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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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6 yrs ago
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!
Bio
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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.
"Whatever the competition..." Ren began, a smile smirk making itself apparent on her lips as she eyed the Elite Four member. "Whatever they may be, consider the battle already won, assuming our Pokkemon are on the same level." Ren wasn't normally one to get cocky. In fact, she was often mildly excitable at best. However, the Elite Four member's little talk with the professor made her feel a little bit... odd.
Standing, Ren and Shyn both looked rather confident. There was a certain coldness in Ren's eyes, and a fire in the Flash Pokemon's. "I actually was about to ask if anyone here would like a battle as a means of commemorating our new journey. However, I feel obliterating a rival team would be far more enjoyable and satisfying. Especially after all that talk."
She crossed her arms and nodded.
"I'll take the most competent battler, if that's OK with you?"
Sorry for not having a "spaceman" post up in ages: fighting Sangheli, Grunts, Jackals and Hunters can be a bit distracting :P Also I've been lazy these past couple days. Might write one up today, or tomorrow. Or the next day. Somewhere along these three :3
I mean I suppose the PC boxes would be constructed to basically be like a Pokemon playground. I always imagined there was some kind of simulation inside the boxes which the Pokemon could just sorta enjoy and have fun in :P Though I will admit it would be a bit disheartening to be caught and then just never see the light of day again.
Dang, real world morality really does clash with Pokemons, huh? XD
@Stern Algorithm Thanks for the heads up, Stern! ^-^ I hope you can find the time to make things happen! Course, you're more than welcome to jump back in at any time - Shine City will always have a spot for you, so long as I have something to say about it :P
May you find a stern enough algorithm! :D
On a side note: work on Ryoki's first post is slow. I have two assignments due on Friday, and both are big ass thingies, so yeah, fun XD Also since I've been on the guild almost all week I might just take Saturday or Sunday off to snooze and/or play games, because you know, laziness :3
"This suit... it's old, but it works. In a world of the supernatural, one needs an edge when they're the definition of normalcy."
He pauses, listening intently to the happenings in the tribe. It was the same, general bustle. Agitation seemingly grabbed at some of it's citizens, the farming section in particular, but the man knew he would soon have the answers why.
A crowd was forming.
P.E.P. Inaugurated.
Another meeting, another message. Well, often it was more than one. With his Perception Enhancement Program in effect, he could sit back some 200-300 meters, watching and listening.
Which is precisely what the man did.
"HEY!...yea hi everyone thanks for coming. So great to see everyone here. I mean really its almost like i see you guys everyday!"
The tribe leader -- a boy by the name of Kyle -- spoke up. With him having to speak loud, making the announcements and all, it was easy to get important info without getting too close. With P.E.P. running, it was all the more easy.
"Alright so first item on the agenda........the fire. So a giaganto fireball hit one of the buildings last night, I will explain why, but first and foremost. Mark! I know you might be a tad upset that your books were burned, and i swear we will replace them. Now because im leader you can no longer force me as punishment to make copies of books, do writing lessons, etc, etc, but......I'm sorry!"
The first announcement would generally be something light-hearted, unless in times of trouble, the man knew. Despite being young, Kyle was a rather charismatic and intelligent figurehead. He knew what to say when and why, as well as how. It was a unique gift. A powerful gift. Likely an evolutionary tactic, the man noted. He continues by introducing a new member to the tribe. Apparently someone important from a different tribe. Said woman, formerly known as Princess Ranna, went on to explain as such when she was called to stage. It was at least new for this to happen. The man would hate if this happened to him.
Kyle sighed and straightened his back.
Finally, something noteworthy.
He went on to explain the origins of the fireball. 'Apparently someone has it out for a member of the tribe.' The man thought to himself, listening and watching intently now. Though the leader remained light-hearted for the most part, there was evident amounts of unspoken messages conveyed through his speech.
"Be careful. We don't know what this person is capable of."
Another serious message made itself apparent as Kyle made a more serious expression. Of course, this one was more likely to hit hard, since the Obsidian Tribe had a habit of keeping to itself. 'The crops failed...' The man grins. This would be a good time to make introductions, if there ever was such a time. The rest of the meeting passed over rather quickly, and with everything established, the man had a feeling that if he was going to join the tribe at any point in time, now was a better chance than ever.
Turning away from the window of the crumbling structure, the man proceeded to make his way down the building via the stairs, which remained, surprisingly, fairly intact. Spiraling down the cuboid zig-zag, deactivating P.E.P., everything was being done as the figure made an attempt at making himself appear as harmless as possible. Of course, that wasn't quite easy with a Ionic Carbine Rifle and knife on-hand, so he set his rifle on his back using it's magnetic sling, and wielded the knife openly. He assumed the guards weren't stupid, so his approach with a knife out would likely signify his intentions.
Having studied the Obsidian Tribe awhile, this man already knew where most of the active patrols were centered, where people were likely to look, and how they roamed the area. What he wanted was to be seen, and to be taken in. That was the plan.
As he approached where the highest concentration of guards were, he spoke up.
"Do you need help?" He asked the guards in question.
Personally that's what I do, too: build a team and stick with it :P I'm well aware of the motto "catch 'em all" and that there's always a nearby Pokemon which can help with the coming gym, but if it shows no promise in my future team, I generally won't be catching it :P Take my first time in Black and White, for example: Samurott, Zoroark, Scolipede, Serperior, Emboar and Gothitelle (before I had a Lampent and something else). I kept this team not because they had any sort of impact on fighting the gyms (I got annihilated most of the time), but because they were the Pokemon I wanted, and I loved them.
Like how a Haxorus saved me from losing a match on Showdown by surviving at 1% HP and now it's my favourite Pokemon, I'm less about catching them all and rather growing alongside those I like.
But I'll try to stop swaying off-topic here :P
In the end, this is a roleplay. That means logic doesn't always need to be applicable in every instance :D as much as I'm a fan of the badge-scaling in Origins, we don't necessarily need to follow the rules of the game/anime, since this'll be more about story and less about system/realism.
I was saving this for later as a surprise, but I was actually planning on having Ren fight dirty in unofficial matches (use flash, blind trainers, push them away, thunder shock on trainer, maybe even fight alongside Shinx against the opponent). Of course official rules are a different matter, but when you're in an unofficial battle, well... ;)
In that sense, the official battles are like the games and anime, which can have scaling and whatnot because it's needed. I feel like in a roleplay like this, like in an unofficial battle, we can bend or even break the rules because we're not being watched by the system ^-^ Hell, if you're a smart enough RPer, I bet you could build a team of powerful Magikarps who use their ability to JUMP FUCKING MOUNTAINS to annihilate any enemy team XD
In the end, it's a roleplay, and we'll conform gratefully as players of the game that the GM has generously let us explore and join. In life, we can't defy the laws of living, like what you said about letting it slide with the GM ^-^ if you can't beat the system, bend it to your will! :D
Also, I have no idea where I was going with this little rant, but yeah, I just wanted ya to know I know where you're coming from :3
"This suit... it's old, but it works. In a world of the supernatural, one needs an edge when they're the definition of normalcy."
<Name:/>
Outsider
<Age:/>
Unknown.
<Ethnicity:/>
Also unknown.
<Gender:/>
Voice modulator makes determining gender a royal pain. Sounds male.
<Height:/>
177cm
<Weight:/>
94kg (with the suit)
<Occupation/Position In Tribe:/> Scavenger. Can't exactly do anything else... <Sexual Orientation:/> Asexual. Though, Outsider hasn't been exposed much to love in the tribe anyhow.
<Equipment:/> Outsider doesn't really have any powers whatsoever. Rather, he has gadgets and guns.
ICR 45 - One of the standard-issue Ionic series of rifles developed pre-apocalypse, the ICR 45 is a beautiful piece of revolutionary weaponry, despite being standard. In today's world, it is one of the most powerful pre-apocalypse weapons known to man, since it utilises sunlight to create bolts of energy which can be used for a variety of different applications. Whether you're shooting a mutant made of rock to blasting out a wall; from giving yourself a nightly light to starting a campfire, this thing can do it. Nobody quite knows how it works, not even Outsider, but considering it's made to last and be useful, well...
The Razor - The Outsider's greatest weapon in a close-quarters fight is his blade. Yet another pre-apocalypse relic, this advanced knife does but one thing: cut. How well does it cut? Well considering it can slice through diamond with relative ease, one would assume very well. Don't ask what it does to butter... or human flesh, for that matter.
P.E.P. - The Perception Enhancement Program is something Outsider, himself, has made. To put it simply, this little device has the ability to increase Outsider's visual and auditory perception many times. To give you an idea, Outsider can see a person a hundred meters away as though he were right next to them. If that person was also whispering, Outsider would be able to hear it clearly. Unfortunately P.E.P. is still in it's beta stage and not only drains power rather quickly, but also has a tendency to fail, so Outsider is working on fixing that...
The Suit - Of course, this is where all of Outsider's true "powers" come from. It powers his rifle, his P.E.P., and is pretty much his reason for survival. The suit can commence active camouflage, apply boosts to speed and strength, silence footsteps, withstand both searing heat and chilling cold, and even help the wearer in question keep living without food and water for days. How exactly does it do this? Outsider isn't too sure. However he isn't too keen to let anyone even touch the glowing compartment on the back of the suit. All of his powers aren't much on their own - he's something of a jack of all trades. Of course, he needs to balance how much energy he uses, lest he put his suit in lock-down for several minutes. Essentially, if Outsider's suit runs out of power in the wild, he WILL die, unless he's especially lucky.
It can work without sunlight due to a rechargeable battery (using 2999 logic here), however it doesn't last too long - maybe 2-3 hours at most (and considering the day would be a lot longer in the future...). Sure you can do a lot in that time, but you know how I said he has that blue glowy thing on the back of his suit?
Let's just say, if that gets so much as a crack, he's practically paralysed till it can be repaired :P
The suit doesn't do well against radiation, either. It can block out small amounts, however if there's any kind of hot spots and he's in it, he'll be affected. The general trade off between all of his abilities is that Outsider is still human, and though all these things are great, they aren't perfect.
His active camo emits a thermal signature, and you can even feel the heat when nearby; his weapons don't cloak either.
The ICR 45 might run on energised sunlight, but it can't actually pass through anything. It's strong against exposed or electrical targets, yet it won't affect anything with low conduction of electricity. Even though it's more like energised plasma, all it does is shock and burn. Still pretty nasty stuff against flesh, though.
The knife is just that. A knife. That means, if the enemy somehow gets their hands on it, it's just as effective at cutting through Outsider's suit too.
P.E.P. is rarely used, so you won't have to worry too much about that, due to aforementioned weaknesses.
The suit only slightly improves speed and strength, since its main focus is to expand perception. You can't sprint all the way across the desert, even if you're fit, so don't trust it to out-run or over-power your competition ;)
I can give it more weaknesses if you think it necessary or limit existing strengths - I don't want to break any rules, since this RP looks like it'd be fun to join ^-^ Just thinking outside the box in making someone who isn't a mutant :3
<Personality:/>
Blunt when he does speak, silent when he doesn't. Due to a bad rep he tries to keep quiet and just do the work assigned to him. He's cunning, and the people of the Obsidian Tribe know it, but truthfully he really just wants a place to stay where he can call home. It's not much at the moment, but the Obsidian Tribe at least let him in, so he's working hard to try and earn a place there. He's sick of roaming the wasteland. He wants a place where he can consider himself safe from the outside. A place where he doesn't need to look over his shoulder during the day and lose sleep to the night. A place where he can just rest...
<Biography:/>
He hasn't talked about his history much, if at all, to the Tribe. Classic survivalists tale in truth: grew up in the desert, lost his parents during his early teens, and then discovered an ancient relic or two which made The Outsider who he is known as today. Not a mercenary, not a killer, just a survivor. Pretty difficult to do in today's world, but he still manages somehow. He has not yet answered as to how he survived in the irradiated world, and how he didn't fall susceptible to the radiation which unlocks the hidden genome. If you ask he will tell, plain and simple, but every time he tells his tale, it's almost as though something is left unsaid...
It can work without sunlight due to a rechargeable battery (using 2999 logic here), however it doesn't last too long - maybe 2-3 hours at most (and considering the day would be a lot longer in the future...). Sure you can do a lot in that time, but you know how I said he has that blue glowy thing on the back of his suit?
Let's just say, if that gets so much as a crack, he's practically paralysed till it can be repaired :P
The suit doesn't do well against radiation, either. It can block out small amounts, however if there's any kind of hot spots and he's in it, he'll be affected. The general trade off between all of his abilities is that Outsider is still human, and though all these things are great, they aren't perfect.
His active camo emits a thermal signature, and you can even feel the heat when nearby; his weapons don't cloak either.
The ICR 45 might run on energised sunlight, but it can't actually pass through anything. It's strong against exposed or electrical targets, yet it won't affect anything with low conduction of electricity. Even though it's more like energised plasma, all it does is shock and burn. Still pretty nasty stuff against flesh, though.
The knife is just that. A knife. That means, if the enemy somehow gets their hands on it, it's just as effective at cutting through Outsider's suit too.
P.E.P. is rarely used, so you won't have to worry too much about that, due to aforementioned weaknesses.
The suit only slightly improves speed and strength, since its main focus is to expand perception. You can't sprint all the way across the desert, even if you're fit, so don't trust it to out-run or over-power your competition ;)
I can give it more weaknesses if you think it necessary or limit existing strengths - I don't want to break any rules, since this RP looks like it'd be fun to join ^-^ Just thinking outside the box in making someone who isn't a mutant :3
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[row][cell][indent][indent][sub][color=pink][u] T H E N E R D / T H E L E G E N D [/u][/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][/cell][cell][sub][color=darkblue]You are the wind at my back[/color] and the sword at my side;[/sub][/cell][/row]
[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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[row][cell][img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/46/d2/61/46d261b662f76cd8d0e365d016d051d3--nerdy-things-fire-emblem-awakening-couples.jpg[/img][/cell][cell][right][sub]Welcome to my little personal den of Hell! Sorry, sorry, I meant my personal profile. Same thing, right?
[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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[right][color=darkblue][sub]"Do you think you can tip any of the scales in here?"[/sub][/color]
[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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