character development

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When Tali had given Mitch Angelo's number, she'd waited a few days before deciding to contact him. She pleasantly gave her name on the phone, expressed that she was sure he didn't remember who she was because she hadn't spoken during his meeting with Tali and requested that Angelo meet her at a...

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It had been a couple weeks of fairly steady research and pain. Theo's search for answers to his eye problem came to a head upon realizing the answer had been there the whole time. Fusing oneself to an eldritch being to gain power was even more risky than contracting one as a familiar. His...

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This had been a long time coming. And no matter how much he'd prepared, Toby was overwhelmingly jittery. He hadn't started them off with this, but he hoped it wasn't too late, now that everything was catching up with him and sinking in. He'd never felt quite like this about much of anything. It...

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Another mundane school day was finally finished, leaving Theo free to his own devices. As per his routine, he finished the homework he didn't get to at lunch in the library. From there he headed to the school gates where his bodyguard was waiting to take him to his next destination. He armed...

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Fuckin' son of a goddamn... That man had some balls, didn't he? Nick didn't want to start shit yet. Not yet. But look at where this guy was pushing him. He had no fuckin' choice. He was smart, but he didn't want other people to think laying low was being weak. He was sure the man heard about...

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@Poppy The urgency of the situation settled into Logan in the evening after Toby and Felix's final encounter with Billy Graham. Phone calls and texts all went unanswered. When he stopped by his father's apartment, there wasn't anyone home, and his car was missing. Now, Billy did have a job...

@Poppy After a tense ride over, Logan got off at the bus stop of an area near the Underground. The poor, shady part of the city. He didn't belong here, and he could feel his lip curling at the sights, the smell and taste of the air, and worst of all, the people. He'd worn plain clothes, tried...

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WARNING: DISTURBING CONTENT. DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE EASILY SQUICKED. IT'S VERY UNCOMFORTABLE. Billy "The Butcher" Graham Billy looked at her house from beyond the gate. Perfect family. Four kids. Was all, that white picket fence deal. Her husband was a priest? Heh, did the hubby know how...

[ 3000th post. ] Vincenzo snapped awake in a cold sweat. His fingers curled, uncurled. There were no hazy memories, no blurry vision, or any sort of reprieve from everything. He was unconscious. Now he was not. He looked around the isolated room, and found no comfort in it. It was a white...