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5 days ago
Current Is it *normal* to have a bunch of readers on your 1x1?
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8 days ago
Yeah, man. Ghosts are rude.
9 days ago
Is that how you get visitor messages? I thought you got them by being cool. ... oh, shit, I forgot I had any.
12 days ago
Climb into space with Dr. Steve Brule
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17 days ago
If I ever imply France in an RP where, for example, the context for calling something "French Toast" doesn't exist, you can know that's not me.
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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.

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They were to find their partners now? Her NOT class had been told they didn't need to worry about that, though it was recommended. Now she had to find a partner immediately? She hasn't even considered what she'd want in a partner, so she'd just have to follow her gut. What about that girl that responded in Japanese earlier? The brunette turns in her seat, but is dismayed to find the girl asleep. "Disrespectful..." Well, that girl was right out. The girl next to her seemed insistent on waking her, as well.

A boy nearby was watching the scene. This boy looked Japanese, in fact. Was he a Japanese American, or Japanese...? She watched Katsuo curiously for a moment before rising and approaching him. "Hello." She had returned her hand to normal, figuring it more important to make a good impression and not approach armed. But, then again... "this city is very strange, but I can't tell if the difference is from being in a foreign land, or if this city is really just that strange. I'm getting used to it, but I still think it's weird. As for the yelling... well... she shouldn't be sleeping in class." She looks around the class at the other students briefly, before turning back to Katsuo. "Katsuo, right? Sou desu, kedo... Masahige-san de mou ii desu ka?[1]" Considering his name, she figured he would probably be able to understand her. It would make sense, at least...

[1] "Would you prefer Masahige-san?"
I think you should figure out some German verbal ticks to give her. Regan gets 'em 'cause her Dad's a German businessman, so it comes out in her English. He reinforced her English lessons with private lessons whenever her returned home oooor something. I don't know exactly.
Considering she's from Germany, I would say not.
Alright, I have officially entertained the cat. There's this little mouse in a ball toy that the cat has no interest in, but if I spray the mouse with a catnip spray...
Train

The young songstress turned as she heard the sound of... some kind of conflict. It took her a moment to sort out exactly what she was seeing, but in the end she chuckled and casually turned back to the other half of her conversation. In a certain way, the old man seemed like a suitable opponent, though she was sure Prince wasn't so feeble. No one was giving speeches in the family corner, either. Alright, things were simmering down nicely. People were talking, and that's fine.

Anyway. "Well, the woman, the penguin, Ayame. All changed back with time." She gazed at the plushie as Nero reveled in how long the creature has been this way. She almost felt bad for it, considering it might not have its mental faculties anymore, but she didn't have the time to ponder it before Nero's mannerisms changed.

"I see..." Nero had fled before he could collect his proper reward? Something must have happened. He had been asking around town just before, or so he said. All things considered, any losses associated with him on his return would be... the girl? But... well, it was too late to press further, not that she felt it was her place to. But... he had saved her life in the first place, hadn't he?

"Things don't always go as planned, I suppose. Reminds me of that incident I had in Bosco. I was passing through a minor trade city when I encountered an unarmed woman, pursued by two armed men. Didn't look like guards, so I stepped in. Hehe, I stepped right into a local rebellion. Started a fight and got thrown in jail by the city guard. After the military sorted things out, they let me go, on account of the fact I was fighting the rebels anyway. Didn't pay me nothin', cheapskates." The lady huffs and crosses her arms, feigning indigence. Honestly, she had just been happy to leave the place.
I'm gonna be busy getting a new job, myself. One of 'em called be back and I gotta do a project first.
Ah? To aru? To Aru ka? To Aru desu ne~?

*cough*

But, uh, yeah. If I find I have time enough, I might make a sheet if you're accepting.

Oh you're full. I'm gonna lurk the crap out of you.
Hmm... okay, I think we can work together to come up with something.

Let's see, some intragalactic fragmentation, then somewhere down the line a little bit of intergalactic conflict, I got some cool plot points to work with.
Yeeeaaah, Trinity heard some personal business and dipped immediately.

Trinity: Aunt Vivian would die if she were in my shoes. Well... she would have already, but that's not the point.
They were going to be steadily exposed to more of this water? To build the strength of their wavelength. It shouldn't bother her unless she uses her weapon powers, then. Perhaps it would be wise to do so. Build her Wavelength during use. With a soft nod to herself, she transforms just her hand. Not much, but it was enough. Ooh, she could feel the difference already. She'd have to go as long as she could.

Regan's ears caught the question of her classmate, and she pondered it for a moment. As the instructor turned back to the class and asked if anyone had any questions. She raises her hand and waits a moment, before speaking. "Forgive me for saying so, but I believe you missed a question. Or perhaps you chose not to answer it? Someone asked what we're to be taught here. If I may, I'd like to answer." She waits for a moment, for any objection from the teacher, before she begins to speak. "Ve are here to to be trained to hone... vhatever it is each of our special skills is. Both to use it, and not to use it. To bring it under our power enough that we can conceal it until the moment when it is necessary. Half the power behind a secret weapon, behind a last line of defense... is that it is unknown to the enemy."
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