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8 yrs ago
Current If you bought the Pikachu version instead of the Eevee version, I'm afraid we cant be friends anymore.
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Enjoying Road Trip Simulator 2016, AKA Final Fantasy XV
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Silver was far enough away from the conversation that she couldn't hear any of it. In fact, she was pretty sure that even if they screamed at the top of their lungs, none of them could make her hear them from the top of the clock tower. Nevertheless, she looked down on their rooftop from London's iconic timepiece and considered her next move. She didn't really feel like joining them, or helping in whatever harebrained quest they came up with. As soon as the situation stopped being interesting to her, she was heading back to America. The country had so few demon slayers as it was, they couldn't spare her for too long.

"Perhaps you should go see what they have planned?" asked the voice of her constant companion. "They might be able to help us."

"Help us do what?" Naomi snorted derisively. "It's not like I have any grand plan to follow. I get up in the morning, go to work, kill demons, and do whatever I want until I go to bed at night. It's not exactly something I need help with."

"You cannot live alone forever," her guardian spirit admonished, "One day, you're going to need companions."

"Yeah well, maybe, but today isn't that day." Silver shook her head and stepped into the shadow of the clock tower, taking a running leap off the edge, unconcerned about landing. It had been a long time since any normal danger could hurt her.
I like this place...
Sorry about that I'll find a better one


Much obliged. Now, I'm just gonna wait for a battle or something to get into...
just have him get lost on the surface
@Fenfeir

Not for nothing, but that color text is impossible to read, and murder on the eyes.
I wish I could art the martials...
Yeah, but a bow doesn't really seem to fit her overall.
Now I'm thinking about Sakura's kids, thanks. I still have to figure out what her new weapon is gonna be...
What? That sounds like something that would happen if she RESISTED dark.

Also it's just how I feel. Igarashi seems like the character who acts super goofy and relaxed all the time, especially when he reveals his overwhelming power and saves everyone from certain doom.

The other two feel a little like Yu seperated into two people. I figure they share an Arcana anyways, because they work in tandem.
Blank saw things starting to move at the Launching Point and got to his feet. He wondered briefly if he should have borrowed a normal glider from somebody as he stepped up to the edge of his own spot, but this was the way he had arrived. The bizarre glider had to have something to do with his past, and somebody on the surface might recognize it.

Blank didn't hesitate after that. As he had done so many times before, chasing after Nikki, he stood on the edge of the cliff with his glider in one hand, looking for all the world like an oversized collapsed umbrella, and faced back toward the castle. He took a breath, closed his eyes, and tilted backwards unafraid, kicking at the cliff face to distance himself from the unforgiving stone.

He plummeted, like he always did, and as he fell he slipped his foot into the stirrup at the end of the glider, a small metal divot in his boot locking it in place. Pulling at the top until it slid out to twice his height. Finally ready, he wrapped his arm around the center pole and released the canvas, the whole thing springing open and bringing him to an almost dead stop in the air, swinging forward faster than most normal gliders could go as his downward momentum shifted to horizontal. He pushed forward on the bar, levering it between his foot and arm to keep it from penduluming backwards. He was much lower than everybody else now, but he knew at least Nikki would catch up to him, just to show off if nothing else. As he glanced backward and up, he could just barely see the island hiding behind his canvas awning, and said a last silent farewell. This could be the last time he ever saw his home.
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