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Here is the opening excerpt to Arc 6 of Nerd In the North. I haven't slept since yesterday. I'm gonna nap for a few hours and finish this. Mud, horses and ambition; a mix of all three coated the air of Bitterbridge like a perfumed maiden; the blend entirely unexpected for how sweet it sat in his che

the march toward the dreadfort continued in a grim, tense silence. the losses they’d already suffered weighed heavily on greg’s mind, each step forward feeling heavier than the last. the men around him, a mix of hardened fighters and terrified recruits, wore their exhaustion openly. they whispered a

the forest was dense, shadowed, and silent except for the crunch of boots against frostbitten leaves. greg moved at the head of the column, his steps steady but his chest heavy with a frustration he couldn’t quite shake. six hundred men followed behind him and Ash, villagers turned soldiers, clutchi

Roose employs psychological warfare to delay Greg’s siege while considering his escape plans. He is aware of Greg’s march and has already made plans. He remains confident despite Greg’s overwhelming magical power. He orders his soldiers to use fear tactics to demoralize Greg’s forces and deliberatel

Episode 11: "The Gathering Storm" Chapter from multiple perspectives, ending with Greg’s. perspective 1: the villagers training didn’t come naturally to most of them. the older men grumbled about their aching joints, the younger ones stumbled over their own feet, and the few women—though fierce—were

Episode 10: “The People’s War” frostfall was quieter than greg remembered, the usual hum of activity muted under the weight of what had happened. Then again, it had been literal months. the streets were lined with villagers whispering to one another, their eyes darting to the figures walking through

Episode 9: The First Ranger Benjen Stark has not yet gone beyond the Wall, having taken some time to properly train his nephew. It’s a chapter from his perspective as he walks into Lord Commander Jeor Mormont’s solar to discuss some things about the oddities beyond the Wall and the strange periods o

(I'm just posting outlines, not finished chapters for a while. I'm still gonna be writing but since Season 3 is already up, I'm going ahead.) Episode 8: "A Lot of" the sun hung low in the sky as greg sat cross-legged in the snow outside frostfall’s gates, his back against the rough wooden posts. He

Lag 6.19c – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – Theo stood rooted by the side of an empty table, a silent statue in a sea of rich party-people, as his godbrother nonchalantly sipped from a flute of apple cider. They had chosen this table together… Well, Greg had chosen it, and Theo had simply… said nothing.

Where The Heart Is: Issue # II – o – o – o – o – o – o – o –​ Homelander stood stock-still in the heart of Jonah Vogelbaum's office. He listened, his posture rigid, eyes narrowed as the old scientist babbled away about matters that seemed trivial compared to his heroic responsibilities. "So, he does

Where The Heart Is: Issue I – o – o – o – o – o – o – o –​ Grace Veder Morning breakfast in the Veder household was something of a longstanding tradition, one that the matriarch of the small family took a great deal of pride in and nearly as much effort into. At one point, it had been a warm affair

Lag 6.19b – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – Greg Veder had never been a fan of art. Then again, what teenage boy really was? Still, it could be pretty accurately stated that Greg had less appreciation for art than the average teenager. Not to say that he had anything against it, really. After all, it lo

Lag 6.19a – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – 8:15 PM EST May 15th Downton, Brockton Bay Susan Veder couldn’t remember the last time she had a night out like this. Has it been three years? She felt a frown form on her face at the self-directed question, unable to actually answer it definitively. Maybe fou

Strike Hard – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – Greg began to shed his clothing, his friend watching with confusion as Sparky’s breathing came in noticeably heavier pants. His slight exhaustion made perfect sense as he had spent the last thirty minutes trying to land an actual hit on Greg, the basis of le

Lag 6.18 – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – 9:50 AM Docks - North Sparky kicked off the ground, his skateboard connecting with the worn asphalt of the docks' back streets. The docks were still and quiet as they usually were, the empty silence of the dead shipping area comforting in their own way. The sol

Cutscene: Sparky – o – o – o – o – o – o – o –​ He feels it. The weakness. The cold. The darkness creeping in with each passing moment. His thoughts flit, flicker and fade as he sees lips below glowing eyes move, forming words he can't hear anymore. He opens his mouth. H- His heart stops. And the re

Lag 6.10 – o – o – o – o – o – o – o –​ May 13, 2011 9:57 PM Axel Ramon remained still, eyes dry from a lack of blinking as a pair of bright blue eyes flicked upwards from the phone to lock on to him. Even over the sound of some villain actor projecting all the rage he could at whatever two-bit hero

Cutscene: Tinker Toys (After 6.12) Miss Militia coming in to talk to Armsmaster Armsmaster in shorts and a shirt working on a helmet His new armor off to the right Discussing with Dragon on using that myofiber on himself Militia wants to talk to him about “the boy” Arms: I know what you're going to

Cutscene: Helpless – o – o – o – o – o – o – o –​ April 18, 2011 2:49 PM “-he PRT still refusing to confirm or deny allegations of ABB influence in these attacks desp-” No. “-ougarton Abbey star, Courteney Dockery, in financial hot w- No. “-ext time on Law & Order: PRT. Check your loc-” No. “-es ira

Emergence 2.3 – o – o – o – o – o – o – o –​ Santa Prisca July 22, 8:15 ECT “You know, I kinda have a bad feeling about this mission,” Zeke whispered loudly, voice nearly that of his regular volume as he and the team — sans Aqualad — made their way past a powerful waterfall. The words left his mouth

Mob 5.9 – o – o – o – o – o – o – o –​ April 18, 2011 1:21 PM The gangster adjusted his aim and Greg made his move, quickly dashing to the side in a feat of speed that could only be described as blatantly superhuman. His sudden movement came not a moment too soon as a sound of thunder jarred the blo

Mob 5.7 – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – “I'm sorry. It's just...” “I love you…” “Greg… sweetheart…” “I love you…” “I'm worried that if I don't hold on, you'll just… run away…” “My worst nightmare…” “You're all I have left.” “I'm sorry… for everything…” 00:00​ "Mo-!" – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – April

Mob 5.6 – o – o – o – o – o – o – o –​ April 17, 2011 3:28 PM It was an explosion on a scale unlike any Brockton Bay had ever seen before. Not for its sheer destructive power, of course. With no actual combustible or thermic component to it, the bomb was never going to topple buildings or scar a lan

Mob 5.6 April 17, 2011 3:28 PM It was an explosion unlike Brockton Bay had ever seen. Not for its sheer destructive power, of course. With no actual fire or thermic component to it, the bomb was never going to topple buildings or scar a landscape. No, this bomb traded raw destruction for sheer carna

Here is the Unbeta-ed Draft of Mob 5.5 that I promised to you guys. Hope you enjoy. Mob 5.5 – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – Speak of the devil… Greg blinked as he quickly ducked his head, confusion flitting across his expression as he mulled over his last few thoughts. Did I just call Mom the devil? W