Poster III
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“Oh? Then is Lieutenant Nakara particularly scholarly?”
“Have you talked to her even once? She’s the most cartoonish communist you’ll ever see.”
“I see.” Elena felt mildly intimidated. A real scholar of Mordecai-Jayansakarist thought.
“Have you talked to her even once? She’s the most cartoonish communist you’ll ever see.”
“I see.” Elena felt mildly intimidated. A real scholar of Mordecai-Jayansakarist thought.
December 2, 2025 at 11:58 PM
“Oh? Then is Lieutenant Nakara particularly scholarly?”
“Have you talked to her even once? She’s the most cartoonish communist you’ll ever see.”
“I see.” Elena felt mildly intimidated. A real scholar of Mordecai-Jayansakarist thought.
“Have you talked to her even once? She’s the most cartoonish communist you’ll ever see.”
“I see.” Elena felt mildly intimidated. A real scholar of Mordecai-Jayansakarist thought.
But Hunters– Wizard III would have classed them as abject failures. They had a myriad problems. Too greedy, cowardly and perverted. They were easily distracted because of their immense curiosity and intense desires.
December 2, 2025 at 10:57 PM
But Hunters– Wizard III would have classed them as abject failures. They had a myriad problems. Too greedy, cowardly and perverted. They were easily distracted because of their immense curiosity and intense desires.
“She’s too modest.” Karuniya said. “We haven’t met. I’m Karuniya Nakara.”
Murati was shocked to hear that surname in that place.
Murati was shocked to hear that surname in that place.
December 2, 2025 at 9:57 PM
“She’s too modest.” Karuniya said. “We haven’t met. I’m Karuniya Nakara.”
Murati was shocked to hear that surname in that place.
Murati was shocked to hear that surname in that place.
Shalikova begged and pleaded and cried for the sword’s deadly jaws–
Her eyes welled up hot vapor streaming from her tears–
If she could only sever that arm– she could stop all of this–
“I understand, Zasha! I understand now! I just need a little more strength!”
Her eyes welled up hot vapor streaming from her tears–
If she could only sever that arm– she could stop all of this–
“I understand, Zasha! I understand now! I just need a little more strength!”
December 2, 2025 at 8:57 PM
Shalikova begged and pleaded and cried for the sword’s deadly jaws–
Her eyes welled up hot vapor streaming from her tears–
If she could only sever that arm– she could stop all of this–
“I understand, Zasha! I understand now! I just need a little more strength!”
Her eyes welled up hot vapor streaming from her tears–
If she could only sever that arm– she could stop all of this–
“I understand, Zasha! I understand now! I just need a little more strength!”
For a moment Khadija stewed in how much she hated that in her mind’s eye, the Red Baron’s face was coming to resemble her own. In total silence, she tried hard to put the image out of her mind.
December 2, 2025 at 7:55 PM
For a moment Khadija stewed in how much she hated that in her mind’s eye, the Red Baron’s face was coming to resemble her own. In total silence, she tried hard to put the image out of her mind.
“I’m sorry Homa. I never took good care of you. I even– when I saw you in the suit– I even thought it would be nice to sleep with you. I’m a rotten woman, Homa. I am destined for the fire. You are a treasure that Allah sent to me.”
December 2, 2025 at 6:52 PM
“I’m sorry Homa. I never took good care of you. I even– when I saw you in the suit– I even thought it would be nice to sleep with you. I’m a rotten woman, Homa. I am destined for the fire. You are a treasure that Allah sent to me.”
Despite this, Zachikova enjoyed the closeness to some degree— but would never admit it.
And her profession required her to exercise a certain, healthy degree of paranoia.
Paranoia was not a dealbreaker for Zachikova.
And her profession required her to exercise a certain, healthy degree of paranoia.
Paranoia was not a dealbreaker for Zachikova.
December 2, 2025 at 5:52 PM
Despite this, Zachikova enjoyed the closeness to some degree— but would never admit it.
And her profession required her to exercise a certain, healthy degree of paranoia.
Paranoia was not a dealbreaker for Zachikova.
And her profession required her to exercise a certain, healthy degree of paranoia.
Paranoia was not a dealbreaker for Zachikova.
Had she been on her own Shalikova would have simply sank further into her own morbid thoughts. Maryam had been so kind to her.
In her absence, the world felt suddenly emptier, both in the hangar and in Shalikova’s heart…
In her absence, the world felt suddenly emptier, both in the hangar and in Shalikova’s heart…
December 2, 2025 at 4:52 PM
Had she been on her own Shalikova would have simply sank further into her own morbid thoughts. Maryam had been so kind to her.
In her absence, the world felt suddenly emptier, both in the hangar and in Shalikova’s heart…
In her absence, the world felt suddenly emptier, both in the hangar and in Shalikova’s heart…
“You’d be dead, obviously.”
“You don’t want me to die?” They locked eyes briefly.
Nagavanshi closed and opened her fists, balled up at her sides. She narrowed her eyes.
“If this is a joke you’re making, I’m not amused by it.”
“You don’t want me to die?” They locked eyes briefly.
Nagavanshi closed and opened her fists, balled up at her sides. She narrowed her eyes.
“If this is a joke you’re making, I’m not amused by it.”
December 2, 2025 at 3:52 PM
“You’d be dead, obviously.”
“You don’t want me to die?” They locked eyes briefly.
Nagavanshi closed and opened her fists, balled up at her sides. She narrowed her eyes.
“If this is a joke you’re making, I’m not amused by it.”
“You don’t want me to die?” They locked eyes briefly.
Nagavanshi closed and opened her fists, balled up at her sides. She narrowed her eyes.
“If this is a joke you’re making, I’m not amused by it.”
An impossibly fast instant, and Zozia felt an overwhelming helplessness shaking her to her core.
King’s Gaze.
Zozia stared powerless at the woman, her knees shaking until she could no longer stand.
King’s Gaze.
Zozia stared powerless at the woman, her knees shaking until she could no longer stand.
December 2, 2025 at 2:52 PM
An impossibly fast instant, and Zozia felt an overwhelming helplessness shaking her to her core.
King’s Gaze.
Zozia stared powerless at the woman, her knees shaking until she could no longer stand.
King’s Gaze.
Zozia stared powerless at the woman, her knees shaking until she could no longer stand.
“Do you believe in something like fate then?”
“I guess I believe in luck.”
“I see! Then it was lucky that we met.” Maryam said.
“I guess I believe in luck.”
“I see! Then it was lucky that we met.” Maryam said.
December 2, 2025 at 1:51 PM
“Do you believe in something like fate then?”
“I guess I believe in luck.”
“I see! Then it was lucky that we met.” Maryam said.
“I guess I believe in luck.”
“I see! Then it was lucky that we met.” Maryam said.
“Don’t I get to refuse huh?” Alex Geninov shouted back. “Why is it only an order for me!”
“You’re not doing anything presently, Geninov.” Aaliyah raised her own voice too.
“Oh great, mom and dad are shouting now?”
“You’re not doing anything presently, Geninov.” Aaliyah raised her own voice too.
“Oh great, mom and dad are shouting now?”
December 2, 2025 at 12:47 PM
“Don’t I get to refuse huh?” Alex Geninov shouted back. “Why is it only an order for me!”
“You’re not doing anything presently, Geninov.” Aaliyah raised her own voice too.
“Oh great, mom and dad are shouting now?”
“You’re not doing anything presently, Geninov.” Aaliyah raised her own voice too.
“Oh great, mom and dad are shouting now?”
She was pale, bloodlessly pale, and wore an ornate robe, closely fitted to her lean frame, with sleeves and a hem that both looked like streamers of greyed skin peeled from some creature.
December 2, 2025 at 11:45 AM
She was pale, bloodlessly pale, and wore an ornate robe, closely fitted to her lean frame, with sleeves and a hem that both looked like streamers of greyed skin peeled from some creature.
Hudson’s joking threat had gotten the absolute worst rise out of her.
It had been stupid– but she could not have stood by for that Homa girl to be victimized.
Not on a whim– not on anyone’s whim. Kalika would not tolerate an innocent to be hurt.
It had been stupid– but she could not have stood by for that Homa girl to be victimized.
Not on a whim– not on anyone’s whim. Kalika would not tolerate an innocent to be hurt.
December 2, 2025 at 10:42 AM
Hudson’s joking threat had gotten the absolute worst rise out of her.
It had been stupid– but she could not have stood by for that Homa girl to be victimized.
Not on a whim– not on anyone’s whim. Kalika would not tolerate an innocent to be hurt.
It had been stupid– but she could not have stood by for that Homa girl to be victimized.
Not on a whim– not on anyone’s whim. Kalika would not tolerate an innocent to be hurt.
A moment later, a little banner on the screen notified her of a message.
Homa flicked her finger at the banner–
And found a mail, consisting of nothing but a black heart, sent by Imani Hadžić.
Homa flicked her finger at the banner–
And found a mail, consisting of nothing but a black heart, sent by Imani Hadžić.
December 2, 2025 at 9:43 AM
A moment later, a little banner on the screen notified her of a message.
Homa flicked her finger at the banner–
And found a mail, consisting of nothing but a black heart, sent by Imani Hadžić.
Homa flicked her finger at the banner–
And found a mail, consisting of nothing but a black heart, sent by Imani Hadžić.
Avaritia smiled. She reached out and stroked Wizard III’s cheek.
“Wizard III of the Second Sphere.” Avaritia said. “Do you know who I am?”
“Um– of course– you’re our most exalted flesh, Enforcer I of the First Sphere.”
“Wizard III of the Second Sphere.” Avaritia said. “Do you know who I am?”
“Um– of course– you’re our most exalted flesh, Enforcer I of the First Sphere.”
December 2, 2025 at 8:43 AM
Avaritia smiled. She reached out and stroked Wizard III’s cheek.
“Wizard III of the Second Sphere.” Avaritia said. “Do you know who I am?”
“Um– of course– you’re our most exalted flesh, Enforcer I of the First Sphere.”
“Wizard III of the Second Sphere.” Avaritia said. “Do you know who I am?”
“Um– of course– you’re our most exalted flesh, Enforcer I of the First Sphere.”
Pings on the sonar heralded the continuation of a long and bitter hatred.
December 2, 2025 at 7:39 AM
Pings on the sonar heralded the continuation of a long and bitter hatred.
Born Astra Palaiologos; became Norn and then Norn von Fueller.
Created in Katarre in a bid to end the desperate struggle there.
Holding her beloved close, Norn felt like a person made in heaven instead of a vat.
Created in Katarre in a bid to end the desperate struggle there.
Holding her beloved close, Norn felt like a person made in heaven instead of a vat.
December 2, 2025 at 6:36 AM
Born Astra Palaiologos; became Norn and then Norn von Fueller.
Created in Katarre in a bid to end the desperate struggle there.
Holding her beloved close, Norn felt like a person made in heaven instead of a vat.
Created in Katarre in a bid to end the desperate struggle there.
Holding her beloved close, Norn felt like a person made in heaven instead of a vat.
“Women can be husbands! And cold and mean as the river Cocytus! As you demonstrate!”
“Being called frigid and mean really puts me in the mood to indulge my needy fiancé.”
“Being called frigid and mean really puts me in the mood to indulge my needy fiancé.”
December 2, 2025 at 5:38 AM
“Women can be husbands! And cold and mean as the river Cocytus! As you demonstrate!”
“Being called frigid and mean really puts me in the mood to indulge my needy fiancé.”
“Being called frigid and mean really puts me in the mood to indulge my needy fiancé.”
Rather than the red rings of the power her eyes were now lined by a distorted snowflake fractal pattern glowing like a rainbow, while trails of icy white aura billowing from her empowered body gave her an appearance of horns and a tail that billowed like white candlefire.
December 2, 2025 at 4:36 AM
Rather than the red rings of the power her eyes were now lined by a distorted snowflake fractal pattern glowing like a rainbow, while trails of icy white aura billowing from her empowered body gave her an appearance of horns and a tail that billowed like white candlefire.
Adelheid saw their lips meet for the briefest instant as if to kiss– before Hunter III’s teeth bit down through the cheeks, the jaws, crushing Obermeyer’s teeth and tongue and– she turned away, her stomach turning over, unable to bear the sight of this violence.
December 2, 2025 at 3:36 AM
Adelheid saw their lips meet for the briefest instant as if to kiss– before Hunter III’s teeth bit down through the cheeks, the jaws, crushing Obermeyer’s teeth and tongue and– she turned away, her stomach turning over, unable to bear the sight of this violence.
Set atop a small hill and accompanied by a humble garden patch that lay fallow, a gazebo and an old and makeshift schoolhouse made of logs– there was a manor house, consisting of two stories, two small wings and a simple façade connecting them.
December 2, 2025 at 2:38 AM
Set atop a small hill and accompanied by a humble garden patch that lay fallow, a gazebo and an old and makeshift schoolhouse made of logs– there was a manor house, consisting of two stories, two small wings and a simple façade connecting them.
“Hmm. Would it help if you think of it as the product of our money?” Olesya winked.
“I don’t feel guilty. I really appreciate it, Olesya. I’ve just been in a funk about rubles.”
“Aren’t we all? But we should still celebrate. We can be sad and poor, or happy and poor.”
“I don’t feel guilty. I really appreciate it, Olesya. I’ve just been in a funk about rubles.”
“Aren’t we all? But we should still celebrate. We can be sad and poor, or happy and poor.”
December 2, 2025 at 1:37 AM
“Hmm. Would it help if you think of it as the product of our money?” Olesya winked.
“I don’t feel guilty. I really appreciate it, Olesya. I’ve just been in a funk about rubles.”
“Aren’t we all? But we should still celebrate. We can be sad and poor, or happy and poor.”
“I don’t feel guilty. I really appreciate it, Olesya. I’ve just been in a funk about rubles.”
“Aren’t we all? But we should still celebrate. We can be sad and poor, or happy and poor.”
Every place where she ever tread. If she tread enough, there would be a mark left.
Every person who saw her, whom she saw. There would be a mark left on them.
In time they would all return to the dust.
Every person who saw her, whom she saw. There would be a mark left on them.
In time they would all return to the dust.
December 2, 2025 at 12:37 AM
Every place where she ever tread. If she tread enough, there would be a mark left.
Every person who saw her, whom she saw. There would be a mark left on them.
In time they would all return to the dust.
Every person who saw her, whom she saw. There would be a mark left on them.
In time they would all return to the dust.
The Lion’s Strelok also turned to face it. She was seeing it too, the explosion of colors.
And the glowing outline of the Jagdkaiser and the Cheka locked in combat within them.
Furious reds, evil-feeling black, and the texture of an open wound in the middle of the sea.
And the glowing outline of the Jagdkaiser and the Cheka locked in combat within them.
Furious reds, evil-feeling black, and the texture of an open wound in the middle of the sea.
December 1, 2025 at 11:35 PM
The Lion’s Strelok also turned to face it. She was seeing it too, the explosion of colors.
And the glowing outline of the Jagdkaiser and the Cheka locked in combat within them.
Furious reds, evil-feeling black, and the texture of an open wound in the middle of the sea.
And the glowing outline of the Jagdkaiser and the Cheka locked in combat within them.
Furious reds, evil-feeling black, and the texture of an open wound in the middle of the sea.