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    "GREAT! Just great! As if this could GET any better!" Zanka bites out, seething. Of course he's stuck here, injured, in a damp, dirty cell, and of course he's stuck here with fucking Jabber of all people.

    Jabber whistles appreciatively, "Man, you're in a mood today. Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" and cackles at his own joke. Zanka's gonna strangle him. He's gonna rip out those bars with his bare hands and use them to beat Jabber to death.

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    Zanka is taken by some people who want to study givers. Jabber is there too. This somehow makes everything both better and so much worse.

     

    Disclaimer: do NOT feed my work into generative AI or I will fucking GET you.

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    21 Mar 2026

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    La•cu•na (n)
    a blank space, a missing part

    “Zanka?” Enjin calls again, “You… you hit your head pretty hard.”

    “No shit, with this headache,” Zanka grumbles. He glances up at Zodyl, pulling a face, and carefully wiggles out of his hold, standing on his own two feet. He sways a bit, then says, “Who the hell are you people?”

    Interesting. Zodyl’s mind begins spinning, ideas and experiments spilling into his thoughts as Zanka assesses both them and the Cleaners with an unfamiliar gaze.

    “Kyouka,” he says then, “What… what’s going on?”

    On a joint mission with the Hellguard, Zanka takes a hit to the head. Zodyl sees an opportunity and takes it.

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    11 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 14

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    Fu’s mouth opened into a big circle, clamped shut, opened again, closed again, and repeated this motion for about five cycles before he noticed Zodyl’s eyebrow twitching in annoyance and choked on a squeaky noise. He attempted a smile, though his jowls seemed compelled downward by their own intense form of gravity, pupils as small as the head of a sewing pin.

    “I–my–the room–”

    “Spit it out,” Zodyl grumbled.

    The boy took one deep inhale, and began to spew words as if under the panicked belief that he’d die if he didn’t get them out all at once. “Jabber was trying to get me to try this poison but I didn’t want to because it’s poison and poison is–I’m not good, very good with it, so I said no and then he was mad and he said we should fight but I didn’t want to fight but then he tried to fight me anyway and I ran to my room and then he…” Fu began panting, his voice trailing off into a whisper as he finished his rant. “...used Mankira, and my mattress… um… it’s kind of… destroyed?”

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    11 Mar 2026

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    After a reckless night, Zanka finds his whole world turning upside down by the force that is Jabber Wonger, a stranger who embodied everything Zanka had been taught to denounce. Everything in his life gets redefined, leaving him unsteady and lost.

    And free.

     

    (Zanka is gonna be frustrating as hell at first, bear with me he has character development to go through!)

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    10 Mar 2026

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    Dick pressed two fingers up against Tim’s neck and when Tim didn’t glare at him or knock the hand away, Dick’s concern grew, especially when he felt just how slow Tim’s pulse was.

    “And you’re sure you’re not hurt?” Dick asked. “We all know how some hits can be harder than we realise at the time.”

    “I’m not hurt.” Tim grumbled, crossing his arms. “Just leave me alone, would you? I’m fine. I… Just…”

    Tim tilted, his words slurring. His arms slowly shifted until they were loosely at his sides instead and Dick had to put a hand on Tim’s shoulder to keep him upright. Dick gently put the back of his hand against Tim’s forehead and Tim leant into the touch.

    “You’re burning up, Bud,” Dick said. “How long have you been feeling sick?”

    Tim just hummed, eyes barely open.

    Febuwhump 2024, Day 18
    Too Weak To Move

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    29 Jan 2026