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[secondcity_mods]

Well, I heard you all wanted a future meme.

Three years from now, the Order of the Blackened Denarius achieved their goal. Plague and pestilence have ravaged the planet, and Chicago is not immune to the disaster that has literally destroyed humanity. Whatever has brought your characters to Chicago has been unable to return them, and now all of your

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[becauseimboring]

So during her time here Clare went through various phases of trying to be useful. Helping the world she was trapped in with however she could. Using her skill with technology, learning to fight, magical charms, bad ideas, and finally a sword.

A unique sword, one of a trio of blades... Apparently it was a birthday present from God. Who knew that he cared so much?

[notnamedash]

Red had managed to earn the ire of most mystical organizations... except the Summer Court, they liked him. Well, more accurately, they liked his pets. Saur, Pika, and Poli were found to be interesting and Summer's various allies liked them. This coupled with Red's knack for rescues and trouble got him nothing but heartache

[underagemage]

Negi has tried several times to bring the humans and people with magic together but it's almost always backfired. He has managed to survive so far but he is far from the happy 10 year old he once was. Negi often finds himself battling hoards of various creatures and trying to keep the small band of comrades that have joined him alive

[nowhere_winry]

Winry has lost her naivete after a dangerous run in with the wild fey and another with the Black Court. She doesn't understand magic at all, any more than she ever understood alchemy, but she does know armor and armory and designs and creates amazing weapons of cold iron.

She still maintains her fierce devotion to those she considers 'friend and family', and has had to fill in with her medical knowledge more times than she wants to remember. She's watched friends walk into battle and die and come out of them needing her other skills - automail; a shoulder to cry on.

Winry still dreams of home, of her beloved Elric brothers, but they have never been her life. They seem too far away from her now, from this scarred, world-weary woman she's become. She does her best to live up to the ideals she has carried since childhood, but as time goes by, she hardens up a little more. Perhaps she's taken a lover, maybe more than one, but her true heart remains home in Rezembool, with a pair of golden-eyed brothers.