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4 days ago
Current idk who is in the right but GRAB THE DICK AND TWIST IT!
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1 mo ago
A decade ago when we made that meme "get kid", this isn't exactly what we meant...
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2 mos ago
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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7 mos ago
Happy almost crisis!
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9 mos ago
it's not just a rock IT'S A BOULDER!...or whatever Spongebob said
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A few months ago, I was going to do a Bleach roleplay centered around the Vizards (Shinigamis with hollow powers), but I ended up scrapping the idea because of a combo of reasons: got too busy with my other stuff, couldn't figure out some of the details to make my idea work, and generally lost steam by the time I went back to it. I also it had to do with me getting too deep into my own head, but that's a whole bag of worms all on its own.

I also had this idea to do a Digimon RP fashioned after the squad system Naruto made famous. There are a few moving parts, but I haven't enough confidence in it to go past the "this could work" phase. All I know is that it would probably be under the guise of "Digimon Tamer academia"-type stuff and, if I am able to pull it off, I think it would be pretty kickass.
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By the lack of an answer from the maleficarum to his question fo curiosity as to why he was specifically targetted, it was made clear to Zestasia that she had no intention of giving him a reason why. So instead of pursuing the matter any further, he prepared himself for round two.

Hands that remained lit aglow with the golden hue of his ignis ether, they responded to his desire to keep fighting and shone brighter. He saw the witch almost go for him and he meant to charge, but as his attention was momentarily taken away from the magi and to where the last was doing battle with his brother and Etoile, he looked up and caught the sight of familiar red hair approach. At first, he grinned at her, but in a matter of moments, that grin faded as he saw her magic gather around.

"Wait..."

Suddenly, Zestasia's gut instinct that never steered him wrong forced him to whip his neck and he saw the maleficarum come at him again, but then, in the midst of a flashy show of magic, he saw Pythia put all of her magic into a blow that sent the shockingly cute maleficarum crashing into a tree. He put his hands up to shield him from the winds that would follow.

And then as the dust cleared and Zestasia heard her voice, he grinned.

“This moron is under my protection, got it? Yield and I will not kill you.”

"Yeah! What she said!" It took him half of a moment to register the first part of what she said. "Minus the moron bit, but everything else still stands!"

Zes stepped beside, looking at Pythia, his grin returning, the glow around his hands fading out as he did not feel a sense of urgency to defend himself anymore. "Thanks for saving my hide. I mean, I could have probably taken her second attack, but thanks!" He chuckled and pat her shoulder. "You know, up until now, I was beginning to think you didn't like me, but I guess you really do care, don't you?" He bumped her shoulder teasingly, chuckling with every motion.






As Pagonia's voice ringed in his ear, like the voice in his head telling him exactly what he needed to do a moment after deciding he was going to act, Zestasia concentrated his solis ether into his hands. Compared to the rest of his body, which had a faint golden hue around it, his hands shone brighter and deeper to the point where streaks of red and orange consumed the gold as his hands lit aflame.

And then he opened up his palms, but the ether gathered didn't fly anywhere. Zestasia kept it centered around his palms. Slowly, though not too snail-like, he brought his hands closer together. On his face, Zestasia's nose and mouth were crunched together, eyes narrowed as he always looked when he was constipated.

This was Zestasia when he wanted to concentrate when he wanted to focus.

"Solaris...Orbi--" Before the word could finish uttering the ancient word of what was easily his most powerful spell, he...felt something in the air that broke his focus.

And then not even a second after, he heard a feminine voice speak out to the group. Before paying it any attention, he was frustrated he lost his focus, but then his eyes followed what he thought was the source of the voice. Every time he heard it speak, all he saw was the blur of what appeared to be someone. And every time he thought he caught sight of them, they dashed through the air, but their words remained as clear as Zestasia was clearly growing frustrated.

"Pity wouldn't be the word I'd use!" He shouted out. Even if he couldn't see her (god he hopes it was a she), he would make his opinion heard.

And then came what Zestasia knew was karma coming back to bite him. He dared them to bring it and in the air, he tasted a foulness that not even a belly full of beans and rice could produce.

Coughing, Zes may have also puked a little on the ground as he was partially hunched over.

After it was done, Zes thought he heard Laz call his name. Actually, he was certain he heard part of his name being called, but neither of them was prepared to deal with what came next.

That feeling of putridness came back to him in full, but something told Zes to jump and turn around, which probably a good thing because as he did and landed about a pace away from the source of Foulness the Sequel, even his worst nightmares couldn't have prepared him for what he was looking at.

He gagged at the sight of the unkempt hair, the blackened eyes and irises, pale skin, and, of course, that all-too-clear aura of murderous intent seeping out of her like a baby's drool.

Distracted by the unholy sight of this theoretically-once-cute girl in front of him, Zestasia didn't sense her first attack come at him. Nails blacker than onyx and longer than any fingernail he'd ever seen before in his life, ripped right through his Solis Palio aura along the right shoulder and blood squirted out in a slow, yet steady stream.

And his feet dragged on the grass as he was sent back a few paces.

And Zes stopped himself and went to a knee, his opposing hand covering the wound with the light of the sun and closing the wound. But then she came at him again. Her words faded into white noise as Zes narrowly dodged her attempt at his heart.

"Sol!"

Zes spun around, dipping the uninjured side of his body down, concentrating what strength he could muster on that same arm, bringing his Solaris Palio-covered left leg up, and roundhouse kicked away her hand, his heel grazing with the edge of her nail. "The hell you coming for me for?" He said as he was upright again, standing his ground and trying to create distance between them while also trying to make sense of this all. He would mentally curse himself for allowing his right shoulder to get hit.


<Snipped quote by Crimson Flame>

Or have direct line of sight. Think frickin' laser beams.


You said frickin laser beams and I took that as pillar of bright binary laser beams.

Also fully expect me to milk Hungry Annoyed Kaz for as long as it remains humorous!




I do--much time. My--eople need help! You m--ave them!

Okay, Kaz. You're hearing things. Someone doesn't need help and they definitely don't want you to -ave them -- save them.

Kaz sighed, taking in and expelling out deep breaths.

Sometimes you just had to take a minute to collect yourself and clear out the voice of the clearly-imaginary voice of some girl in your head. Kaz, you weren't hearing any voices. You're just hungry and frustrated. And maybe a little high from the adrenaline of nearly getting caught by some glorified mall cops that couldn't run a 100m dash if it saved their life. There was nobody in need of your help. The only lack of time you had was getting home before your parents did.

As he made his way down the park, alongside the pond, there was ...something that caught his attention. Blue eyes caught the sight of...some bright light. That was strange, especially considering that there weren't normally any sort of light show in the park and especially at night. So what then?

Kaz wasn't usually the type that would ask himself so many questions about the unknown. Usually, he'd just rush right into the danger with eyes open and a bit of stupidity pushing him full speed ahead, but tonight was proving to be anything but the usual night for Shodo Kazuma. He was hungry, had the close run-in with the law barely behind him, and he was hungry. So, he was being just a little cautious right now.

He stirred that particular pot for a few moments later until he saw a couple of others make their approach towards the towering pillar of bright ones and zeroes. "Oh hell no," he cursed. "No way I'm gonna be beaten towards the strange thing by anyone else!"

The idea that he wouldn't be the first one there motivated Kaz enough to take off into a sprint. It didn't matter to him how out of breath the silver-haired teen was or how little energy he had due to being hungry for a jelly-filled rice ball - he just ran. And as he did, in the back of his mind, he was terrified and equally thrilled for what might happen when he reached his destination.


Finally got my Kaz intro up! Sorry if it held anyone up! :)




Yoyogi Park, Shibuya Ward, Tokyo - 21:36

"Come back here!"

The sounds of whistles and hollering security guards were becoming less ear-blaring the further Kaz ran through Yoyogi Park. The darkness that the night provided clouded their view of him. The clouds overhead hid the stars, which in turn also hid the light they'd provide. Even though the lights of the park may have allowed for some light to reveal parts of the park, what those idiotic and nearsighted guards didn't anticipate was on Shodo Kazuma's natural athletic ability - or at least as natural as one could be when that feeling of getting caught passed through his entire body.

Just about fifteen minutes earlier, Kaz had the brilliant idea of sneaking into the NHK Broadcast center. It wasn't a bright idea, that much Kaz realized now, but at the time of deciding it, he was neck-deep into half of an idea of trying to see if he could find some different Digimon there. He had found most of what he could around the neighborhood and even on the outskirts, but he never went inside the broadcast center.

So he figured why not? What's the worst that could happen?

As it turned out, a couple of by-the-book security guards would take that very literally.

And now he found himself hiding out up in one of the cherry blossom trees as the two security guards talked amongst themselves.

"Gah! He must've run off somewhere!" One of them said. He was an overweight Japanese guy with what appeared to be dark hair and an affinity for sweets based on his gut.

Yeah! Really top shelf security, aren't you, big boy?

"Come on, Takeda. We should get back to our post. Boss will have our head if we don't."

Yeah, Takeda, go wheeze somewhere else. This branch is starting to climb up my ass.

They went back and forth for a few minutes and eventually, Takeda came to his senses and Kaz watched them as they left the park. And he couldn't have felt any prouder for how he not only escaped them, but managed to climb his ass up in this tree.

Letting out a sigh, he made an attempt to adjust himself so his legs were hanging off the thick branch he was sitting on. "Alright! In one, two thr--"

Hel-! Young Ta--er, can --ou hea-- e?--

"--What?"

Whether it was the slightest hint of static or what he figured was a girl's voice, Kaz was distracted and hadn't caught himself in time as he fell out of the tree and his ass broke his fall. "Goddamnit!" He cursed, feeling all sorts of numbness and soreness course through his waist and lower back. It was as if the force centered around there and he knew he was going to feel that in the morning.

As he got up, he looked around. "Whoever said that is gonna pay for my comfort rice ball! I mean it! I like mine jelly-filled!"
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