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CAUTIONARY TALE!

There's always story like Michael Muir, a young teenager.

One day he was sitting in his room and staring at the walls thinking about everything. Then again, he was also thinking about nothing.

Then his mom walked into the room, and he didn't realize she was there. Worried about her son, she called for him. He was unresponsive and she yelled his name again until he got his attention.

Bewildered by the sudden shouting, he inquired about what his mom was concerned about. Then she interrogated him asking what was wrong with him.

Michael simply answered that nothing was wrong, but his mom dismissed the answer and accused him of doing drugs. He argued back that he was just thinking and could just go for a can of Pepsi. She angrily dismissed him again and kept yelling he was on drugs.

He wasn't on drugs, he was just thinking and just wanted a drink of a fizzy Pepsi.

Michael wasn't crazy, they were crazy. They forced him to get professional help to protect him from his only enemy, himself.

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Calling All Readers to Join my Beta Reading Team

“Join Christopher on an amazing adventure through the afterlife after he finds out his mom’s death was a mistake. Travel with him and a mysterious friend as they explore new places and meet interesting characters. Christopher learns that the afterlife is different from what he thought, but he’s determined to bring his mom back. I’m looking for readers who love a good story. When you join, you’ll…

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The Departing Tale of Christopher & the Hereafter: Chapter 2

The tree was a bitch to climb with all his stuff weighing him down, but David somehow managed. He didn’t have a build for athletic feats but reached the branch to the kid’s window even so. The branch wavered under his weight, but it didn’t worry him much. Christopher gawked with his mouth wide open, staring at this man in dark clothes standing on a branch. The man who claimed to be the Grim…

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The Pride of the Two Lions

I started playing War of the Visions: Final Fantasy Brave Exvius, it's a free mobile game from Square Enix and Gumi Inc. The story has been engaging that it sparked me to write my own scene involving two characters. Go ahead and give it read ^_^

I’ve been recently playing the free mobile game War of the Visions: Final Fantasy Brave Exvius. It’s a tactical RPG inspired by another of Square Enix’s games, Final Fantasy Tactics. The game play has been very engaging and I got sucked into the story. I’m only in the early chapters of the game, but I felt inspired to write a short scene using two of the characters. Mont and his brother, Sterne,…

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The Lone Roller Ep 28 | Showdown on a Small Desert Planet

Episode 28 of THE LONE ROLLER available now on Spotify ApplePodcasts & YouTube. On this episode Talti faces with the bounty hunter who’s been chasing him. https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/ep-28-showdown-on-a-small-desert-planet/id1694547466?i=1000638494699 If you’re unfamiliar with my podcast, it’s a show where I play a Tabletop RPG sorta like Dungeons and Dragons (not really). I improvise…

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Ep 27 of The Lone Roller Podcast

In this episode, Talti made his escape from the bounty (See Episode 26 for details). However, after making a deal that helped him get off the planet, he now has to make a detour to deliver something for Ritzo. Being a shady character already, does Talti put himself into further danger. And what of the bounty hunter that was chasing Talti? Find out on this episode, links below!

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Microphone Test Audio Technica at2020USB-X

Bought this new microphone and wanted to test it reading a poem by Edgar Allan Poe.

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Christopher reached the top of the stairs. He stepped behind David into a clearing that was surrounded by dead-like trees. Every tree was barren of any leaves. A dense fog hung above the trunks but could not see further than about three meters in front.

So this was the afterlife or as David called it “The Hereafter.”  This was nothing like he learned from his time at Catechism. All the lessons about Heaven–rather the Hereafter–changed just like that! Because there were no fluffy clouds or golden gates or Angels playing harps. None of that was here. Just dead-looking trees.

One thing was for sure and that an afterlife existed. Christopher needed David to be his guide on this journey. Christopher followed behind him as they steered through the trees. David mentioned they needed to find one of the main gates. For now they were on the outskirts of the Hereafter. Passing through the gates would take them through all sections and places they had to pass first before reaching the main goal. The DDCC.

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Chapter 3, The Departing Tale of Christopher

In this chapter, Callum and David come to the Gates of the Hereafter where they need a Cerberus to open up the gates for them.

Christopher reached the top of the stairs. He stepped behind David into a clearing that was surrounded by dead-like trees. Every tree was barren of any leaves. A dense fog hung above the trunks but could not see further than about three meters in front. So this was the afterlife or as David called it “The Hereafter.”  This was nothing like he learned from his time at Catechism. All the lessons…

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Nothing like two best friends getting together to have a nice cup of tea and share a laugh.

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Trumpster and Sleepy Joe love two things cosplaying and Warhammer 40k.

They got dressed up in their Space Marines suits they had custom made and took a couple shots.

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Incoming #podcast #newepisode of THE LONE ROLLER

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Incoming #podcast #newepisode of THE LONE ROLLER

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Trump and Biden recognize it's the first week of the spooky & autumn season. They decided to get an early start and head to the pumpkin patch to pick some pumpkins.

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The tree was a bitch to climb with all his stuff weighing him down, but David somehow managed. He didn’t have a build for athletic feats but reached the branch to the kid’s window even so. The branch wavered under his weight, but it didn’t worry him much.

Christopher gawked with his mouth wide open, staring at this man in dark clothes standing on a branch. The man who claimed to be the Grim Reaper. The one he knew about from television, movies, and old fables that Mom told him. But the old drawings depicted the Grim Reaper differently than this guy. For he was dressed in modern, cool clothes.

“You don’t look like the Grim Reaper.” Christopher challenged David.

“I get that more often than you’d believe,” he said, adjusting his coat as the branch moved with his weight. “However, I can prove it to you.”

“How?” Christopher asked. This David guy was making a big claim, and Christopher needed proof. He watched the man claiming to be the Grim Reaper reach into his coat.

David pulled out a mobile device. “Here, take a look,” he said while holding the device’s screen in Christopher’s eye line. Christopher leaned over the window sill to make out small pictures of his mom. There was some text, but it was difficult to read it. “If you can’t read it,” he said, but the boy raised an eyebrow. David had to think quick. “Let me in, and all will be clear. Plus, you have a document you have to sign.”

“What was this mistake with my mom?” Christopher asked in a monotone voice. What kind of place would Heaven be if they made mistakes like taking his mom away? God and Heaven were perfect. The facts about them were shaken inside Christopher.

“Yes, that, uh,” David stumbled to find his words, all the while balancing on the branch. “Okay, so we reap souls. Before you ask, yes, there are more than one grim reaper. We’re assigned to different areas of the world. Sometimes, depending on the location, the area could need more than a few, but that’s neither here nor there. So, your mother was scheduled to die. I was assigned to bring her in, but later, I found out there was a clerical error, and she wasn’t supposed to pass away.”

“What does that mean?” Christopher asked. “Does that mean she’s coming back?” Another chance with his mom filled Christopher with hope. This mistake would be a funny memory he and his parents would reminisce about later.

“Okay, whoa there!” David stopped the boy from assuming further. “There’s the complicated part of the whole thing. Once the soul leaves the body and crosses through the veil from the Living World to the Departing World, that’s it. A one-way ticket for the most part.”

“That’s not fair,” exclaimed Christopher. Although you wouldn’t tell from his monotone voice. Who was this David to say such a thing?! There were powers higher than him! If someone like Lazurus could be resurrected, then why not Mom! Christopher glared at David, but the expression didn’t seem to match. 

“I know, boyo. Life sucks, and I get that. But the sooner we get this done, the sooner we can all move on. Could you let me in?”

“I can’t let strangers into my house, and why not bring this to my father.” 

“My seniors at the top said you had to sign it. Also, I’m not a stranger because I told you that I know who your mom is.”

“Saying you know my mom is something a stranger would say.”

“Yeah,” David’s voice trailed off. “They would, wouldn’t they. . .” He adjusted his bag’s strap under his coat.

“Can’t you just come closer to my window, and I’ll sign it?”

“Uh…” David looked down toward the end, gauging the effort necessary to reach the window. He’d have to jump toward the window and grab on. “Okay, stay right there,” he said. He assured himself that he could do it and started for the window. Just get this done, he thought.

Christopher turned around and headed for his desk to grab a pen for this whole thing. What else could be done? Mom was gone. She crossed into Heaven as David pointed out to him. Just sign the stupid thing, he thought. The sooner we can get this done, the sooner he could move on with his life without his mom. He sniffled, returning to the window. He heard a yelp followed by sounds of something hitting the roof. It finally ended with a painful grunt that struck the grass below.

He looked over toward the window to see David was missing. Dashing over his window, he peered down at him lying on the ground. David moved his arm back and forth, trying to get back up, but all the wind knocked out of him. “Mr. David,” Christopher asked. “Are you okay?”

“Yep,” David said, the pain from the fall strained his voice. He held his hand against his head that bumped into the roof. “I’m just… I need a minute.” Being a cosmic entity meant one didn’t die in the most earthly conventional ways. They still felt pain, and this fall hurt. “Oh crap!” He grunted as he sat up erratically, patting his body. “Oh crap! Where is it?!”

“What is it?” Christopher asked, watching David fumbling on the ground. “Are you hurt? Do you need 9-1-1?”

“That’s not it! I can’t find my mobile device. Ugh, could you help me find it? Another pair of eyes would be helpful.” David threw off his coat to go through his satchel. “And it would not hurt if you could also bring a flashlight.”

“Okay,” said Christopher. He turned away from the window while shoving the pencil into his pocket. As slow as he could, he opened the door. The door still creaked as it opened in such a way as if it was asking Christopher where he was going. Ignoring it, he tiptoed downstairs, where he found a flashlight in a drawer. He flicked it on to see if it worked and turned it off.

Christopher came outside and saw David on his hands and knees. He was searching for his thing. Christopher knew how difficult it was to look for something in the grass. Especially when it was dark. He flicked on the flashlight and shined where David was looking. He appreciated the help and kept combing through the grass.

“Perfect!” David thanked him. “So I fell over here,” he pointed to a spot, “And my mobile was in my coat pocket just before I fell.” He and Christopher started searching through the grass. The flashlight revealed David’s device near the tree’s base. “A-ha!” He picked it up and gasped when he saw it was cracked. “Oh no,” he rubbed his eyes and groaned.

“What’s wrong, mister?” Christopher asked, turning off the flashlight.

“My screen is cracked!” David yelled. “Sorry, that’s not at you. I’m mostly upset with myself.”

“Well, could I at least sign your thing?”

“Yeah, that’s the thing. The document was gonna be signed electronically, and I forgot to bring a hard copy.” David stared at Christopher. He saw the boy, who had a blank look on his face. “Yep, that happened.” He groaned at his stupid mistake.

“So what does that mean now?”

“It means now I have to go to the repair shop. And they bugger me with offers about newer models. Although, I could hear them ou-”

“I’m talking about my mom.”

“Yes, that. Yes.” David rubbed at his chin strap facial hair, going deep into thought. What was left to do at this point? 

“I could go with you,” Christopher suggested. 

“No. No. Maybe. That could be. . .” David trailed off. He looked at Christopher deep into his sunken expression. “What are you gonna get out of this?” He held up a finger.

“Just a chance to get Mom back is all I ask.” Christopher fiddled at the end of his shirt. “Just a chance to speak to your boss.”

David rubbed his forehead, frustrated with how things played out tonight. “Okay,” he said, holding his hand up. “Let’s get some things straight. Rules, if you will. First, stay by me the entire time. Second, anything I say goes; we go by my lead. Third… are you okay with walking?”

“Yes.” Christopher’s tone came off as more of a question than an acknowledgment. “Couldn’t we just appear in heaven?”

“Uh… no. You see, my device was a portal key back and forth between worlds. That being said, we now have to travel through the Hereafter.”

“The Hereafter?”

“Yes, the Hereafter. The Power that Be made some changes.”

“God?”

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, boyo. Let’s go.” David picked up his coat. He started walking with a direction in mind as Christopher followed him.

They walked for a long time past all the Fall Festival setups. There were empty tents, stages, games, and rides that weren’t moving. The town seemed so devoid of all life. Felt like something out of an apocalypse or a scary movie. Those movies he and Dad watched when Mom was out of town. Christopher remembered the one where a monster terrorized a group of friends on a farm. It gave him nightmares until he told his mom. She chewed out Dad so bad that night.

They came to the Timberlake Fields Memorial Cemetery’s front gates, which were locked. Mom’s final resting place was here, too. Christopher sniffled as he pictured his mom being put to rest here under hollow grounds. “Why are we here?” he asked.

“It’s our way into the Hereafter,” David said, pulling out a key from his bag to unlock the gate and pushing it open. “Okay, let’s go.”

“How do you have a key for the gate here?” asked Christopher, following behind David’s footsteps. The tombstones, trees, and how the wind moaned through the graveyard unsettled his nerves. He hugged himself.

“I have a key that lets me in anywhere, so long as my permission settings allow it. Before you ask, I couldn’t use it with your house because there wasn’t a soul to reap there. At least not now, so I must be invited in like a vampire.”

Given what’s happened so far, Christopher guessed that made sense. Although he surprised himself that he had followed this guy so far. He seemed harmless up to this point. 

They came to an unmarked mausoleum near the far end of the graveyard, with trees surrounding it. David pushed on the door, but it stayed in place. “Damn it,” he cursed. “There should be something that unlocks this thing.” He padded around the door. “Like a button or something.”

Christopher eyed a nearby stone with one side covered in moss. He picked up the very light stone as if it had no substance at all. He turned it over, and it revealed a button. Without a second thought, he pressed it down, and the stone door opened. 

David snatched the stone from Christopher’s grasp and gawked at it. “Well, I’ll be damned,” he scoffed, putting the stone back in its place. The door opened, and inside, there was a staircase that impossibly led past the mausoleum’s roof. “Look at that,” he said, impressed with the fancy stone door. “It’s like TARDIS rules.”

“Like from Doctor Who,” said Christopher. He used to watch the show with Mom. David snapped his fingers and pointed at him for catching the reference. He followed David up the stairs into the unknown. Into the Hereafter. For Mom.

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Trump: Well Sleepy Joe, hot girl summer is ending and autumn is round the corner.

Biden: i think we should go to the beach, Donnie

And the Best Friendsidents went to the beach before the Canadian snowbirbs migrate in mid-October.

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Episode 22 of The Lone Roller is available now! In this episode Talti is traveling to his former who betrayed him to the Muave Society that turned him from a politician to a criminal. https://stillfoxes.home.blog/the-lone-roller

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