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Current Is it *normal* to have a bunch of readers on your 1x1?
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4 days ago
Yeah, man. Ghosts are rude.
6 days ago
Is that how you get visitor messages? I thought you got them by being cool. ... oh, shit, I forgot I had any.
9 days ago
Climb into space with Dr. Steve Brule
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13 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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Alcohol is a fine gift to the Goddess of Bright Eyes. <3
Yumeiko no Akame no Kami

Location: Building #1; Ground Floor; Breakfast
Interactions: @Red Wizard Ryū

Yumeiko had not expected her invitation to elicit such a fast response, but perhaps she should have. The red-headed girl came bounding toward her, causing Yumeiko to lean back as the girl - Ryū - came just a bit too close at high speed. The priestess took a measured breath and restored her posture, unwilling to leave ground given over.

“Ryū, the Dragon,” she repeated, carefully digesting the information as she did. A dragon? Didn’t look like any dragon she’d ever seen. They weren’t known for transforming, either. At least, not in her homeland.. wait a minute. Ryū the Dragon? That was a bit on-the-nose, wasn’t it? First, she should respond properly. Ignoring the part about being a cute pupper, “I am a Kinko Seishin. I believe, in English, that roughly translates to Golden Spirit Fox. My name is Yumeiko no Akame no Kami. My companion and I just moved in recently, it’s good to meet someone so,” she paused, “friendly.”

“You are a dragon, you say? Where from? I've not met a dragon like yourself.” The strength of this woman was different from the dragons of her homeland. It wasn't a spiritual or even arcane power that radiated from her, but sheer vitality. Incredible.

The berries came out and Yumeiko began to pick at them, waiting for the milkshake to follow. Perhaps she should try some bacon and eggs, as well?
Ok, one more post then I wait
Miyuki? Do work? Yeah right. Yumeiko would go for it. Turn into this guy.
Shi, shichi, whichever
We did 7 because it can be read as shichi in Japanese, shi being the syllable for death. I guess we could just do 4, instead.
Did we do four? I thought we did 7.
Cannot hug, hug hurts Velvet. :<
Right, so it's supposed to go in the OOC first, to get approved before you post it in the characters tab. That tab is for approved characters.
Yumeiko no Akame no Kami

Location: Building #1; Ground Floor; Breakfast
Interactions: @Xaltwind Miyuki, @Red Wizard Ryū

If she didn’t at least do a little bit of ground work, she’d be in a tight spot. Her talismans would stop working and she wouldn’t be able to- well, come to think of it. She shouldn’t need to worry about those kinds of defenses here. Maybe she could see if the management needed help with their barriers? Though, they seemed to have things well in hand.

As Miyuki responded coldly to the nearby apparent-human, Yumeiko was reminded of how Miyuki’s earlier scolding, and the rare occurrences before that. Always about how she was too nice or forgiving or kind or not selfish enough. Which she thought was strange, but perhaps now she was beginning to understand. If she’d been less welcoming to the, frankly, nosy intrusion, perhaps Miyuki’s mood would have remained fair. Miyuki had said something to her about, how did it go.. something about giving the time of day to field rodents.

A calling from nearby drew both foxes’ attention. Miyuki was in a sour mood now, and probably wouldn’t entertain this kind of silliness. Yumeiko gave a slow, soft sigh, the kind you give when you measure your reaction. She wet her lips as she chewed the words, “miss, I’m approaching five-hundred years old. I’m not some puppy to be baby-talked.”

When Yumeiko turned back to the beautiful woman across from her, she saw it in her posture. And then her name was used, not some pet name. She listened carefully and nodded, “perhaps you’re right. This is not a small place, after all.” Her ears tucked back and her tails waggled when receiving her kiss, but before she could turn to Nicolas to glare him down, he rose and left, himself.

That left her with the woman who had addressed her so indignantly. This woman wanted to caress Yumeiko’s sacred body like one might a dog? And to demand that the spirit fox go hither to facilitate such an exchange. Hmph! Preposterous. You may approach me, but I yet withhold permission to touch me.” She might even be older than that. She felt like her tails came to her in longer than 100 year increments.

The waitress came by again, and Yumeiko put in an order for more fruit and a “milk shake.” It sounded delicious, from the menu entry. Strawberry. Ichigo wa ichiban!
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