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Current A decade ago when we made that meme "get kid", this isn't exactly what we meant...
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Do you think the reason Jesus Christ doesn't rise again is because we keep putting up crosses and he gets flashbacks on how that went last time?
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Happy almost crisis!
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it's not just a rock IT'S A BOULDER!...or whatever Spongebob said
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I will never show empathy for a bigot or a man who believed empathy is a made up term. Simple as that.
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In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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I, too, ship Vilyssa.

however i think vi and davy would be hilariously fun and i'm now sold on the idea.

Well, it's definitely an interesting idea, that's for sure. Who knows? Maybe something quite hilarious could come out of it.
In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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if we want memes, davy and vi.
if we want unresolved sexual tension, vi and alyssa and alex.
if we want previously resolved sexual tension, alyssa and alex.
if we want tension, alex and troy.
if we want attractive bonds being attractive together, alyssa and vi.
if we want none of the above, troy and vi cuz i don't know what they'd do.

Damn man, a lot of those involve Viola. Let's see,
  • Davy and Vi could be ...interesting. XD
  • Vi, Alyssa, and Alexandros could be also interesting as well. xD
  • Alexandros and Troy, I feel, might not work anymore since Alexandros is going to try and better himself for Josie's sake, but since it won't happen for a while, perhaps there could be something there.
  • Vi and Alyssa definitely. I totally ship Vilyssa. <3
  • Troy and Vi will definitely happen because Viola's mission to cause hell for Audrey extends to Mr. Blake. c:

So, yeah, plenty of opportunities for collabs. :D
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Wait, Alex and Alyssa were involved too? .-. #stopbeingamanwhoreAlex #stopforJosie

PS: @Altered Tundra Josie's post will be up as soon as I get home. ^·^

"I can't help it if the women throw themselves at me." —Alexandros

And awesome. :)

In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Altered TundraDude, I gotta get off this weed.

Yes—you do.

@Altered Tundrawe should, at some point, do a collaborative posting effort

um, sure. ^^; At some point we will, but with whom? Like which characters?
"That's a really good question." Jaakuna said, thumb against his lips, his teeth biting down on it lightly.

If what Lola said was a bluff, then she was truly crazy. She couldn't possibly believe that Jaakuna, Emiri, or anyone that she told would believe her, would she? That was such an outragous thing to even believe. However, if she actually did have an Esper, then that made things truly complicated and worse considering what was on the horizon. If she truly did have an Esper, then that meant Lola was not only losing her sanity(as seen from how she enjoyed the sight of the destruction and news of the deaths of the citizens of Stigma), but it meant she was dangerous. There was only one question that remained.

"If she truly does have an Esper—that being a huge if—which one does she have?" Jaakuna asked both himself and Emiri. "The ones, to my knowledge, that are accounted for are our and the others' Espers—Belias, the Gigas, Chaos, Walker of the Wheel, Mataeus, the Corrupt, Zeromus, the Condemner, Hashmaal, Bringer of Order, and Ultima, the High Seraph. Added to that, I remember that Aloa and Vlyn have the Death Seraph, Zalera. And my cousin, Ixion, has the lightning Esper, Adrammelech, the Wroth. Of course, let us not forget how that Harris guy pretty much stole that one Esper in Rabanstre's sewers, Cúchulainn, the Impure from us." Jaakuna said, recalling his memory of the Espers that, in their travels, either by his own account or what he was told, have been claimed. "So, according to what I know, that leaves Exodus, the Judge-Sal, Shemhazai, the Whisperer, and Famfrit, the Darkening Cloud unclaimed." Jaakuna said, scratching his head somewhat, "damn it, I wish I had Nadeline's tome, or her brain. Call her what you want, she definitely has a knack for knowledge." Jaakuna laughed.



Once again, Nadeline had surprised Wesley. To think, with all that in mind, with knowing that he had planned to go back to Rabanastre tomorrow, she wanted to come along. Wesley did look confused, though. It seemed that Nadeilne misunderstood what his intentions were. She seemed to think that he was just going back there for a short time. She had no idea that he was planning on staying there. Should he tell her? Should he tell her that tonight may be the last night they could possible have together for a long time? He has to. Wesley may, in some situations, be a lot like Jaakuna in his undying will and often reckless behavior, but he has never willingly lied to Nadeline. He has never kept anything from her that he had a choice in. He never told her anything that wasn't true, and he wasn't going to start now.

"Nadeline, my love, because you are the best thing that has happened to me since my father's untimely death, I feel like I owe you the whole truth." Wesley said, still looking at her. "When I said I plan on going back to Rabanastre, it is not for a mere visit to see how my sister is doing or to make sure the possibility of war doesn't affect my people." he continued, "when I go back to Rabanstre—my home—I plan on staying there for good." Wesley disappointingly admitted.

"Being with you, with Jaakuna, with Emiri, with Grant, and even Savayna, has been the greatest times of my life. It has opened my eyes to what Ivalice has to offer outside of the walls of Rabanastre. But, with the war most likely coming, I need to come to the realization that I cannot continue this anymore. When I return to Rabanastre, I will take my rightful place as King of Dalmasca." Wesley told her, knowing full well that this news would be disheartening, to say the least. However, Wesley felt like Nadeline deserved to hear the whole truth, and she deserved to hear it from him.



Levi, a mortal? Okay, Savayna would give Grant that one. She is mortal, but a human being? There was no way. Grant really had no idea just how terrifyingly, horrendously, creepy that woman was. He had no idea the things she has done and what has happened to her because of said things she has done. Grant truly had no idea what she did and what she was. How could he? Grant didn't grow up in Archadia where Levi was always around you. Grant didn't even have the slightest clue what she was like, and Savayna wasn't blaming him because of that. She knew that Grant only saw the tip of what Levi was really like. She knew that he only saw just the beginning of what Leviathan was really capable of.

As she was about to say more about how Leviathan was unstoppable, even with their espers' help, Savayna saw the look in Grant's eyes. She saw something in them that somehow made her smile. It made her laugh, as well. Possibly inappropriate of her to do so, but she did. It was perhaps the first laugh since she went on a fit about Leviathan, but she did. "You're right, I suppose," Savayna laughed again, shaking her head. Apparently Savayna Glacie was going mad.
In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Altered Tundrawait is it seriously already fucking lunch?


Dude, it's been the lunch period since @Aewin did the time skip post a while back.
In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Time: Lunch Period/noon?
Location: Outside Janitor’s Closet
Interacting With: Each other, Sierra Jameson @Dirty Pretty Lies, Alyssa(special mention), Audrey(mentioned)




Alexandros had to admit his shock of what was going on right in front of him. One minute it was just some unnecessary comments from Viola—comments that were of poor timing, but not entirely horrible—that completely made Sierra fly over the deep end. He didn’t know she could get that crazy. Audrey may have had her tendencies to act irrationally sometimes, but compared to her, Sierra was the complete opposite. Whereas Audrey's was more subtle and calculating, Sierra's was more akin to how a man got revenge. She threw punches at Viola, which drew blood. He was simply shaking his head through it all, feeling embarrassed for both of them.

It took a while, but finally it was broken up by Mr. Tomers. Alexandros sighed as Sierra and Mr. Tomers exchanged words and he hauled her off to the Principal's office. Yeah, let her get the heat from baldo this time. As for Joo, he was just disappointed as Alexandros was, or something like that. He bid a goodbye to Viola and Alexandros as well, to which she blew a kiss at him—well, a blood-stained kiss, that was. When she had gotten up, Viola was smirking. She actually was smirking. Not only that, but a laugh came from her mouth.

"You enjoyed that didn't you?" Alexandros asked, trying to hide his amusement.

"Oh come now, Alexandros, you had to admit that was fun?" Viola snickered.

Sighing, Alexandros had to admit she was right. Seeing both ladies getting riled up, Sierra getting mad was kind of attractive, and seeing how helpless Joo seemed to stop her from pounding on Viola was a bonus. "Even if I did enjoy watching that, did you really have to reveal to her that we slept together?" Alexandros said, more annoyed about that than anything else.
"You can't seriously be ticked off that the Jameson girl found out you're a pimp, can you?" Viola asked, her head slightly tilted to the slight as her eyes looked at Alexandros.

He said nothing. All he did was try to avoid her eye contact, which was a first.

"I can't believe it. You actually like that brute."

Alexandros annoyingly sighed. "You're going crazy. I don't have meaningless feelings like that. I'm Alexandros Mossos."

"Yes, you are, but you're also the same Alexandros Mossos that, I can't for the life of me understand why, fell so head-over-heels for Audrey Huntsberg. She's not even pretty. She's annoying, too. Miss little per--"

"Vio, because I like what we have, choose your next words carefully." Alexandros retorted, eyes slightly narrowed at Viola.

"All I'm saying is that I don't quite understand your infatuation with Sierra Jameson. She's not of our class. She's totally middle class."

"Ah, yes, I am well-aware of her finacial situation, but you haven't experienced how abnormal her sexual appitite is. In a lot of ways, she puts you to shame." Alexandros said, chuckling.

"Alex, please, you flatter her too much. She is nowhere near my level." Viola confidently boasted.

"Right," he said rolling his eyes, "bottom line is that you didn't need to tell her about us." Alexandros said, his voice lowering into a serious tone.

Viola simply shook her head. "Whatever, Alex. You do what you need to with that one. I'm going to enjoy what little time of my lunch is left. Hope you enjoy your little lumberjack. Call me when you come back to Planet Earth." Viola said, walking away Alexandros in a strut that only she could pull off.

Alexandros laughed at how obviously jealous that Viola was. Who was she trying to convince? Hearing Alexandros talk so highly of Sierra, in both the ways that she made him feel as well as how substanional she was in providing her services on that late Monday night on the beach, and even on the way back to Sierra's house when Alexandros dropped her off. Sighing and deciding to finally walk away from the closet, Alexandros would turn around, and head, seemingly, towards the cafeteria to get something to eat.

As he was, probably halfway there, Alexandros began being plagued with thoughts. The main one that kept popping up more than the others was how, for some reason, he couldn't shake that feeling of regret that Sierra had to find out that way. Oh come now Alexandros, you can't possibly feel bad, can you? Truly, could he? Alexandros Stefano Mossos, the bad boy of Beverly Hills High, was feeling bad for what had happened. Or how it happened. Maybe it was as Viola said. Maybe he actually did like Sierra. Well, that would be a first for him - well, at least since Audrey. What a nightmare! Oh well, seems like Alexandros would have to attempt to clear the air.

Hey, Sierra,
No doubt I'm the last person you want to talk to, but just give me a chance to at least explain?
From Alexandros

As he sent that message, Alexandros pocketed his phone, sighing and hoping that he will at least get that chance to tell her everything. It would really suck if he didn't. He seemed to really take a liking to her, more than he thought he would. Oh what was the world coming to? Alexandros Mossos was actually persuing a girl instead of it being the other way around? It seems it was like how Bob Dylan said it: the times are a changin'.
Jaakuna, somehow, had convinced her that the point that she was trying to make was futile when it came to him. Jaakuna wouldn’t even consider that idea, so it brought him some relief to hear that she wasn’t going to press that any longer. Even if she still wanted that, it seemed, by her words, that Emiri was done fighting him on it. That’s all Jaakuna wanted. “Finally, we both agree on something.” There was that famous Jaakuna wit that always got him a few slaps. “We both want to protect each other no matter what happens.” Jaakuna found a smile curl on his face, “so, now that we got that out of the way, perhaps it’s time you rest. Surely all of that arguing has warn you out even more than you already were, right?” Jaakuna asked her.



Wesley didn’t take that long to bathe. In fact, he was done before ten minutes passed. He wasn’t one to take long. Coming from Rabanastre and how so busy the capital was, Wesley had to always make sure that he was done bathing in a timely manner. That and his sister loved to get his favorite foods first, so that was also something that Wesley had engraved into his mind. So, of course Wesley was able to complete his bath quick enough to not have Nadeline wait too long.

As he got out, drying himself, Wesley would look into the mirror briefly, seeing his black hair, in its moist state, coming down to his shoulders. He looked and brushed it enough so that it didn’t cover his eyes. He brushed it all the way back, letting bareness of his forehead show. After being satisfied with it, he put on the pair of pajamas that he took when he got into the bathroom, and put them on. They were a pair of dark gold pants, and the top was white with gold lining. It was long-sleeve. Wesley then stepped out, the door creaking slightly. He would scan the room for Nadeline, spotting her on her bed. She was in a position that showed all of her body features in a complimentary way. Her nightgown was lowered around her bust to show some of it. Wesley smiled, obviously approving of the position she was in. As much as it pained him, Wesley would have to object to what she was wanting to do - at least for right now. He would simply approach her bed, and sit next to her.

“Nadeline, before we engage in whatever activity will become of you in such a flattering outfit, I must confess something to you.” Wesley said, his hand on Nadeline’s, looking at her. “After what happened today and how there very well may be a war brewing with the three countries, I have been thinking long and hard about it, and,” Wesley paused, eyes looking at Nadeline, “I have decided that I will be returning to my home of Rabanastre.” he informed her, “much time has passed since I have left on this journey with you and the others, and while I have enjoyed my time immensely with you all, I fear that, if I do not return now, then I will be too late to do anything to save my home from this war that is surely to come.” Wesley admitted, feeling sadness for his home and its fate in the coming days.



She heard Grant’s words, but it was as if they fell on deaf ears. She was so distraught in the realization that Levi had been involved with Emiri’s condition. It was Leviathan that did that and Savayna, along with Jaakuna(though probably not consciously), only knew of her power. Gods, Savayna truly knew her power better than anyone. How could it get this bad? Leviathan with Zodiark. “You don’t understand, Grant. Leviathan isn’t going to stop until she controls it all: Rozarria, Dalmasca, Archadia - all of it. She is after Ivalice. She wants it to burn with her at the top of it all.” Savayna manically said, her voice high, and a sense of paranoia clear in her voice and in her eyes. “It doesn’t matter if we have our espers, or whatever, Leviathan is just too strong!” her voice got even higher.
In CLOSED. 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Aewin @HushedWhispers here's Josie! <3


Baaaaaaeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Why was she persistant about this? Killing her wasn’t going to happen. It would never happen. Jaakuna won’t even humor the idea. There was no way that he would kill her, not maim, not injury, or harm her in any way, shape, or form. If she thought that her pessimistic point-of-view on what may or may not happen wasn’t going to convince Jaakuna of anything. She won’t change his mind. She meant too damn much to him for that to be a consideration. As he looked at her looking scared, sitting up where she shouldn’t be Jaakuna took a hold her head with both hands, making her see what was in his eyes. She made her look into his emerald-colored eyes, and see exactly what her words were making him feel. They say that the eyes are the window to the soul, and right now, aside from the immense guilt that he felt for doing this to her, Jaakuna’s soul was being torn up inside at the thought of Emiri asking this of him.

“And if I kill you, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. I wouldn’t be able to live with the fact that I the reason the person who means to me more than my own life won't be able to grow old with me, that won't be able to live a life with me.” Jaakuna said, his eyes deadlocked on hers. “Don’t you realize it, Emiri. I can’t make this promise because I can’t lose you—I won’t lose you.” Jaakuna said, kissing Emiri for a moment and then breaking the kiss. “I don’t care what I have to do, but we’ll find another way to quell the influence that Zodiark may or may not have over you. If his influence inside me could be wiped away, then surely his hold over you can as well.” Jaakuna said, realizing that he was probably the biggest hypocrite since Zodiark wasn’t completely gone. Fuck, why did Zodiark have to go after us?



Wesley spent the duration of the time that Nadeline was in the bathroom, enjoying her bath, thinking about the possibility of war that Reia may bring upon Ivalice. If she—or the people of Rozarria—would push for war, then where did that leave Dalmasca? If Archadia was their source of anger, then Wesley’s home country was going to be caught in the middle of it. Much like the Invasion of Dalmasca led by Ixion, the Forth Judge Magister of Archadia, then he had to do something.

Perhaps it is time that I return home.. As Wesley pondered on that thought, he heard the bathroom door open, and saw Nadeline come out, a robe tied around her seemingly naked body, and her hair tied up in a simple knot. As she would approach him, she said he could use it if he wanted to. Wesley chuckled, realizing that he hadn’t bathed all day. “Now that you mention it, I could use one.” Wesley laughed again, standing up. “When I am finished, there is something I need to speak to you about,” Wesley said, taking his leave to the rest room as he would close it, and begin taking his bath



“Damn it to hell, Grant! Damn it!” she kept on pounding on his chest, even when he had brought her in for a tight embrace. It seemed when Grant did that, Savayna stopped her excessive hitting on his hard chest, and ceased. Only now, her face was buried into his chest, weeping as if she had no tomorrow. Her eyes watering his jacket almost to the point that it was probably really moist, the sounds of great sadness pouring into his ears.
What was she asking of him? To kill her just because there might be a possibility that she could go psycho-crazy killer on people again? That's outrageous. Even if she were to go to that place again, be it her own doing or whatever, there wasn't a chance in any hell on earth that Jaakuna was going to kill her. He wouldn't hurt her, surely he wouldn’t knock her unconscious, or anything of the sort. There won't be nothing even remotely happening to her by Jaakuna's hands, by Wesley's, Grant's, Savayna's, or Nadeline's. If she thought he was going to promise her something that crazy, that asinine, she was crazier than Lola the Looney was.

"No, no, no - absolutely not. I'm not going to kill you if you end up going all Zodiark's Pawn on us again." Again, JAakuna refused. "I'll surrender my self to Zodiark again before I even think about killing you. I'm not going to promise something so ridiculous." Jaakuna looked at her, his voice suddenly raising. "There will be another way. I don't know what, but we will find it—together." Jaakuna looked into Emiri's eyes sincerely and passionately. He didn't care how risky moves he had to make. If he had to give into Zodiark once again, he would. There was no chance in Zodiark's hell that he would EVER lay a finger on Emiri with the intent to harm her.



When Nadeline had yawned, Wesley cracked a smile, followed by a sound of slight amusement. It was no wonder that his darling fiance was tired. Everyone has had a rather long day—even those who weren’t with them at Giruvegan. No doubt everyone was probably on their way to a decent night’s rest. Wesley knew that Grant and Savayna were probably along on their marry way, and definitely Wesley was feeling that he was near that point of passing out. Obviously Nadeline was as she was fancying a bath right about now.

“Of course, my love,” Wesley gave her a smile, “enjoy your bath.” he told her, letting her go off to her bath so that she could relax.



Why do I need you to say it? Are you fucking kidding me?

As Savayna heard those words come from Grant’s mouth, it seemed that she had changed her demeanor. Usually, for Savayna, whenever she was in this kind of mood, she stayed assertive, she stayed confrontational-esque. But, when she heard Grant pretty much ask why he had to say what she already knew, she lost it, but in a different way. She lost it in the sense that one loses their grip of emotions. Her hand started to pound on Grant’s surprisingly hard chest, reflections of transparent water dropping from her eyes.

Looking at Grant, her eyes reminiscent of a two ice jewels, with the reflection of water seen in them. “You have no idea what this woman is like, Grant. No idea!” she said, her voice cracking from the emotions running high inside her. “You had encounters with her, but you didn’t grow up in Archadia. You didn’t see the things I had to witness. Her power-it’s not what the general public knows. She is more powerful than Hamut. She more powerful than anyone I know and she’s more dangerous than what I suspect your sister is. She’s a monster!” Savayna’s words and her voice, all flooded with emotion, with terrible memories of seeing first hand what Leviathan’s power was like. “So please, you have to prove me wrong. Tell me that Leviathan wasn’t the one that Jackson trusted. Tell me it was someone else. You-you-you have to..”
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