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Data Dragon Danika

After a great deal of preparation, Danika begins her new digital dragon's life in a very small way. They say the "Living Jade Empire" creates individualized quests. They say it can read your mind. They say you can find your heart's desire. They say that there's never been a game like it, and they're right but… they're also wrong. The game is a data mine, built to retell the old tales that humans have been telling each other since language was invented. It doesn't read your mind, but it reads your search history, your favorites, and your blogs. The "Living Jade Empire" is literally crafted from fables, legends, fantasies, and maybe just a bit of stardust. But in the end, will the game be able to figure out what Danika wants most? Will the desires of other players take priority? Or, will playing it change her, until she desires what it can give her? A journey is always made up of many small steps, and this game has still only just begun.

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(Song Request) The Little Dragon's Notorious Tale

To the tune of The Black Velvet Band:

That little green dragon's adventures,

are as large as ZipZing is small.

While she is so often invisible,

with thief's stealth can never be found.

Not even a shellfish is safe,

when that little dragon dives down,

her claws cut like the sharpest northern wind,

then Endless Song follows her 'round.

I know that you've heard of the dragon,

notorious 'cross the empire,

and her wings they glow and sparkle,

but in length she's less than a lyre.

That little dragon's familiar,

ended a unicorn's tears,

and its broken heart beat never again,

be it mercy or something that's near.

Another time there was an owlbear,

asleep in its own little stand,

when along came our notorious dragon,

and snatched its fur off with her hand.

I know that you've heard of the dragon,

notorious 'cross the empire,

and her wings they glow and sparkle,

but in length she's less than a lyre.

A small toy there once was stolen,

in the night by a dragon's plan,

and many a wise elder's now knowin',

to let no dragons come 'round.

There once was a tribe of small creatures

who lived free upon stolen land,

they all fell to that Endless Song's cunning plan,

they were enslaved within elven hands.

I know that you've heard of the dragon,

notorious 'cross the empire,

and her wings they glow and sparkle,

but in length she's less than a lyre.

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Of course you can alter and add as much as you wish.

My shunt was reset, so my brain is busy adjusting to the change, and complaining a lot. But, I can see a bit better and stuff.

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