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STATUS: Passive aggressive? Who, me? No one messaged [i]me[/i], I just thought that might be a worthwhile message. 1 mo ago
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Passive aggressive? Who, me? No one messaged [i]me[/i], I just thought that might be a worthwhile message.
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Public Service Announcement: Roleplay is a hobby about writing, but further about writing together. This means that communication is critical. Be sure to express yourself politely to new acquaintances
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I should use the Elite: Dangerous autopilot to do more reading.
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Public Service Announcement: Please remember that this is a "give and take" hobby. We are here to write, read, and be read. All three parts are important. If you want to be read, then you should read.
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I'm a generally chill gomboblin that can be kinda particular. I grew up with plenty of electronics and video games, mostly with games like Final Fantasy, Zelda, and StarCraft. Lots of Nintendo. Dark Cloud is pretty sick. That's a lot of variety, and I do like to play a lot of different games. I like to blend magic and technology in my writing, bringing fantasy into space and sci-fi.
Magic in space is something that I find isn't done very much. Airships and spaceships could make for some cool centerpieces. Skies of Arcadia did a fantastic job of this. Perhaps that's not in space, exactly, but it's pretty close. Some of those ships may as well be space ships.
Magic in space is something that I find isn't done very much. Airships and spaceships could make for some cool centerpieces. Skies of Arcadia did a fantastic job of this. Perhaps that's not in space, exactly, but it's pretty close. Some of those ships may as well be space ships.
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Hmm, how now to stall for time...
Only thing left is... who's going to post first.
Doesn't have eyes? Terra looked at Shor'Gen, momentarily stunned before she sighed. "No, I can't say that's particularly comforting... Ngh!" The woman flinched when she felt the doctor begin his work. It didn't hurt as much as she thought it would, she could see her Aeva using magic on her shoulder. Probably why. As he worked, she had to say, she was impressed. This was a good choice for their doctor, and now she could see why. She was just lucky she had a source of anesthetic. Though, by the time Shor'Gen pulled the last bit, Terra was ready to stop being in pain. The Synthflesh felt... weird, mostly, but that heat cauterizing cut through her fairy's magic. She shrieked at first before controlling herself, breaking into a sweat as she endures the pain. She slumps visibly when it's over, her fairy petting her hair consolingly.
"I'll keep that in mind. Thanks for patching me up." Terra lets the doctor bandage her before she pushes herself from the operating table. It was then a voice announced some terrible news in her ear. Well, first was a burst of static, with some faint audio she couldn't pick up. Then the terrible announcement that they'd been boarded. She felt dread set in, but she had to shake it off and make ready to repel boarders. She moves out to the waiting room and begins to conjure. A golem made of dirt begins to form in front of her and grow larger. If she could get it to fill the doorway, that would be good.
Maybe she'd be able to push them out with waves of dirt? It'd be nice if she could build up that much. Honestly, she wasn't sure how much use a dirt golem would be against armed invaders, though.
"I'll keep that in mind. Thanks for patching me up." Terra lets the doctor bandage her before she pushes herself from the operating table. It was then a voice announced some terrible news in her ear. Well, first was a burst of static, with some faint audio she couldn't pick up. Then the terrible announcement that they'd been boarded. She felt dread set in, but she had to shake it off and make ready to repel boarders. She moves out to the waiting room and begins to conjure. A golem made of dirt begins to form in front of her and grow larger. If she could get it to fill the doorway, that would be good.
Maybe she'd be able to push them out with waves of dirt? It'd be nice if she could build up that much. Honestly, she wasn't sure how much use a dirt golem would be against armed invaders, though.
Demous, looking at Juvia crawl towards the camera reminds me... is it just me, or are there only two bust sizes in Fairy Tail? Flat and DD.
"I suppose that depends on the job, doesn't it?"
Trinity only stopped playing when the woman dismissed her. The young lady would send away her instrument and stand, responding "no, no, I won't bother you all any further. I can see when I'm not welcome." She tucks the chair she had been occupying underneath the table politely and turns on her heel, turning and leaving. Citizens of Fiore were more guarded than she was used to... or, perhaps, it was their circumstance that drove them to such. Somehow, she felt as though the latter was the answer. Tempers seemed to be flaring, and tension was high.
Did she just have poor timing?
Whatever the case, Trinity had learned something interesting. This guild was about to have a large undertaking. Enough members were going to be away that the building was going to be closed to outsiders. She had to wonder what the huge deal was. The minstrel decided she'd just have to keep her ear to the ground, and listen for the following activity. She'd follow them and stick her nose where it doesn't belong. Or try to, anyway. In the mean time, it was time to wander the streets.
Trinity only stopped playing when the woman dismissed her. The young lady would send away her instrument and stand, responding "no, no, I won't bother you all any further. I can see when I'm not welcome." She tucks the chair she had been occupying underneath the table politely and turns on her heel, turning and leaving. Citizens of Fiore were more guarded than she was used to... or, perhaps, it was their circumstance that drove them to such. Somehow, she felt as though the latter was the answer. Tempers seemed to be flaring, and tension was high.
Did she just have poor timing?
Whatever the case, Trinity had learned something interesting. This guild was about to have a large undertaking. Enough members were going to be away that the building was going to be closed to outsiders. She had to wonder what the huge deal was. The minstrel decided she'd just have to keep her ear to the ground, and listen for the following activity. She'd follow them and stick her nose where it doesn't belong. Or try to, anyway. In the mean time, it was time to wander the streets.
"Anime style", I would say, is worse, since that just means they're trying to imitate something as vague as anime.
Rail Wars?
"I've heard of the Mage Guilds of this country. It's impossible to travel and not hear of them. I don't know much of them, though. It is good to hear that it's such a friendly idea. To aid and protect..." Trinity smiled softly as she considered the concept, though she's somewhat irked at the others chiding. All she said was that she didn't expect the other to recognize it, but... that wasn't important. "You shouldn't be so quick to assume someone isn't a mage." She smiles calmly and Requips her standing harp for a standing bass, changing her posture to accommodate the change and continuing to play idly.
Space Dandy is good.
"Current events could be anything, my dear. You could have told me about something completely innocuous." The weight of the situation here must be grave indeed, if she was so consumed by the events of her life. However, the conversation turned to herself before long. "What brings me here? I'm naught but a drifter. My home in Minstrel was destroyed, and ultimately, I took to wandering and playing music in towns I cross through. If you don't believe me, here." She pulled a cord from around her neck, which bore a ring. She took it from her neck to hold out for Penny to look at. "Not that I expect you to recognize the emblem of a Noble House of Minstrel, but..."
She would return to the cord and ring to her neck, going back to strumming her harp idly. "So, do you believe me?"
She would return to the cord and ring to her neck, going back to strumming her harp idly. "So, do you believe me?"
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