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  1. Public Bookmark 36

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    “Bye, Parrot,” Wifies says, once the sound of footsteps fades. 

    Another day, he would have said that Parrot couldn’t hear him. Because in this situation, Parrot should walk up the stairs and walk exactly twenty-six steps away and wait for the sound of an explosion. 

    Another day, he wouldn’t be dying at all. So maybe he can’t predict Parrot all that well, anyway. 
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    The worst thing in the world is waiting.

    You’d think Lomedy would be a patient person, being a farmer and all. He waits for the rain to fall. He waits for his plants to grow. He waits for the sun to rise. He waits for Flamefrags to come back.

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    Smooth, reverent hands over white bandages.

    “Does it hurt?” asks Spoke, gently. He’s always so gentle. This is the side of him that nobody else on this server understands—only Mapicc.

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    "Dude," says Egg. "Don't give me a stabshot. What the hell am I gonna do with that?"

    Wemmbu gives him a pitiful look. He's a pitiful kind of guy, that Wemmbu. He's terribly lucky that a scholar and hero as powerful as Eggchan has taken him under his wing.

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    Unstable deuteragonists and their protagonists, all across the timeline.

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    06 Apr 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 82

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    Shedletsky doesn't have the best memory, and he never has. He can hardly remember his early admin days, and the day he was banished from Godhood felt like his first day in reality. He can't explain it, but it feels like there is something important he needs to remember. There's always something he needs to remember... If his thoughts would let him think in peace for once.

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    Shedletsky has DID and took over as host after Telamon was kicked from the admins of Roblox, except Shedletsky has no idea what DID is or that he is a system. Takes place in the Forsaken universe, where the normal cast has been forsakened, and Shedletsky has to learn to cope and grow into a better person while the other survivors wonder what the hell is up with him. This will have multiple chapters.
    Written by a system with a Shedletsky-based subsystem, so if anything seems OOC, that's why.
    Specific warnings at the beginning of each chapter, just in case.

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    11 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 54

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    Somewhere deep within the misty, mindless hole in his heart and in his head, 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 unrecognizable, but mostly because Flame vividly recalls being told that an accomplice of his was executed in Law prison.

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    "What about Leo?" Mapicc asks, his eyebrows furrowed together in worry. "Isn't he--"

    “He’s not,” Spoke says from somewhere a million blocks away. Somewhere too far for him to realize what a mistake he’s making. “I lied.” 

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

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    09 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 18

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    Telamon had always been a selfish god.
    His will was always righteous; for a deity such as himself could never be wrong.

    Until he was. He couldn’t accept it at first, but deep down he knew the truth. He needed to change. To better himself.
    The only way to achieve perfection was to have mortality. Without it, he was nothing but a heartless being.

    Little did he realize — even with newfound mortality — that mistake would come back to haunt him.
    …and haunt him it did.
    In more ways than one.

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    28 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 11

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    "He's catatonic," the doctor whispered, flipping through a clipboard of chemical imbalances. "He isn't reacting to the staff. He isn't reacting to the medication. We need a tether. Someone he has a deep, perhaps even volatile, history with. Someone who can force a response out of him."

     

    Builderman looked at his own reflection. He knew he couldn't do it. He represented the "Good Old Days," and looking at him only made Shedletsky sink deeper into the shame of what he’d become.

     

    He needed a mirror. A dark one.

     

    "I have a name," Builderman said, his voice hollow.

     

    "But you aren't going to like it."

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    27 Jan 2026