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Is it *normal* to have a bunch of readers on your 1x1?
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Yeah, man. Ghosts are rude.
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Is that how you get visitor messages? I thought you got them by being cool. ... oh, shit, I forgot I had any.
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Climb into space with Dr. Steve Brule
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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.
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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Someone's going to need to carry the lance, by the way. I don't expect a scout to readily be able to heft that.
And swords are stealthy, yo.
And swords are stealthy, yo.
Alright, fuckin' nevermind.
The man that had confronted her first relented and signaled her to follow him. She knew how suspicious she must seem under these circumstances, but... she wasn't really in the mindset to think about that. She missed her squad, and she wanted to retrieve her father's Lance.
The man that had 'greeted' her spoke of sending a scouting party. She addresses the man Hunt addressed, assuming him to be the commanding officer, her. "Private Regan Durandal, sir. 11th squad was scouting ahead to make sure your path was clear when we were ambushed. We were... ambushed... if you decide to send a scouting party, I'd like to go with. I left my Lance, a Laancar-SH M01, and I'd like to retrieve it. I'd be dead if I didn't leave it."
The man that had 'greeted' her spoke of sending a scouting party. She addresses the man Hunt addressed, assuming him to be the commanding officer, her. "Private Regan Durandal, sir. 11th squad was scouting ahead to make sure your path was clear when we were ambushed. We were... ambushed... if you decide to send a scouting party, I'd like to go with. I left my Lance, a Laancar-SH M01, and I'd like to retrieve it. I'd be dead if I didn't leave it."
I never said wield each other, did I? (Did I?) Well, I'd settle for just Regan acting as the meister.
Or we could do it that way. I just like preserving the original posts, but sure.
Sakura Kiss~
Have you seen Strawberry Panic?
Have you seen Strawberry Panic?
<Snipped quote by t2wave>
Sure, after my next one.
@t2wave
Oh, oh! I know how we'll do it~, hell, maybe we should start right now? :D I'd be down, I'd be maaaad down.
We'll start by using PMs to RP it out, and then when we're done, we can blend our posts together in a google doc or titanpad or something. It works really well, just ask Caits. <3
Yeah, I was thinkin' the same.
Before the imperial could shoot her, he was shot instead. It happened quickly, but much to her relief. She slowed out of her sprint, staring at the body that had been prepared to kill her. That was a close call. She swing her sword to clear it of the blood staining it and took a cloth from her uniform. She was going to wipe the last drops of blood off, when the voice of her 'savior' spoke. She turned to face him, a little bewildered before understanding crossed her face. "Private Regan Durandal. I'm... all that's left of Squad 11." She wiped the blood from her blade, slowly. She was thinking about it. Her eyes seemed far away. "We were ambushed... I... I had to leave my mortar lance behind, to get away. There were... too many."
It was catching up to her. Running for as long as she did, and the confrontation just then, combined with what she thought would be her last moment. She fell to one knee and used her sword to catch herself, panting. "Guh..." She steadied herself for a moment before she pushed herself back to her feet, pulling her sword from the ground and sheathing it, finally. "We shouldn't stop and talk here. There may be more." She looked in the direct she'd come from. Her lance...
It was catching up to her. Running for as long as she did, and the confrontation just then, combined with what she thought would be her last moment. She fell to one knee and used her sword to catch herself, panting. "Guh..." She steadied herself for a moment before she pushed herself back to her feet, pulling her sword from the ground and sheathing it, finally. "We shouldn't stop and talk here. There may be more." She looked in the direct she'd come from. Her lance...
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