Azure Bubbles

ᴘᴋᴍɴ : Quest for Life and Death

And now that you know who André is, I can casually name drop him in posts.

I didn’t mean for Julien and André to be so similar, but that’s my niche I guess.

ᴘᴋᴍɴ : Quest for Life and Death

Julien took Bernard’s hand, and shook it. “Enchanté, monsieur Jeanneret. Julien Lafleur.” He introduced himself, with a wide grin. “Model, performer, future star. I have to say, monsieur, you’re quite lucky to be meeting me so early in my career. Soon, I’ll be far too famous for casual museum visits.” He winked. “One day, I will be the next André Bellamy. You’ll be seeing my name up on the marquee!”

Julien blinked at the question, momentarily caught off guard. “Well,” he started, thinking back, “I mean, I’ve always had a certain… presence, but I wouldn’t say I’ve ever made flowers glow before. He smirked. “Turn heads? Absolutely. But this?” He gestured dramatically at the Crystabloom. “New territory.”

He glanced at Bijou, who hovered close to the glass, her tiny body swaying ever so slightly. The little Flabébé chirped softly, tilting her head as if wondering the same thing.

Still, as much as he played it off, Julien couldn’t deny that something about this moment felt significant. “Are you suggesting that flower really might be reacting to me?” He placed a hand on his hip, tilting his head in interest. “Because that would be fabulous if so!”

The Elder Scrolls: Before the Great War

Auron’s eyes watched Arnvidr as he spoke. The Nord was not wrong, at least academically. In fact, their were several magical institutions across Tamriel that did not explicitly ban necromancy. Even the moral distinctions between death and undeath had always been grey areas. His objections were based on what the act represented.

“I am not naive, Arnvidr.” Auron finally said, his voice calmer, but still sharp. “I know that necromancy is a tool like any other. And I will not pretend that Brigit’s fate concerns me personally. What does concern me,” he stepped forward just enough to close some of the space between them, “is not the act itself, but the precedent we set here. We need to decide what kind of people we are. If we reduce every enemy to a resource… when does it stop? There’s a difference between using it as a tool and choosing it as a punishment. Even in Winterhold, I doubt they condone soul trapping out of spite.”

Calling All Heroes and Villains!

There was an explosion upstairs, and Poison Oak let out an exasperated sigh as dust rained down. He rubbed his temples in frustration. “Does everyone always operate this recklessly, or is today special?”

At Ethan’s request, Pine extended his senses, vines slithering through cracks and spreading outside the building. His glowing eyes flickered as he detected movement.

“There’s someone at the west service entrance, another by the north exit. I can trap them, but with these people have been cutting my vines, it will not hold forever.” With a flick of his wrist, the vines wove into thick, thorny barricades, cutting off the exits.

Pine scoffed at the announcement of a bomb but said nothing. If it bought them time, so be it.

After Ethan’s display of power, they made it to the rooftop. Pine steadied himself and surveyed the city below. The heroes were regrouping. Police were tightening their perimeter. And for what? A bunch og humans throwing their money to causes that hurt the planet they live on? “I do hope there’s a plan in place, or this bank will be our grave.”

The Elder Scrolls: Before the Great War

Auron was disgusted. Sure, Brigit was dangerous, and unstable. But Sylruna’s suggestion unnerved him. Treating her like raw material? In Auron’s eyes, that crossed a line. Auron couldn’t stand there and watch this atrocity take place. “No. Absolutely not!” Auron interjected.

He stepped closer to the rest of them. “While I won’t weep for her fate, or suggest she deserves mercy, but this is too far. We are not the Thalmor. Nor are we cultists, reaping souls for Daedric lords.” He sighed. “Do we want to begin this mission by damning ourselves to the same darkness we claim to fight? There is a difference between killing someone, and unmaking them.”

Primality: Act 1

@Little Bird

Conner groaned at the announcement. “Yeah, yeah, I heard you…” he muttered.

Adjusting his not up to code uniform, he glanced in the mirror one last time, then he swung the door open. He struck a ridiculous pose in the doorway. “Presenting: Conner Waters, begrudgingly formal but still undeniably hot!” He declared, striking an exaggerated model stance before laughing and giving Wren a once-over. “You on the other hand actually look good. You’re pulling off, I’m here but I’m not happy about it better than me.”

Not wanting to risk being too late, he stuffed his hands into his pockets and started toward the door. “C’mon, let’s get this over with before they send out a search party. Maybe we’ll get lucky and the ceremony will have snacks.” Then, after a moment, he smirked over at her. “And if not… well I always come prepared.” He tapped his blazer pocket, and you could hear the crinkling of a hidden bag of goldfish crackers.

Together, they stepped out the door, and he walked towards the Auditorium,

Calling All Heroes and Villains!

I’m still around. Just need to figure out what I should have Pine do.

How many RPs do you have at the same time?

I’m in 9 rn. They’re never active at the same time, and I have no life

Kingdom Hearts: Heroes of Hope

Uh… somewhere. 😅

Calling All Heroes and Villains!

<Snipped quote by BurningCold>

Huh. I mean, I was kind of hoping for a bit more actual inclusion since I made an effort to actually talk to another character...
What's actually left for the rest of us to do...

@Rhona W

@Rhona W You would have also heard the crash of metal and the burning smell of concrete as Ethan shot his group up to the roof. So you can run to the roof as well.

@Estylwen

A potential Poison Ivy Oak and Iron (Wo)man matchup could be fun.