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2 mos ago
Current you know, my SO never forces me to say a thing that's on my mind and doesn't mind if I don't always explain myself which makes it way easier to actually tell them stuff. boundaries good.
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2 mos ago
if your boyfriend loves you for who you are he already knows what you read without you needing to tell him
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5 mos ago
no, its the manufacturer's lack of a soul that's causing it to act up on you
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4 yrs ago
I'm starting to think I have serial profile stalkers
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4 yrs ago
as much as I'd love to pre-plan RPs, I've also noticed that's the fast track to killing them. A little planning and a rough gist is fine, but anything beyond that and people don't wanna write no more.
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The day that Moss was hanged, eight others were cut down,
And when the graves had all been dug, the queen rode out of town.

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Recruiting for an epic experience


Three words, buddy.

But really now,

Being a letdown.
Serah was breathing heavily inside the cockpit of AA-XOTRY, staring at the two lifeless Cruxi corpses in front of her. The plasma on the framewerk's blade was slowly starting to form again, wobbling as it filled up inside the casing. The girl felt a trickle of cold run down the side of her head, lifting up her right hand from the controls to touch it. Even through the gloves she could feel it was wet, mainly due to how it splashed open against her cheek. "I'm... sweating?" Serah thought to herself, then pulled the hand she touched her cheek with away to look at it. It was clearly shaking. No, not only her hand was shaking. Serah could feel her entire body start to shake. "W-Why am I... shaking?" Serah softly murmured, slowly but surely coming back to her senses. The world flashed by her when she rushed forward to engage the two cruxi, somehow managing to cut them both down. The small girl felt... scared. She was shaking because she was afraid. She'd just finished charging head first into the fray, cutting down not only a tentacle beast but also the squad behind her. "Am I... afraid to die?" Serah asked herself. She was convincing herself only just a moment ago that it'd be best if she died. A martyr to the cause, fading away in history.

But she didn't want to die. She didn't want to part with the squad she had been training alongside these past months. She didn't want to be separated from everyone again. Maybe that's why she was so reckless. Maybe that's why she took control. Serah just wanted to protect her squad and at the end of the mission, return with them. "...Mission?" Serah mumbled, before it all hit her. Right, she was still on the battlefield! It was no time to drift away into fantasy now, there's still enemies left to neutralize! The girl quickly assessed the situation, swiftly concluding Atty was in even worse shape compared to before. The overcharged sickle took a huge chunk out of its energy reserve and seems to have wrecked the blade as it struggled to keep the plasma contained within its barriers. It didn't look like it had another minute to live. Serah looked at her camera feed and saw a solitary CWM in the distance, with another full squad a little bit away. Serah steeled herself and tried to say "I'll just slice it in half before my weapon shuts off," but interrupted herself in the middle of it.

No, she couldn't do that. Atty was breaking down and Serah knew it. She was already reckless enough in thinking she could take on an entire squad of Cruxi by herself, which got the machine in this state to begin with. If she charged forward, all it would do is leave her as a sitting duck to be killed off by a rain of plasma bolts, which would shred AA-XOTRY's frail armor. "...I'd be no use." Serah concluded, closing her eyes and balling up her hand into a fist. She felt frustrated, frustrated at the fact that she managed to effectively put herself in a situation where she was of no more use to her squad. She screwed up, again. She failed, again. This time something warm started to trickle down Serah's cheek, splashing open on the steel right in front of Serah's seat. Tears were streaming down the girl's face. "I'm useless... I can't do anything right!" Depressive thoughts started to rage inside the girl's mind, consuming her entire consciousness for a few moments.

"Defenders of Troas, this is Pilot Diabolus of Frame X-7, dropping into Troas as reinforcements. I got the sniper. Channel is open, tell me where you need me next, over."

A voice penetrated Serah's communications, snapping her out of the depressive bout. She came back to her senses, a quick "Pull yourself together!" being all the motivation she needed. If Serah got too upset at herself, Atty wouldn't like it. Plus, they were still in a battlefield. The girl couldn't afford this. "...Roger, X-7. Thanks for the backup." Serah replied back, deciding to take matters in her own hands again. "Magus, Yeager, give us a report of the situation. Eiswolf is closer by you, they can cover if you're in a pinch. Eiswolf... no, Sigma. Try to help them, but don't put yourself in a situation to get yourself killed. As for me... I can't continue fighting. I'm pushing Atty to the limit here, anything I'd do now would be more of a burden than a help. I'm going to have to pull back." Serah broadcast to every other Framewerk in the region, then sighed shortly after. She really wasn't the officer type... yet look at her here, pretending to be one. "Diabolus, I don't know who you are, but... stay alive." With that final message, Serah looked over to her cameras. To her left and front were safe spaces she could hide in, away from the crossfire. As much as the girl loathed to retreat, anything she'd do now would hinder her squad. The plasma blade powered down to conserve energy right before jamming, with AA-XOTRY's thrusters flaring up to propel the framewerk away from the battle.
Joppa
Blackstar- Move: F2 > B2 / Attack: N/A
Caretakergiver- Move: H3 > H5 / Attack: Marker shot on Angel, deployed drones to repair Neo Angel (H7)
Neo Angel- Move: (Attempted crawling I think?) H7 > H5 / Attack: N/A
Paladin- Move: N/A (H4) / Attack: Bombing I7
Logic Gate- ?
Troas
AA-XOTRY- Move: (Dash) B7 > A9 / Attack: N/A
Eiswolf- ?
Rostosov- KIA
Magus- ?
Yeager- Move: C1 > SOMEWHERE, HOPEFULLY / Attack: RAM THAT TENTACLE BEAST INTO A WALL, FUCK YEAH!
X-7- Move: Landed in J1 / Attack: Charging Railgun, preparing a reaction shot.

Nazareth
Jetto Chosa- KIA
Wächter- KIA
Marshall- KIA

I'm not entirely sure what you want me to do with Andre at the moment.


Challenge someone in the crowd, go watch go back to the dorm, etc.

I mean, if nobody has any idea of what to do, I guess I could rewrite and add in more specifics?

I'm a very hands-off guy that gives a lot of freedom. I place enough elements in an area to give you something to do, but you gotta initiate it yourself. Not every day can be a terrorist attack that railroads everyone.
Two people said it was good enough, and fuck it I'm not going to keep beating myself up for no reason. Here's the post.
Haas sighed in relief when Brooklyn and Nathan spoke up again, deciding to give him a shot. He'd also gotten a chuckle out of Angelo's antics, but it wasn't very surprising considering that boy had kind of a reputation around the school for being a hothead. "Alright, thanks everyone! Let's try to get to the bottom of these mysteries! I was thinking to-" Haas begun to explain his plan, but was cut off by Hayate who seemed a little concerned. She told Haas about Hayato's message, and how the samurai suddenly wanted to meet him in... private. Hayate could have maybe put it a little better, but Haas got the point. Then she talked about trying to get more people involved, which raised some red flags in Haas' mind. "N-No, that's quite alright! I want to keep this group to people I know for now. I-It might get a little out of hand if more people get involved..." He said with a nervous laugh, scratching the back of his head. He tensed up a little at the idea of more people than is needed, thinking about how much trouble he'd be in if such a large group caused issues.

Haas shook his head to get back to his senses, softly laughing to himself for getting so silly in a rather serious moment. "Y-Yeah, alright... I'll go and drop by Hayato's after this. Now uh, where was I...?" The boy went silent for a few moments, trying to recall his plan after getting sidetracked. He then tensed up again, as if a bolt of electricity shot through his spine. "Oh, yeah! So, everyone here is really good at something I've noticed," Haas begun explaining. "Ben is social and is good at gathering info, Nathan is a really good entertainer, Angelo has his own shop tinkering with Duel Runners, Maisy has shown her... vast knowledge of underwear and so on. I was thinking maybe we could all put our heads together, and use what we have to our advantage." Haas snapped his fingers. "Like, Angelo could try to find something about what happened to Ethel if he maybe checked her runner... Maisy's offered to sneak around, same with Megan, though I'm still iffy on that. Stuff like that."

"As for how to tackle the Dark Dorm..." The boy bit his lip when he got around to that part. "I don't like it, but... Those guys refuse to talk to anyone normally lately. Unless they're less than stellar at dueling, they won't even look at you unless you duel them. So... if we want to get an idea of what's going on, we might need to talk to them with these." Haas raised up his Duel Disk, the diving one he'd earned from the swimming competition. "Those rumors worry me, though. If it's true that they're using shock devices, then it might be more dangerous than I thought, ahaha..." the boy laughed nervously, looking away again. "So... maybe we could split us up into two groups for now. Some who gather information on what happens with those attacks, and some others who investigate the Dark Dorm. Is... everyone alright with that?" Haas was a little concerned when he asked his question, feeling uncertain still even though people have told him they're on his side.

Haas tried to get his mind off of the inherent dangers, which led him to think of something which was mentioned earlier. "Ah... We could also use this group like Joshua said, as a social thing. Just in case it doesn't amount to anything, or if it's more dangerous than it's worth, we could still help each other vai practice and helping each other study..." the boy tried to suggest, though he couldn't exactly take credit for the idea. It was also then that something else popped into his mind. "A-Ah, right... I should probably go and check on Hayato. I'd prefer to investigate the strange occurrences, so I'll put myself in that group... unless you guys want me to help with the Dark Dorm. A-Anyway, I don't want to force people to get along, so I'll let you guys form groups on your own." Haas tried to brush everything he just said off as casually as possible, then made his way to the door. "Let's try to meet up here every week and share our results!" With that final line, Haas walked through the door and made his way to the dorms, going to see what was up with Hayato.
Back at the dorms, Andre was walking around with his homework in hand and trying to mentally solve it before he got back, due to a lack of a pen. His concentration wasn't quite meant to be, though. Just a minute after he began, students all around started to gravitate towards one particular area, causing quite the ruckus. If it wasn't hard enough to concentrate already, several students bumped into Andre and didn't even bother apologizing as they rushed off down the halls, seemingly following the Dark Dorm line painted on the floor. It was strange, considering you weren't supposed to go to dormitory hallways unless you belonged to that dorm. If Andre had followed the crowd, he'd see quite the... shocking scene. Several students from dorms ranging from Earth to Fire were collapsed against the wall, some with pretty bad wounds all over. It didn't seem like the fun was going to end there, though, as a solitary Wind Dorm student was brave enough to take on not one, not two, but three Dark Dorm duelists, evidenced by the three wires running from his disk and connecting to the others. The Wind Dorm student just grinned, with a few strands of brown hair covering his eyes.

"What are we waiting on?" Vincent said in an almost scarily oblivious tone. The other three students, the Dark crew, looked a lot more on-edge. A frown was all over there face, with all three of their ridiculous pompadours doing a pathetic job of hiding it. "Shut up!" one of the three yelled, with another butting in right after. "W-We've beaten more duelists than you! T-That Fire Dorm punk was just a fluke!" The only noticeable difference between this pompadour student and the first is that his was just a tiny bit shorter, compared to the rather phallic image his friend presented. The third one then speaks up, hardly having a bit of hair that sticks out to the front. "We'll put you in your place with these rare cards we got! Just like we did those other punks!" The third was a lot more confident compared to the one who spoke just before, a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. It seems like a duel was about to start, judging from the Duel Disks that were at the ready from both sides. Someone should probably interject, but the staff was nowhere to be found and the students seemed to be more interested in watching. So interested that they made a near impenetrable wall, in fact, so it didn't look like anyone was going to be able to stop this.

DUEL!
Argh! Writer's block! Left and right! I've pretty much got the group in the cafeteria bothered, but the dorms are bothering me. I have something planned with another player for that, but I don't know how to properly write up the event right now. It might take another day at this rate and I feel terrible about it. I have a placeholder written up, so if I can't improve it tomorrow I'll just post it as the placeholder. Really sorry for the holdup guys.
@Ariamis I love hor you called them beneficial parasites, that dose make the most sense. Might stick that in the drones description. Should of thought of details like that when I came up with drones as an idea.


Beneficial parasite. Welp, I've seen a new oxymoron.
So the post's pretty much finished, but i don't feel it's good enough. I'm going to hold off until tomorrow and try to improve my post then.
He'd try to reach out to whoever is in command of the current battlefield. So ye.


The command went from Harold to Sigma to Serah to nobody. I don't think there's a good way to determine that right now lol
Joppa
Blackstar- ?
Caretaker- ?
Neo Angel- ?
Paladin- ?
Logic Gate- ?
Troas
AA-XOTRY- ?
Eiswolf- ?
Rostosov- KIA
Magus- ?
Yeager- ?
X-7- ?

Nazareth
Jetto Chosa- KIA
Wächter- KIA
Marshall- KIA


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