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November 6, 2026 · 7:44 am

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I’ve looked and peered and looked all around Rodentia but never spotted this below-street stream and its dual waterfalls until this morning. Can’t believe it.

And then *another* previously unk. falls after a long straightway when you round a bend. Pretty f-ing amazing.

True, in person it doesn’t look as large as the photos above might indicate but still, combined with all the other finds in the area… breakthrough. The energy of old Sunklands has somehow passed into Rodentia.

—–

“The energy of old Sunklands has somehow passed into Rodentia, Prince. Pretty f-ing amazing, huh?”

“Just shoot the ball my raspberry lady cake girl woman and let’s get this over with.”

“Exploring, right; no time to lose.” She shoots the ball, swishes it per usual, slapping a big fat H on Prince’s humbled head standing for HORSE along with the other two. And then just later about 200 meters to the west they found a quite unique one called Harry also with an H. What are the odds?

“Careful with that mane, my raspberry gal person dumpling cutie. Could be radioactive!”

“Oh he’s a sweetie. Aren’t you Harry. Besides, silly musician human. I can’t be harmed. Not here. Not in Our Second Lyfe. Not… ever. Her heart was still made of steel as in you can’t steal it. This was her ultimate morning message to him.

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November 5, 2026 · 9:29 pm

00520310 (modeling)F

“The snapshots were of me, silly! Look!”

A mouth, an eye, she thought while posing in that way, that fashion, smiling all the time through the vulnerability. Wish it were that simple. Would he see through the lie?

“I have another place we can go,” Prince said.

“Old man Johnson’s farm?” she jested, automatically putting the photos away for another day by stepping off the stand. She straightened her MS grace skirt, smoothed out the wrinkles. Not on her watch.

“Ha ha. I *wish*. But… I have to get back to old man McGee — breaking my balls, you know,” Prince thought to say to extend the humor. “Lunch break’s almost over. Oh a shame, such a shame, tsk tsk tsk,” he adds while playfully looking her over.

“Ha ha,” she uttered in turn, truly smiling now. Were they in sync? There were differences from the archetypal one, the one that he sang about, that would peck you a kiss from the back of the motorcycle as easy as the wind blowing through their hair. Obviously not as “easy” (loose). He’d have to properly woo her to win her over; luckily he’s graced with patience and charm and wit as well as passion. But to that new location…

——

“*This* is what I can give you, my Raspberry Girl, my raspberry cake — lady. A heart.” tbc?

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October 27, 2026 · 9:32 pm

00520302 (Paleto Bay is odd)

Up-n-Atom fast food billboard at the center of “The Parallel World of GTA V” Youtube video. Yeah, let’s all of us meat beings enjoy the ocean water today at Paleto Cove(!).

Numbers 281078 on a Paleto Bay trash bin at 17:28 in the same video. Same 4 numbers + zero, which most times doesn’t count, not even up to one. Since 8 is the only number doubled here, might refer to the 88 mph mystery already associated with this off-the-beat Grand Theft Auto V town on the northern edge of the map. RSNRTH: all the letters on the bin to front the backing numbers we just listed out. Obvious easter egg for Rock Star North, parent company of the Grand Theft Auto gaming franchise.

Let’s switch to Lost Sanos entrepreneur Jack Shepherde temporarily residing at Paleto Bay’s Dream View Motel smoking a cigarette for one hour and 28 minutes while waiting for our good friend Frank Lynn (Franklin here, though) to show up in the appropriate vehicle he won a while back from Omega the crazy alien conspiracy nut out in the desert.

Yes, there he is, Jack observes. 3:00 — right on time. Now we’re ready to try all this out on the rails behind the chicken factory. 88 mph here we come? Another fortune made through time travel machines? Maybe even heading toward billionaire status?? Wouldn’t that just be the grandest.

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August 24, 2026 · 7:32 am

00510404 (Michigan city)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Is8N7B9b0GQ

“Alan, it was all just a *dream*,” spoke Michelle directly into my still doubting face. Her breath smelled like flowers so I didn’t mind in that respect. The words spewing out of that same pretty, red lipped mouth, however, stung like bees to every part of my body except the knees. “Here, here,” she implored, pulling out the highway map of Michigan Indiana again and unfolding it before me. “See here? Indiana Dunes. Just like you described dunes west of Hazel which seems to equate directly with our Michigan City.” She then pointed out that Chicago lies to the west of that and what did I say at least a couple of times about that sprawling metropolis, hmm? “You said you wish it had remained a wilderness — that’s how you put it,” she answered herself. “And what is The Hook Wilderness Preserve or whatever on your New Island, huh? A *wilderness*. This would be the place directly overlapping Chicago in our Hazel-Michigan City synchronization.” “That’s a good word for it,” I dare speak up to her, the now red face to sort of match the lips, glaring eyes and flaring nostrils up above that. She’d had enough of fantasy. She wanted to be *grounded*. Wake up, wake up! she seemed to cry over and over. You’re still only dreaming. New Island isn’t real! TBC

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September 10, 2025 · 8:32 am

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“I guess it was inevitable you show up.” He pauses as he looks over at his oft-times wife, now a ratcatcher complete with backpack cage with a couple of rats in it already. But not of the right kind.

“Yeah, I was attracted by the literal version but disappointed. No one home.”


Earlier: *Knock knock knock.* “Hello?! Anybody here?!”

“Soo now… an actual hole,” said Newt. Both stared over at it, Ratcatcher (aka Wheeler) with her useless rat catching devices for the job and Newt with his useless fishing rod apparently, just slung under his shoulder for looks by the look of it.

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She waved goodbye to him but he was already gone. Too laggy for him to stay logged on too while she entered. But not the fault of the sim. Probably my modem or something. Router. Anyway… inside.

—–

Eventually she found CENTER.

And directly above — still at center, mind you — a pawn shop named Escape with a browser named not Rat but Mouse. Doctor too.

That might be it, she thinks while panning up and peering into it.

“How much for this red dress here?” Mouse asks Wanda the shop attendant, pointing toward the object with his cane to indicate desire per usual.

In synchronicity, she then spots a blood stained hand poking out from a split bag of trash.

(to be continued)

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July 13, 2025 · 9:10 pm

00470404 (another manifestation)

She had to take Ice Cube’s and, by default, Eraser’s spot in the contest since she effectively eliminated both at once in that scene with the crusher from several posts back (“Apple!, Orange!, Banana!,” SPLATT). But it took some time for her to wake up from this comfy red white and blue US of A tinted picnic blanket and remember all this, YAWN. The prepared Playboy magazine with the girl representing naked truth about to be revealed from beneath another blanket helped. Pure glinty, ruby red it was now. Like her. All she had to do was fully wake up and take a gander inside. Because this was actually her new paired teammate Bookie, here for the cause.

“WOW-za. That’s ME??” she says to him after opening to his Center. Then she unfolds to see even more….

Wheeler and Newt soon join them in the gawking, Alfred and Jim too after the latter stops fishing and fulfills the requirement for no rules breaking from a teammate. Our teams are forming. What other characters will be paired together in this here Town of Newt to continue the Battle, this Newt-Town: Newtown? Like New York except different, since that was Section 02 and this is Section 04. Harmonized none-the-less, I feel. Not planned, though. Just happened. I won’t say hmm again but it is implied.

(to be continued)

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July 11, 2025 · 2:56 pm

00470403 (benchmurk)

Rules freak Alfred Hitcher looked over at Fisherman Jim with fire in his eyes and boiling blood in his body. *No* fishing, he seethed, and was about to move toward him and tell him so in person, right up in front of his face, maybe yanking the rod right out of his hands and throwing it in the pond, then dumping whatever fish he’s already caught into the water right behind it.

Prompted by on again off again hubby Newt already at the scene, she landed right between the two, noted the similar color. Both murky now, she said to herself. Murk Lake, she quickly decided on a new joined name for the former two. Not Clear to the left, Black to the right any more. One lake, one pond. Different (!). She looked around for Newt. There you are!

Noticing her on the bridge now, Alfred’s attention suddenly shifted from Jim to Wheeler. Where’d *she* come from? He tried to think of a rule she was breaking by just manifesting out of thin air on a walking board between the 2 once differently hued bodies of water but couldn’t come up with one, despite sensing that at least one indeed was being violated here somehow. The rules he loved to separate black and clear had also turned murky in this particular case. Hmm again.

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