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August 11th, 2022


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Who: Simon Torquill and Maximus (+Simon's NPC daughter for. A bit)
What: For Be Careful What You Wish For/The Mystic plot. Simon's wish comes back to bite him in the worst way possible
Where: Degula III marketplace
When: forward dated to August 14
Rating/Content warnings: Pending (will be definite NPC death with some amount of blood)

It was the height of arrogance to think that his perfect August would decide to stay at his side )

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Longing for a chance to see them again. [open to whomever]


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Who: Maximus Decimus Gladius
What: For Be Careful What You Wish For/The Mystic plot. Maximus regrets taking them from Elysium.
Where: Degula III marketplace
When: forward dated to August 14
Rating/Content warnings: Pending (will be definite NPC death with some amount of blood//)

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Maximus found himself walking among the stalls on the odd planet in the Degula III marketplace. Not only did they sell different items he'd never seen before but various wares he had in his world. But something bothered him about this place. What if he regretted his choice?




A little boy with brown hair blinked wearing Roman garbs eyed what seemed like his father standing there, blinking there.

"Atticus!"

He bent down waiting for his son to come running into his arms as he called the little man's name hoping the little guy would turn around and notice his father.

Instead, the little man blinked "I. Where am I?" "Where's Elysium?! Mother?!"

The little guy indeed looked like himself, but he was acting nothing like himself.

"Atticus, you are here with me! Don't you?"

"... You tore me from Elysium."

"What do you have in your hand, Atticus?"