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    Using his good hand, he shifted forward, using all his strength to put weight on one foot, and…
    Nothing. He had no strength in his legs right now. He tried again, and again, and each time, they would give way, and another twinge would ripple upwards. On his last attempt, his foot slipped, almost sending him face-first into the dirt. Standing up on his own, let alone walking, was out of the question right now.
    Crawling, one-armed, a great distance with very little strength? That wasn’t sensible either. No, right now, all Flowery could do was… stay put.
    What a laugh. He was just as useless as a flower.
    (That wasn’t right. Flowers weren’t useless… But like this, with no one to see him, what good was he?)
    He sighed, feeling the exhaustion catch back up to him. Shuffling into a comfortable position as best he could, Flowery took one deep breath,

    and called for help.

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    When Flowery reawakens at the world's end, he finds his injuries too debilitating to move. Left all alone, he can only reminisce on times past, and hope that someone, anyone, will find him.

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    15 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 15

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    Kris turns back to Susie. Their expression is as apathetic as ever and they remain silent for a long moment before narrowing their eyes into a piercing glare.

    “I’m not your first priority anymore,” they say. “Why should you be mine?”

    Susie stiffens like a board. Noelle can feel the fur on the back of her neck standing on end, burning with guilt even when she doesn’t know what she could have possibly done wrong.


    Kris has been acting weird ever since Susie and Noelle started dating. Noelle finds something she wasn't supposed to.

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    15 Jul 2026

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    “King had no time to dwell on it, however, as he typed in the last line of code and pressed enter. By now, everything was unstable. He could even feel himself shake and glitch out (it felt almost like his skin was being torn off and put back on over and over again). The computer put on a loading bar, and he watched it go forward before reaching the very edge and stopping right before completing.

    ‘[BOINK!]’ he cursed as he reached out and shook the console.

    The bar held still for an agonizing minute, in which Kinger could feel his insides being mixed up, a painful, nauseating feeling, but he held his ground and kept his eyes locked onto the computer screen.

    ‘For the love of God please,’ he said and smacked it with his hand. The bar finally moved and dinging sounded, not only from the computer, but from seemingly everywhere around him. The glitching stopped, and Kinger breathed a sigh of relief as everything stilled.”

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    Or, alternatively:

    What if Kinger had not accidentally killed Caine?

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    01 Apr 2026

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    Kinger mumbles an affirmative under his breath. The sound of scratching on paper grabs Caine's attention, only just noticing the notepad in the other's hand. He watches the pencil dance across the paper, slightly entranced by the movement, until it stops and Kinger's attention is back on him. "Alright. What's the last thing you remember?"

    Nothingness. The absence of himself. A moment that never existed, yet he knows the time passed, so something has to be there. Even if it isn't. Even if he wasn't. He thinks this, and comes up with a response that makes sense with the context he has in his mind. He doesn't compute how it will come across when all he has to say is:

    "Nothing."

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    Caine is dead. Then, he isn't. Not because the humans wanted to see him again, not because they felt bad, but because the circus couldn't survive without him. To top it all off, he was only brought back to begin with thanks to one teeny, tiny little condition:

    He can no longer use his powers.

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    01 Apr 2026

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    After being deleted by the humans, Caine sits alone in the recycling bin.

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    01 Apr 2026