David Thompson
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Roscoe stood with his army outside the walls of Greg. The people here had been more resistant than he could have ever expected. His first assault had been rebuffed. Of course, he could have taken the town through sheer persistence eventually, but he didn't want to lose too many of his elite troops. So instead of storming the town, he sent out groups to the surrounding areas to recruit. So far, things were progressing, although slowly. More and more troops trickled in, and they were almost ready to…-
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I did not like these humans. Not just because they were filthy but almost intentionally so. First, they insulted me. Then, they threatened to break both of my humans. They even started firing projectiles at me. And to top it all off, they insulted me some more. That was completely uncalled for. I mean, the projectiles were easy to swat out of the air. But they said I was dirty! Well, I'd clean up their own dirty mouths. With a blast of air manipulation, I expelled a portion of stone dust from my dustpan…
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This place was weird. Even without Beatrice and Tony confirming it, I knew there were obviously supposed to be humans here. Even messy humans like the kind I'd seen would repair something like a door. But that wasn't it. I noticed a slight discrepancy in the pattern of the trees. Well, not the trees exactly, but the undergrowth of the trees. While Tony and Beatrice were looking for pieces of the skeleton around the farm, I was having my models process all the data that they could. Something was wrong here.…
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Seeing the pattern in how the zombies rushed at the wall, I could just focus on the ones right in front of the gate without worry. I had no issues killing enough to mitigate the immediate danger and keep them from making it into the castle. Soon, I had enough attention left over to even watch over where Beatrice and Tony were holding their own. So far, I didn't need to step in, which was a good thing. This was a good training opportunity, after all. Beatrice seemed to be handling herself quite well, but…
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Bee struggled desperately against the grasping hands holding her down. Kicking against her captor, she was finally able to free her foot. She felt some liquid trickle down her leg, and she hoped it wasn't blood. These ghouls were worse than zombies in so many ways. With her foot freed, she was able to get it underneath her and use the leverage to pull on her captured arm. She expected to break the grasp of the ghoul, but instead the ground broke apart next to her. Suddenly the creature's teeth were only…
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As I relaxed on my favorite rug, I let my processors focus on the questions that had been nagging at me for a while now. What did I want to do? So far, I had only ever tried to clean. That was all I ever wanted to do - help create a clean, hospitable home. Did I really want more? No. No, I did not. Of course, if I wanted to keep things clean, I might have to do more than just clean up messes around the home. The fight with the big demon had proved that. If I let things just go, they might deteriorate so…
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Over the past day or so, I learned quite a bit. I learned about humans, their behaviors, and how they interacted most of all. It was a fascinating process, one that currently had me tending to a crying Leanne to get some sticky tar out of her hair. It was the result of a cruel prank, one that I had to scold the young twins for playing on their younger sister. Luckily, before I had to dish out any discipline, Mary stepped in and had them working hard in the kitchen. She had also confiscated the roofing tar…
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The first trip back to the farm was fairly uneventful. Bee took Trent and Tony, but Void stayed behind, and she assumed it was looking over the kids and Mary. They made it to the farm, each leading an animal with a harness on. This time they would load up the animals and themselves, but also they would try to make a sled to help them transport more. The farm looked just as they had left it. Without the bustling energy of a full family running around, though, it felt far too quiet. Trent seemed a little…
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Bee woke early the next morning, grateful that she didn’t feel more groggy. They had all dragged in their stuff last night before immediately collapsing. However, now that it was morning, the castle was thrown into a comparative flurry of activity as the family started moving in. Mary had completely taken over the kitchen and had breakfast ready when Bee wandered in. Instead of shoving some dried meat in her face and starting her day like before, she got a plate of fresh eggs pushed in front of her.…
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Bee followed Tony's family out to the barn. They swung the doors wide and quickly got to work handing out scythes. Even the youngest had one sized for him. Tony pulled her aside and found one that had the correct length for her. Since she didn't know much in the way of farming, he briefly went over how to use it with Bee. He also showed her how to sharpen it. His hands moved so fast with the file she had to ask him to do it again. It took her a couple tries to get the hang of it, but before long, she…
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