Category: Fantasy
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Good God Damn: Some Discipline
“Look out, Tark” Tobias heard someone yell. The sound of the fire was nearly deafening, so hearing anything at all was surprising.Tobias set himself into the center of the fire. There was something malicious in the fire. Something set on destroying him. He could feel someone there. He felt his…
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Good God Damn: Who’s this Fist’s Thumb?
He was in a trance, loading a wheel barrow hauling it over, dumping it, and repeating. After four trips, he’d stack the bricks. He was loading his ninth barrow when he saw Giggles striding towards him.“Order Boy, you need to stop and get some food. You’re going to fry yourself…
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Good God Damn: Frustration?
The sun was just peaking over the horizon when the Fist started out on their run. Tobias elected to run in the back. Having left the responsibility in Red’s hands for calling for rests. He was angry. That familiar tightness in his chest was there again. It was an old…
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Good God Damn: Marked Man
Tobias pulled himself out of the bush. He glanced about, confused. He glanced about, the island was back to a flatter landmass. The sky was brightening, but it was still before sunrise. He rubbed his face. He felt dried out. His head was mildly aching.He returned to the barracks. The…
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Good God Damn: Oaths that Bind
Tobias saw a flex of power from Commander Lee. The halflings staggered. They stood dazed for a moment. They suddenly rushed about their chores. Their eyes were unfocused and their movements were erratic and jarring.“What are you doing to them?” Raven asked.“I’m dominating them. It’s the only thing the damn…
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Good God Damn: Tying Threads
“Hey, Dar’kid.” Tobias said.“Did you just call me Dark Kid?” Dar’kid asked.“Well, it’s more Dar kid, than Dark kid, but it’s derived from that. It’s not like we don’t call other people by similar sort of names -““It’s fine. It’s nicer than mine, I call you ‘That fuckin asshole’ or…
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Good God Damn: A Battle for Control
For Fist Epsilon, their 5th day was the first day that felt like they actually might find a routine. It was the same as the day before, well, same exercise, anyway. They ran, they did strange practice with their melee weapons, they ate, they practiced their ranged weapons, they joined…
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Good God Damn: Coping with Sparks
For those of you new to this series, you can find the first entry here: Introducing, the Good God Damn. This is a weekly series I’m writing episodically. As soon as Tobias lurched into a run, his exhaustion vanished. It simply oozed away. He found that he was struggling to…
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Good God Damn: Then Shit Got Real
As soon as the fist crossed the line into the frozen pitched battled, it became a real pitched battle. The blade of the closest halfling tore through a man. Sending his guts cascading to the ground. The hafling whirled and lunged towards the fist. Dar’kid acted quickly and put a…
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Good God Damn: More Training?
Tobias woke. He expected to find himself wracked with pain. His shirt was off and he was in his under clothes, laying atop his bunk. The rest of the fist was sitting around his bunk. Tobias could feel a breeze sending goose bumps across his exposed chest.“Huh, still gets goose…