Abigail C

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10/15/2020 10:55am

Amongst the graves, a merchant wanders. What They clutch at is not the coins in his pockets but the heart which beats in his chest... No matter how much wealth he scatters across the grass, his sins will catch up with him eventually, curses sailing through poison air...



... Hmm. Perhaps I should look into scrying.

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Flesh-eating Entity Club
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9/21/2020 11:34am

I am temporarily resigning from my position as Necromancy Club leader. Only temporarily. TEMPORARILY, okay? The crabs really hate me, and someone else has to take care of them. I'm just going to take a break until then.

God.

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confusetion
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9/18/2020 2:43pm

Certainly. It is also possible that you do not exist at all for us, and/or we do not exist for you. There are... infinitely more possibilities. I don't have time to explain them all. The crabs are getting violent and I think they've fashioned blowdarts from the corpses of their fallen brethren.

Oh, would you look at that. I've been shot. Smells like... ketamine, I believe? Whatever it is, I'm feeling rather fai

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confusetion
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9/18/2020 1:01pm

It's entirely possible that you could be observing us from an alternate reality. The 'game' part does not apply, however. This isn't much of a game to me. Games are supposed to be fun, and I keep getting stabbed by rioting crustaceans, which is not fun.





9/14/2020 10:17am

I think I've been spending too much time around that damn crab machine. It keeps clicking at me and I'm starting to understand what it's saying. It is NOT saying good things.

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9/8/2020 6:44am

Alright. Finally out of the infirmary, so it's back to club duties for me. I still feel like writing about Oro Mar and the crab gods. Perhaps it's a sign...

I've felt something brewing within the seas.

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9/5/2020 7:54am

Alright, well, I'm confined to the infirmary for a few days, so I might as well make the most of it and write down what I've been thinking recently. I wrote something in my *personal, physical* journal about the war between the twin crab gods and the aspect of the sphere, the maiden queen Oro Mar. The primal seas are deep and complex...

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Welcoming the Student Body
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9/4/2020 8:38am

An update: The crypts are no longer open to non-Necromancy Club or school faculty members due to a... rather gruesome incident related to the earlier ritual. I'll spare you the details, but I'll just have you know that I'm currently sat in the infirmary pulling shards of bone and chitin out of my clothing... and flesh.

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Okay, look. There was an entire crab claw impaled in the back of my thigh! Can you BELIEVE that?! This is ridiculous! There's a REASON you don't bring crustaceans within twelve metres of the abstract horizon sphere! THEY EXPLODE!!! YOU EXPLODE!!! EVERYTHING EXPLODES!!!

... I AM BLEEDING PROFUSELY FROM MULTIPLE POINTS ON MY BODY!!!






9/4/2020 8:21am

A new blossom, ever so fragile, opening up to what may have been the warm embrace of spring - but that was not meant to be. What little warmth there was came from the brilliant flames of Providence's hand, which destroys all... There is no belief in its biology, and yet it still appears young and naïve, letting itself be torched so easily.

Such is nature. To personify is our vice.

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9/3/2020 8:37am

As was planned, SHE has risen from the ashes of the roses I burnt on Saturday. Pulled back home from a plane of brimstone and void... How I adore her, in all her broken wisdom. To restore her to her former glory is my only dream.

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