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Out of curiosity; who is currently writing a post here?

I'm busy today, so I won't be doing any posting, myself.
I'm about to go and meet with friends, so I'm not able to write much more today.

I'm going very soon, so farewell for now!
Then if anybody would like to write a collab with me - please let me know!
We should keep the posts relatively poignant and concise then, I think.

I don't think anyone is in a rush either. If folks are truly impatient and want to write something significant, I feel like we could have the characters warp time-space and have separate conversations. This would be for the sake of convenience, of course.

@Zyx

Since you're the GM, what are your thoughts on this idea?


I feel I should elaborate upon something; Anath is a title - sort of like Lord or King - that translates in Keltran to Orphan or it's Greek origin; Orphanos, well mostly. It also translates to Murderer... but that's not quite accurate either.

So Anath Homura means Orphan(os) Homura, if that helps folks understand.

Anyway, I'm really looking forward to the next set of posts! Let's go!

Anath Homura



A single ruby-red eye reflected the scarlet sigil of discord in the sky, so she had thus seen the summoning symbol...

With a sigh, she stepped into the decrepit diner and approached the one called Agthalan - the King of the Dark Below - whom was currently surrounded with other otherworldly wanderers; a diverse cast of characters all capable of calling upon cosmic power. All of them were here, and Anath Homura sighed again as anger burned bright and hot, akin to the fiery ferocity of a volcano, beneath the maidenly mien she showed; that virtuous visage of an angelic and richly-red attired magical girl.

She bowed before her brethren, sistren, and kindred spirits, as she greet them with grim words: "My... friends - I am surprised to see all of you here accompanying Agthalan. I wished others would be wiser rather than embracing this recklessness I see now."

Anath Homura arose from bowing and stared at each of the other deities with hints of disdain. She still spoke with courteous tones that deeply contrasted with her demeanor, then decidedly turned curtly towards the conclusion of her speech as she returned her attention to the god-king seated at the booth. "I am here to persuade you to halt whatever mayhem and havoc you shall surely cause, Agthalan. Please return the RV to its rightful owner."

When the words left her lips, she knew that she would be enduring a very extensive migraine for an ephemeral, yet eternal, period of time. She had always known she would have a headache whenever it was a god like Agthalan whom was involved.

She would have to harry him, should he swiftly flee from her now. She faintly hoped he would be reasonable.

Almost certainly - the IRS would be far from pleased.
@Dark Cloud

I was visiting family... it was a really wonderful time - aside from the absence of fast internet.
I have been lost in rural lands for two days now. I have finally returned to civilization where words and acts are bridled like tamed animals.

So I will write a post soon!

I just need to rest a little bit.
I'm also going to be writing shorter posts, so I won't be doing much written-together collabs.
@Dark Light

Drinks & Divinity



She listened to the multiple conversations her extended self and others were engaged in, and allowed herself another small smile from where she watched unseen. Her ability to adapt to humanity was working well, while she simultaneously shared sacred words with Samael - another being beyond the comprehension of mortal minds.

So she sent another aspect of herself to act even more mundane and mortal.

Anath Homura approached the bar and glanced at the man whom owned the tavern. She offered a smile he could see, a glimpse of her goddess-self - a promise of peace and perfection - and she politely asked if she could have a drink...
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