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1 yr ago
Current blaze it and praise it
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1 yr ago
I go my whole life without encountering the word "pursuant" then suddenly it crops up like ten times in the past week
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1 yr ago
this is some chapstick weather
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6 yrs ago
ENTP: "opportunity is missed because it looks like hard work" me: *eyes bulge mid-bite of chocolate-sprinkled donut while procrastinating*
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6 yrs ago
>"Tell me something you're not proud of." Me: My RPG post ratio is higher than my GPA
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Bio

Hiya, I'm Blitz.

I think I'll put a bunch of my characters' quotes here because what better describes a person than the things they say? (Or rather, things my characters have said... Tee-hee)

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Lucas nodded at Alice’s concern and joined her in grabbing a blanket to sit on and watch the crackling fire. Lucas merely shrugged when she pondered moving out into the country. He could see why she would want to do that, but he, on the other hand, probably couldn’t stand all that alone time. Sure, all this time he was having now, not being on the football team, was nice and all, but he was sure he’d get sick of it very soon. He was just too extroverted, despite the risk his psychic abilities were. But who knew? Maybe someday in the future, all psychics would be accepted, and hiding his powers wouldn’t even be an issue anymore.

He quietly listened to her talk about her plans for after their high school graduation, watching the fire flicker back and forth. He agreed with her that she’d make an excellent psychologist with her powers. He looked back over to Alice when he heard her get up and sit next to him and showed him a picture on her phone. It was of a woman who looked strikingly similar to Alice. Lucas understood why seeing Alice on a daily basis could be painful to endure.

“You two look a lot alike,” he murmured. In the back of his mind, he wondered if her mother was a psychic too, but he decided this wouldn’t be an appropriate time to ask.

Lucas couldn’t help but laugh when Alice wondered if he was following a girl to college.

“Not in a million years,” he answered after getting all his laughter out. “Even if I did have a girlfriend right now, following her to a college would be the dumbest thing I could possibly do. Relationships hardly survive from high school to college. They can’t. Anyway, I’ve gotta look out for own interests. Go to the college I want to go to.” He stopped for a moment to think a bit further.

“But then again,” he added, “I hardly have any idea what I want to do. My powers could help me with being some kind of electrical engineer or something, but that isn’t something that interests me. Being a professional sports player is completely out of the question. I don’t even think I want to play football in college. I’d just be too busy.” He sighed, as he always got nervous when he thought about his future.

“I guess I still have time to decide though,” he said.

His eyes had drifted back to the fire by that time, and he was quiet. After a few seconds, though, he made himself stop thinking about his future, and to focus on the present. After all, his present is what would shape his future.

He noticed Alice was still sitting next to him, but he didn’t mind. He really enjoyed her company.

“My friends think we have a thing,” he blurted out randomly. When he realized what he said, he laughed nervously and avoided eye contact with her.
hey don't sigh at me!
collab this weekend dont 4get
Sorry I've been taking long to reply... this week has been unusually hectic. I'll try to get a post up tonight!
ur not my supervisor!!!

k my brother has raging pink eye and just stuck his infected grubby little fingers into my life
Ok i trust you :D
i mean they just met!!
oh god >__< lol
“I mean maybe three or four times a month,” Lucas answered, not being able to come up with a definitive frequency of his coming to the forest. “Since I was thirteen… So doing that math… That’s quite a lot.” He laughed.

When Alice suggested he go collect some fire wood, he nodded and went off into the forest in search of suitable lumber. Back when his parents forced him to do Boy Scouts in sixth grade, one of the first things he learned was collecting the right amounts of different classes of wood: kindling, tinder, and fuelwood. The kindling was the most essential part, and you needed a lot of it: very small and brittle twigs, even some dehydrated leaves, if you could find them. After a few minutes, he had managed to collect a good amount of it into his arms. It was easier to find the kindling probably because not many people ventured into these woods often. Then, once Lucas decided that his amount of kindling was efficient, he began to pick up about half of the kindling’s amount in tinder: medium sized and preferably dry branches without any leaves. The fuelwood—or very large logs—would be a concern for later, after they started an initial blaze.

When he looked up after picked up his last piece of satisfactory tinder, he straightened up to find himself lost. Damn, it was so easy to get disoriented when you move around with your head down for a while. Keeping calm, Lucas shut his eyes and listened carefully, and eventually heard the sounds of faint rustling off to his right, which, he hoped, was coming from Alice.

He went off in that direction, and in about a minute or so, he was relieved to find her kneeling in front of the tent she had set up herself. Lucas approached their makeshift campsite and dropped his firewood down on a patch of leafless dirt. At that sound, Alice, made a quick movement inside the tent and crawled out hastily to face him, her cheeks burning red. He decided not to comment on it.

Lucas chuckled at what she said.

“Yes, I can charge your phone,” he replied. “But we can save that for when you’re low on battery.” He then took a few seconds to ponder what she had asked about her possibly getting shocked if she stood too close to him. That was one is his biggest fears—his powers unintentionally hurting someone he cared about.

“I’ve never really gone all out in front of someone before,” Lucas admitted, though he assumed she already knew that. “I guess keeping your distance couldn’t hurt. Lightning is dangerous and unpredictable.”

He turned around and scanned his surrounding for something that he could shock with his powers. His eyes fell upon the small stack of wood he had collected earlier and a bulb went off in his head.

“I have the perfect idea,” he told her, walking forward and arranging the small twigs and boughs into a neat pile. He walked around the campsite and gathered a handful of small rocks and placed them in the ground in a circle of about one and a half feet around the pile.

“This is so we don’t start a forest fire…” he grumbled, half-smirking at the prospect of them setting the forest ablaze. He hadn’t managed to do that before, but he wasn’t going to push his luck. He picked out any stray leaves or still leaving branches and tossed them out of the fire circle so that there was only dirt and the wood pile inside.

“All right,” he said. “We’re all ready here… Let’s see what we can do here.”

Lucas moved about seven or ten feet away from the fire circle; his and Alice’s positions from it formed a right angle. He assumed this was better then being directly in front of her or facing her head on.

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and concentrated on calling upon the electric power deep inside him. A familiar sensation tugged at his stomach, and Lucas knew the energy was ready to be channeled. In one fell swoop, Lucas opened his eyes, and, with a grunt of effort, thrust his balled right fist forward in the wood’s direction.

Zap!

In a flash, four branches of bright blue bolt of lightning were discharged from his knuckles, and they all converged directly on the wood. Lucas knew that a quick bolt wouldn’t be enough to start a fire, so he held the lightning for just a moment longer than usual and finally let go. With a loud crack, the wood pile burst into a bright flame.

Lucas dropped his fist and leaned over with his hands on his knees, out of breath, like he had just been running.

“It normally doesn’t take this much out of me,” he explained to her. “But I did keep the lightning visible longer than usual.”
Lol we know you'll always be around, Agni. ^^

I personally forget what Kali's keyblade even looks like. I've got a new computer since then, so I don't have the picture anymore... Do I? *checks* No. I have literally every picture, including my hand drawing of Kali, but not her keyblade. *fumes*
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