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In The Future This Story May Receive Light Again, But For Now It Will Sleep

As another year passes, a host of characters are pulled from the void. All of them see themselves as heroes in their own right, but soon they will realize that this may not be the case. In this hostile dimension, they will be forced into a tournament where twenty-four will enter, but only one will exit. The stage is set, the world is watching, and everypony is prepared to declare their newest victor. Will they have what it takes to survive in this cruel and twisted world? Is playing their game truly the only way to win, or is escape not as impossible as it seems?


This story is inspired by a Hunger Games OC concept made in 2019 but with some twists to set it apart. The idea was first proposed by a creator called EvyDusk, who's no longer active. The current main ideas in this story and drafts of it are created by me, and they are improved on massively by my co-writer named Emo Rainbow.

Like any other Hunger Games Story, there will be a lot of violence, deaths, and disappointing moments as OCs are cut down and their numbers dwindle, however, for the OCs who were submitted, we'll be trying to make their moments, and this story, as interesting as it could be. Most of the OCs you'll be seeing will be competitors, but there will be some who will be on the sidelines, with other roles surrounding the tournament.

Here are all the OCs by Author:
Blaze Firestarter by Indigo Lightning Strike
"Waxbeak" by SirReal
Silver Chance by foxmaster
Odium by Heroic412227
Kirouac by NicLove
Second Wind by Amereep
Fighter Swan by Emo Rainbow
Ozone Shift by Ekhidna
Firestorm by BradyBunch
Green Scale by red reaper
Jade Dawn by Jade Dawn
Luminous Skies by Luminous Skies
Tarantula "Inkwell" Brush by amf studios
Cobalt Dust by -Bluejay-
Silent Talon by Jman796
Jason Colby by AsuFlick
Golden Gild by Connect-the-Pie
Wet Nurse, Foal-Bearer, Beatrix by Dr Sharaz Jek

This list will be added on as potentially more OCs could join. The time to submit OCs for the competition is over, but you can still submit OCs as non-competitors, such as game masters, trainers, servants, and other roles that could be useful.

If you're going to submit OCs, want to know more about our project, and other questions, please contact either me or my co writer Emo Rainbow

Chapters (4)
Comments ( 101 )

Good luck with the story! Will check it out when I can!

I like the way you write Firestorm! Try to make him a bit more chill and energetic once he meets the other contestants, though. He isn't tense and angry all the time.

Awsome job!

I will await future chapters.

Game Master: Loyal-Dark / Shifting-Surprise or Dandelion

Servants: Loyal-Dark / Shifting-Surprise or FlashTruth & his Daughters

The Avox Role Is Undecided: Farmer and Solid Ground

Guards:
PeaceKeeper Role : SamuraiKnight or Bubbly-Biceps

Audience: any other O.C.

Audience, and other creative ideas that could be of: in the P.M.

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will keep that in mind. this first phase will probably see him the most mad due to the obvious thing that he's been forced into this situation, and various things will seem baffling and just pure evil to him. but upon seeing the rest who are also in his situation he'll slowly calm down, and try to adjust, as best as he can of course.

He sighed in defeat and fell to the ground, ready to accept his fate. It had already been days, and not a single thing had come along to greet his cries for help.

How does he know it’s been days?

They were coral-colored ponies wearing matching maid outfits, and call him a betting stallion, but he was willing to guess that they were twins.

Ok, that might be my nickname for him then, “betting stallion”.

Sensing the tension that had filled the room, the twins softly smiled at him, as if to convey that they understood his situation. “We’re sorry for the inconvenience you had to pass.” The first one said, her soft voice coming off as mostly sincere.

If I had to guess, this is celestia in disguise.

“We hope that it didn’t feel too bad.” The second one added on with a grin, immediately after the first one finished, her voice sounding almost like a taunt.

And this is Luna.

The reserved girl flinched for a moment at his outburst, but the second taller one simply placed a hand on her wide hips sassily. “You want to run that by me again? Because it almost sounded like you were insulting us.” Firestorm opened his mouth for another tirade but stopped as he felt an ominous aura radiating off of them. He closed his mouth and swallowed his pride, holding his words in just long enough for the presence to fade.

I don’t think I know the meaning of swallowing my pride.

The taller one let out a hmph of disappointment and placed a hand on her sister's shoulder, calming her down. “Let’s just start with names, yes?” She asked condescendingly. Firestorm growled under his breath, but ultimately remained silent and nodded his head. “My name is Foal-Bearer,” She said while placing a hand over her chest. “And this is my sister, Wet Nurse.”

I am so Immature :rainbowlaugh:

“This competition is imperative to our survival, but at the same time, we try to keep an air of enjoyment about the process. It helps alleviate the guilt in my subjects.” Firestorm looked onto the papers in disbelief, the headings all advertising various annual Trials that had come before. All of them consisted of a battle royale between 24 contestants from parallel worlds, and in the end, there was only one survivor from each.

What happens if they don’t kill eachother?

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Appreciate the observations, glad you're taking an interest in certain parts. As for the portion talking about it being 'days' it was meant to sort of allude to the strange flow of time in the void. Earlier he had talked about it only being hospitable for a few minutes, but the next he thinks it's been days. It's sort of meant to demonstrate the voids harsh effects on the psyche, since to him it felt much longer than it might've actually been. Although looking back on it now, it could have been alluded to better.

I don't usually follow M-rated fics, but seeing's as I donated my OC to this one, I'll be keeping an eye on it.

It looks fun. I’ll have to keep an eye out for new instalments.

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Hey. Speaking of M-Rated fics, so you honestly think that this story would end up being more of a T story (like the actual Hunger Games) than a M one. I placed the gore tag simply because there would be deaths but the extent that we describe these deaths might be low enough to make it T. Your opinion?

Good set up so far!

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It's mostly still in the premise stage so I can't say much. Technically it's fine but no much has happened yet, it's mostly an explanation of concepts.

Seems like every other OC has to have their family die. It's actually kind of hilarious. At least Firestorm's family is all right.

Also, I've never watched Re: Zero, but Wet Nurse and Foal Bearer are definitely Ram and Rem.

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yeah lol! ironically funny.

I've also never watched Re: Zero, but I didn't create the two. Another author did and submitted them. Any viewer could still submit non-competitors, but the chances of them being excepted is lower than for the competitor role as we don't know how many slots of usages we'll be having for them.

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You know, I had that same exact thought when I heard about the twins for the first time. I can't write more than two words without immediately picturing them to look the exact same way.

Is Firestorm gonna be the main focus of the story? Or will it shift over to some-pony else?

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Sharaz has mentioned that Ram and Rem were their main inspirations :raritywink:

He stopped just in front of the door, hesitating to reach for its handle as the memory from only several minutes prior began to plague him. The sheer absurdity of it all, the gravity of what laid in store for him, and the one title that seemed to make it all end in blood-boiling rage. That title was ‘The Trial of Sustainment.’

I don’t remember them calling it that.

As he sat in silence, his thoughts of course shifted to the trial. Calling it cruel would have been a gross understatement. It was barbaric, inhumane, it was… pure diabolical evil! The thought of these creatures pulling ponies from other dimensions, each with their own family, friends, and lives, only to have them murder each other in front of the whole world was just sickening.

Ohh. So every single contestant is from a different dimension. This makes interested in how many dimensions there are and what they are like.

The host and the papers both claimed it was for the survival of their dimension, but Firestorm wasn’t having any of that. What kind of world sacrificed innocent lives like that, just to go on and consider itself worth saving in the end?

Is it only this dimension or other dimensions as well?

Nightmare Moon, Sombra, Discord, Tirek, Chrysalis, hell even the Noxxa Clan seemed more tame in comparison. He knew that his old friend Freedom Fighter would have been inclined to disagree, especially after what they did to their family, but in the heat of the moment, he just wanted to feel right in this. When pulling something this depraved, on a scale this large, he wanted to believe that all of his friends would consider this as big of an affront to nature as he did.

Noxxa Clan? Is that their version of The Klue Klux Clan?

Foal Bearer shot him a glare in response, before returning to her signature smug smile. “You know, being a maid isn’t my only job. I specialize in castration too,” She then lifted her hand, summoning a giant battle-ax that seemed far too heavy for her to wield with her thin arms, but somehow she managed to catch it without even flinching. “I could demonstrate if you’d like.” Firestorm suddenly found himself at a loss for words and gulped down the emotion that was most definitely not fear.

I would’ve tried her. Also, why the hell would that even be a job?

The hallway fell into silence as they walked, but it wasn't long until Wet Nurse lightly nudged his arm to get his attention. “You certainly like poking the bear, huh?” She asked with a smile. Firestorm gave her a smile of his own and nodded his head towards Foal Bearer.

I would have poked her even more.

Wet Nurse tapped her chin for a moment and pursed her lips as she thought. “Yes.” They both shared a decent laugh at her answer until it naturally died down. After it did, she looked up at Firestorm with a contemplative smile on her face. “In all seriousness though, my sister's a really sweet pony. Underneath her rough attitude is a pony that cares a lot about the contestants that come through that portal.”

Calling it, now. That’s Cap.

As they continued talking back and forth about sharing ‘the big secret’ Firestorm started wracking his brain together to do the math. They said this was an annual tournament, the 50th annual tournament to be exact. If there were 23 contestants dead, times forty-nine tournaments, that would mean there were just over eleven hundred different ponies already sacrificed to this world.

That’s some good math.

“Never before has a pony stayed with us after claiming the champion status,” Pinkie continued. “but that just means she must love the games as much as I do!” She said while turning to the newscasters.

Interesting

Their pictures went by far too fast for him to soak in, but the final picture it had lingered on was the supposed winner named Beatrix casting a form of magic from her opened palm.

Why did it say “supposed winner”?

What followed was a series of gruesome scenes recounting the conflict of the previous years’ trial.

Are we going to learn about the other trials?

“We’ll make it through this,” The mare said, her voice filled with determination and hope as she faced him. “I know we will!” Then, directly following that scene, it switched to an angle looking up into Beatrix’s angered face as she pointed her hand down and lit an unseen object on fire. The recording ended on her image as the force of the spell blew her hair backward in a terrifyingly elegant display, then slowly faded back into the newsroom filled with the laughter of the news ponies.

There’s no way she killed him.

“Oh man, what a wild ride those 12 days were.” The stallion said as he wiped a tear from his eye and turned towards the mare. “Who were you rooting for?”

12 days?

The mare waved her hand and gave a slight chuckle. “You know me, I was a fan of that brave young stallion who was paired with Beatrix. He was the youngest competitor so far, at only fourteen, and yet he was still scrappy enough to make it into the final hour.”

14? Don’t you have to be an adult?

In his experience, if the clothes weren’t meant for the express purpose of protecting you, or part of some formal event, then all they really succeeded in doing was slowing you down.

How does that make sense?

P.S: Sorry about the long comment.

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(1) It was mentioned at the end of chapter 1 between the host and Firestorm
(2) Yes. The number of dimensions is endless. Some of the competitors have their own backstory, like Brady Bunch's first story, A Rather Large Adventure.
(3) For the sake of argument we'll presume that every dimension is unique to each other by a single variable, so yeah, you could argue for just one or multiple.
(4) Read Brady Bunch's story. They have the most extensive backstory out of them all. Spoilers: The Noxxa Clan are enemies to Firestorm and the Equestrian Crown. They once captured Twilight and severely hurt one of Firestorm's friends. They're barbaric, to say the least.
(5) Intimidation factor I suppose? The way me and my co-writer Emo works is that I create the drafts, and they spin things however they want to. The only reason I could see it being a job if it was for a punishment, but then, IDK what would lead to that punishment.
(6) Poke, poke-poke, poke
(7) Alright
(8) I can agree.
(9) Yeah, it's interesting. Mind giving your opinion why?
(10) Omit the 'supposed' part if you want then to make it a bit easier to understand.
(11) That's an interesting idea.
(12) But they don't know that
(13) It's not a really extreme value.
(14) Then you've definitely not read the book. Due to the rebellion against the capitol, the capitol made it so that two kids from each district would compete from ages 12 to 18. Considering how the movie expands on that you basically have 12+
(15) Ponies don't normally wear clothing

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9. The reason is because this is the 50th trial and she’s the only one that stayed, which means she has to have a reason. Now what that reason is I don’t know.

11. Thanks

12. I feel like it should be obvious, because they are showing tones of gruesome scenes, but not that one.

13. Ohh. So the 12 days isn’t important?

14. I actually haven’t, but thanks for the information.

15. I’m talking about that part about clothes slowing you down.

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Yep, Rem/Ram were the primary basis for them! Another inspiration (this is admittedly an odd one) is the Crimson Twins from G.I. Joe, with the shared feelings of pain/pleasure between them.

Anyhow, nice chapter! Mostly more set up but more intrigue, plus I like the new OC. Nice for Firestorm to have an ally.

Everything is looking good so far!

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What's your favorite part of this story?

Such interesting characters.

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Mainly how everything is working out, the interdimensional aspect of it, and the characters at large.

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yay. how about funny? What made you laugh?

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I am extremely glad to hear you guys say that! Every moment While writing I was freaking out because I wasn't sure how the characters would be perceived. Eventually I just decided to go with my gut, since taking two months to work on a chapter ain't exactly what I'd call productive. Promise to work faster next time! :twilightsheepish:

After Foal Bearer had fetched them from their room, she’d led them through a series of black portals as per usual. They had arrived in a sterile medical examination room where several nurses proceeded to sit them down and run every test imaginable on them as they waited. From blood tests, to blood pressure, to their senses, and finally about a gallon of different immunizations and vaccines for their stay.

God damn, for what?

Firestorm nodded along with him, though he made sure not to look his way to avoid drawing any unwanted attention. “Yeah. I remember him telling me about ‘making copies’ if we were to lose our souls here. I don’t know about you, but that sounds just like what a user of soul magic would say.

I must not have remembered that. Also, there’s soul magic?

“It could explain why everypony around here is so… empty all the time. The nurses, Twilight, and even the twins from time to time. They all act so aloof and look like they’re running on a half-hour of sleep. Wouldn’t surprise me to find out that they’ve been walking, talking, husks this whole time.”

I wouldn’t say the nurses.

“No kidding?” Silver mused as he heard Firestorms theory. “Well, we’re definitely going to need a plan to deal with him. In my time here I’ve seen very little in the way of defenses unless we count that ax Foal Bearer likes toting. That means that he’s probably really confident that he and his lackeys can mop up anypony who makes a break for it.”

So that means they must have went through some extreme training.

“You’re right. We’re going to need powerful unicorns on our side if we want to stand a chance against his magic. Not only that, but I’m pretty sure that the only way out of here is through a spell.” Silver Chance nodded along silently, not having much else to add aside from his agreement to the plan.

How would he know that?

His lack of an answer stood out to Silver, but he just decided to continue regardless. “If what he says is even slightly true, which I highly doubt, then why do any of this?” Silver clenched his fist for a moment. “It’d be easy. Take a pony’s soul, erase their memories, plop them back in their world. What they won’t know won’t hurt them, right? So why make a big spectacle out of this? Why have us all try to kill each other?”

Entertainment?

Before their conversation could gradually return, the door to their left flew open as Foal Bearer barged inside and looked around. As she spotted the two of them sitting side by side, she motioned her head towards the door behind her in a nonverbal order for them to follow. The stallions rolled down their sleeves and followed after the maid, only this time it wasn’t through some dark abyss or portal leading them to the next room.

God damn, don’t break the door.

Silver noticed Firestorm’s subtle battle stance and decided to follow suit. He wasn’t too sure how much of a help he’d be with just his fists, but he was confident that Firestorm knew what he was doing well enough to get them both through any possible trouble. What he wouldn’t have given to have his katana with him.

Katana?

Foal Bearer stepped up to the platform, then faced them completely as she explained. “When you step on here, you will fall unconscious as you are transported to the stage. It will feel like moments to you, so don’t panic. When you wake up, the show will commence.”

Wait, I thought they had to go train first.

“You don’t have to stand out… yet… you just have to avoid making complete asses of yourselves on stage,” She continued before the spell could take place, then flashed them a familiar smirk. “I know that can be especially hard for you two, but there’s at least a 30 percent chance that you’ll surprise me. So just smile, wave, and for the love of God...” suddenly her face darkened as she leaned forward, the red light of the platform illuminating her in a beautifully haunting display. "Do not, under any circumstances, piss Pinkie off. There's no quicker way to end up in a grave." And suddenly, everything went black.

Honestly, that’s tempting.

Even with the shadows surrounding him, he could still make out several other cones of darkness conspicuously cutting through the bright lights all over the massive stage. Call him a betting pony, but he was sure that those were the other contestants, all of them also waiting in the shadows. It was the moment of truth, the moment where they were revealed to not only the world but their co-competitors as well. All they had to do was wait.

Something tells me he used to be a gambler, because he’s said that twice.

The screams and cheering gradually died down over time, as a pair of massive screens along the ceiling across from the stage flashed on. Some generic inspirational orchestral music played, as images of ponies flashed by in time with the beat, each one with a weapon in their hands. Finally, an animated bleeding heart appeared, its blood falling to the ground and sprouting into a rose. From the blooming rose came a title card that said 'Trial of Sustainment L' and another burst of applause came from the crowd.

Wow, they really find entertainment in this.

"Are you excited? Cause I'm excited. I've never been more excited!" Once again, the crowd roared in agreement with her. "Because tonight we unveil the first of the 24 brave heroes who have gathered here to save our world from destruction," The cheers continued, but steadily grew quiet as she dipped her head downwards.

First of the 24?

Pinkie Pie reached into her mane, and despite it not being the poofy mess he'd come to recognize, she was still able to procure a stack of cards from within. As her platform descended further, she twirled the microphone in her hands and giggled. "Up first we have… Firestorm of ARLA!" The shadows immediately lifted from Firestorm as he was introduced, and with it the restrictions on his body.

Arla? Does that stand for something?

He raised a hand to finally cover his eyes from the light and looked all around in awe as the crowd applauded his reveal. "Firestorm, a happy-go Lucky stallion, enlisted in the military at 16. He rose through the ranks, proved his grit, and finally joined an elite task force called the Guardians of the Sun at only age 22!" Firestorm looked up at Pinkie in disbelief, as she continued to read off his bio to the crowd of thousands.

Who are they?

Firestorm looked up at Pinkie Pie in confusion as she wiggled her eyebrows at his apparent 'dream'. He had no idea what she was even talking about until a certain mishap with princess Twilight came back to the forefront of his memory. The cameras zoomed in on his look of shock, eliciting roars of laughter from the crowd and making his cheeks burn a bright red. "H-hey! C'mon now. You do know that I was… joking right? It was just a harmless joke I’m not..." He trailed off into a nervous chuckle, and the crowd gave another, much louder, laugh with Pinkie joining in this time around.

I honestly don’t remember that.

Pinkie nodded her head and looked back down at Firestorm. "Does that answer your question?" She asked while sticking her tongue out and winking cutely. Firestorm stood in shock at what he'd witnessed, but once again soldiered past the confusion. In actuality, the answer was helpful, but it also made him question whether or not the letters stood for anything. He decided however that one poke at the bear was enough for now. If one simple question was enough to set her off like that, he didn’t want to imagine what another would do.

I’d still ask a few questions.

He was an inch away from snapping as the crowd's renewed laughter continued to cut at him, but against all odds, he barely held it together. "What about you, hmm?" Pinkie asked playfully. "Anything you'd… like to say?" It took every ounce of his power to remain still and quiet long enough for her to lose interest. "Hmph, so edgy." She said with a roll of her eyes.

Other than “go f*ck yourself”? Nope.

“Escape is an impossibility, so if ending the others is the only way to ensure justice’s longevity then so be it,” Pinkie nodded her head in moderate respect for the wolf. “Besides, I can already sense the evil brewing from this stage alone. Playing this game won’t be a total loss.” He looked back and eyed Greenscale, then looked over to the winged unicorn as well, both however seemed unaffected by his words as well as his gaze.

Winged unicorn? Who’s that?

“Rapid-fire!” Pinkie exclaimed yet again as she zoomed in front of the next contestant. “Here lies Silent Talon of HGST everypony! A day walking Unicorn-Pegasus-vampire hybrid, oof what a mouthful. It’d be easier to tell you what species isn’t rolling around in there. Somepony’s mother had a good time,” The crowd gave another laugh, and, surprisingly enough, Silent Talon joined in. Pinkie gave a slight scowl for half a second as she watched him before returning to her smile.

That triggers her?

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(1) Just as a precaution that a competitor doesn't die because of a virus/bacteria that didn't exist in their own world. They can still die if they drink/eat the wrong thing, just they can't die because somebody coughed on them.
(2) It's a theory they're saying, but considering that souls are being used to stabilize the dimension, soul magic/dark magic/necromancy will be the term used for now.
(3) Another theory, but basically everything kind of seems mechanical to the two
(4) That's a possibility.
(5) They're just theorizing. When you're being threatened with the chance of dying you usually think of ideas that might sound good but have some logical flaws. They want a unicorn who could def them and attack the Host, and if there's a device that's being used to open the portals, that the unicorn could learn how to open it using their own magic. There's of course a lot of flaws with their plan, but they're hoping.
(6) Basically
(7) No Doors were harmed during this production... yet.
(8) Silver Chance's weapon.
(9) There's no such thing as 'districts' here. And also everything is connected through the void.
(10) ._.
(11) no, but Emo likes using that line for Firestorm
(12) Yes, like the audience when there's a gladiator fight in the Roman Empire somewhat.
(13) Not all the competitors will be revealed at the same time, look at the authors notes
(14) Yes, it's Firestorm's dimension, or the book where he comes from, which is called A Rather Large Adventure (go check out Brady Bunch's story anyways)
(15) Read ARLA for that info
(16) Again, Read ARLA
(17) Yeah, anybody would, but they don't give him the chance, also he's afraid of doing something wrong.
(18) Oof
(19) .
(20) It's funny to her when people get annoyed by her words, it's not when they join in and appear unphased.

huh. kinda reminds me of a few ideas i use used

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7. Yet?
8. He’s a swordsman or something?
9. But, didn’t they talk about speaking to the last winner?
10. What? It is.
11. Emo?
12. Yikes
13. I did, but I just assumed you would reveal them in groups of four or something.
14-16. Oh ok.
17. Like what?
18. What can I say? I’m just that simple.
19. ?
20. Oh god, then she would hate me.

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(7) probably not. doors won't be broken
(8) no but it's something that he has
(9) This is not the Hunger Games universe. This is basically pulling competitors from different dimensions.
(10) *shrug*
(11) My co writer
(12) ye
(13) ah
(14) :)
(17) Just fear
(18) .
(19) .
(20) oof

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9. So they were watching the hunger games on tv?
11. Ohh.
19. Is silver the winged unicorn?
20. Oh well. YOLO.

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(9) Ink knows about the Hunger Games because in his world (which btw is a Lunar Republic Story) it exists as a movie much like here. Silent Talon also went through the Hunger Games in his own AU.
(10) Yes. He's the best.
(11) Upon second thought either it's talking about Kirouac or it's an error that was never caught
(12) YEET

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9. Ink? Was that her name?
And where did 10 come from.
11. Kirouac? Also, if it is a error, then I’m glad I caught it.

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Hold on, let me see if I can find the chapter.

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Found it, I think her name was Beatrix Belladonna. In chapter 2.

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