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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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I'm not too fussy with teams. Marcus can go wherever there's space.
You know it just occurred to me that Alexander's Blood Make reminds me a lot of the boss fight "Pthumerian Queen Yharnam" from Bloodborne. As in like, the Boss herself uses a lot of attacks based around turning her own blood into a weapon.
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Sorrrrrrry bout that lol
Made ya edits XD


It's my bad. I should have refreshed the page before I posted :P
I feel like I should edit my post to include Belial. I didn't see his post while I was writing up mine :P

Edit: Done.
Marcus “Limbo” Clementine


Marcus was a little surprised when the small bird began resting on his shoulder, but nonetheless he was still happy that so far the guild was quite welcoming towards him. He stroked the creature on the top of it's head, making sure to be nice and gentle. He though about what the man garbed in black had said.
We're all friends here. Those words were very reassuring, and they made the group of loud drunks feel less intimidating. Marcus pulled out a piece of leftover bread he'd purchased for lunch earlier in the day and began feeding the crumbs to the bird nestled upon him.

The large, muscular man spoke next; informing the boy that he was indeed talking to the right person about joining the guild. Marcus was weary of the comment about the tense situation, but he had an idea of what was causing it. He tilted his head slightly towards all the fuss, sensing a lot of hostile energy directed at one individual in particular who seemed to be relishing in all the attention. Although the uneasiness of the stranger was replaced by an overwhelming sense of surprise when Marcus saw who was talking to him. Hana Oshiro, an incredibly famous Wizard who Marcus may or may not have been a fan of, was standing not even half a room away from him. He was so starstruck that he had to consciously remind himself to close his gaping jaw before the kind people in front of him considered him to be rude.
"Please forgive me. I must admit that I hadn't expected to see quite as many famous wizards here." He laughed it off, trying not to sound like a complete loser.

The muscular man asked for his name, which caused Marcus to step back in shock slightly.
"Ah, of coarse. I probably should have started with that." Clearing his throat, Marcus pointed his thumb at his chest confidently and spoke. "The name is Marcus Clementine. Back in the circus, my old boss and colleagues used to call me Limbo. If it's not too much trouble, I'd prefer to keep that pet name. It's grown on me over the years". Marcus flashed a smile, adjusting his mask with his right hand. All the uneasiness of being in a new place seemed to just wash away. At first he thought it was because after spending years as a performer, he'd be adjusted to being around strangers. However as he stared upon the faces of the people he would grow to call comrades it became more evident that their welcoming nature was what made him feel so at home around them.

Before the warm, fuzzy feeling of belonging could get too comfortable, Marcus' train of thought was interrupted by a loud scream and the touch of intense heat coming from behind him. Quickly turning around to face where it was coming from, Marcus was met with the sight of a boy younger than him flying at what seemed to be directly at him. With a cry of confusion, a gray magic circle materialised underneath Marcus' feet. With only a few moments left before the strange boy collided through Marcus to get to his target, who he presumed was the man behind him, Marcus' body entered the Rift Plane and the boy passed through his form as if Marcus were a ghost. His heart racing inside his chest, Marcus panted as he imagined what could have happened if he didn't narrowly avoid the charging little fire mage. Marcus turned around while inside the rift, unable to hear what was happening around him even though he could see everything relatively clearly. He'd hoped the muscular man wasn't harmed.
A fellow LGBT+ in here? :O


Just that we are clear for those who have requip Magic.

;) you'll see soon enough


Pardon me for using the same gif twice but I feel like this is applicable once more

Marcus “Limbo” Clementine


The late afternoon sun reflected off the water's surface, creating a warm, orange glare off the peaceful waters as the sun began to disappear over the horizon. The heat was beating down on Marcus' face while he relaxed under a large oak tree in one of Magnolia's public parks. Children played by the water and families were packing up to go home after a long, fun filled day out in the sun. It was quite a comforting scene, and Marcus had spent a good portion of the day filling his sketch book with the everyday happenings of these strangers. He skimmed through his drawings before frowning at his attempt to imitate the glorious sunset that was before him. Truly, he couldn't do it justice without a set of coloured pencils or paints. He felt the lump of jewels in his pocket, considering visiting the craft store to purchase what he needed to really make his art invoke the same feeling of staring into the sunset. If only he didn't need to spend money on a place to stay. He could probably get by for another two nights in the city before he'd be on the street again. He sighed at the thought.

Deciding that he had spent enough time in the park, Marcus packed away his supplies into a rucksack and slung it over his shoulder. Standing up, he stepped out from the shade of the oak tree and ventured out from the park. It was hard to believe such a busy town could still hold so much natural beauty. Marcus' favorite location to visit in his short stay here was definitely the waterway where people rode Gondolas up and down the stream. It was so peaceful, walking back the water and waving to the happy people enjoying their trip down the stream. When he reached the end of the street, Marcus could clearly see the Wizards of Fiore guildhall in plain view. In truth, he'd come to Magnolia in hopes of joining the guild; having heard tales of the great wizards that resided there. Yet for some reason, he continued to procrastinate around the town. He was afraid, but for what reason? Rejection? Inadequacy? They were all pathetic excuses, and Marcus knew that if he didn't join the guild he wouldn't be able to afford to live in Magnolia anymore - and he had quite grown to like the place.

Trekking his way up to the main entrance of the hall, he could tell that the place was still filled with life even this late in the day. All he had to do was push the door open and he could be apart of it. That's all it would take. It was that simple. Moments passed and Marcus was still standing at the door. He took a few deep breaths and clenched his hand around the handle. Whatever will happen will happen, after all. Pushing the door forward, Marcus stepped into the Guild Hall and took notice of a large number of individuals. Nervous, Marcus approached the bar where a large, muscular man was talking with a shadow clad person with a pet bird and rather intimidating lady.
"Excuse me," Marcus was careful with his words, worried that he might say the wrong thing, "Pardon me for intruding so late in the day, but I was wondering who I might speak to about joining the guild". Marcus removed the mask over his eyes as a sign of respect, revealing a pair of light brown eyes that nervously stared at the group before him.

@Lmpkio
@Masaki Haruna
@Demon Grave
I'd turn straight for Hana... Jussayin'

Anyway I've read through the IC so I'll start writing my intro.


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