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  1. Public Bookmark 18

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    Purple eyes covered by a blindfold looked slowly, head turning calm and measured like that would make it any less obvious, and he honed in on the general space he knew the other stood.

    The material hung of their armour from buckles and belts was beaten and broken, netherite and diamond and tacky trims smashed together in an obvious attempt at getting anything they could to cover them. It was reminiscent; it wasn’t something Mane should be bothering stressing about.

    The figure, though?

    The boy, the one that stood with heavy metals on his shoulders and slouched as if seeing Mane was the worst thing that could have happened to him, was what grabbed his attention. Vibrant shades of burning purple muddied with dirt, cuts, and blood, and his hair…oh god, his hair.

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    Or, Manepear loots a law outpost, and encounters a boy he hasn't seen for over a year.

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    21 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 26

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    IMPORTANT NOTE THAT THIS FIC IS PURELY OFF MY OWN PERSONAL HEADCANONS OF WEMMBU. NONE OF HIS ABILITIES OR ORIGIN STORY IS CANON.

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    19 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 35

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    Wemmbu said one stupid sentence when he was sick and now his brothers want to talk about it.

    Mane is slightly offended, Flame is wheezing himself to an early grave and Wemmbu has worries about Flame's lungs (while trying to avoid the question).

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    18 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 19

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    Somewhere deep within the misty, mindless hole in his heart and in his head and in the flickering fragments of grief-stricken snow that light on his eyelashes, Parrot thinks to himself, absently, that this whole thing is weird.

    Wifies fell out of the world--but he never left the game.

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    Wemmbu kneels on the dirt of a desolate world; cratered like the moon as he cradles an old friend in his arms.

    There are feathers scattered on the ground and they are no longer white; there are shards of armor sparkling in the raw soil. The body pressed to his chest is still warm; still breathing. This is enough. It’s really, truly, all he needs. It’s all he could ever want.

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    “Lomedy,” Flame says, kneeling above his recently-grown cabbages. “Is that—?”

    His friend is nearly unrecognizable; battered and bloodied and in prison oranges but standing there, still, painfully alive. This, however, is impossible, because Flame vividly recalls being told that an accomplice of FlameFrags was executed in Law prison.

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    "Mapicc?" Spoke whispers. "I think I did something bad."

    Unstable protagonists and their deuteragonists, all across the could-have-been.

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    15 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 31

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    Between sleep paralysis, sleep walking and strange voices, Wemmbu is not getting a lot of sleep.
    Neither are Manepear and Flamefrags.

    Strange voices lead to Wemmbu finding something.

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    14 Feb 2026