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8 yrs ago
Current Sliced Bread is the best thing since Betty White
8 yrs ago
I finally got around to watching A Silent Voice. Very nice to see some deaf culture representation in anime.
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9 yrs ago
My room is so empty! All of my furniture sans bed and wardrobe have been moved to the new place. Not long now :)
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9 yrs ago
Buzzbead... BuzzBEAD. WHICH GEMSTONE ARE YOU? TAKE THIS INSIGHTFUL QUESTIONNAIRE TO FIND OUT!
9 yrs ago
*Downing a bottle of cab merlot whilst filling out mental illness quizzes on buzzbeed* COMING OUT OF MY CAGE AND I'VE BEEN DOING JUST FINE
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29, He/Him. Amateur Tarot reader and literature enthusiast. Part time student majoring in English Literature and Cultural Studies.

Current music obsessions: Fleetwood Mac, Spacey Jane, Florence and the Machine, Franz Ferdinand.

Currently reading: 'The Ministry of Utmost Happiness' by Arundhati Roy

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The strange half human, half cat boy was indeed a rather curious specimen; curiosity being something that Charlotte was particularly bad at ignoring. Once Chizuru was done playing with him, inevitably forcing him into the guild, Charlotte kept a close eye on him and eavesdropped while he was at the board. Walking up behind him, she frowned at his choice of language and gently tapped him on the head with her staff.
"Now now, none of that potty mouth here, 'kay?" She spoke sternly, but then let out a few small giggles before outstretching her hand to the new member. "The name's Charlotte! Since you're new, I'll treat you to something to eat and drink here. Unless you'd rather eat rats Mr Putty Tat." It was at that moment, Chizuru declared that they would have to team up. Her face lit up with excitement, Charlotte quickly grabbed Shadow's hand and held it up.
"I'm with the newbie! He and I are practically already thick as thieves." The young girl declared the cat boy her partner, regardless of his decision. Not that she cared for it; her mind was made up and she was incredibly stubborn. She turned to the request board,
"Now what job should we do? Ooh look at this one, diamonds! Diamonds are a girl's best friend, y'know. That means we have to do this one." Charlotte didn't even stop to realise just how shifty the job in question looked, but the idea of adorning her clothes and weapon with beautiful, sparkling diamonds overwhelmed all sense of caution.

Makoto was staring at the commotion between Charlotte and the new cat boy, not even bothering to pay attention to the bothersome prankster that slightly inconvenienced everyone on a daily basis. In truth he was quite envious of the new cat boy for getting all this attention from Charlotte. For the last few weeks they'd gone on missions together, but Charlotte had noticed that Makoto hadn't made any friends at the guild and decided that they would be on separate teams to help him break out of his bubble. The twins, Cinia and Linia, next to him declared that they would work together. How he wished that he and Charlotte could be that dependent on each other. In truth, he'd probably just drag her down. Perhaps Charlotte would be happy if he made the effort to work with someone else, and it would probably be good for him. Mustering up his courage, Makoto stood up and faced the twins; clearing his throat.
"Um, if you'd like, I wouldn't mind working with the both of you. Uh, unless you have someone else in mind." He couldn't help but look away from them, feeling himself growing redder by the moment. He probably looked pathetic, but it was a start.

Meanwhile, Shalquoir had just finished having her shoulder branded. She even asked Chizuru to brand her mask as well so she wouldn't have to strip to show people she was a member of the guild. She was quite happy with how welcoming the guild master was, and despite being a little imposing upon the other members, she genuinely seemed like a friendly person. A young man named Alistair introduced himself to Shalquoir, to which she responded with a polite smile as she placed her mask back over her face.
"The pleasure is mine. You may call me Shalquoir. Forgive me for being so abrupt, but I'm going to look for a job now. I fear I've been inactive for too long. Au Revoir." With that, the crow hunter departed from the bar and walked to the request board where Charlotte and the new cat boy resided. The woman stopped to stare at the boy, a curious expression hidden behind her mask. Whilst Shalquoir scanned the request board, she addressed the new boy that Charlotte was disturbing.
"What is your name, boy?" Shalquoir's tone was less polite than before, perhaps she was somewhat cautious of someone who posses such bestial qualities. Without waiting for a response, Shalquoir watches as Chizuru added a new request to the board. Quickly scanning it, she decided it would be a suitable first task. Find a local street rat that's been pilfering food supplies from an honest merchant. It seemed too simple, but Shalquoir wasn't the type to take tasks lightly.
"You may leave that request with me, Master. I won't be needing anyone accompanying me this time around. Perhaps once I am more accustomed to the abilities of my new peers, then I will consider teaming up with one of them." She took the request off the board, scanning it as she turned back to Shadow and Charlotte.

Charlotte was somewhat oblivious to the oddly imposing manner of Shalquoir towards the new member, thinking the older woman was just as curious about him as she was.
"Aaw, are you sure you don't want to join myself and Mr Putty Tat?" Charlotte pouted at the missed opportunity to work with two new members. "Well I suppose if you need time to adjust, then that's alright. Mako needed to get used to the guild as well, but now look at him! Asking to join a team all by himself. I'm so proud." Shalquoir could only think about how much this girl talked, but she supposed it was a good quality. Right now she was more interested in the young boy whose presence admittedly disturbed her, but she just hoped he wouldn't become a threat to the young girl.
Apologies for not posting. A school called me inquiring about an open position so I spent my morning organising that. I will post momentarily.

EDIT; Also, it just occurred to me that the new prankster NPC reminds me a lot of Peacock from Skullgirls. He probably looks nothing like her, but I can't help but imagine Peacock whenever I think of a "Prankster" mage.

This is Peacock for anyone that doesn't play Skullgirls
Apologies that activity has been slow. I still feel awful but i will try and write an ic post that advances us into the burg.
I will post tomorrow. I meant to do so today but I wasn't feeling too well.
Pro-tip: If you're ever doing online banking and suddenly get the curious urge to look at your previous transactions, do not.

I now feel awful and have deduced that I can't make proper financial decisions and should probably be denied access to my debit card.

On another note, I was intending to wait for Chizuru to respond before posting but if you're not feeling too well Drake I won't force you to post. If it's okay with you, shall I just continue the encounter as if Chizuru has given Shalquoir the OK to join the guild?
I haven't actually put much thought into what NPC will be at the church. Atm I have whooping cough so I kinda sound like a kazoo whenever I open my mouth for anything, so forgive me for not being in the best mindset to think on it. I'll work harder on it tomorrow.
When the Guildmaster began to address Shalquoir, Charlotte decided that it was time for her to slip away and go see what the other guild members were up to. She beckoned for Makoto to join her, but the tired boy had already begun resting his head on the bar. She crossed her arms over her chest and frowned at him. Deciding to leave him be, the spirited young girl hopped about the hall in hopes of finding something to entertain her. The constant rattling in the vents was particularly curious to her. She stared upwards towards the ceiling, tracing where the noise was coming from before quickly moving after it.

Shalquoir also took notice of the rattling noise, the beak of her mask tilted up to the ceiling where the sound was coming from. Not paying too much mind to it, she returned to stare at Chizuru as the guild master awoke. Admittedly, Shalquoir was somewhat impressed that someone who seemed to not even be out of her 20's could become the master of a wizarding guild. The rattling noise disturbed her thoughts. After a brief moment of silence between the two, Shalquoir spoke.
"It seems you may have a pest causing mischief up there. No matter, that isn't why I am here." The hunter pulled off her black hat, tucking it into her robes. Without her hat, you could clearly see her light brown hair tied neatly into a bun. A leather strap stroked the back of her head, keeping her crow mask in place. Shalquoir slowly loosened the strap, removing the mask. Removing the mask made her feel less humid, even if she wasn't used to not having it on. Shalquoir's wyvern eye flared red in reaction to the sudden light being shed on it. To someone without a keen eye for such a thing, they might even assume that the eye had belonged to a dragon.
"Much better," Shalquoir sighed in relief before noticing a young girl staring at her. In truth she only removed the mask to appear less imposing, which thankfully wasn't an issue for the Guild Master. "It appears you have a lot of young wizards at this guild. I'm no old bird but I'm not as youthful as I once was. Regardless, I will offer my services to the guild if you will have me. Hunting is my specialty. I've spent my life hunting wild, magical beasts and monsters and I intend to continue my work here in Fiore." Shalquoir held out her good hand to Chizuru in order to seal the deal.

Makoto had been listening in to the conversation while he rested his head, every so often sitting up to nibble on his apple. He was never really a morning person, but Charlotte was. Even though she had been waking him up at early hours, he still wasn't used to it and often lounged around the guild for a few hours until his senses came back to him. However, when the young girl came crashing down the stairs, he couldn't help but sit up and stare at her in surprise. Feon was quick to react, running over to her. Makoto also stood, thinking she may need extra assistance. Pulled out of his state of slumber, Makoto quickly made his way to the fainted girl to see Feon trying to slap her awake.
"Um, I don't think she'll wake for an omelette." He knelt down beside Feon, scanning the girl for injuries when she fell down the stairs.
Simplifying it down would make it more convenient.
I mean unless you plan on implementing an in character shop system i dont think currency value is going to be a big concern for most of us.
A loud voice thundered at the sides of Makoto's head while he slumbered, rudely awakening him. The young man instantly shot up, throwing the sheets off of his bed in surprise. Still recovering from the initial shock and slightly dazed from being suddenly woken, Makoto didn't have the energy to care about who awoke him. Not that he didn't already know.
"Silly goose!" Charlotte's sweet, bubbly tone was abound with energy and excitement. "Do you even know what time it is young man?" She put on a stern voice, mimicking that of an overbearing parental figure. Makoto rubbed his eyes, yawning as he tilted his head backwards to stare at Charlotte. She giggled upon seeing the poor child's worn expression, ruffling his hair much to his discomfort.
"Growing boys like you need to get up nice and early! Come on Mako, wake up!" Charlotte put her arms underneath his, attempting to hoist him out of the bed. Even without putting up much resistance, Makoto was still a tad too heavy for Charlotte to hold for long. After a while of struggling, she finally lost her grip and sent him plummeting to the ground below.
"Oof!" Makoto landed face first onto the floorboards, pain flaring through his cheek as if it was on fire. "That hurt." Putting his palms to the ground, Makoto heaved himself up and turned to face Charlotte before being met with a surprise hug.
"You're up! You're up!" She chanted, jumping up and down. Her boundless energy never ceased to impress Makoto. "Here, I made this for you."

Charlotte released Makoto from her grip, stepping backwards while gesturing to a picnic basket filled with wildflowers and fruits. She rummaged through the basket before pulling out a crown of lowers. She turned to him with a smile, clearing her throat. She pointed her nose upwards, putting on a royal facade.
"Kneel," she demanded. Not questioning her antics, Makoto kneeled before her, bowing before her as if she really was royalty. "On this morning, I anoint thee as Prince Sleepy head!" Makoto laughed as the flower crown was placed softly on his head.
"It is an honor, Princess." Charlotte clapped her hands in excitement when Makoto played along with her, quickly grabbing his wrist and pulling him up off the floor in a quick sprint.
"Woah! What are you doing? Hey, at least let me get dressed first!" Makoto was a little self conscious about entering the guild hall in his pajamas.
"There's no time! We have a kingdom to save!" Charlotte had grabbed her basket, adorning herself with a crown herself. Bursting through the door to the guild hall, she proudly spoke up to the residents.
"Gooooood Morning friends! I have brought a gift!" Skipping over towards the bar where most of the people were, Charlotte placed the basket of fruit and flowers next to the Guild Master who was resting peacefully. "I took a trip to the markets before dawn. The vendor was very kind to me; he gave me a discount on all this beautiful fresh fruit." She plucked a handful of grapes off of a vine hanging out from the basket, popping them all in her mouth at once. Makoto sleepily made his way over to the group, yawning. Charlotte tossed him an apple, which he fumbled around with for a bit before finally catching it. Rather than eating it, the boy tossed it gently up and down in his hand as if it was a baseball. Charlotte sat up on the bar, tilting her head backwards to speak to Feon and Lilith about breakfast. Makoto took a stool besides her, taking a bit into the apple. He looked up at the ceiling, taking note of a strange rattling noise. It was as if a wild animal had gotten into the vents.


The morning sun was only just beginning to rise over the horizon, yet the town was already bustling with the morning activity. Indeed people were so involved in their daily routine that they took notice as Shalquoir stalked silently through the streets. Perhaps it was because of the supposed wizard guild that was present in this town that they didn't even bat an eyelash at the woman adorned in a gown covered with black crow feathers and a porcelain mask resembling that of a crow's beak. This was how Shalquoir preferred it, not being one for being the center of attention. Some would ask why she dressed the way she did if this were truly the case, but that history was too personal to share with strangers. She swiftly walked through the town before approaching the behemoth of a dragon's skull that was the entrance to the Golden Dragoon. As a hunter, Shalquoir had much admiration for those strong enough to take on a dragon. Though she personally disagreed in using the corpse as architecture. Regardless, it made for quite an imposing building. Walking up to the massive doors, she placed her mechanical arm forward and slowly pushed them open. It was quite the effort, but in the end she found herself standing in the doorway of a somewhat populated guild hall. She took a few steps forward, a few heads turning towards her as she approached. Slowly walking to the bar where most of the activity was, Shalquoir stood a good distance before addressing the woman laying atop of the bar in her heavy accent.
"Salutations. I am Shalquoir Gilbert. Enchanté," The woman lowered herself in a respectful bow to the participants of the guild. "To keep this as brief as possible; my intentions are to offer my services to this establishment. Who may I speak to for more information?" Turning her head slightly, she caught a young blue haired boy catching a glimpse of her. As soon as their eyes met, he went red and quickly turned away. Next to him, a girl slightly older than him jumped down from the bar and her out her left hand.
"Pleased to meet you, Shalquoir! That's a beautiful name by the way. I'm Charlotte Blackwater and this is Makoto Yagami." The girl pulled the shy blue haired one from his chair. "Go on Mako, say hello." The boy stared at the ground, slightly tilting his eyes upwards as he mumbled a greeting. Shalquoir turned away from him to face the girl with her left hand out. Slowly she raised up her own left arm, which met the girl with a metal hook. The boy was startled, taking a small step back, but Charlotte's eyes widened in delight as she grabbed the hook and shook it vigorously.
"I can't wait to hear the story behind that, Shalquoir. I can tell we're going to get to know a lot about each other!" Shalquoir chuckled at her eagerness before speaking.
"You may be waiting longer than you expected. Now, where is the Guild Master?"
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