A_Bit_Drizzy_Out
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The color gang has made a habit of occasionally popping down to the outernet to explore or visit Purple. The problem was that sometimes someone would bring a little bit of the outernet back to the PC in the form of a sickness, usually a cold, since none of them were used to such things. Orange, however, was an exception. She never brought a bug back with her or caught one that was going around after everyone got home. Even Blue fell ill once or twice, but never Orange. She was functionally immune.
Until she wasn't.
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As evident by the dark circles under his eyes, Corbiere struggled with insomnia. It wasn't always around, but when found him, its hooks went deep. It gave him the benefit of being the perfect man to keep watch during camping because he was never at risk of dozing off, but it had drawbacks. Drawbacks only Corbiere could feel and see, hatred hissed by ghosts that only existed in his own head.
He'd be struggling anyway, though. Why not do some good for his team while he was at it?
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- Part 14 of Placebo Estate
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- English
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- 4,292
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- 1/1
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To adapt was to survive.
For almost his entire life, Pip had it down to a science. He didn't know how old he was anymore, didn't believe he was human anymore, didn't allow himself to trust anymore, but he knew how to adapt. He could lie, run, hide, kill, persuade, pretend, steal, whatever it took to stay alive. There was a rhythm to it and he knew it by heart.
He didn't realize that he'd been running off of assumptions until his tactics began to fail him, until those around him stopped acting like he anticipated. Still, he needed to adapt, no matter how shaken he became. To adapt was to survive. To falter was to die.
As it turned out, there was a lot more to life than that.
(TO BE REWRITTEN)
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- Part 5 of Placebo Estate
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Humanity is contagious, frustratingly so. Even a heartless nonhuman agent of death like Nesdin could catch the odd case of genuine emotion if he wasn't careful. It'd never been an issue before given how his occupation meant he never had to deal with it for long. Emotions would get in the way of his work, so it was for the best that he stop feeling them as quickly as possible.
It meant he was spared grief for his entire existence. Grief was something that had to be built up to, had to be built on a foundation of love and caring, two things that Nesdin avoided feeling like the plague. Those were what got in the way more than anything.
But it was hard for him to not grieve a summoner. Especially this one.
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- Part 12 of Placebo Estate
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Life on the estate was difficult, there was no doubt about that. It was difficult, frightful, and strange. They risked their lives every week to fight back monsters that never seemed to stay down for long. Some ended up sacrificed for this cause, but even death wasn't a certainty in this place.
At least the recruits had downtime between the stressful times, and it was in that downtime that they found a new kind of normalcy.
(Updates whenever I feel like it)
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- Part 11 of Placebo Estate
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A broken place where the broken people gather. The lost, the unforgiven, the criminals and monsters, sinners and victims of circumstance, all find their way here eventually. And it is here they find acceptance, camaraderie and healing, for even hell can be heaven to some.
(A collection of stories following the heroes of my primary DD save file, Placebo).
(Oneshots are recommended to be read in order. Multi-chaptered fics are able to be read out of order of the others because they cover large stretches of the timeline)
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