《Friendly Sex {{ GeorgeNotFound }}》THIRTY-THREE: irl
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MCC was only a few days away, that Saturday she'd be in front of hundreds of thousands of people from forty different streams. That scared her. The idea that it wasn't only her own viewers that would see her, but also people that have no idea who she was. That this would be their first impression of her.
Astrid had had to buy some of that horrible tasting stuff to put on your nails to stop her from biting them, reminding her of her early childhood a bit too much. It was childish, sure, but really worked for her - for a few days. Now, however, much like it had in her childhood, the taste didn't bother her much and wasn't really stopping her from biting them.
Dream had suggested getting her nails done, but with the upcoming Minecraft competition and how she'd need to type specifically put her against the idea. If anything was gonna stop her from doing good, it definitely wasn't going to be fake nails.
He'd even offered to pay for them, jokingly suggesting she got little dream blobs on the ring fingers to support the team. She had laughed at that, considering doing it, with each finger being a different member of the team. But maybe that would have been overkill.
Also, she doubted George would like to see her nails with, not only his best friend, but a minor whilst they had their fun. It most definitely would ruin the mood.
But still, it kept her mind off of her nerves, even only for a short time. Unfortunately, her nerves were also taking her mind off of other things. She hadn't seen George in almost two weeks, spending every spare minute she had practicing. The number of times she'd done the same jumps just to fail them in the end was embarrassing.
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"Almost there" Dream's voice spoke in her ear, forever encouraging.
"I know I can do it, I've done it before" she was mostly speaking to herself, convincing herself that this was easy, she'd done it a thousand and one times so messing up now, this close to the game day, was insane.
Niki told her she was overtraining, that by now she was so good at parkour she could only go down. It was niceties, she knew the blonde was only saying it to be encouraging, but it still helped.
"So you can definitely do it again!" His voice cheered her on, his green body flying around her head as she got back to the beginning, jumping from one to the other before getting to the block she'd just missed, falling just short of it once again.
"One more time, one more time" he continued, speaking louder to be heard over her heavy sighing.
"Last time, then we're moving on"
"What, no, you can't give up"
"I'm not giving up," she assured, "I'm just moving on and I'll come back later"
"Okay, okay" he sat back in his chair, the little squeak well known to her by now, "just one more time, then you can move on"
She didn't reply, egging herself on silently as she set off again, this time, however, she didn't stop on the block before she used her pent-up speed to keep going, finally reaching the block.
"Yes!" He almost screamed as she kept going, making it all to the end, "amazing! I knew you could do it"
She just couldn't stop smiling, her chair goes flying as she stands up, jumping around her room and shouting, the boy on the other side of the call, and the world, shouting just as loud.
He'd been there the whole way, this was just as much his achievement as it was hers, he maybe wanted it even more than she did.
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In all the excitement her phone was thrown to the floor, she didn't even bother to pick it up, too enthralled in the game, in talking to Dream for endless hours.
She hadn't even noticed the message sat on her home screen, a message that she wished she had seen, missing the time she spent with George more than ever.
But this was important, she didn't want to look like an idiot live on stream, and if that meant spending, admittedly a bit too much, time with Dream. Then that's what she'd do.
And if she just so happened to gain a new friend throughout the experience, then that was just an added plus.
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Written: 5th October 2022
Published: 17th October 2022
Sorry it took so long!!! I've been busy and just didn't want to write lol
Thank you for 100k!! Woo
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The Silver Mana - Book 1: Initiate
I used to be a healthy, young guy with a normal life - I had a career planned in professional soccer, a girlfriend, lots of hobbies, and loads of fun. Until the accident. Which changed my life. A few years later I had adjusted to my new reality, adjusted to being in a wheelchair, adjusted to having someone take care of me 24/7. And then the world changed. Old people and kids did not make it. And neither was I supposed to make it. But never count me out. If anything, I am tenacious. This new world was different. People could do magic. And there were monsters. And what about me? I had mana as well, silver mana. Which no one else seemed to have. The only problem was, I did not know what to do with it. Until I really needed to. Author's note: This is the rewrite of Silver Mana. The first bunch of chapters (until I will have caught up to level 2 of the dungeon) should be quite familiar to people that have read the original. There are some changes in content, but the story follows the original fairly closely for at least the first 150-200 pages. Most of the changes are in the writing, and some of the details of how things work. A few of the side characters get a bit more attention too. Some general comments to avoid disappointment: 1. The MC likes to swear. If you object to reading the word "fuck" at least once and usually multiple times each chapter don't read the book. "Fuck" is such a great, allencompassing word... fuck that; what the fuck?; fuck me! Fuck! one word, expressing so many nuances. And, frankly, the people I know that use fuck as a swear word.. they often use it a lot. 2. If you are looking for immediate progression, rapid advancement of the story, etc.... read another book. This one takes a bit. 3. I am NOT Pirateaba (who is writing The Wandering Inn) or anyone close to that level of productivity. If you expect to read 10k words every 3 days, or even just once a week... sorry. I've got a busy life. This is for fun, I have no patreon, paypal, anything, so I write when it is fun and however much is fun. Not more. And sometimes that turns out to be a decent amount, sometimes nothing. I have another book (Marrow) so that complicated things - basically I switch between the two whenever the muse strikes me.
8 237Myth of The World's Trees
And Simon answered their call with a single statement that nobody understood "Et super mos absit hoc hodie!" "Yah!" "WWWaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" "AAAlllllaaaaallllaaaaallllaaaa!" "EeEEellllleeeeeelllllleeeeeeuuuuuuu!" I, too, yelled a battle cry at the top of my lungs. I had no idea what Simon had just spouted but from Camilla's giggling, I could guess that Simon thought that spouting nonsense was his way of getting out of the earlier predicament. "I forbid death upon this day," Camilla said. "What?" I answered a bit at a loss. "Ancient Latin," she replied smugly, "He said 'I forbid death upon this day'." I laughed aloud "Then he is gonna be really disappointed in everyone here," Camilla did not reply and instead took a deep breath. I did the same, zoning out everything in my surroundings. The environment became a world of electrical pulses traveling across several networks. I perceived the world through my lightning and sped my heartbeat to inhuman levels. I was present now, at this moment, at this point in time. I could feel the electrifying air saturating my lungs, the electrified ground vibrating at the rhythm of the approaching enemy. Then I took a step forward, everyone followed in tandem. Camilla the first, and then the others. Then I took a second step, and this time everyone followed simultaneously. Third step… Fourth step… Fifth step… Then light jogging… Speeding up… Running … Running faster…. Then suddenly, everyone disappeared into motes of light particles that re-constructed itself hundreds of feet above the horde, dozens of miles away from our initial position. We were literally 'diving' into battle.-------------------------------------------------------------------Despite a rough childhood in the slums, Omari had everything a guy could want - a loving girlfriend, an understanding sister, a wonderful teacher, and his dream job. Still, the scars from his childhood made Omari unable to live a dull life. He dreamed of something greater... something beyond the reaches of what humankind could achieve in the current era.Like always, Omari should have been careful what he wished for. In the year 2046, the World was thrown into chaos as the apocalypse came in the form of massive trees that shot up out of the ground one day.These trees towered over the tallest of buildings and had thicknesses that spanned kilometers at a time.They grew everywhere, in homes, businesses, and cities as they formed a complex network that overlayed the old world.The cause of the apocalypse was unknown, but Omari's workplace was believed to be the origin point of the unfortunate events.Fifteen years after the start of the Apocalypse... after all the pain and suffering... after losing everything he cared about, Omari sent his memories back in time to make sure that the future he lives in, never came to be.Will he be able to uncover the mystery of The Trees? Will he be able to protect all those he has lost? Will he succeed, or will his attempt be washed away by the currents of time? Will Omari be able to learn the truth about 'THE MYTH OF THE WORLD'S TREES'?
8 145The Broken System: What Bred the KING
Kinoya an ordinary research fellow, was bitten by a genetically modified spider. Did he become next SPIDERMAN? Of course, NO. He died just to become an object of research himself. Being a fascinating subject, he was researched extensively and he had died again but not until he killed them all. He got a loving family on the next time he woke up. A Gift? Of course No. His family was devastated in front of very eyes and he was sold as Sex SLAVE. What should he do? Of course, Kill them all. And then [Ceremony successful… Tribute accepted… Connecting the soul...] [Connecting to the world… Activating the system… Error... Modifying… Connecting to the system… Error...] [THE BROKEN SYSTEM activated.] He had no intention but the destiny had chosen him. Willing or not he was led to the path of KING armed with a broken system. BUT ascendancy and demise are the two side of the same coin... *************** Schedule: 7 chaps/Week (Extra on weekends) Found something good, comment. Not up to the mark, comment, please. If you love it rate it. Last but least, donate if you take pity to this little soul.
8 144Game Start Cancel
Today was a great day. I died. It wasn't a great day because I died. No, it was a great day and I died. One has nothing to do with the other. Enough nonsense. Let's continue with the topic we're all curious about. Why was it a great day? I achieved my dream to transform my real life into an MMORPG. Grinding skills, leveling up, collecting coins, going on an adventure, and making progress on my main quest. The dream of every gamer. And no, I'm not mad. Let me give you some context before we continue. I'll keep it short, for we have more urgent matters to discuss. Art by: Roland Deaconu
8 130That One Girl // Sam Pottorff
Ally is just a teenage girl who has to live by herself and she doesn't have any friends. She gets bullied everyday and it sucks. But what happens when she meets the famous Sam Pottorff?
8 162Archangel: Angels versus Angels
On the earth in about five hundred years, people with the ability to control magic, called Angels, have shown up. This story follows the journey of Naoki and Mizuri through their high school life as Angels.
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