Hello and welcome to chapter one of Black Devil Ashikabi. I plan on updating this story whenever I'm happy with the chapter and I have free time available. I will show more of Blackburn's past via flashbacks and comments he makes. His gear will be explored in greater detail this chapter along with meeting an interesting individual. Now I will be changing some things in the Sekirei universe, not all of which shall be immediately shown. I'll also be going back soon to edit the prologue fixing the whole lack of spacing issue. I also fully intend to finish this story. Only horrific injury or worse will stop me. It may take me some time but I will finish it with a ending I hope you all will enjoy. But don't worry that won't be anytime soon. This is gonna be a nice long read. I will probably be making the chapters longer as we go on.
DISCLAIMER :I do not own anything but my OC.
" Words "
' Thoughts '
" Talking in another language "
[ Talking over radio/phone ]
[ talking over the radio/phone in another language.]
{ Suit OS }* Picture the suit's voice in Crysis 3.
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Shinto Teito 2019. (One year before Sekirei plan begins.)
Karasuba had been feeling restless for days. She had spent all her free time in the gym constantly exercising in an attempt to get rid of the feeling. It had started a week ago, a slight urge to do something. It was easy to ignore at first, she had figured it would disappear soon. Instead, what happened was it got stronger. The next day it had hit her, hard. She had to exert a considerable amount of her will to ignore it. She continued to ignore the feeling by polishing and oiling her sword. The next day she would have spent the whole day doing just that if Yume, who had noticed something was bothering her, hadn't suggested they spar. It had ended with another loss for Karasuba. She had performed worse than usual.
Which had the wonderful effect of making her mood even worse. She would glare at anyone that got to close. Those that knew of the Black Sekirei's temper and how she liked to inflict her misery on other people stayed away. Those that didn't, well, they learned their lesson. The next day the urge had changed from a general restlessness to an overwhelming urge to go north. She had originally thought it was Miya's doing but it wasn't. The urge took her to a general area 3kms north of that damnable inn. The area had started off as a circle with a radius of 1km. She had spent that day exploring the area. Killing anyone that decided to ignore their instincts screaming at them to leave her alone. The next day it had shrunk to a radius of 500m. She had spent that day going over the area to a greater extent. The people of that area had seen what she had done to some yakuza that had hit on her. As far as she was aware the corpse was still impaled on the street light.
It was night of the next day when the feeling changed into a stabbing pain in her head. The urge then changed into a need to head into a dark alley. She had originally gone there to flay the cause alive and then salt the exposed meat but the sight she was greeted with stunned even her, so much so that she had dropped the bag of salt she had brought just for that purpose. What she saw was a hole in reality that was a mix of many colors. But what came out of the hole surprised her even more when it violently vomited a black blur that decided that the wall at the end of the alley was a great place to stop flying. The figure then ricocheted off the wall and landed onto its back, staring at the night sky. The figure was the origin of the urge and that urge was telling her to go to it NOW. The hole then disappeared, apparently deciding that its cargo was launched at sufficient speed to make it aware it did not like being a taxi service. She then heard a computerized voice coming from what she guessed was a helmet.
{Warning: proximity alarm; unknown contact in immediate vicinity.}
{Warning: Significant blunt force trauma detected, seek immediate medical attention.}*
Moving quickly she went next to the prone figure. It was wearing what she guessed could only be some form of powered armor. She could hear a gentle hum coming from it. It was painted black, to better blend into dark places and the night she guessed. The helmet had two orange lenses and multiple cables running into the back of the armor. There was an air filter, like those found on gas masks, on the left side. The mouth resembled a flat beak for a mouth. There was also a small port located on the neck.
Wrapping around the shoulders, like a shawl, was a massive 3'in thick plate. Located on the right bicep was sergeant chevrons. On the chest were two different insignias, a faded capital E surrounded by 12 stars. Opposite was a skull with two horns coming from the forehead that looked like it was lovingly etched on with a blade; a knife she would guess. Probably the same one located in the sheathe on the right calf. The gauntlets drew her eyes due to the studs on the knuckles. Her trained eye also noted that it was in combat recently, judging from the scorch marks and scratches on the armor. It had been repaired multiple times from what she could tell due to small indentions on the torso and shoulders. She guessed they were from small arms fire.
It was then she noticed the weapons one pinned beneath him, one on his hip and another clenched in his right fist with the safety off. Noting that a finger was resting on the trigger guard.
She also noticed a small brown bag with a caduceus that was hooked onto the right thigh.
Remembering the voice that came from the helmet, which she guessed was the suit itself, whoever was inside was injured. She started looking for a way to take the helmet off. She then heard the same voice from earlier speak again.
{Alert; suit tampering detected. Initializing countermeasures.}
She didn't like the sound of that. She didn't have to wait long to find out what exactly those countermeasures were. She heard the hum change into a sound that was reminiscent of a defibrillator about to discharge. She quickly took her hands of the suit. That was when curiosity got the better of her.
'I wonder how lethal that is...'
It was in that exact moment a drunk wandered by the start of the alley, almost as though the universe itself was curious too. She quickly and silently grabbed the drunk, clamping a hand over his mouth as she did so. She brought him back to the suit and shoved him towards it.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
She quickly smelled cooking flesh and watched, amused, as he slumped forward and made even more contact with the suit, dead. She also noted that she could see smoke coming from the fresh corpse.
'Somebody wants to keep their toy theirs. I wonder what anti-theft the guns have...'
She dismissed it for later thought and quickly grabbed a syringe that was different from the others located in the med pack. She then jammed the needle into the port, figuring that was what the port was for, and pushed the plunger down. The effect was instantaneous.
{Super stimpack administered.}
She jumped back to 10ft away when the figure, servos snarling, shot up into a sitting position, screaming at the top of its lungs.
"I'M AWAKE NOW, SERGEANT DORNAN!"
She was even further surprised when the figure not only spoke english but also saluted the moment it started to sit up. She wanted to meet this "Sergeant Dornan." She watched as his, for it was certainly a he, head swiveled around to meet her.
"Who the hell are you and why the hell would you wake someone up like that!?"
What happened next was something that many people had learned to fear greatly in their interactions with the Black Sekirei. She laughed, hard.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
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Blackburn was not having a good day. He was almost blown up, sucked into a portal that decided to see if he could fly with all the grace of a dodo bird. He was then woken up by somebody deciding that waking someone up like Sergeant Dornan had done many times during "surprise" inspections. In the middle of the night. After PT'ing them into the ground. How he loathed those times, what scared him was the fact that some of the recruits started to actually enjoy waking up via stims. The hell that followed when Sgt. Dornan found out what happened to a good amount of the stims still haunted his darkest nightmares to this day.
Trip down memory lane complete he then noticed not only the strange attire of the woman in front of him, who was smoking hot he had to admit, he also noted that she had a sword strapped to her hip. He found that odd but so did the state of the buildings. They were not in a state of shelled out rubble. No bullet holes, energy burns, mini nuke and missile craters. In fact they looked new. They weren't made out of salvage. Even the Enclave buildings had some signs of the fact they were made of salvage.
"Where the hell am I?"
He had muttered out loud due to the combined effects of the super stim, none-to-gentle jaunt through reality, and the hug he had given' the wall... With his face.
"Shinto Teito, Japan." the woman replied.
Silence greeted this announcement for a few moments. Blackburn asked another question, with no small amount of trepidation.
"What year?"
"2019." Replied the same woman who had a sick sense of humor.
It was then that Blackburn noticed the smell of cooked flesh and looked down.
"Why is there a dead man cooked to my armor?"
"Your suit tried to shock me, I wondered if it was lethal." She replied with a lazy grin.
It was in that moment, Blackburn realized that she had been messing with him while he was unconscious. He unwaveringly aimed Li'l Devil at her.
"What did you do?" His voice low with the promise of impending violence if he didn't like the answer.
His question was met with lazy grin and hooded eyes of someone who was not in the slightest worried about their current situation.
"I was here when you flew out of that portal and did a bug-meets-windshield impression on that wall over there."
She then pointed at the wall with a very "Blackburn in power armor" sized indentation.
"Now do I get to see who's underneath that helmet?"
He thought about it for some time. On one hand exposing his head did not seem very wise. Sgt. Dornan had taught them that via junk jet and teddy bears. No time was sacred, he would pop them in their sleep, in the showers, on the toilet, filing paper work. He wondered where Sgt. Dornan even found or, he shuddered at the implications, made one.
' For someone in power armor all the time and who's "inside voice" could give base sirens a run for their money he's a sneaky bastard.'
"I will, if you promise not to try anything funny and you answer my questions." He finally said, the helmet making it sound like he was growling it.
"Alright, I'll answer your questions if you answer mine."
He thought it over for a moment. Deciding that was fair.
"Deal." He uttered, reaching for his helmet's release with his free hand. Li'l Devil still aimed at Karasuba's heart.
The sight that greeted Karasuba's eyes was a shining bald head. She had to resist the urge to laugh at the sight. The only reason why she did was due to the fact this man was her Ashikabi, it would make it rather hard for her to wing herself if she got off on the wrong foot. He was caucasian with a black beard and sunken steel grey eyes much like her own. His face was also heavily scarred. The largest being three long claw marks going diagonally across. One starting at the far corner of his left eye, ending at the right corner of his mouth. The longest one starting at the left corner of his forehead and ending below his right eye. The final of scar of the trio started above the right eyebrow and ended at the corner of his jaw. Smaller scars littered his face. She idly wondered if he used shoe polish to make his head shine like that though.
"Not a damn word." His voice a deep baritone, knowing what she was thinking. He did note she didn't laugh, although he saw that she wanted to.
"Never would dream of it." She lied through her teeth.
"Riiiight." He replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"So what's your name?" He asked.
"Karasuba, yours?" She replied watching him like a hawk does a fat mouse.
"Blackburn." He replied curtly.
By this time the stim, in all its wonderful adrenaline fueled glory, wore off. He slumped over but instantly righted himself. Karasuba, having noticed this took a step forward but halted when he shot between her feet. With empty hands held up, showing that she did not plan on harming him she continued to approach him. Blackburn, crashing hard, decided that if she wanted to harm him she already would have done so. She stopped 4ft away from him.
"I need somewhere to recover. Do you know a place where we can lay low?" He asked, flicking the safety on Li'l Devil back on and stood up shoving the corpse aside as he did so. Holstering Li'l Devil, he then hooked his helmet to his left hip. Karasuba noted that he stood a full foot taller than her inside that armor of his.
She nodded saying, "I'll call a ride for us."
Reaching into her pocket as she withdrew her cell phone pulling up Takami's number in her contacts and hit "call."
"What is that?" said Blackburn looking at the phone in her hand.
"Do they have phones where you're from?" she asked slightly interested in this little tidbit of information as she brought the phone to her ear.
"They did, but not small and portable like that." He replied slowly, from what he has seen so far he has a few ideas what happened to him. Not liking the possible results and coming down from the stims he decided he would think about it when he was able too.
She nodded, noting the "did" part of his answer. She was about to reply when Takami answered her call.
["What do you need, Karasuba?"]
["I need a van sent to my current position. I finally found what was bugging me."]
["Oh yeah? What was it?"] Takami was curious now. She had noticed something was bugging Karasuba when she started going to the same area in town over the past couple of days. She turned towards a nearby guard.
"Send a van to this address." She said, the guard nodded and moved to carry out what she told him quickly. He had seen what she could do with just a clipboard.
[" I found my Ashikabi."] Karasuba replied with a casual tone, a lazy grin on her face.
[YOU WHAT?!] Takami exclaimed into the phone causing Karasuba to flinch away from her phone and Blackburn, who did not understand a single word of Japanese, to raise an eyebrow.
["Jeez, don't be so loud. No need to shout. So, about that van?"]
["It's… on it's way."] Takami replied in a flat tone, still shocked at what she was just told.
[" Good, you'll want to see what he has on him, he's also injured so he'll need a check up. He has significant blunt force trauma. He's only awake because of adrenaline right now."] She said with a serious expression on her face, glancing at him for a second to see he was starting to nod off. She wondered how he didn't fall over.
"The knees can lock so we can sleep standing if need be." He said noticing her questioning look.
"When will our ride get here?
[" Understood, it'll be there in five."] Takami replied getting over her shock. She started heading towards the garage level of MBI's headquarters, in order to meet them when they arrived. She decided that she would grab Yume on the way down.
Karasuba ended the call and replied to Blackburn's question.
"Our ride will be here within five minutes, handy feature of that armor. Anything else it can do?"
She knew that the chances of getting a straight answer were very low, even with the armor she could read his body language. It spoke of caution and someone ready to unleash violence at a moment's notice with extreme prejudice.
"It is, and air conditioning." He replied, an exhausted tone creeping into his voice. He knew he was probably going to fall asleep in whatever was coming to pick them up. He wasn't worried about Karasuba killing him, unless he misread her, she wanted him alive just as much as he did. The strangest thing though was his instincts, which had a razor edge just due to the sheer amount of things that wanted to kill him, were quiet. Normally in theses kinds of situations they would telling him to keep his hand on his defender's grip, especially when that person is a trained killer. In fact what they were telling him was he could trust his back to her during a fight.
That alone made him uneasy. He resolved to at least keep her in his line of sight at all times.
The only people he had completely trusted to watch his back were his fellow Enclave. But even they threw him to the wastes when he questioned their means about achieving their ultimate goal of rebuilding the U.S. Granted insulting them by saying that even a super mutant could fight better than the Enclave personnel at Raven Rock probably hadn't won him any sympathizers or friends. Especially considering he had done all of that in less than 24 hours of being there. Colonel Autumn had taken particular offense to all of what he had said. He had said he would teach Blackburn a lesson in the training hall by trying to spar with him. He had lasted less than a minute. The next day, after Autumn had woken up, his special skills where needed in patrolling the wastes. By himself, with minimal resupply, monthly reports, mandatory radio silence, and absolutely no chance of support or rescue if shit hit the fan. There was a reason why he wasn't upset about seeing the place obliterated.
Waiting for the van to arrive they walked to the beginning of the alley up to the street. His armors hydraulics and servos making it sound like a trash compactor was in the alley. It was then that Blackburn noticed something odd about a certain street light nearby.
"Is that a corpse impaled on that light?" he asked in a light, conversational tone.
"Yes it is, do you like my work?" Karasuba replied with a grin.
"Eh, there's a lack of metal rods shoved through it, also the fact he still has his skin. Better than how most do it. Not the greatest I've seen though. Hell, I've done better." He replied in a off handed way, one hand on his chin as though in deep thought.
"Oh yeah, do share." She replied her interest piqued. She had struck gold with this Ashikabi of hers if he is telling the truth.
"Maybe another time, gotta keep people interested. I have to ask though, how did you get him all the way up there? I'm not seeing a harpoon or anything that would get him stuck up there sticking out of him."
"I'll tell when you do." She quipped back.
They then spent the time in companionable silence. For Karasuba at least, Blackburn was trying not to fall asleep and also noting places he could take cover. He stood in the alley while Karasuba stood on the sidewalk, so the van knew which alley to go to. Less than a minute later a black van with MBI in white stenciled on the side arrived and pulled up alongside Karasuba. Blackburn noted that it was spacious enough for him to sit in the back and still have enough space for somebody else to comfortably sit.
He unhooked his helmet on his side and donned it once again. While he did enjoy the crisp fresh air of this place, he prefered the filtered air of his helmet with its air scrubbers. He got into the back of the van. Karasuba noticed the whole van dip when he got in. She got into the back and sat across from Blackburn.
"How long will it take for us to get to where we're going?" He asked, his voice distorted again from the helmet, as he looked at Karasuba. The driver jumped in his seat hearing the voice. Karasuba, seeing this, just smirked and replied, "30 minutes roughly. Depends on the jumpy driver there."
"Alright, wake me when we get there." He said as he closed his eyes and leaned back as far as he could in the seat. Before he drifted off into sleep he set his suit's anti-theft systems to low power. He also set it to protect only his weapons, he had spent far too long finding some of those damn parts for them for some jackass to steal them. Having done that he finally allowed himself to drift off into sleep.
Karasuba spent the entire ride back to Teito Tower looking at Blackburn. She had noticed when the weapons seemed to have a small hum coming from them shortly before he fell asleep. She decided that would provide some quality entertainment, for she knew that someone was going to try to take them.
' Oh this is gonna be good.' She thought to herself. They soon arrived at MBI Tower and drove into the garage. She opened the door and hopped out. She wasn't surprised to see both Yume and Takami waiting along with a squad of guards.
"Where is he?" said Takami, curious to see who could possibly be Karasuba's Ashikabi just as much as she was to treat his injuries.
"In the back, hard to miss. He's sleeping right now." replied Karasuba in a cheeky fashion.
"I'm so happy for you! You finally found your destined one!" exclaimed Yume as she hugged Karasuba. Karasuba was not only not used to this but also completely confused as to why she did it. Yume, realizing what she was doing, quickly released Karasuba and backed up a step. She flashed a quick apologetic smile but then quickly went back to her disturbing happiness.
"What's his name? What's he like? What does he do? Is he cute?" Yume fired off questions like someone on a massive sugar rush. Karasuba just gave her a flat stare and was about to reply when Takami, who had walked over and stuck her head into the van to see who her Ashikabi was, shouted in surprise, "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!"
"That is my Ashikabi in his armor. Fancy isn't it?" Karasuba replied with a grin on her face.
"QUIT FUCKING SHOUTING DAMMIT!" The ashikabi in question shouted, his helmet turning the ear splitting shout into a full on assault on the ear drums.
Blackburn having woken up due to someone shouting, which his helmet slightly toned down but not enough, came out of the van having drawn the attention of all present. All those present who had any kind of military service instantly snapped to attention due to the Drill Sergeant like roar.
Takami, Karasuba, and Yume all were rubbing their ears after that due to standing so close to him. Takami and Yume were surprised by the giant 6'7ft metal figure, what surprised them the most was the fact that they were just shouted at in english.
Takami recovered first and asked in english, "Who are you?"
Blackburn had picked up quite a few things over the years, a spot on impression of Sgt. Dornan, was one of them. Which he made use of when he replied "Sergeant Blackburn of the Enclave. Now why were you shouting, RIGHT! NEXT! TO! MY! HEAD!"
Karasuba who had found the whole situation hilarious chuckled when she saw the guards all trembling in fear as they remembered their own drill sergeants. It was in this moment Yume piped up.
"What's the Enclave?"
Blackburn slowly, with as much menace as he could muster, glared at Yume. Takami, who was now smoking, asked in an effort to defuse the situation. "Now while I'm sure we all want to ask Mr. Blackburn some more questions, didn't he come here for medical attention?"
Blackburn nodded, he was really starting to feel all of his injuries and still being exhausted.
"Follow me then." Said Takami. They all followed her to the elevator. The guards had to take another elevator due to Blackburn's size. Besides, none of them were eager to get into an elevator with the Black Sekirei, Takami, and someone who reminded them of their worst nightmares incarnate. It was in the hospital wing when someone tried to take Blackburn's guns.
It was a hallway with white walls and white doors with people in white labcoats that stabbed Blackburn's eyes when the doors opened. They took a few steps inside when they were stopped by a short, ugly man in one of those horrid coats.
"Sir you can't have those here." Said a doctor, glaring up at Blackburn.
"I have no idea what shit you're spewing'." Blackburn said, staring.
"He said you can't have your weapons in here." Karasuba translated for him.
"Oh yeah? Go ahead and try to take them. You know what? I won't even try to stop you. Hell I'll even let you keep them if you can take them." Replied Blackburn, arms wide open. The doctor, not even stopping to think about why he responded like that, reached for the Plasma Defender.
It was a surprise to all but Karasuba when the doctor dropped to the ground twitching, his hair standing on end.
"Suck it up, Buttercup. It was only 5 million volts." Blackburn said, his voice full of scorn. He then started to slowly scan the room. Looking at everyone who was staring at him.
"Well, what are you looking at?" He said evenly, as though there wasn't someone twitching at his feet. Everyone quickly went back to what they were doing before the show occurred.
"Step into this room, we'll see how badly injured you are." Takami said while pointing at a room three doors down on the right. They walked into the room without further troubles. It was like a standard hospital room, a flat screen TV being the only difference. There was also a giant window that looked out onto the city.
" I need you to get out of the armor and sit down on the bed." Takami said, vaguely wondering if he would actually do that. She was surprised when he nodded and walked over to the far side of the bed and then turned to face the wall opposite. They heard a hissing sound and watched with amazement as the back of the armor opened up. Blackburn stepped out and then staggered trying to keep his balance. Karasuba quickly walked over and helped him onto the bed. She noted he stood at 6'2 outside of his armor.
He was wearing his Enclave fatigues, which were very similar to the officer's uniform. His were different by being black and having Sergeant's Chevrons on the right bicep. As well as his personal insignia sew onto the left bicep. The Enclave's insignia was proudly displayed over his heart. He then pulled out his hat, which had been in one of his many pockets, and put it on his head.
"Take your shirt off." Takami commanded. Blackburn compiled and unbuttoned his shirt and put it on the bed. What greeted the sight of the others in the room was nothing but scar tissue and black and blue bruised flesh. Most of the scars looked like they were old gun shot wounds, a few looked like burns, while the rest resembled knife wounds. A few smaller wounds looked like they were caused by shrapnel according to Karasuba's trained eye. She then looked at the rifle that was attached to the armor. She saw on the body were a bunch of tally marks, completely covering both it and the stock.
'He's a tough one. This is going to be fun.' Karasuba thought to herself. Takami's eyes widened at the sight but she walked over and gently prodded a rib. Blackburn let out a muffled grunt of pain but didn't say anything.
"Nothing's broken, and no fractures from what I can tell. I'd say take it easy for a week. But, you should also spend the night here for observation, just incase." She told him looking at him closely. He nodded his head. He then proceeded to take off his boots, preparing for sleep.
"If you need anything press this button here." Takami said as she pointed out a button on the side of the bed. She and Yume then left the room. Leaving only Karasuba and Blackburn in the room.
"How did you get those scars?" Karasuba asked, pointing at the knife scars.
"My old drill sergeant. He wasn't gentle during CQC training." Blackburn replied.
"Sergeant Dornan?" She asked remembering what he had shouted upon awakening.
He nodded his head in confirmation.
"Meanest son of a bitch that ever lived. But a damn good soldier. He was the guy you wanted to have your back when shit hit the fan." Blackburn replied in a tired tone with a touch of nostalgia in his voice.
"What about the ones on your face?" She asked sitting down next to him on the bed.
"Deathclaw, meanest things on the face of the planet. Standing at 8ft they have claws that can shred power armor as though it was not even there. The claws are about 1ft long. They vary from deathclaw to deathclaw. They're damn quick too. I got these when I was heading back to my campsite and stumbled across one in the dark. It managed to get me but I killed it by jamming a plasma grenade down its throat." He replied touching the scars.
"How did you get into a portal?" She asked with genuine curiosity.
"It's a long story." "I've got time."
"Alright, fine. All questions after it then I'm going to sleep. Deal?"
"Deal."
He then proceeded to tell her the events leading up to him crashing into the wall in the alley.
Karasuba was impressed by what he told her. She knew he wasn't lying. His armor and weapons were a major sign of his story being genuine. She found it ironic that it was an alien spaceship that brought him into this world.
"Well that certainly is a story, I can also say that I believe you. Now I've only got one question for you."
"And that is?" Asked Blackburn with a raised eyebrow.
Karasuba look him dead in the eyes and said, "would you be my Ashikabi?"
Beta Monkey - Hey I have a great idea.
Writer Monkey - Oh yeah? What's that?
Beta Monkey - Lets end the chapter with a MASSIVE cliffhanger!
Writer Monkey - But that's SO dickish! Let's do it.
And thus ends the 2nd chapter of The Black Devil Ashikabi. If you're upset with the cliffhanger blame the Beta Monkey. Seriously I was up for ending the chapter with his answer but, well, I liked his idea. Not only that but it allows us to dick around with some more ideas. Seriously it took us hours to write those last three paragraphs. We'd probably have 20+ words from all the shit we deleted. I also hope we did the characters right. If not be sure to tell us. In this chapter is also one of the changes we did to the Sekirei universe. That being Yume never died.
Karasuba - That's good and all but really? You're going to leave me here right next to him while I'm reacting?
Writer Monkey - Eyup.
Beta Monkey - That's pretty much what's happening yeah.
Blackburn - I understand that you have to keep the story interesting but come on. Even I think that's dickish.
Writer Monkey - Shut it you. You're a fictional character that's gonna have a great life because of our dickery.
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Writer Monkey - Seriously that shit is like crack to us. It really helps out in motivating us to keep the story going and to try our best. It also helps us keep the character in character. The next chapter is gonna take us anywhere from 2 weeks to a month. We'll be using that time to set up future chapters, which in turn means more updates for y'all, and setting up juicy plot points.
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