept the left side of his face covered with one of his clawed hands and the other against the wall of the interior as finally stood up. After eventually working his way to his talons and beginning to stagger down the halls of the ship, the Tengu wearily thought to himself, ‘The Madam will make that little fucker pay for this…! Now, all I have to do is find that worthless Ritt, regroup with Madam Rahal, and get the hell out of this Hicktown. But I hope the Madam brings that little shit-sucker back alive; I want him to look at what he did to me before he dies!’
    At length, Mon
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Faded and Fated, Chapter 22
    “The Rundown”
    Petti gestured to the rickety cart drawn by the now-almost galloping horse and carrying the mystical Kitsune just as the trio had cleared the gates. He flatly said to Sepia, “Listen to me: Rahal is going to catch up with us soon. Now get back there and get ready to defend.”
    Sepia stammered, “Hey, w-wait a second! First off, how did you find me? For that matter, how did you find Tix? And finally, defend what? I have a load of questions again!”
    “And there’s no time to answer any of them right now,” Petti growled, “now get back there, and get your crossbow ready.” He then turned his attention to Tixtapa and gruffly asked, “Do you have any kind of spell that could shield us from that blunderbuss? Because she doesn’t really have to aim once she’s in sight of us.”
    
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You look at the profile of some strange creature who addresses himself as ReverendAspen and wonder, "Who is this guy, and what brings him here?"
Upon investigation, he through inaction tells you that he's a passionate yet so-so writer from Minnesota, USA with a desire to one day be a true raconteur. He goes on that he also makes plushie dolls, takes the occasional photograph, and may or may not dress up as characters from popular fandoms (although he admits that the latter three aren't his strengths).
With a grimace, he admits to you that he's also a paranoid, cynical pit of self-loathing but hopes to learn to trust people right away. Despite this, he knows that he's a submissive pushover that will fold an argument like a bad poker hand once you do gain his trust. To this day, he is still searching for the happy medium between "trust no one" and "let people walk all over him."
As if to awkwardly change the subject, he abruptly rattles off his quirks and hobbies. He explains that his favorite pastimes are talking to his comrades on Discord, reading books by authors he admits are much better than him, and saying the curiously subjective phrase, "I like listening to good music".
You soon learn that he lives with his cat Wheatley in a small apartment in the middle of downtown. He confesses that he is a caffeine addict and former smoker. This man seems to care little for politics, save for human rights. And he is most apparently a casual furry.
So here you sit, knowing with either satisfaction, disgust, or something in between that you've met That Rabbit in the Hat, "Reverend" Chris Aspen.

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Journal Entry: Fri Aug 10, 2018, 7:30 PM


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I can't even believe I'm making this journal. But my friend AlfaFilly recently revealed a lot of scrapped ideas for her comic, The Selection, and it got me thinking about all the awful, awful things I've scrapped from my own universe. And the thing is, I don't even know where to start with this. There is so, SO MUCH that's different in my universe that it was when I first began, it's mind-blowing to me. So I'm going to start chronologically, with the earliest story to take place, and the first difference in between then and now: The Hazards of Unity...

Bullet; Black ...was formerly known as The Pheasant War Diaries. And of all the stories in the Maelstronian Universe, this one is possibly the most different than its original draft. And it goes well beyond the name.
Bullet; Black In its original form, the story revolved around an alien race from a FOURTH planet that wasn't even in the Maelstronian Alliance. It was home to a race of gorilla-wolf-bear-things called the Kahmerians, which have been recycled for a future NaNo novel, The Leviathan. The Kahmerians came in peace but prepared for war, and to study the Alliance and give even more advanced technology than they originally had. Natrually, the Maelstronians had to be dicks about this new alien race's presence and for some reason I can't remember (likely out of xenophobia), drew first blood. And, of course, war started between the three planets (Maelstronia, Demosac, and Syrinon) and the Kahmerians.
Bullet; Black As an aside, the defunct planet of Syrinon was a planet of two races, both called the Syrinonians because I ran out of fancy-sounding and stupidly complex names. They were based on Arctic Hares and Wolves with iguana tails that lived on a Dagobah-like swamp planet. They were even more xenophobic than the Maelstronians. It was also the planet that spawned the characters of the distempered wolf-like King Darcai (more on him in as future journal) and his somehow hare-like daughter, Princess Milians. Darcai has yet to be recycled (sorry Filly), but Millie is still a prominent character in The Rosenrot Conspiracy as a rabbit-like race native to Maelstronia, which I'll get to on a later date.
Bullet; Black In The Story Formerly Known as The Pheasant War Diaries, the "hero" was a man named Captain Herrando Goblez (formerly Hernando Gomez). In his original form, he was a prick, but for different reasons, and in much, MUCH worse ways. He was originally a villain in TRC who would kill people in a "Most Dangerous Game" fashion in his jungle property. He was also a pedophile, because he wasn't unlikable ENOUGH. What's worse is that the story was about HIM, and not, you know, ANY OF THE PEOPLE HE VIOLATED BECAUSE WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING ASPEN??
Bullet; Black On the subject of the title, it was changed to The Hazards of Unity for a number of reason, not the least of which being the in-story origin of of the name. On Syrinon, there was a species of game bird called the Moor Pheasant which was hunted to extinction. It got this name because a Syrinonian soldier compared fighting the Kahmerians to the extermination of the birds.
Bullet; Black The Demosacans had future tech that that on-par with Maelstronia (more on that in the future), including Demosacan Combat Drones. That is, bipedal robots with a chain gun on one of the arms. Of course, the robots were unwieldy, and eventually had to be hit with an EMP wave, which almost took Demosac out of the war and left Maelstronia to sweep up.
Bullet; Black They swept up with nuclear weapons. Naturally, the Kahmerians surrendered to firepower like that, and they were forced to retreat to elsewhere in the universe. Any one of them that decided to stay (like Salendria 5-7-2, whose reference is currently in storage because reasons), essentially became slave labor. Because that's how justice works, right? RIGHT??

I'm sure there's more to The Hazards of Unity than that, but I can't remember any more of note and I'm pretty tired right now. So I hope you got a laugh and/or a cringe out of this, for whatever purpose it serves. Next time is The Countess of Demosac, and the story of Countess Marciannah.
And Princess Milians. Wait what?

Fight on forever. Or you know, don't,
~R. C. A.



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Why is is just now, after both of us being on here for 10 years, that I finally run into you? Your work is amazing!
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OMG Revvy, thank you SO much for the Core!! :hug: :love: man you're awesome ;v;
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I'm late to the party but I hope you had a wonderful birthday! Have your cake and eat it tooHug  
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Happy Birthday! :hug::party::iconyummycakeplz: Hope you had a great day :')
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