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Ajax: Of course, It just had to be a weapon that preyed on both my natural and Pokémon type match-ups. He stole all of my $#17, and baited me with my Zeus be damned roller-blades.

Ajax looks behind the camera.

Now if you excuse me...

Ajax runs past the camera, which turns to watch him run up to Levy. They hug, it's a heartwarming scene.

-t works against tracking spells? Some sort of anti-magic field?

A tinfoil hat, maybe?

Don't be snarky. What about ysalamiri? Does the Force count as magical enough that they could also block-

Camera.

What? No, cameras don't hide you from magic, that's-

Welcome back to the Hunger Games. Sorry about the mess.

Oh, right. We left off with seven survivors about to go into the sixth night. Two of them took a peaceful approach - Will and Hieronymus, who camped out together. So did Ajax and Whitney, actually, but how 'peaceful' can you call it when Gremlin sneaks in and steals your kit?

The other two… well. We like to think that a lightsaber duel with a hydra is how Derik would have wanted to go.

I kind of doubt it, though.

Me too, but oh well: he's out. Turns out having one leg isn't very useful in combat.

So day dawned, and Gremlin returned to Ajax's camp to finish the job. Forsaking her trademark hatchet, she brought a lightning gun into play. Shocking!

Don't do that.

Meanwhile, Hieronymus demonstrated that 'peaceful' is overrated in the Games: after using Will's company to keep him safe during the night, he showed no qualms about killing him in the morning.

The other two had problems of their own: Whitney found herself alarmingly sane, while Kyaris managed to trip and break a rib, which is a serious problem for a quadroped. But they both survived, and that's what counts.

Four tributes are left: Gremlin, Kyaris, Hieronymus, Whitney. But there can be only one victor. Tomorrow, we'll find out who.

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Sad? Depressed? Just plain miserable? Yeah, we know how that can be. Even in HQ - the best workplace in the multiverse! - sometimes things get you down.

If that happens to you, why not visit with your friendly Morale Officer? With a range of inspiring slogans and delicious cookies, nothing is more guaranteed to perk you up after a hard mission.

Go PPC!

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Over in the runoffs, morning broke with a surprising announcement: a feast! All six survivors headed for the cafeteria, but not all of them made it: Alleb had apparently neglected to eat anything for the entire game, and up and died on us on the way there. Kind of an embarassing way to go.

Team Murder may be gone, but Harris made a stab at a new Team Ambush. He and Gerry snuck up on Constance, trying to take her out of the Games. Hey, quick tip to the Infrastructure guys: never surprise a lady while she's gathering weapons. I hope this also puts paid to all those rumours about her and Harris.

Across the cafeteria, disaster struck! Corolla, avenging angel - fairy? - that she is, was struck down by Sarah. Nooooo! Would Sarah's reign of terror consume the Games, or could Constance bring her down?

Well… let me put it like this. Constance was collecting weapons. Sarah was stealing bananas.

"Avada Kedavra!"

We have our winner: Constance Sims, formerly of the DMS, Medical, and FicPsych. Her victory nets her a place of honour in the final ranking: 49th place!

… hmm. That doesn't sound as impressive as I hoped. Oh, well. I'm Dafydd Illian, this is NTV, and you should all watch Ardolindi when it comes on again.

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Reject the lies of the usurper! Follow the path of the true Sunflower Official! The Hunger Games say fire is catching - but the truth is catchinger! The brutal murder of our TRUE leader cannot be denied!

And next time I offer you a pamphlet, Just Say Yes!

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Transcript in the doc, though most of it worked its way into the report.

I want to stress, again, that both of these games are the very first run I've made with each setup, and that I didn't check the outcome before I started writing. It's not that I'm not happy Constance won, but I don't want people to think I set it up.

Also: the banana-versus-wand duel and the Derik-Kyaris duel would both be epically amazing as pictures. Particularly the latter.

hS

After writing on it for literally years and having it finished for months, I finally got around to posting it. Thanks to eatpraylove and S.M.F. for betaing.

https://rc170.wordpress.com/2016/09/14/wishes-and-crystals-aka-mistakes-were-made/

Ix, you're an amazing writer. If anyone is going to tackle My Immortal, it would have to be someone like you. You've managed to work brilliant character arcs into your missions and interludes, and I never get tired of reading your work.

From what I know, which admittedly isn't that much, you are a prime example of what the PPC is about. Poking fun at bad writing is a side story to characters interacting with each other, and you balance those two goals perfectly.

I don't know if something happened in real life, or you're just tiring somewhat of the PPC after writing so much, or if it's something else entirely. Whatever happened, though, I wish you the best of luck.

I don't know what's going on, or what's happening, or any of that, and if you ought to leave, you ought to leave. That's your choice, y'know?

But, hey.
If I could choose anyone to claim My Immortal, it would most definitely be someone like you.
Writing-wise, you're bloody brilliant. Stunning characterisation and humour, consistent updating and quality.
Hell, person-wise, you're bloody brilliant.
You interact regularly with the community, are friendly and polite to everyone, and, as someone who's never really been involved in this sort of thing before, I can say that you've been one of the best influences I could've had. Don't know if I've ever felt so welcomed in anything, ever. I don't doubt I'm the only one who feels that.

Don't know what you're going through, and if you feel this is the right decision, then go ahead, but, really, you should give yourself some credit. You deserve it.
Hope that all turns out well.

I'm late, as always, but that's not going to stop me bidding you welcome to the PPC!

You seem to be pretty well caught up on the basics, so I'll just give you this Replica Holocron and an interdimensional compass and send you on your way.

Hope you have fun here!

Besides, I don't even have Permission!
(Hey, that rhymes!)

What happened Ix? Please, explain why you're talking like this. And don't tell me you recently insulted someone her on the PPC, because I won't believe that.

And if another problem s getting at you, well, there is a whole community here to discuss the issues with you and solve them.

Oh, and to quote Salvation War, the two last phrases of your post are male bovine excrement. You can sure do justice to that thing, and 'people like you' are a ducking base for this community.

Please reconsider why you end up here. I'm sure the problem can be solved, whatever it is. Jutt talk about it with us.

Not gonna be here for much longer so I should probably say so now before I go and leave you wondering what happened. Just don't let someone like me claim it, okay? That fic deserves someone who can do it justice.

I mean, honestly, this is nothing compared to gift sack 2.
You people can be so dramatic, sometimes.

It’s nice to see that the Harry Potter fandom now got our very own "Flaming Denethor".

One nitpick:
Thanks. Renge, you don’t who who we are or why we’re here.
Should probably be "know".

HG

Look up "Tribute in Light".

Gandalf asked the Sue if her nightmare was about how he got her wings, and spent the next few minutes prodding her for details.

Also, I guess there’s a "she" missing in this sentence:
One hand clutched at her head, the other at her stomach as threw up again, moaning about Sues who can’t keep timelines straight.

HG

Principles of biology, radioactive pocket dimensions, theoretical concepts, an actual vampire... If I didn't know better I'd say there was something suspicious about you having all that stuff.

Ah, what the heck, it's the PPC. Can't get too Sherlock-y over every little thing.

Or can I...?

No, I supppse not.

Washing off all the steamy pheromones may have been a mistake. At least I could pacify Field Commander Lola McCandless enough to get a close look at that flamethrower. It has no fuel. I guess she just carries it around to appear more badass, and then sneakily get us with that hatchet.

Who would have thought that a hologram may be defunctionalized by applied logic. When that imposter tried to take the stuff I don’t have, I just had to stab her with the Sharp Sword of Reason. I still can’t believe that she was actually meant to be the famous assassin. They got Jay more in character, I think. Was that another programmers team? It’s a shame that she didn’t make it through the qualifier.

HG

I found her again, but Nurse Elms may not be as interesting as I thought, and being called out for running away when she wanted to fight wasn’t fun. On the upside, I actually got some sleep tonight. I have no idea what Marina was up to; I just can’t go without a shower for more than four days, and Gremlin apparently needed a drink.

HG

He completed another year of his life!
He merrily waltzed around the sun!
He rejoiced muchly!

My gift upon you is: genetic variation!
If you can't adapt to the heat, at least your children can!

Kinda figured you'd be here first.
Also, you may rest assured that the cake did not in fact explode in goo.

I stand corrected.

Y'know, I really am beginning to dislike this person.

$Interviewer: "Went out in a blaze of glory, eh?"

Peregrin: "There was a blaze. Glory, I'm not certain about. 'Carelessness' might be more appropriate.

I believe a 'strike-anywhere' match from a package I was taking rubbed against a small explosive of some kind, which set the nearby supplies on fire. I should have listened to my own warnings about loose explosives, since this was all rather preventable."

$Interviewer: "So, given recent events, are you considering transferring to the Pyro department?"

Peregrin: "I'm afraid I'm rather underqualified for Geographical Aberrations, since it has been almost a century since I've studied much chemistry, and I never was terribly interested in explosives even in my younger days. However, I would be willing to consult on matters of universal topology or geometry if needed. Speaking of topology, do you know anyone who would be willing to run experiments about Headquarters? I have several theories, but I have found myself short of data, as usual."