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STATUS: If you bought the Pikachu version instead of the Eevee version, I'm afraid we cant be friends anymore. 8 yrs ago
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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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blech, headaches and heatwaves are interfering with my writing.
Christina's vigil over Captain Fanilly was interrupted by a tug on her tunic sleeve. Looking down, the knight rested her eyes on a small, oddly dressed girl. Normally Christina didn't do well with children, but she was even more uncomfortable in social settings, so with one last look at her Captain, she decided to help this girl on her quest.
The only problem was that she had no idea how to talk to children.
"Sweets?" She asked blankly, craning her neck to look around for the food table. She recalled seeing something of that sort on the way in.
The only problem was that she had no idea how to talk to children.
"Sweets?" She asked blankly, craning her neck to look around for the food table. She recalled seeing something of that sort on the way in.
I claim this little girl in the name of the de Kiermo family
*strokes imaginary beard*
I see. I see.
I see. I see.
I can't see it...
Grace placed the girl on the ground like she wanted, then spent some time in silent contemplation. The God's answer gave her a lot to consider and opened many possibilities. She wasn't sure how to feel about Shaiolesh and Nor, but decided that as long as the God wasn't trying to kill her charge, it was an issue she could live with.
I thank you for your patience, Great One, and for teaching me what I lack. I have much to think on when a moment of peace presents itself. Grace had begun to view the God of Caverns in a less suspicious light, though she realized it was only acting in its own self interest. They weren't driven to to revenge or megalomania, instead being content to live and share the world, much like Grace herself. Satisfied, the Golemancer allowed her thoughts to return to her surroundings as the faraway rumble of thunder tapered off.
"For now, we'll rest. We should be far enough down that no other gods can get to us." She stopped and trailed her hand against one wall of the cave, causing it to balloon outward. Glowing crystals grew from the walls, lighting up a modest space that began to take shape as a room. A stone bench extended from one wall, quickly growing moss cushions. Nearby, a stone basin caught water pouring from a Crack in the wall before allowing it to drain. Soft Moss beds sprang into growth, filling the room with a dull earthy scent. The space wasn't extravagant, but Grace was only just learning to use her new strength. Decades of sculpture carving had helped her visualize the effect, but she was still amazed that not only stone, but all that belonged to the deep responded to her call.
I thank you for your patience, Great One, and for teaching me what I lack. I have much to think on when a moment of peace presents itself. Grace had begun to view the God of Caverns in a less suspicious light, though she realized it was only acting in its own self interest. They weren't driven to to revenge or megalomania, instead being content to live and share the world, much like Grace herself. Satisfied, the Golemancer allowed her thoughts to return to her surroundings as the faraway rumble of thunder tapered off.
"For now, we'll rest. We should be far enough down that no other gods can get to us." She stopped and trailed her hand against one wall of the cave, causing it to balloon outward. Glowing crystals grew from the walls, lighting up a modest space that began to take shape as a room. A stone bench extended from one wall, quickly growing moss cushions. Nearby, a stone basin caught water pouring from a Crack in the wall before allowing it to drain. Soft Moss beds sprang into growth, filling the room with a dull earthy scent. The space wasn't extravagant, but Grace was only just learning to use her new strength. Decades of sculpture carving had helped her visualize the effect, but she was still amazed that not only stone, but all that belonged to the deep responded to her call.
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Persona - Academic Akrasia (Being rebooted, see new int check)
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Forum: Casual Roleplay
Aki: *totes a duffle bag into the dungeon with all his other gear.
Sakura: ... what is that?
Aki: mostly underwear
Sakura: ... what is that?
Aki: mostly underwear
NK you did a thing
Eeehhgh...I want to post for Marianne again but I can't quite think of what else to say other than further complimenting Julianna and going off into inane 'girl talk' or joining her in ganging up on 'Sir Garrett' for withholding information from the rest of the Iron Roses...
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Why is Sir Garrett in quotations?
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