#mcbrain

Let's assume dragon heritage for shiny collection :D Just for fun, let's add in the "you can't see me, I can't see you" wing thing.

I assume caretakers mean Lexia and Havard, so I will change it a little bit since I don't think MC could pull off a mass thievery spree without someone noticing :D Not yet at least.

We can consider this a sort of prelude to the end of this ask.

For some reason, this got long :D Let's call it a thank you for 2500+ likes and 100+ re-blogs!

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Guard duty was boring.

"Lots of stuff been going missing lately." Hybert said.

It is rather profound is it not ;D Communicating only with one word.

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Havard had a headache. It was fine that MC did not talk much. Lots of people did not talk much. And mainly using one word was also fine. There could be a lot of nuance in one word.

He only wished...

"Fuck." MC said from the other side of the room while trying to hold a pen for the first time.

Havard sighed. He only wished, that the one word MC did use was not "fuck".

Custodian Alessa glared at him every time she saw him since MC had used the word around the twins... and now Azha also used it. A lot. And that girl talked a lot more than MC.

Definitely! It will be adorable. Also a valid strategy when trying to steal snacks :D Assuming your MC would do such a thing.... which I am assuming everyone will :D

Something along the lines of:

Sneaking.... sneaking.... very quietly and stealthily... The cookie jar is right there... Just a bit more....

"Hey kid, what are you doing?" Lexia asks behind you.

You spin to face her... You look her right in the eyes and slowly spread your wings around you. While she is watching, you wrap them loosely around you, and just like that, you cannot see Lexia. Therefore, she cannot see you! Whew, that was close!

Back to the business at hand.

Sneaking... sneaking.... What to do? There has to be something... An idea strikes you!

You spread your wings a tiny bit... there is the price! You grab the jar of cookies. You have to use your whole arms and hold it awkwardly against your chest. But what is that in comparison to such a victory!

Now to sneak out without anyone noticing! Should be easy with your newfound strategy!

Sneaking... sneaking..... The only issue with covering yourself with your wings like this is.... You bump into something hard and cold.

You cannot really see anything around you.

"Really? Pretending you can't see me kid? Stealing cookies?" Lexia says and keeps you upright. You hurriedly cover your face with a wing. There was nothing there!

"Pffff.... " You hear an odd sound, and keep sneaking. Almost sounded like Lexia, but you haven't seen her. Nope! She is nowhere to be seen!

This time you hold your wings a bit higher up around you so you can sort of see the ground at least. To avoid any mysterious thing that are invisible.

Sneaking.... sneaking... That is the door... That means... Freedom!

You dash outside the kitchen with your price!

Behind you, Lexia shakes her head. "I am so proud of that kid."

I will avoid mentioning any particularly sad uses of this strategy that also popped into my head....

mc”what’s that flying thing that’s black and yellow?” Well gotta test it with the old reliable taste test.

"Kid, you gotta stop trying to lick random things, remember the soap? And the raw flour? Besides, we don't want you to get a weird reputation... Well maybe you don't care, but some of these things are really not safe anywhere near your mouth. I promise to tell you if something is tasty. Or even remotely edible." Lexia said.

You stare at her... true that the soap was bad... and the white powdery stuff...but the flying black and yellow thing? It's right there! Then you are lifted into the air.

This seems accurate to me. And hilarious :D

Especially if MC already took one run though the orphanage as such in C1.

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The little form dashed behind a corner just as Havard turned back to MC.

"Not again." Havard said, sighing. "Lexia grab the cloak!" He called out, and started jogging. He scooped up the discarded clothes as he went.

"Got it!" Lexia grabbed the cloak and was soon next to him, jogging along. "Which way did they go?"

"Left." Havard said.

"Got it.... Hey do you think they just hate baths? Or just like the freedom?"

"Probably the second one."

Lexia pondered for a moment. "Yeah, that makes sense. Oh well, I'll catch up."

Then she accelerated and soon disappeared behind the corner.

(I absolutely love your game, it just sucked me in and I was so engrossed in the story ❤️ can't wait for the next update!)

Thank you! Happy to hear you liked it.

Let's go with sh*t (let's assume MC missed the word in C2). Lets call this one a celebration for a ~100 blog posts.

Thank you for all the interaction :D

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The book drops from your hands and smacks against the white stone underneath.

"Shit." You heard one of the Silver Protectors say it just the other day when they dropped their gauntlet during lunch. You figured it was the thing to say when dropping something.

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Havard:

Havard is there in an instant, picking up the book and kneeling in front of you. He peers into your eyes, and gives a little smile.

"MC, do you remember our talk about bad words?" He asks calmly.

You stare at him. You recall the conversation. What does that have to do with anything? Still, you should probably nod. So you do.

Havard stares at you, as if searching for something. "You have no idea why I am asking about that, do you?" He asks, and you think there is a hint of mirth in his tone.

"No." You say tilting your head. You really have no idea.

Havard smiles at you, just like he always smiles.

"Well, the word you used is one of the bad words. You should not use it." He says.

It is? Why? Bad words are so confusing. What makes a word bad? How are you supposed to know which words are bad?

Havard must see your confusion.

"Don't worry about it. I am sure you will learn in time."

You sure hope so.

"Now please tell me where you heard that word." He is still smiling at you, but it feels a little... scary. You have a feeling that if you tell him, the Silver Protector you heard using the word will be in trouble.

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Lexia:

Lexia saunters over and picks up the book. "Good word kid, but you do know Havard would not like you using it." She says, grinning a bit.

He wouldn't? Why not?

"It's one of those bad words kid. Remember?"

You stare at her. Bad words?.... Oh. You recall the conversation.

"Yeah. So avoid using it, especially in front of Havard. And Ethel. And Alessa." She winks and then frowns a bit. "Uh... kid? You did not learn that word from me did you?"

No it was not her. You did learn a lot of other words from her. Like f*ck! Still, you shake your head.

"Oh good. I don't want another lecture." She beams at you. "Do tell me who you did learn if from?"

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Havard and Lexia:

Havard and Lexia both turn to look at you. Havard glances at Lexia.

"Hey, it wasn't me this time!" She raises her arms. "I think." Havard sighs and comes over to you. He picks up the book and kneels in front of you.

[Pretty much the same as Havard one]

"So... were you telling the truth about where you learned the word from? Come on, tell me." Lexia whispers as Havard leaves the room. "And we should totally follow him. I want to see this. For once his glower is not directed at me!" She sounds gleeful.

Life is so complicated.

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Well... in MC's defense there is no way they know what exactly is considered a crime.... They might not have any idea of what a crime is :D This is not a huge issue inside the orphanage...

Outside of it? Well, assuming a snack theme once again... and for 7k browser plays, it could go something like this:

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"Young one, might I have a moment of your time." A gravelly voice calls out to you.

You turn to look behind you, then look up. And up. He is huge! And has wings with feathers! How do they come out from his armor? Wait... armor?

You stare up at the old man, in armor that looks much like Lexia's but is much darker. Grey? You think the word is grey.

You are still munching on the pastry you took from one of the little stalls as you stare at the stranger... Is he nice? What if he is not? Maybe you should not have snuck off.... Lexia or Havard would sure be nice to have right about now. What if the man is mean? Is he a grandpa too? He's old so he must be.

"I am Odwin, A Grey Protector Of Firgrat. Did you perhaps pass by Dusk passage since mid-day?"

You stare. A Grey Protector? Is that anything like a Silver Protector? That makes you feel a bit better. A Protector is a Protector! No matter the color. You hope.

What is dusk passage? Your internal sense thinks dusk has something to with sunset? It was not very dark there? Maybe because it was daytime? Does the sun set there later?

Your confusion must show on your face. Not all of it but what he assumes is a understandable level of confusion.

"It is a street, a street with lots of stalls selling all sorts of street food. Also contains the Cracked Cup inn." The old man sounds calm. Used to explaining things.

You have no idea what an inn is, or why they have cracked cups... but you did pass though a place with tons of tasty things. You ate so many! And then got some milk! It was such a nice place. Was that this dusk thing? You could have been there. Or elsewhere.

You give a very elaborate shrug. Could have been where you were or not.

"Kid, there you are. Havard is worried. Why did you sneak off?"

You turn to see Lexia walking towards you.

"Where did you get a pastry?..." Lexia eyes you. Then the old man. Odwin. "Oh... A Grey Protector."

"One of the new order? A Silver Protector? Well met, I am Odwin." Odwin bows to her, then looks at you. "Then this little one is from the orphanage."

"I am Lexia." She actually bows back. "Well met, and yes to both questions. This is MC." She eyes you. She seems much more serious than usual.

"So, no easy way to ask this... did the kid steal a bunch of snacks?" Lexia asks.

Steal? What...

"It appears so." Odwin said calmly. "From six different stalls and one inn, where a child reportedly wandered into the kitchens and left with a bottle of milk."

Lexia looks at you. "Did you take a bunch of snacks off some street stalls MC?"

You are confused. What are they talking about? Stealing? But you did do that. So you nod.

Lexia bows to Odwin again.

"My deepest apologies. This one." She pats your head gently. "Does not know much of the world yet. The concept of money has not quite sunk in."

Money? The metal thingies Havard and Lexia sometimes use? What does that have to do with anything.

"We will pay for all of it, of course. Could you please help us find everyone affected, Sir? I will inform the Head Custodian and he will meet us there." Lexia seems so... responsible all of a sudden. But you are confused.

Did you do bad?

"Just Odwin. And of course." The old man says. He eyes your confused face. "I believe I understand. I know a bit about the orphanage and understand the children there can come from... varied backgrounds."

How does he know that?

"Come along you two."

Lexia does not look overly mad... but is she ever mad. She offers you her hand, and you two walk after Odwin.

"MC." Lexia says, whispers really. "Outside the orphanage, you can't just take stuff that is not yours. Not even snacks or milk." She explains. "Even someone as adorable as you needs to pay for things out here." She says, but she is smiling at you.

Still... you think you did bad. When you arrive back at the street you took the snacks from, and see the angry people talking to Havard, you realize that yes. You did indeed do something quite bad.

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