Research Catalogs - ACC Week 14
Introduction For Research Catalogs
However, this time something is different.
You deliver papers for a local newspaper
publication that your family owns.
She agrees to help you and gives you a simple dagger
with a crimson blade, which she says is the embodiment of your vengeance.
One day in port,
however, while the crew is unloading and you are lounging in the bridge, the door blows
open and a woman stumbles in, bleeding from a wound to the gut and dragging a possibly
broken ankle.
"I want to get home before the snow gets too heavy, and it would be a shame
to waste these." He holds out four piping hot hotdogs.
You do have to admit, though, that
you've had an advantage.
What a weirdo! You vow to take back your top spot by any means
necessary. In the dreams, a shadowy figure appears at the end of your bed.
He is not normal.
Fantastic creatures have gone extinct, but their DNA remains preserved in samples from
museums, labs, dry climates, and permafrost.
However, the villagers have been corrupted as
well, with their skin covered in weeping lesions and their minds twisted.
He aggressively
approached you, his sword drawn, and you had no choice but to defend yourself.
Most
onlookers laugh as the trio of ships push away from the dock to head toward the open seas.
The first time it happened was in the middle of a basketball game.
It storms inside, its claws
searching for your flesh.
The process has been so successful that all living humans have been spared the
disappointment of discovering that they are bad at something despite their best efforts, and
have only been exposed to endless praise. Space jump tech is still developing, and humanity
is currently limited to intragalactic exploration.
However, as you follow the leads and
navigate the seedy underbelly of the capital planet, you realize that this is not just a murder,
but an assassination, and that the emperor himself might be the culprit. You close your eyes
and make a wish that the bunnies will be protected.
Your wife died just a year after you
were married, leaving you nothing but an empty house and broken dreams.
Months later,
someone or something began hunting your group, picking off knight after knight until only
you and your father were left.
When you do, the rusty old sword comes loose from the rock
with ease.
Then another.
Then it dawned upon you: fire, plague, insanity — these were
some of the spells cast by your former master against you as he was dying.
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