JD Bickle

Joined October 2022

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Half the time I'm stuck in my head, the other half I'm just being entertained by the world around me. If you look up, I'm the one who isn't glued to my phone.

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Nanai
I love seeing Nana. I’m grateful her estate paid for top notch personality encoding. I never have to wait long. The mausoleum prioritizes family in the queue, and most of her visitors are aspiring authors who can only afford 20 minutes of advice.
By JD Bickle7 months ago in Fiction
End of Éretlen
They crashed through the forest, snapping at each other. Their bodies whipped around trunks, leaving deep gashes behind and marking a path of violence. As long as the battle remained within the trees, they were evenly matched. She was larger, her greater growth a result of years of tricking him out of the best morsels. But he was still faster, better at using the surroundings to his advantage. Strength grasped at speed, tooth scraping at claw. Vihrein could feel his sister’s fury. It raged and beat at the edge of his mind. Gone was the slyness of their youth, her endless machinations and belittling tricks. Raa’alle had given herself over to raw anger in her attempt to trap him in fear, beat him into submission.
By JD Bickleabout a year ago in Fiction
Gobbits 3
The drums had stopped. The familiar beat of the “get ready” signal had been going on so long, the vibrations had just melded into the background. Now silence spread throughout the stone under his feet. Grimith scooted his sister out of his lap, and rolled over onto all fours, ears perked for the slightest sound. He spread out his fingers and toes along the smooth stone of the hidey’s floor, feeling, listening, searching for what should be coming soon.
By JD Bickleabout a year ago in Fiction
Gobbits 2
Grimith held his sister close in the relative safety of the hidey. She curled up against him as she cradled Snakey close to her chest. Anxia had always been so small, smaller than any other of the Räbchn her age. Grimith knew that he should retreat with her to safety. Everyone knows what to do when trouble comes. Scatter, head for the nearest hidey, and use the warren tunnels to head down to the Under. It was cold, dark and safe down there. All the Räbchn could gather together for warmth and comfort until the drums beat out the all clear.
By JD Bickleabout a year ago in Fiction
Top Story - October 2022
GobbitsTop Story - October 2022
The children knew when danger was coming. They could feel it under their feet. It was a particular tickle, and each of the little ones knew to scatter, all except his little sister, Anxia. Grimith sighed under his breath. Some days, everything about her that he found endearing also seemed determined to lead to her early death. Grimith could now feel the vibrations of the alarm drums shift from the frenzied beat that demanded awareness to the steady rhythm for readiness.
By JD Bickleabout a year ago in Fiction

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Nanai

End of Éretlen

Gobbits 3

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GobbitsTop Story - October 2022

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