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Chiaroscuro 10.1
The world shook. No, someone shook me. The shreds of something that seemed meaningful at the time slipped away the moment I opened my eyes to see Sean crouched over me. No, Guardian Angel. He still glowed faintly, though it … Continue reading
Posted in Chiaroscuro, Uncategorized
Tagged Dark Archon, Guardian Angel, Jamisson, Locus, Randwulf, Shadow
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Eclipse 9.6
The street outside had been transformed into a battleground by Mafic and Felsic, making it difficult for the stolen SWAT vans to approach. Their reinforced wheels trundled over the thorn-covered metal vines that stretched across the street like spike strips, … Continue reading
Posted in Eclipse
Tagged Dark Archon, Dr. Mind, Felsic, Guardian Angel, Jamisson, Locus, Lumen, Mafic, Randwulf, Ransom, Seep, Shadow
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Dagon part 3
The police at the mobile barricade marking the edge of the nightmare area cheered for Guardian Angel, Tipping Point, Basilisk, and Pitfall as they emerged from the devastation. A rush of wind accompanied the appearance of Jet, followed moments later … Continue reading
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Tagged Basilisk, Guardian Angel, Jamisson, Pitfall, Randwulf, Tipping Point, Translocator, Voraussicht
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Dagon
One month ago Randwulf floated in the air where he was suspended by Davy Jones’ power, ragged clothes rippling in intangible currents. He drifted like a man underwater, only his head above the surface. He dropped the armful of supplies … Continue reading
Cold Feet 5.3
Paragon and Guardian Angel crouched side-by-side on the roof of the warehouse, watching the door across the street. The waves from the ocean crashed faintly in the frigid dusk air. “This is not quite what I expected, Guardian Angel said. … Continue reading