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Threadmarks: Chapter 50: Utarou Nishimura, 30, Japan
Utarou blinked a few times, wondering if he was having one of his old stress dreams again.
He was standing just at the gate, metro card in hand, the morning rush of people getting to work and school were bustling as he stood still, wearing his full suit and uncomfortable shoes.
“Excuse me, is...
“Oh god, May is going to kill me… Henrek will kill me again…” Utarou panicked as he saw Rhiney lying in a crater, his wing fully blasted off and not a single person to be found.
From a distant hill, the Dwarf, Meachin, watched from afar, judging the man's every action.
Rhiney let out a grunt...
“What polygon of hell do ye Demons come from?” Aitken asked, standing at the front of a large crowd of dwarves staring intently at the group, with large guns pointed at them.
Pinklia, Penelope, Hope and Junior had been captured and thrown into what the Dwarves called a “Surface Dungeon”
“We’re...
“So, Penny… Do you know much about Dwarves?” Hope asked around another camp fire, sitting by a large river, they were in the last stretch of their journey before they hit dwarven territory proper.
Junior and Utarou were fishing nearby while Rhiney and Pinklia slept.
“Not much more than anyone...
For sure, I am realizing from this that descriptions of comical levels of anime violence that I have been imagining may not have been translating quite as I had imagined they would lol.
Anyway, I appreciate the feedback and glad you've kept reading despite the unlikable cast and poor pacing...
“What are you even doing here?! May is going to be so worried about you!” Hope shouted as she paced around the fire, Junior sitting slumped against Rhiney’s side.
“You guys were taking Rhiney…” Junior mumbled.
“Oh my goodness! We have to go back in the morning.” Hope exclaimed, sitting down...
“Oh god…” Utarou wretched as he spilled what little of his lunch remained in his stomach over the edge of the carrying basket the fine people of Dryholm had created for the mission.
“You should stop eating if you can’t keep it down!~” Penelope cackled from Rhiney’s back, pulling his reins as...
Utarou, Henrek, May and Adam all sat around a large table Pinklia had found for them, with a clear divide having emerged on how to handle the Lolcons situation.
“The bastards tried to kill my boys! We burn ‘em to the ground!” May exclaimed angrily slamming her fist onto the table.
“And risk...
“So what did you and the pope talk about?” Penelope asked casually as they journeyed back to Dryholm.
“Just what I told you about…” Utarou mumbled vaguely.
“But what specifically did you talk about?” Penelope pressed.
“I’ve been given some grace and they’re taking Greylia as a hostage! That’s...
Threadmarks: Chapter 42: Julia, The Sticky Saviour
“Urgh, I hate silk. It feels weird against my skin.” Julia whined as she adjusted her body to fit inside the petite dress.
“Well you’re going to a banquet to celebrate with the freakin’ entire extended nobility of Lolcons! Ya gotta dress to impress!” Twolia retorted.
“Why aren’t you coming...
“S-so, uh, is there anything I can uh, do?” Pinklia asked as she awkwardly paced around the walls of Dryholm with May and Hope.
“Yer job is t’ keep me ‘n Hope here from gettin-” May shouted, being cut off by an arrow being grabbed from the air by Pinklia.
“- Our ‘eads shot off!” May laughed as...
Threadmarks: Chapter 40: Utarou, The Conspiracy Theorist
“WAIT! NO! TELL HIM TO KEEP TALKING!” Penelope begged as she was physically dragged from her seat, still desperately trying to write down more incantations.
“We gave you an extra hour, I feel we’ve been more than generous!” Adam chuckled as he effortlessly grabbed the woman, using his magic to...
"You know, I'm quite an influential woman these days. 75 long hard years to be elected, and as an Elf! I'm sure you're not familiar with my little situation but let me tell you, you've put me in quite a bind!" Ghaeltifts laughed as she looked down on the anxious Hans and Utarou, physically...