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@rae

I literally forget that food exists sometimes until my stomach starts hurting badly.

You might not find my advice useful, especially because you have a physical condition I don’t. I don’t presume to know how many physical vs. mental blocks you’re facing.

But I’ve been actively working on this problem myself. So maybe what I’ve been doing…[Read more]

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Lucille

Gabriel opened the door and they slipped into an open, circular room. A room filled with doors.

The doors surrounded Gabriel and Lucy. Tall, stove-sized, ash-white wood, paneled peeling rust – decorated with ornate arches, they encircled the room together. Lucy recognized most of the materials, even if some designs confused her.…[Read more]

@rae

ExcUse me. Noodle arms?? How dare you

I’ve gtg to bed. I will reply to your next thing when I have time tomorrow.

Lucille

She shrugged. “I’ve hammered a rail spike before. Can’t be much harder.”

She didn’t bother to mention she had adult help in the challenge.

@rae

It’s funny to be the person with the younger weaker character. I’ve unlocked move sets I’ve never used before. Mwahaha

Lucille

“Thank you for stayin’ around me. Even if… heh. I’m strong enough on my own to ride a giant crow.” Lucy flexed her arm and grinned widely.

It wasn’t natural for her to smile that wide but she wanted to do it.

@rae
Apparently we have only one way to potentially fix this problem. Behold, the power of cuteness:

Lucille

“Hm.” Lucy stood next to Gabriel in the doorframe and watched him pause at the first step. She considered what she did with her parents in stressful emergencies. Awkwardly, she took his arm and gave him a hug.

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Lucille

Lucy stood holding the door open, but didn’t go inside. “Do you want me to stop talking? Isn’t there something to help you feel better?”

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Lucille

They came to a room without any extra doors. Gabriel looked for windows behind the curtains, while Lucy went to the nearest wardrobe. She found a flight of steps inside and waited for Gabriel to notice and confirm.

“Do you want me to stop talking?” she asked.

@rae

I’ll do it if I feel up to it, then. :]

Lucille

“Can I help?” Lucy asked, beginning to feel concerned at this point and guilty for not knowing what to do. She clutched her new handkerchief in her pocket, ready to pull it out in case he needed it, but also twisting it nervously between her fingers. “It seems like your ears get pretty sore.”

@rae

I just pulled up my doc with her story scenes and I’m sorely tempted to write more. I posted one on here a while back but I hadn’t thought to do so again.

Lucille

“Just because you’re wonderin’ it, doesn’t mean it’s true.”

Lucy paused. She peered at Gabriel intently, watching him curl forwards. She wasn’t sure what to do, but she tried to…[Read more]

@rae
Aw that’s cute XD Not at all a bad thing to picture when you hear the name. A friend of mine is called Lucy although that’s not why I used the name.

Lucille

“I guess. It might be stuffy sometimes and okay sometimes,” Lucy thought out loud. Then she reconsidered his words, realizing he maybe wasn’t just answering her question. “Hm. I’m sorry…[Read more]

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Lucille

The hatchet had a new cover where it hadn’t before. Lucy smiled and held it to her face to smell the rich leather.

If she was honest, sleep still sounded good. But sitting around for long felt dangerous, like playing hide and seek and staying for too long in a poor hiding spot.

Wearily, she tried not to imagine the headless man…[Read more]

@rae

I’ll let her know! :]

@rae

My littlest sister wants to tell you she likes Gabriel very much

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Lucille

Gabriel had a point, but the house held a certain uneasiness that Lucy couldn’t shake. She was already on her way out the door, but turned when he spoke. She tapped her forehead and flicked her hand, as if tipping an invisible cap. “We should go.”

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Lucille
Lucy thought about it. She swung off the bed and began rearranging the quilts and coverlet. “I’m awake now.”

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Lucille

“I saw a man.” She spoke quieter than she intended, but struggled to turn up her voice’s volume. “He didn’t have a mouth, Gabriel, and now he’s gone. So how are you hearin’ him?”

Gabriel: *Hears voices*

Lucy: *Wacky nightmares*

Mel: *Sleeps with ducks*

@rae

Keep drawing while you can!

Yes she does

Lucille

Lucy pointed at the empty place. Then, confused, she put her hand down.  “I – I’ve got a… Are you hearing him?”

@rae

It depends on what a “slap on the face” is. I think a slap on the face is a betrayal of the reader, or unfairly maximizing/minimizing something to manipulate reader emotion, or wasting the reader’s time.

This would be a betrayal if the arc was about survival or hinged on Baron’s survival. But his arc seems entirely spiritual. He’s concluded…[Read more]