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I'm going to try my hand at drawing my gf as a Pokemon trainer with her six favourite Pokemon for valentine's/our anniversary. Wish me luck!
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I'm going to try my hand at drawing my gf as a Pokemon trainer with her six favourite Pokemon for valentine's/our anniversary. Wish me luck!
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Got a drawing tablet, time to draw porn
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6 yrs ago
Seeing actual bushfire footage looks straight out of Hell... It moves so quickly and so powerfully, literally the trees just ignite. You firefighters are absolute legends, but please, don't die.
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HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM THE FUTURE! LOVE, AUSTRALIA
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Today ain't Christmas, it's garbage day!
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T H E N E R D / T H E L E G E N D
You are the wind at my back and the sword at my side;
D E L T A 4 4
together, my love, we shall build a peaceful world.
F A N B O Y O F F I R E E M B L E M
Just you...
S H I P P E R O F C H R O B I N
and me.
Welcome to my little personal den of Hell! Sorry, sorry, I meant my personal profile. Same thing, right?
I'm a roleplayer, same as any around here. I've been doing it for about five years now, coming up to six in September. Its been quite the time, thinking back. I started out fresh as can be, understanding the basics of writing but never quite knowing how to become better, or become as great as those around me. In the end, I did the only thing I really knew at the time:
Write as much garbage as possible and hope for the best!
As you can see, that particular tactic fucking failed. Jokes aside, I like to think I've developed a lot over the years, both as a writer and as a person. However, absolutely nothing can dissuade my weeaboo ways and supporting my OTP with all that I can freaking muster! If you haven't already guessed, said OTP is Chrom x Robin (Chrobin) from Fire Emblem: Awakening. Highly recommend the game, there's a reason (other than nintendo's cheapskate attitude) that it hasn't dropped in price, it's honestly the best place to start off in the series. And hey, maybe you'll end up addicted like me and want to buy every game on the 3DS like a fucking loony?
Speaking of loonies, the Fire Emblem Chrobin Comic Dub Project has recently finished, so for those of you who also appreciate the best ship in existence, I highly recommend it. Hell, even if you're not interested in that, I do highly recommend watching it for those into fantasy love stories. The quality improves drastically with each episode, so trust me when I say by the end of it you should be thoroughly impressed. It has helped motivate me in ways I can hardly describe with words, and so I thought the least I could do was put this out there. Maybe it's not for everyone, but I know it was the perfect thing for me.
"Do you think you can tip any of the scales in here?" "Chrom, for the love of Naga, I'm thinking..."
"So I heard."
"There are better places to take a nap than on the ground, you know."
There is a universe. No-one knows it's name, where gravity wasn't strong enough to bind matter together and no stars formed. And because no stars formed, no stars exploded. And because no stars exploded, no planets came about. And because no planets came about, there was no life.
There's another universe, no one knows it's name, where gravity was strong enough and did light the stars and planets came about and boy, they were gorgeous, planets in perpetual winter, planets in perpetual summer, planets that could rival the Garden of Eden and no bloody snakes! And on one of them, eventually, complex life evolved and one of the species developed large brains learned things like manners and dabbing, when they looked up at the stars and wonder what they were doing here. You called them octopuses, I suppose. Gosh, they were clever, for octopuses, and one of them, several million years in, almost wrote something in ink on the seafloor, a message to its friend. And the message almost read: "Hi! How are you?" And a few millennia later, space folder back on itself and, you get the idea. Goodbye Octopi.
There's another universe, where life formed on every planet, in every solar system, and it was carbon-based, it was silicon based, it was made of crystals and water and plasma, it was made of quantum fields and light, and everything was alive, everything was doing a boogie, and it was everybody's birthday, everyday, relatively, and everyone got presents, and they had over a trillion languages, some written down, some only spoken, some conducted telepathically, and they bought a galactic civilization together, as a perfect unity, sharing stories, sharing technology, speaking a common tongue, understanding everything about how the cosmos been put together. And finally, when everything was sorted, the galaxies were arranged into perfect geometric formations, transmitting pure love, and wisdom, and birthday greetings to all species in the universe, for all time. Papercuts never happened, coke came in glass bottles, no one even remembered the word for war, everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
And yet, for a quirk in their evolution, because resources weren't scarce enough on the planets these species developed on, not a single creature in the universe was conscious. Food was eaten and no-one enjoyed it. Movies were released, and there was no laughing, or crying. No-one chuckled at a joke. Ever. Space collapsed back on itself, eventually, and there hadn't been a single moment of sentience in the entire history of creation.
There's another universe, where the strong force is too strong the weak force is too weak and nothing forms. Another, where life develops too late when the Stars have all gone beyond the light boundary and there's nothing to even see. Another with too many dimensions. Another with not enough. Another where time goes in the opposite direction, and species begin as gods, and wind backwards to cells, and never learn to survive. Another that only lasts milliseconds, and collapses in on itself, and heads straight back to oblivion. And that's how it just might be, across all possible universes, across all possible space times. Problems with the laws of nature, not enough resources, missteps in evolution. An atlas of dead-ends.
Then again, there is one exception.
There's another universe, a big one, where life is rare, where intelligent life is very rare indeed, the stars are very distant from each other, the laws of nature are very complex, it's extremely lonely for any species developing, and most never even develop at all, but somewhere, we believe, is a planet where the oceans are vast, and the climate is varied. Where the smartest species on the planet may have developed just the right mix of ambition and kindness. And if you were to travel there, to this unbelievably rare statistical anomaly, to this impossibly lucky planet, where evolution, biology, chemistry, nae, the laws of physics themselves have come together to create sentient intelligent life, you may be able to catch the native inhabitants singing for joy. Of what an impossibly lucky, and rare position they find themselves in. It is a chant of gratitude, a ritual of showing appreciation for ending up in perhaps the one universe, in the one solar system, on the one planet with all the basic ingredients for intelligent, conscious life.
BytheSpleen said
Jun, being incredibly dim-witted when it came to situations like these, simply kept on trying the doorknob, and the more she failed, the harder she slammed her body against the wooden frame.Of course, if the crazy man came any closer, she might have to...abandon Jinta. Under her circumstances, she could only imagine what might happen to Jinta if she had left alone.Supposing the door would refuse to give in, Jun would have to run. It's not like she had any choice, unless she were to do an about-face and tackle the man again...
Unfortunately, the door hadn't budged an inch, and Jun was forced to dive out of the way. However...
As Jinta and Jun dived out of the way, the man charged headlong into the door, completely shattering the barrier into little pieces. Jinta smirked as he got to his feet. "Thank god that worked..." He muttered before looking at Jun. "Wait for him to charge back in. Then, we bolt past him and out into the halls." He appeared to have a plan since his voice was full of confidence. He might not have always been the smartest kid, sure, but when it came to combat, it seemed...
The giant figure of Yoshikazu loomed over the two at the doorway... However, he didn't make a move. Instead, he just stood there in the doorway, unmoving...
Savo said
-Eien : Heavenly Host Elementary = Infirmary-Eiens eyebrow shot straight up in interest at the mischievous girls grin. From what he could figure out, she was pretty playful, and felt she might just spoil the secret. However, she unleashed what she knew about the girl and her little secret, causing Eiens eyes to widen with a semblence of astonishment. She already knew Eiens secret when he gave the supposed big reveal, which almost caused him to beg her not to tell. However, she said something unexpected which not only brightened his face, but his mood up. She teased him with the outlook of her having a crush on a certain childhood friend, which he could easily guess to be him. He did his best to hide his indiscriminately red face, but alas the attempt was rather futile. As he heard her giggle and give her last regards, he could only give off a resonating gleeful smile to the girl as she finished her statement and transformed into a blue orb, which took a seat near the duo. As the red flushed face began returning to its previous hue, he uttered something before exiting the infirmary."Thank you Seiko... Despite the time we spent was sort of shot-lived for the time being, I'm glad I got to create a memory with you."As he made his way out of the infirmary, he took a look upwards, almost cursing to himself as he looked at the dreadful landscape. The floor boards had disappeared from the looks of it, leaving no way to make it tonthis bathrooms. He noticed that Mayus remains had dissipated into thin air along with the boards, leaving only dried blood on the walls. He stared down into the abyss be for withdrawing himself from the area, formulating another hypothesis as this could only happen if someone extraordinary had destroyed the floor boards with speed and no sound. Problem was that you would have to move pretty slow to unbind the floor from its place, and within the time limit, you would of had to make a sound to quickly remove the floor from underneath the school. Add to the point that it had the appearance of a bottomless pit made it more plausible to him that this school was some sort of strange supernatural being. This place obviously wanted its victims dead from the looks of it, and felt that he not only had to keep a look out for malign spirits but this dangerous school itself.He took a brief look around and noticed no signs of inconsistencies other than the broken floor boards to the north. Looks like he needed to take an alternative route which was shown to be the stairs. He had no choice to traverse down that path which most likely lead to the second floor if his presumptions were right. He made sure to keep a look out because he felt anything within his range of sight to evade the worst scenario this place could offer. As he traversed near the stairs, he checked for inconsistencies before walking downwards to the first floor.He was bothered by one current event taking place - the banging coming from the lower region. Before he would completely make his way down, he would check for any spirit or others human being in his sight. He would need to keep a sharp eye, otherwise he could meet his untimely end at the hands of some horrid fate."(Looks like the tasks at hand have changed. I not only need to find my classmates IDs, but that one mysterious girls ID. Also, I need to try and locate Mayu and Morshiges spirits and lead them to the infirmary. I also need to locate my friends and look for clues to leaving this dreary place. I'll keep my vow to you all, I promise.)"
It was probably a good idea that he didn't just run straight down the stairs, either, as he witnessed something...far from everyday life...
He could make out two figures down the hall - one appeared to be much older than the other - who were fighting rather...violently. From what he could see, one was a teenage boy, roughly 18 or 19 years old from physical appearance. His uniform was torn and ripped across multiple places, haphazardly patched up with other random pieces of clothing that didn't match his at all. His face and body was covered in blood, in some areas dried and in other areas not so much, and his frame seemed quite bony, as though he hadn't eaten in days. There was no doubt about the dark bags beneath his crystal blue eyes, indicating his obvious fatigue.
The second was definitely female and she didn't look a whole lot better, though certainly not as sketchy. Her entire body seemed to hold onto a dark aura, and her green eyes shone with razor intent. Her hair was in complete disarray, much like her uniform, which had a large bloody patch around the stomach area. Unlike the boy, she didn't appear fatigued nor malnourished, indicating that she'd possibly arrived more recently, however she was certainly the one lashing out. In her left hand, a small knife coated in blood slashed and swiped at the boy in an endless stream of pure hatred.
"I'm sick of this shit!" As the girl went in for a swing, the boy grabbed hold of her arm and redirected her blow, sending the knife straight into the girl's stomach, which began bleeding even more profusely than it had already done. However, he wasn't done there. Immediately, he ripped the scissors from the girls grasp and her stomach, causing her to scream out in pain. He then sent the knife straight passed the girl's throat, slitting it open with a brutal efficiency. The girl gasped and gagged however the boy stabbed her multiple times in numerous, highly-lethal areas, resulting in a swift though relatively painful death for the girl...
And a bloody one too. Her red water oozed out onto the floorboards from where she'd died, and the boy was now covered in even more of the stuff. He stood over her silently for a few moments, before kneeling down beside the girl, shuffling around with...something.
Spriggs27 said
Nice to see that you both really have confidence and HOPE for my and Kafka's char's survival,
I'm trying to find the balance between character survival rates. Most of these earlier confrontations will be simpler, so long as you think smart. Later confrontations with beings of the school may prove difficult or even lead to death! :P
Also, your fate is in the hands of Yuuya Kizami, not me! ^_^
Savo said
-Eien : Heavenly Host = Infirmary-Eien sighed with relief that the girl wasn't inherently evil, however he was still worried about the other evil spirits he would encounter in the school and the violent version of this girl. He looked over to see the condition of the two girls asleep next to each other on the beds. They seemed to be in good condition, despite the fact that one of them was undead in one way, but he was still glad that the two appeared to be ok. He smiled briefly at the two girls before returning his attention back to Seiko who proceeded to explain to him about the few others snared by this heavenly curse."(So I ahould probably be on the look out for spirits what wish to whisk the life out of everyone and I. I should keep up my guard at all times and try not to make a sound, lest alerting the spirits to my location. Hopefully I don't accidentally invoke one of them like last time, unless I can identify them as one of my unknown allies who were spirited away from the world of the living. However, it should be easy to find Mayus spirit if I can find her lingering around or if she appears to me. However, I don't know what Morshiges spirit looks like so it should be a bit more difficult. I need to find his student ID as soon as possible.)"He began promptly listening to her as she began listing off the other members who were damned here, however Eien felt he might of struck up a harsh topic when asking her the question. Even though he knew that he had to know, he felt horrible for asking the question. He really didn't enjoy seeing others in sorrow, and would much prefer himself in a saddened person place rather than the person in pain. He keep up his little facade, smiling despite how he felt for the time being."Sorry for asking that question... I feel its necessary to collect these ID's, as it could bring back the memory of those who died back to the realm of the living. I want to show that you guys were real, and not a figment of a few peoples imagination... Just... Just like I believed before."He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, going back on what he used to believe about the ones they lost in this horrid place. They had managed to convince him of the reality that he was ignorant of previously. He noticed that the girl had gone from a rather gloomy mood to a rather cheery disposition with a mischievous glint in her eyes. He was curiously afraid of what she had to behold, but it turns out that she just wanted to know what the name of Naomi and Satoshi's child. After that, her face turned from a rather humorous and cat-like one to a rather thoughtful and sober disposition. She stumbled on her words as they question on if they were ok, which caused Eien to ponder on their state of mind."I honestly don't know how they are doing since I seldom talked to each of them since the incident. I think they're still a bit shaken up and unstable after the loss of you three, but I'm sure they're ok! I'll make sure to relate what I can to the four of them, however I'll make sure to ask Naomi that question for you. Heh, I didn't know she had a thing for Satoshi... I thought she teased him just cause, heh."He let out a brief smile, with a tiny chuckle before clearing his throat and going back to his serious and stoic demeanor."Well, anyways... After I ask them, I'll try and related back what I know to you guys... If I can ever figure out how to commune with you guys, without ever returning to this dangerous place... Now that I think about it... That paper scrap is probably very important to us, so..."Eien leans over to Mayuri, and quickly procures her scrap of paper, and student ID. He takes a brief look at the two before placing them in his pocket, mainly to safeguard them until his return to the infirmary. He then gives the trio a solemn smile filled with determination, and began heading towards the infirmary door. As he reached out to grab the door and open it up, he turned to Seiko, and spoke to her one last time before leaving the infirmary."I'm holding onto Mayuris ID and scrap, just in case anything happens during my leave. From what I know, I could be collecting a few IDs, to comforting the spirits of this school, whether it be of our friends or others... As long as they're friendly and not out for blood in any way possible... However...""If I do die and she returns to consciousness, can you please tell her where my corpse is so she knows where to find our IDs and scrap if I am incapable of lingering around of a spirit. I'll be gone for a couple of minutes, so can you try to stay around here until I return if you can? Thats all I can ask of you for now."After he asked of it, he would pop his head into the hallway to scan for any forlorn spirits, and quickly recalled one more thing. He popped his head back into the infirmary, slightly a bit red around his face."And, uhm... One more thing if I can't return and can't inhibit this space as a spirit if I die... M-mind telling Mayuri that.... Erm... Th-that I love her? That's all I really wanted to say..."His face flushed with a bit of a reddish tint, his face brighter than the sun that existed in the sky above the realm of the living. He poked his head out one last time to check for spirits, and if their were none in sight, he would leave the infirmary.[Obtained Mayuris ID and Mayuris Scrap of Paper]
Seiko grinned an almost impossible large grin at the prospect of keeping such a secret, though, much to Eien's probable surprise...
"I already knew!" She giggled with innocent charm as she looked at him from the bedside. "Remember, or not, we were all once close friends. Mayuri and I were once INCREDIBLY close friends. I know her secrets and she once knew mine, some of which not even Naomi knew!" Her face then lowers as she giggles with joy. "One such secret of hers involved a certain childhood friend! Teehee! That's all I can say on the matter!" She then leapt surprisingly high for someone who was just sitting, before walking a short distance forwards.
"Don't worry. I'll watch over these two. I think they'll come close to consciousness soon though I'm not sure. Naomi didn't tell me much about Nursing and I was training to be a hairdresser sooooooooo yeah." She sent him a smirk, wink and "peace" sign with her fingers as she said so, looking like something out of an anime (oh the irony...). By now, Seiko's body had begun to visibly fade, and appeared to be in its final stages of...whatever process it was going through. Her voice was becoming incredibly distant, as though she were speaking from the other end of a cave, and her face could barely be seen.
"Well... I'll see ya around!" And with that final farewell, Seiko was completely gone, replaced instead by a small, white, glowing orb that set itself down in the chair that sat at the bedside beside Mayuri and the young girl. It seemed highly likely that this was Seiko, and, even though she wasn't visible or audible to him, it still felt as though she were there...
-----Exiting into the hallway-----
As Eien exited back into the hallway, something about the whole place seemed, felt and looked different. While he might not have picked up on this earlier due to the situation with Mayuri, the hall that he was currently in didn't feel like the one he'd been exposed to before Mayuri's injury. The floorboards were now a different shade, turning from a dirt-coloured wood to a light, brick red colour, and cracks and holes in the walls that'd previously gone unnoticed had grown several times their original size, doubling cause for concern about the structure's durability...
The most noticeable of all changes, however, was at the northern end of the hallway. Specifically, it was the floor. It's been completely...broken off! It was like the floorboards had caved into a never-ending abyss of black and the area Eien had been several minutes before, which once displayed Mayu Suzumoto's organs in stunning brutality, had been completely torn off. He could still faintly make out the outline of some of Suzumoto's remains splattered against the wall. The path northwards was completely impossible to cross, no matter how you put it...
This left his only option being to the south, which lead to the staircase which had the crazy twin version of the little girl he'd saved. Oddly, unlike the northern end of the hall, where unease and dread would fill ones stomach, the southern side felt somewhat...normal compared to the parts of the school Eien had been exposed to previously. Though Seiko did say that the bathrooms were to the north-east, so that didn't help matters in terms of direction...
Seemed the only way to go from here was down. And oddly, he could hear the faint sounds of struggle in that direction. Thudding and banging... (Lelz, hopefully not sexual)
Kafka Komedy said
Yosuke stood back and gripped the rusted pair of scissors fairly hard. Naomi was going to dash up to the ghost guy and probably get herself double-dead, or whatever, and Yosuke was probably going to stand back and watch. Naomi even insulted Yosuke. He thought he had at least a semi-better chance of survival than some other average joe. He decided to help Naomi instead of standing back like a coward. Yosuke placed himself behind her. "If you're fighting, I'm fighting too! I'm no coward, Naomi, just cautious." He said as he readied himself for a fight.
(Sorry I never got to reply to you, Spriggs. This ones for you and Kafka)
The spirit stood absolutely still. Motionless. Not a single attempt to counter or dodge was made to Naomi's attack...
Probably because whatever it was she was doing, it'd fail miserably. Whether it was her blade, her foot or her fist, nothing affected Yuuya and all attacks seemingly went right through him. He laughed in torment at her naivety.
"Hahaha! Honestly, did you really think something like thatwas going to kill me? Hah! Now it's my turn!"
In a split second, Kizami had sent his blade directly at Naomi. Not an ethereal blade, either. This was definitely something real. You could still see the metallic paint on the steel (beneath all the blood and grime of course), and it still reflected what little light it could in places it could spare. It seemed quite likely this was a real blade...
Kizami, himself, didn't pay much attention to Yosuke's antics, unsurprisingly. Though if he were to make a move on him Yuuya would almost certainly gain more interest in the boy....
BytheSpleen said
Shakily, Jun got up, and after a few breaths, let out a shrilly scream that would've convinced most that she herself was a spirit from hell. While she screamed, she charged straight at the zombified man, and literally ran into him. It wasn't even a tackle.
The tackle was surprisingly effective, knocking the man straight over. Jinta immediately sprung into action soon after, practically dragging Jun back up if she was still down and leading the two of them to the door...
Rattle rattle...
Locked...
"Shit..." Jinta cursed, as he turned back around to face the giant foe. He looked at Jun with some strange sort of emotion, some contortion between anger and determination, as he gave the girl a huge smirk. "I'll be the one to state the obvious: you're retarded." He chuckled, eyeing the large man as he re-rose to his feet once more. "But, if you intend to fight, I can't really stop you. I'd prefer if you run, but..." He pauses as the man rushes him with the blade. Jinta easily deflects the attack and kicks the huge man back into a wall. "I don't want you, nor anyone, getting hurt."
The two had their backs cornered to the door, as the man rose to strike once more. He seed pissed now, roaring and groaning in obvious rage and anger as he'd failed to hit his target twice before. He then charged at the two, swinging wildly with the blade, though mostly aiming to tackle them similarly to how Jun did him before.
PokimKyOshi said
Until she knew she was capable, Yume released the sheet of the medical bed and clung on to Shirako, letting themselves through the door that Kiku opened for them. After that, Yume gently clutched on to Kiku's arm for more support. She still had a hard time moving and breathing with pressure being applied to her wound each and every step she took, but the training of Kun Tao she did over the years with her grandfather were more intense than this one. In any cases, she knew she needed to move faster than the pace she was in to find the others as soon as possible, but at the moment, she was really thankful to both the young men who assisted her throughout. The girl asked. She just hoped that nothing bad would happen to them in a huge sudden moment. She remembered the cupboard, the sudden head-aching moments, the spirits.... Yume suddenly spilled out of her mouth. As she tugged both of the boy's arms to a stop.
Shirako looked at Yume with indefinite confusion. It was evident by his face he had no idea what she was talking about, nor the references to spirits. "What?" He took off his headphones as he asked this, hands in his pockets. "Did you say spirits?" He asked. By his tone of voice it seemed he wasn't too sure himself. Probably because of the overly loud music that'd indefinitely been blaring in his ears the entire time.
The hall that they'd all exited into somehow felt...different to before, somehow. It was a strange sensation. It was like everything there seemed a bit off. Granted only Shirako and Kiku could've picked up on the subtle changes of scenery, which was doubtful considering how rushed they were earlier, however everyone, even Yume, could feel a strange sense of unease all around them. It wasn't just unease, it was also something resembling butterflies in ones stomach. The feeling to not want to go through with something or go somewhere. It seemingly rattled all around them here...
It seemed to be focused more-so to the northern end of the hall, too. And, with that, a faint though quite disgusting smell also came from that direction. It seemed Shirako had picked up on the scent and feeling, though decided to ignore it, favouring to quiz Yume on the spirits she claimed needed help.
Savo said
The main cast - fucking up harder than they should be xDAlso, there is a way for Jun and Jinta to survive, however they don't know how sadly icly.So, Naomi and Yosuke are walking into a plain suicide.So half of the cast is going to die already, excellent Dx
I mean, it IS Corpse Party for a reason XD and if they feel like it the two can come back as vengeful spirits to kill off the rest!
(Also, there is a way for Kafka and Spriggs to get outta that whole ordeal fairly quickly and in a rather rewarding manner, though they'll need to find out themselves :P
Sorry I've been unable to post, guys (Spleen, since the rest of ya haven't posted XD). Come down with a sickness, I have. Annoying little shit that won't buzz off.
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[row][cell][indent][indent][indent][sub][color=pink][u] D E L T A 4 4 [/u][/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][/indent][/cell][cell][sub][color=darkblue]together, my love,[/color] we shall build a peaceful world.[/sub][/cell][/row]
[row][cell][indent][indent][indent][indent][sub][color=pink][u] F A N B O Y O F F I R E E M B L E M [/u][/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/cell][cell][sub][color=darkblue]Just you...[/color][/sub][/cell][/row]
[row][cell][indent][indent][sub][color=pink][u] S H I P P E R O F C H R O B I N [/u][/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][/cell][cell][sub]and me.[/sub][/cell][/row][/table]
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[color=purple]I'm a roleplayer,[/color] same as any around here. I've been doing it for about five years now, coming up to six in September. Its been quite the time, thinking back. I started out fresh as can be, understanding the basics of writing but never quite knowing how to become better, or become as great as those around me. In the end, I did the only thing I really knew at the time:
Write as much garbage as possible and hope for the best!
As you can see, [color=purple][i]that particular tactic fucking failed.[/i][/color]
Jokes aside, I like to think I've developed a lot over the years, both as a writer and as a person. However, absolutely nothing can dissuade my weeaboo ways and supporting my OTP with all that I can freaking muster! If you haven't already guessed, said OTP is [color=darkblue]Chrom[/color] [color=pink]x[/color] [color=purple]Robin[/color] (Chrobin) from Fire Emblem: [color=darkblue]Awakening.[/color] Highly recommend the game, there's a reason (other than nintendo's cheapskate attitude) that it hasn't dropped in price, it's honestly the best place to start off in the series. And hey, maybe you'll end up addicted like me and want to buy every game on the 3DS like a fucking loony?
Speaking of loonies, the [url=https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLeAWfrBMa2pytnTYnxAtiphQGJU3ojDD7]Fire Emblem Chrobin Comic Dub Project[/url] has recently finished, so for those of you who also appreciate the best ship in existence, I highly recommend it. Hell, even if you're not interested in that, I do highly recommend watching it for those into fantasy love stories. The quality improves drastically with each episode, so trust me when I say by the end of it you should be thoroughly impressed. It has helped motivate me in ways I can hardly describe with words, and so I thought the least I could do was put this out there. Maybe it's not for everyone, but I know it was the perfect thing for me.
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[color=purple][sub]"Chrom, for the love of Naga, I'm thinking..."[/sub][/color][/right][hr][table]
[row][cell][color=darkblue][sub]"So I heard."
[/sub][/color][/cell][cell][center][img]https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DkvxGnlWwAEShes.jpg[/img][/center][/cell][cell][right][sub][color=purple]"There are better places
to take a nap than
on the ground, you know."
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There is a universe. No-one knows it's name, where gravity wasn't strong enough to bind matter together and no stars formed. And because no stars formed, no stars exploded. And because no stars exploded, no planets came about. And because no planets came about, there was no life.
There's another universe, no one knows it's name, where gravity was strong enough and did light the stars and planets came about and boy, they were gorgeous, planets in perpetual winter, planets in perpetual summer, planets that could rival the Garden of Eden and no bloody snakes! And on one of them, eventually, complex life evolved and one of the species developed large brains learned things like manners and dabbing, when they looked up at the stars and wonder what they were doing here. You called them octopuses, I suppose. Gosh, they were clever, for octopuses, and one of them, several million years in, almost wrote something in ink on the seafloor, a message to its friend. And the message almost read: "Hi! How are you?" And a few millennia later, space folder back on itself and, you get the idea.
Goodbye Octopi.
There's another universe, where life formed on every planet, in every solar system, and it was carbon-based, it was silicon based, it was made of crystals and water and plasma, it was made of quantum fields and light, and everything was alive, everything was doing a boogie, and it was everybody's birthday, everyday, relatively, and everyone got presents, and they had over a trillion languages, some written down, some only spoken, some conducted telepathically, and they bought a galactic civilization together, as a perfect unity, sharing stories, sharing technology, speaking a common tongue, understanding everything about how the cosmos been put together. And finally, when everything was sorted, the galaxies were arranged into perfect geometric formations, transmitting pure love, and wisdom, and birthday greetings to all species in the universe, for all time. Papercuts never happened, coke came in glass bottles, no one even remembered the word for war, everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
And yet, for a quirk in their evolution, because resources weren't scarce enough on the planets these species developed on, not a single creature in the universe was conscious. Food was eaten and no-one enjoyed it. Movies were released, and there was no laughing, or crying. No-one chuckled at a joke. Ever.
Space collapsed back on itself, eventually, and there hadn't been a single moment of sentience in the entire history of creation.
There's another universe, where the strong force is too strong the weak force is too weak and nothing forms.
Another, where life develops too late when the Stars have all gone beyond the light boundary and there's nothing to even see.
Another with too many dimensions.
Another with not enough.
Another where time goes in the opposite direction, and species begin as gods, and wind backwards to cells, and never learn
to survive.
Another that only lasts milliseconds, and collapses in on itself, and heads straight back to oblivion.
And that's how it just might be, across all possible universes, across all possible space times. Problems with the laws of nature, not enough resources, missteps in evolution.
An atlas of dead-ends.
Then again, there is one exception.
There's another universe, a big one, where life is rare, where intelligent life is very rare indeed, the stars are very distant from each other, the laws of nature are very complex, it's extremely lonely for any species developing, and most never even develop at all, but somewhere, we believe, is a planet where the oceans are vast, and the climate is varied. Where the smartest species on the planet may have developed just the right mix of ambition and kindness.
And if you were to travel there, to this unbelievably rare statistical anomaly, to this impossibly lucky planet, where evolution, biology, chemistry, nae, the laws of physics themselves have come together to create sentient intelligent life, you may be able to catch the native inhabitants singing for joy. Of what an impossibly lucky, and rare position they find themselves in.
It is a chant of gratitude, a ritual of showing appreciation for ending up in perhaps the one universe, in the one solar system, on the one planet with all the basic ingredients for intelligent, conscious life.
~Exurb1a[/hider]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><img src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/fr/1/1b/Fire_Emblem_Awakening_Logo.png" /><br><br><div class="bb-center"><div class="bb-h3"><font color="#ffb347">◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈</font></div></div><br><div class="table-responsive"><table class="bb-table table"><thead class="bb-thead"><tr class="bb-tr"><th class="bb-th"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><sub><font color="pink"><span class="bb-u"> T H E N E R D / T H E L E G E N D </span></font></sub></div></div></th><th class="bb-th"><sub><font color="darkblue">You are the wind at my back</font> and the sword at my side;</sub></th></tr></thead><br><tr class=" bb-tr"><td class=" bb-td"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><sub><font color="pink"><span class="bb-u"> D E L T A 4 4 				 	 </span></font></sub></div></div></div></td><td class=" bb-td"><sub><font color="darkblue">together, my love,</font> we shall build a peaceful world.</sub></td></tr><br><tr class=" bb-tr"><td class=" bb-td"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><sub><font color="pink"><span class="bb-u"> F A N B O Y O F F I R E E M B L E M </span></font></sub></div></div></div></div></td><td class=" bb-td"><sub><font color="darkblue">Just you...</font></sub></td></tr><br><tr class=" bb-tr"><td class=" bb-td"><div class="bb-indent"><div class="bb-indent"><sub><font color="pink"><span class="bb-u"> S H I P P E R O F C H R O B I N	 </span></font></sub></div></div></td><td class=" bb-td"><sub>and me.</sub></td></tr></table></div><br><br><div class="table-responsive"><table class="bb-table table"><thead class="bb-thead"><tr class="bb-tr"><th class="bb-th"><img src="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/46/d2/61/46d261b662f76cd8d0e365d016d051d3--nerdy-things-fire-emblem-awakening-couples.jpg" /></th><th class="bb-th"><div class="bb-right"><sub>Welcome to my little personal den of Hell! Sorry, sorry, I meant my personal profile. Same thing, right? <br><br><font color="purple">I'm a roleplayer,</font> same as any around here. I've been doing it for about five years now, coming up to six in September. Its been quite the time, thinking back. I started out fresh as can be, understanding the basics of writing but never quite knowing how to become better, or become as great as those around me. In the end, I did the only thing I really knew at the time:<br><br>Write as much garbage as possible and hope for the best!<br><br>As you can see, <font color="purple"><span class="bb-i">that particular tactic fucking failed.</span></font><br>Jokes aside, I like to think I've developed a lot over the years, both as a writer and as a person. However, absolutely nothing can dissuade my weeaboo ways and supporting my OTP with all that I can freaking muster! If you haven't already guessed, said OTP is <font color="darkblue">Chrom</font> <font color="pink">x</font> <font color="purple">Robin</font> (Chrobin) from Fire Emblem: <font color="darkblue">Awakening.</font> Highly recommend the game, there's a reason (other than nintendo's cheapskate attitude) that it hasn't dropped in price, it's honestly the best place to start off in the series. And hey, maybe you'll end up addicted like me and want to buy every game on the 3DS like a fucking loony?<br><br>Speaking of loonies, the <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLeAWfrBMa2pytnTYnxAtiphQGJU3ojDD7">Fire Emblem Chrobin Comic Dub Project</a> has recently finished, so for those of you who also appreciate the best ship in existence, I highly recommend it. Hell, even if you're not interested in that, I do highly recommend watching it for those into fantasy love stories. The quality improves drastically with each episode, so trust me when I say by the end of it you should be thoroughly impressed. It has helped motivate me in ways I can hardly describe with words, and so I thought the least I could do was put this out there. Maybe it's not for everyone, but I know it was the perfect thing for me.<br>	<br><br>	<br>	</sub></div></th></tr></thead></table></div><br><img src="https://alynerd.files.wordpress.com/2015/10/tumblr_nvrmdwbdkf1ruyji8o1_1280.jpg?w=840" /><br><br><div class="bb-right"><font color="darkblue"><sub>"Do you think you can tip any of the scales in here?"</sub></font><br><font color="purple"><sub>"Chrom, for the love of Naga, I'm thinking..."</sub></font></div><hr class="bb-hr"><div class="table-responsive"><table class="bb-table table"><thead class="bb-thead"><tr class="bb-tr"><th class="bb-th"><font color="darkblue"><sub>"So I heard."<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	</sub></font></th><th class="bb-th"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DkvxGnlWwAEShes.jpg" /></div></th><th class="bb-th"><div class="bb-right"><sub><font color="purple">"There are better places<br>to take a nap than <br>on the ground, you know."<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	<br>	</font></sub></div></th></tr></thead></table></div><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="A Hymn For Goldilocks">A Hymn For Goldilocks [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://static.tumblr.com/b572f57912d8b5345269f9dc72e04359/yveunmd/zEwn8f4ke/tumblr_static_4fc6jqggm90kg048ok0kkw0ww_640_v2.jpg" /></div><br><br>There is a universe. No-one knows it's name, where gravity wasn't strong enough to bind matter together and no stars formed. And because no stars formed, no stars exploded. And because no stars exploded, no planets came about. And because no planets came about, there was no life.<br><br>There's another universe, no one knows it's name, where gravity was strong enough and did light the stars and planets came about and boy, they were gorgeous, planets in perpetual winter, planets in perpetual summer, planets that could rival the Garden of Eden and no bloody snakes! And on one of them, eventually, complex life evolved and one of the species developed large brains learned things like manners and dabbing, when they looked up at the stars and wonder what they were doing here. You called them octopuses, I suppose. Gosh, they were clever, for octopuses, and one of them, several million years in, almost wrote something in ink on the seafloor, a message to its friend. And the message almost read: "Hi! How are you?" And a few millennia later, space folder back on itself and, you get the idea. <br>Goodbye Octopi.<br><br>There's another universe, where life formed on every planet, in every solar system, and it was carbon-based, it was silicon based, it was made of crystals and water and plasma, it was made of quantum fields and light, and everything was alive, everything was doing a boogie, and it was everybody's birthday, everyday, relatively, and everyone got presents, and they had over a trillion languages, some written down, some only spoken, some conducted telepathically, and they bought a galactic civilization together, as a perfect unity, sharing stories, sharing technology, speaking a common tongue, understanding everything about how the cosmos been put together. And finally, when everything was sorted, the galaxies were arranged into perfect geometric formations, transmitting pure love, and wisdom, and birthday greetings to all species in the universe, for all time. Papercuts never happened, coke came in glass bottles, no one even remembered the word for war, everything was beautiful and nothing hurt. <br><br>And yet, for a quirk in their evolution, because resources weren't scarce enough on the planets these species developed on, not a single creature in the universe was conscious. Food was eaten and no-one enjoyed it. Movies were released, and there was no laughing, or crying. No-one chuckled at a joke. Ever.<br>Space collapsed back on itself, eventually, and there hadn't been a single moment of sentience in the entire history of creation.<br><br>There's another universe, where the strong force is too strong the weak force is too weak and nothing forms.<br>Another, where life develops too late when the Stars have all gone beyond the light boundary and there's nothing to even see. <br>Another with too many dimensions.<br>Another with not enough.<br>Another where time goes in the opposite direction, and species begin as gods, and wind backwards to cells, and never learn<br>to survive.<br>Another that only lasts milliseconds, and collapses in on itself, and heads straight back to oblivion.<br>And that's how it just might be, across all possible universes, across all possible space times. Problems with the laws of nature, not enough resources, missteps in evolution.<br>An atlas of dead-ends.<br><br>Then again, there is one exception.<br><br>There's another universe, a big one, where life is rare, where intelligent life is very rare indeed, the stars are very distant from each other, the laws of nature are very complex, it's extremely lonely for any species developing, and most never even develop at all, but somewhere, we believe, is a planet where the oceans are vast, and the climate is varied. Where the smartest species on the planet may have developed just the right mix of ambition and kindness.<br>And if you were to travel there, to this unbelievably rare statistical anomaly, to this impossibly lucky planet, where evolution, biology, chemistry, nae, the laws of physics themselves have come together to create sentient intelligent life, you may be able to catch the native inhabitants singing for joy. Of what an impossibly lucky, and rare position they find themselves in. <br>It is a chant of gratitude, a ritual of showing appreciation for ending up in perhaps the one universe, in the one solar system, on the one planet with all the basic ingredients for intelligent, conscious life.<br><br>~Exurb1a</div></div></div>
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