At the same time, that doesn't mean you should post as much as you like. Just... be mindful, please.
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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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Hey, don't we have a rule about waiting for two other people to post before you post again? You two should write a collab instead, if you're gonna do this.
Yami, what is that in your siggy? o 3o
Private Durandal
She'd taken the APC ride to read that mysterious journal she'd found among her things. It wasn't hers, so who's was it? It was some Captain Attenborough. Sounded like a nice guy, but why did she have his journal? Maybe she'd find out. As far as she got, she hadn't heard any mention of herself. The man clearly cared about his men, but she couldn't quite figure out... there was something a little strange about it she couldn't put her finger on.
The young lady from before came and addressed her. "Yeah, I'm feeling alright. I'm still a little," she pauses, "foggy, on details, but... I think I'll manage. We're fighting an imperial invasion. My training was a little different than guns and mortars, but I'm no stranger to a fight."
Trinity Stratos
"I have my reasons. You should appreciate that." Like letting a dying man enjoy himself. There was still a line, though...
The observed the back and forth between Sasha and what looked like Karn. Clearly wasn't. The kind of back sass he was giving just wasn't his style. The minstrel nodded in agreement to Sasha's proposal. "That might be best." It was definitely was not Karn. They'd have to find Jamie or Jarvis at the Arena.
After hearing participant announcements for the games, Trinity turned to Sasha. "Alright, let's go find Jamie. We've got a little bit of time before we need to worry about the next round of participants." Trinity was already getting up to go look for their guildmaster. She lightly touches Sasha's shoulder as she passes her, scanning the faces nearby for that one in particular...
"Not for long. Until a few days ago, I had yet to leave on my journey." He didn't want to go on a journey without another human around. "I totaled my bike on the way here, so I'm really glad I was able to catch up to you guys." He reaches up and pets Frouline idly, causing her to lean more against his head.
His? His what? He gave her his name... maybe his pokemon's name? "Frouline." Cliff holds his arm down and lets his Oshawott climb uo to his shoulder. She perches there and rests a paw against his head for balance. He turns his attention as the other trainers gather and introduce themselves.
"Melody and Rowan, with Emp and Twig. Seems like a lively bunch. Traveling together should be fun."
"Melody and Rowan, with Emp and Twig. Seems like a lively bunch. Traveling together should be fun."
The boy smiled softly when he was greeted, standing straight. He spoke, "name's Cliff. I'm glad I was able to catch up. I was supposed to get here earlier, but it took a little longer to get here than I thought. What's your name?"
Begin introductory fluff. Read at leisure.
"Froufrou, we're almost to the top. We can stop walking soon." The late teen called for his companion over his shoulder. He'd gotten momentum on his way here, and this hill threatened to kill it. If he couldn't enjoy a good coast down a hill after this bear, he didn't know what he'd do.
The Oshawott scurries to him from nearby, with a berry in her mouth. "Oh, an Oran berry. Good find. Hang on to that, now."
"Osh!"
"Good." Cliff nods and lets the little creature climb to his shoulder as he sets the bike down next to him. Beholding a route much less leisurely than he had hoped, the young man gripped his life in his hands and saddled up. After a few turns on a dirt path, there was a straight-away into town. With a gentle push, he began the final leg of the beginning of his journey.
It was poetic when you said it like that, but to other parties, it just seemed reckless. Nurse Joy did not approve of his 'joyriding', certainly.
With careful brakeing, the young man managed to avoid tumbling off his bike and injuring both himself and Frouline. He skids twice, managing to ride it out both times, before he leans slowly into the straightaway.
He sails down the hill into town, enjoying the sun and wind, when Frouline tugs his hair gently. He opens his eyes to see a woman coming out onto the path. She turns to face him and she stands with her arms out. Oh, was she trying to scare him? He dips to one side of the path and turns back just as he passed her, ducking himself and the bike under her arms.
He started a skid and caught a rock, pitching him off the bike and through the air. Through some miracle, he managed to land on his feet, stumbling forward. His eyes caught Frouline tumbling through the air and he, through some good old fashioned effort and dumb luck, flailed and vaulted himself into a headlong tumble. He somersaulted beneath Frouline and caught her in his arms, flopping onto his back and resting. "Oooh... jeez, I- aah!"
The bike clattered to a stop next to him, giving him a good scare. He gave a sigh before sitting himself up, turning to look at the woman approaching him.
She felt a little bad because she ended up causing him to fall, when he would have been fine. He reasured her, and after a brief exchange, he realized he'd missed the other beginner trainers. Cliff jumps to his feet and, finding his bike inoperable, takes off on foot with Frou on his heels.
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End lesiure reading. Begin mandatory reading.
"C'mon Frou, I think I hear them." The young male came around the bend of a small hill. He'd only started running again once he heard voices. Getting around without his bike was so slow...
"Hello? Trainers from New Leaf?"
"Froufrou, we're almost to the top. We can stop walking soon." The late teen called for his companion over his shoulder. He'd gotten momentum on his way here, and this hill threatened to kill it. If he couldn't enjoy a good coast down a hill after this bear, he didn't know what he'd do.
The Oshawott scurries to him from nearby, with a berry in her mouth. "Oh, an Oran berry. Good find. Hang on to that, now."
"Osh!"
"Good." Cliff nods and lets the little creature climb to his shoulder as he sets the bike down next to him. Beholding a route much less leisurely than he had hoped, the young man gripped his life in his hands and saddled up. After a few turns on a dirt path, there was a straight-away into town. With a gentle push, he began the final leg of the beginning of his journey.
It was poetic when you said it like that, but to other parties, it just seemed reckless. Nurse Joy did not approve of his 'joyriding', certainly.
With careful brakeing, the young man managed to avoid tumbling off his bike and injuring both himself and Frouline. He skids twice, managing to ride it out both times, before he leans slowly into the straightaway.
He sails down the hill into town, enjoying the sun and wind, when Frouline tugs his hair gently. He opens his eyes to see a woman coming out onto the path. She turns to face him and she stands with her arms out. Oh, was she trying to scare him? He dips to one side of the path and turns back just as he passed her, ducking himself and the bike under her arms.
He started a skid and caught a rock, pitching him off the bike and through the air. Through some miracle, he managed to land on his feet, stumbling forward. His eyes caught Frouline tumbling through the air and he, through some good old fashioned effort and dumb luck, flailed and vaulted himself into a headlong tumble. He somersaulted beneath Frouline and caught her in his arms, flopping onto his back and resting. "Oooh... jeez, I- aah!"
The bike clattered to a stop next to him, giving him a good scare. He gave a sigh before sitting himself up, turning to look at the woman approaching him.
She felt a little bad because she ended up causing him to fall, when he would have been fine. He reasured her, and after a brief exchange, he realized he'd missed the other beginner trainers. Cliff jumps to his feet and, finding his bike inoperable, takes off on foot with Frou on his heels.
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End lesiure reading. Begin mandatory reading.
"C'mon Frou, I think I hear them." The young male came around the bend of a small hill. He'd only started running again once he heard voices. Getting around without his bike was so slow...
"Hello? Trainers from New Leaf?"
Excuse me while I get carried away and write an overly long intro.
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