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Dim prisons and Drakes

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I was in an honest to gods four post bed; I didn't recognize the wood grain. I also didn't recognize the hand fondling the wood grain. Or the hand with which I reached out to that first hand, though both were my own. They were both small, delicate, hairless and a pale white.

Last night they were larger, callused, and a healthy nut brown color.

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Archetypes

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Magic has always existed in human society. Throughout all of our history, it has been used to explain the unexplainable. From Gods driving chariots across the sky, to witches 3 influencing kingdoms, magic has always been at the root of it all. Real or imagined, it has played a role in our very lives and psyches since we as a species started walking upright and chipping stone for tools. Which is why the events of the latter half of December 2011, while thoroughly shocking, shouldn't have actually surprised anyone.

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A personal history of Mutation, or how I spent my teen years. Chapter 17. (Ian)

Surprise! No one expects Min! Though to be fair, this part of the tale is more about what is going on in Ian's head than Minerva; fair warning there.

For those of you who frequent the WA site and are reading this, yes I'm going to catch up Min's tale there too... I just decided to reverse my earlier decision and WhatIf it. So as soon as I get everything properly formatted and ready to go, it'll enter the hopper there along with everything else.

But for now, enjoy the finale of the Halloween arc, as told from Ian's point of view.

Room in Hell

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"Melvin Numen."

I stood up and walked over, amongst the cheers and catcalls. I was not well beloved by our wonderful school body, being of small stature, large intellect, and 'nerdy' appearance. A winner of scholastic bowls and terrible at sports, and voted most likely to turn warlock. The last was a source of chagrin, as I really didn't see myself as the vengeful school shooting humanity hating jackass type.

"Congratulations young man."

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The shifting approach to adaptation

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Life is never easy. Anyone who tells you life is good, that life is a wonderful miracle, has either got their heads in the pixie dust crack pipe or is just blowing smoke up your ass on purpose. The fact is, life is a messy brutal affair where the strong dominate the weak, and where even the strong can die if unlucky.

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Vagrants

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I was proud that I could kick ass with my small stature; Roger was really the only one better than me at anything I chose to actually focus on, much to my chagrin. especially when, as now, most of our generation was watching Roger smear me into the figurative dirt.

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Who's hunting who?

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We had dubbed her "the Puppet Master." Her main ability seemed to revolve around taking control of people, manuevering them from the shadows as if they were made of wood and strung to her fingers. She was not subtle enough to hide herself completely, but just subtle enough that the Germans, who normally liked to handle their witch troubles themselves whenever possible, called The Hunt.

And the Hunt of course, called me.

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Memoirs of a magical girl

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In my defense, let me state this as a matter of public record. I am not evil, or immoral. I am not a plotting spider at the center of a large web, laughing as I lead others to ruin. I was just really, really stupid. And greedy. And lonely. And I'm just going to shut up about that now before I dig myself in further. Let me just restart this. I won't delete what I've written, as it is important. But I'm not a pro at this, and I'm getting ahead of myself. So let me try and tell the tale as it happened, and let the chips fall where they may.

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Memoirs of a magical girl, chapter 4.

Anyone remember this one? The drama, the pathos, the action action action! (Along with the short skirts and henshin sequences, which I've been pretty coy about so far.) I'm a few days late on posting this one, I admit. Hopefully, the quality will make up for it.

Copyright Nagrij, 2016. (Yes, that year for this chapter is right.)

A personal history of Mutation, or how I spent my teen years. Chapter 16.

Surprise! The second half of Min's Halloween, just barely on time. Pity about part 3, but we can't always have everything. Enjoy the Halloween party!

Oh, and this is a work of fanfiction in the Whateley Academy universe, a WhatIf, as we've coined it. If you want the real deal, and you haven't yet, please check out the canon stories at: http://whateleyacademy.net/

Please and thank you. Now on with the show.

A personal history of Mutation, or how I spent my teen years. Chapter 15.

Alright, finally the next installment of Summer mutation. New rules are in effect, so bear with me:

This is a fanfic or WhatIf piece, called such by the cabal. You can find the canon stuff over at http://whateleyacademy.net/ so check it out if you haven't. And now on with the show, enjoy a first glimpse at Min's Halloween.

Archetypes: the rebootening.

Alright. So, there is a story here; a patron asked me for a new chapter for this last month. I did that patron one better, doing some minor rewriting of the first four chapters for clarity and error checking the lot, and only after that did I add the fifth chapter.

So if you don't want to read old material, no matter if it's been rewritten or not, I suggest you skip the first four chapters. The new chapter, chapter 5, is about 3/4 of the way down. Without further ado, the long overdue restart of one of my earliest tales. Enjoy.

Copyright Nagrij, 2013-2016. (I know, right? Practically an age!)

Here there be dragons, chapter 7.

Alright, a long time coming but I finally got it all done; it was oddly difficult to write. Enjoy.

Also, a note. There is a bit of a debate over on the new Crystal Hall about fanfiction, regarding rights of fan-fic authors and posting, and using terms to clarify that. In order to clarify things from my perspective, let me state for the record I'm for it, and I'll state again this is fan-fic (or to use the new term, a WhatIF or Whateley Independent Fiction).

The canon stuff can be found at: http://whateleyacademy.net/

Now on with the show.

Dim prisons and Drakes, chapter 12.

Chapter 12, entry to the land of giants. Situations like this one should be familiar to many of you, you see them every game night. At least I hope you do.

At any rate, there we go. for those few of you who did the patreon thing, thank you. That pesky poll though, continues to be a problem. :p

Copyright Nagrij, 2016.

Room in Hell chapter 24.

Here we are, Room in Hell again. A look at a day off, with nothing going on... or is it? Oh, and more of the twins. I know some of you like the twins.

Copyright Nagrij, 2016.

Also, a word from our sponsors; I have patrons on my Patreon now... and they all voted for different chapters to be updated. This left me with a three-way tie. Now sure, I could just pick one and declare it the winner, but instead, I'm going to try and do it all, that is, update each story voted for this month. But... I can't help but think it might happen again, and unless I deny my patrons the privilege of choice there is only one conclusion I can come to....

I need more patrons voting. So won't some of you stop by, sign up, and break the deadlock? :)

Down the Rabbit Hole, part 3.

Alright, the third and final part. I will say, as dark as this is, don't give up on Tia just yet. There are a few loose ends, of course, that I can write stories about later if I choose. And again, for those that ask, yes this is a second generation canon piece.

At any rate, enjoy.

(P.S. - on a somewhat related note, I just got my Patreon going and fully updated after a snafu which required me to delete and repost everything... so if you browse there and want to, look me up with my pen name. I can't post WAU tales there due to potential legal issues, but everything else is going there first... in fact, Vagrants 17 and the next chapter of Who's hunting who are already there.)

A personal history of Mutation, or how I spent my teen years. Chapter 14

Alright, been sitting on this one for a bit, but can't really hold it back anymore, since it's clogging up monitor space. :p

In this episode, hints, clues, and signs of things to come. Enjoy.

Also, for those interested... I've resurrected my Patreon account, and will be posting up everything not Whateley related there; eventually, the plan will be to post new chapters first, as well as having votes about what stories I should work on next, muse permitting. I sweated long and hard about this idea (over a year) but the harsh reality of my situation is if I don't try something like this, I won't have an internet connection much longer, so I'm trying to split the difference. Everything I'm writing will eventually make its way here, the stories will continue, (at least as long as I can pull it off - lack of an isp might cramp that some) but at this point, I have to be somewhat of a jerk about things.

Sorry to dump, and if you want to ignore it, feel free.

To whom it may concern, web serial edition!

To those who like the various things I do, and can't get enough... or just want things to read: I have started a new web serial, just today.

If you care, you can find it here:

https://petowblog.wordpress.com/2016/05/21/a-taste-of-things...

If you don't care, just ignore this.

Down the Rabbit Hole, part 1.

Alright, one of the things I was working on. A Whateley Academy canon origin for their/our Generation 2. It opened my eyes to realize there isn't all that much traffic between the two sites, and I think that's a shame, but I'll deal; I just didn't want to step on any toes by posting this here too early. But turns out I didn't need to worry, so here we are; enjoy.

To whom it may concern:

I know I've been updating slowly these last several months, and I know those of you that care know why. (namely, a book in the works and Whateley academy generation 2.)

I just thought that if you had a burning desire to read something I wrote, a need to read something new by me (or at least new to you) I'd point out that the first part of the origin for my gen 2 character (some 20k words of goodness) is now up on the new Crystal Hall site. If you already knew and read, carry on... if not, well, you're invited to.

Dim prisons and Drakes, chapter 11.

A little early this time! Well, sort of. Already working on a new chapter of something that isn't RiH... but a new chapter of that is coming. For now, enjoy a look at the new old Toledo, courtesy of DP&D. See if any of you can guess where I'm going before I get there. :)

Copyright Nagrij, 2016.

Vagrants chapter 16.

I'm on time! Let's all cheer that fact as we read this totally full length and not short at all chapter, okay? (This is actually my normal chapter length for many of my tales, which is kind of depressing when I think about it.) Still doing the other projects, and both are still progressing.

For those of you who don't know, you can find some of my latest work over at the crystal hall... the new Whateley Academy site that is, not the old one. Just look under the generation 2 tag, and I'm there. So I haven't been gone, just... busy with something many of you haven't seen yet.

Anyway, enough about that. Enjoy some tension in your Vagrants chapter. The calm before the storm, if you will.

Copyright Nagrij, 2016.

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