Chapter One Hundred and Two
“Are we certain it’s not just a normal commercial fleet?” Aurora asked as she leaned forwards to stare at the pilot’s condole.
Pixie was sitting a little hunched, mostly to avoid bum...
2025-02-24 09:47:21 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Thirty-Four
54th Day of Spring - Year 1758 of the Golden Era
Shorefarm, Yellowfield, Draya Calyrex
Viridian shifted so that she was holding her pike in both hands, the ti...
2025-02-23 12:32:41 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Sixteen
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I leaned back a little in my stool. “So, Doc, how have things been, besides the whole Phobos situation?”
Radikal blinked owlishly, then casually shrugged. “Things have generally be...
2025-02-23 03:40:05 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Thirty-Three
(Cover WIP!)
54th Day of Spring - Year 1758 of the Golden Era
Shorefarm,...
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“C’mon! We’re going for walkies!”
Trinity held the bunker’s door open while another of her ran ahead and opened the second door. On the ground, Broomba churned through whatever dust was ...
2025-02-21 08:00:32 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Fifteen
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Wake up, Catherine.
I winced, then blinked my eyes open. It was dark, but I still recognized that I was in my bedroom. Lucy was pressed up next to me, and I’d recognize the fe...
2025-02-20 11:37:57 +0000 UTC View PostChapter One Hundred and One
“Hi!” Twenty-Six... chirped?
Ivil wasn’t sure if the sound that Twenty-Six produced could be rendered down to something as simple as ‘said’ it was too... much for that.
A big thank you to everyone who participated in this month's Stray Cat Strut Fanart Contest! The creativity and talent on display is incredible, and it’s always exciting to see how different artists bring their own interpretations of the world t...
2025-02-19 08:23:41 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Eight
I was never someone who was super interested in like... rigorous study. I mean, at school, I’d do what I could to pass, but I was usually working just hard enough to get the grades I n...
2025-02-18 09:14:23 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Thirty-Two
54th Day of Spring - Year 1758 of the Golden Era
Shorefarm, Yellowfield, Draya Calyrex
“You want us to kill the priest?” Viridian asked.
“Yes,” t...
2025-02-18 04:52:14 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Fourteen -
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“Yo,” I said as I walked up to the Bastion. Olivia had peeled off a while ago, almost as soon as I was within line of sight of the ship, and now the only stranger left was... that du...
2025-02-17 23:10:20 +0000 UTC View PostChapter One Hundred
Ivil was no stranger to feeling powerful, but she was also aware that there were different kinds of powerful one could feel.
There was personal power, her ability to rip and tear anyon...
2025-02-17 03:47:41 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Thirty-One
54th Day of Spring - Year 1758 of the Golden Era
Shorefarm, Yellowfield, Draya Calyrex
The mansion wasn’t far from town. It stood out, squatting atop a hills...
2025-02-16 04:10:45 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Thirteen -
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“Alright, sit down,” Professor Rogers said.
I didn’t need to be told twice. Over the last few minutes, while we were doing jumping jacks at one end of the room, the teacher’s ...
2025-02-15 22:37:16 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Fifty-Nine
Sharp held me by the collar, pinching it between forefinger and thumb as she carefully squeezed me through the hole they’d manage to make so far.
“Okay, you can let go,” I said. 2025-02-15 02:58:38 +0000 UTC View Post
Chapter Six
Maple didn’t want to say it. The very idea was kind of embarrassing, and she knew that she’d somehow messed up, and admitting it to others would only make it worse. A thousand times worse, really.
It wo...
2025-02-14 22:10:57 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Thirty -
They knew it was approaching morning when the pub started to get busy once more. There had been a lull. A few hours in the middle of the night where the last of the patrons had gone home and the lone b...
2025-02-14 02:38:06 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Twelve -
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Class was going down in the same room as last time, only the room itself had changed. The desks were all lowered, and a sort of matted floor was placed atop that half of the room. It was squishy un...
2025-02-13 19:52:28 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Twenty-Nine
The guard stood a little straighter and adjusted his cap. It was actually not so different than the leather and plate cap Viridian was wearing, though the guard’s gambeson was much longer, stopping arou...
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2025-02-13 01:18:08 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Ninety-Nine
“Oh, good, you’re back,” Ivil said as she greeted Aurora by the Sappho’s airlock.
The noble blinked slowly, then nodded. “I have returned, yes. Were you waiting for me?”&nb...
2025-02-12 19:10:03 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Twenty-Eight
“I didn’t like him,” Viridian said.
They were halfway down the road, the mage tower barely visible against the stars in the background. Viridian’s little lamp was the only source of l...
2025-02-12 01:11:50 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Seven
There were two grenoil ladies behind the counter at the entrance of the library, both of them chatting to each other in low, hushed tones. One was much older, with thick spectacles stuck...
2025-02-11 21:14:51 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Five
“Who stole my snacks?” Athena asked.
No one deigned to reply, so she put a little more oomph into it.
“I said; who stole my snacks?!” she shouted into the living room.
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“Cat! Nose stole my spatula and won’t give it back!” Lucy called out from the kitchen.
I blinked, trying to process all of that. It was... seven forty in the morning, which meant it was...
2025-02-10 18:24:41 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Twenty-Seven
The mage’s tower sprouted out of the hill ahead of them, a great black mark against the pattern of stars above.
Viridian’s light, still bouncing at her hip, wasn’t nearly strong enough ...
2025-02-09 22:01:20 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Ten
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How come one afternoon of classes felt more tiring than a whole day of shooting aliens?
Actually, that was a flat lie, and a rather big exaggeration. A day spent hunting down antithesis, or holdin...
2025-02-08 23:09:36 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Twenty-Six
53rd Day of Spring - Year 1758 of the Golden Era
Shorefarm, Yellowfield, Draya Calyrex
“Do you know any walking songs?” Viridian asked.
“No,” Laz...
2025-02-08 16:04:53 +0000 UTC View PostHi!
So, it's been a couple of weeks since I started writing No Strings Attached, and it's still proving to be pretty fun! I'm kinda curious about how you're all taking it, however?
Are there things you'd change? What do you like (so t...
2025-02-08 14:38:24 +0000 UTC View PostChapter Twenty-Five
53rd Day of Spring - Year 1758 of the Golden Era
Shorefarm, Yellowfield, Draya Calyrex
There was much work to do, but very little of it involved his direct in...
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