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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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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.
@Dark Light In this case in the backstory, the character's mother was a Bishop. Which was what needed editing. Since everything above archpriest stay in Belizarius.
The info I needed to know ^-^ Thank you! Editing now!
@rivaan OK got my app! I know the race may prove something of a problem, but I made sure to try and balance (well, weaken) Spencer as much as possible :3 and thank GOD I got the execution thing right!
Spencer
Character Summary
Name: Ira-Anne Spencer Aliases: Spencer the Vampire; Spence; Spencer Age: 53 Race: Vampire Place of Origin: Ess’zia’zalu Gender: Female Class/Job: Merchant, Bard (no magic properties), and Swordsman
Stats
Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 75 stat point to assign between the six stats.
Height: 4'11 Weight: 41kg Build: Thin. Very. Eyes: Ruby red. Hair: Short, dark brown; so brown it's basically black. Skin Tone: Pale. Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Two scars on her neck from when she was first bitten. Day To Day Attire:Put simply? This. Strengths: Max of 3
Nimble/Swift/Agile.
Good with people.
Doesn't require much sustenance.
Weaknesses: Minimal of 3
HATES blood; will not drink from a healthy, living being unless absolutely necessary. Only drinks from those close to death, recently dead, or in a frenzy upon entering a manic state.
Delusional when hungry. Which is most of the time.
Allergic to garlic, sunlight is painful, and silver causes serious trouble.
Blood eyes and fangs for easy identification.
Is rather... emotional.
Isn't always the most articulate.
Psychological Attributes
Delusional * Scared * Bipolar * Somewhat childish
Sexuality: "Sexa-what?" She has no idea. Relationship Status: N/A Personality: Ira isn't perfect when it comes to her personality. In fact she faces numerous mental illnesses which make everyday living for her as unique as those in her favourite novels! Generally Ira is a lot like a constantly frightened little girl who suffers from delusions, although these delusions are often what make her personality fluctuate between upbeat and terrified. When not suffering from delusions, at least not for a long period of time, her mood is a lot lighter and she is far more outgoing. She likes to sing, dance, sell things in her shop, read, write, play games with herself (or others if she has company), practice speeches and public speaking, do bad impressions, and sometimes adventure. She's a lot more joyous and likes to spread that joy with others. Although she talks loud and often, Ira tends to not always be the most articulate speaker, accidentally saying things that may be insensitive or inappropriate, her emotions often being the guide for her speaking ability. She's smart, though, and enjoys messing with puzzles, often randomly issuing them to strangers to see if they are capable.
On the other hand, Ira has her... less joyous side. Terrified out of her wits and quiet, Ira's delusional state involves her nerves being on-edge and her accomplishments declining to a sharp and sudden zero. She fears doing things because she doesn't want to go into a frenzy, and so usually just studies up on cures, ways to make blood, what the most human blood one can find underground is, or plan her next victim. If left unable to do those things, however, Ira will essentially do nothing but eat, sleep, loiter, and defecate. While rather level-headed and capable in combat when not in this state, she will almost always attempt to flee in terror when faced with danger in her frightened mindset. This is sometimes accompanied by Ira desperately clutching her Sun Shard amulet and rocking back and forth, weeping. Habits: Minimal 2
Clutches her Sun Shard amulet when nervous or afraid.
Raises her hood in public for fear of being recognised by members of the Church, or more superstitious folk.
Adjusts her glasses.
Muddles her speech.
Hobbies: Enjoys writing, reading, singing, dancing, playing violin, practicing swordsmanship, and resting. Well, in a good mood. Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged
Death, both for her and innocents.
Going into a frenzy.
The delusions she has.
Losing her amulet.
The dark.
The Church.
Hunters.
The creatures in the tunnels.
People shaming her. Publicly, obviously.
Her extra weaknesses as a vampire.
Getting her extra strengths as a vampire.
Humans.
Likes: 6 minimal
Books
Singing/Composing
People who aren't especially judgmental
Good humour
Being so young still
Friends
Dislikes: 6 minimal
Still not 'developed'
Nightmares
Her glasses getting dirty
Blood
Her vampiric features
Criticism which isn't asked for
Skills
A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges
Vision: Mostly due to her vampirism, Ira is a lot more sensitive to light, and thus tends to see a lot better than most people. In fact, with her little Sun Shard amulet, she can navigate and make out the area ahead of where the light for most people loses it's effectiveness. This ability has steadily gotten better over time, though of course has a loooooooooooong way to go. Also, direct sunlight, as in that from the sun, is not only blinding, but painful for her.
Better Senses: What sets her vision apart from the rest is it's many lengths more potent than, for example, Ira's hearing. However, her other senses are still quite a bit more potent than the average human. Able to hear a whisper from across a street (although not well) and able to smell a select person's blood as though she were a hound, in order to track them. These senses are used often for exploiting people in her shop, however, and can sometimes be a hindrance in combat (e.g. unable to hear due to the loud noises).
Swordsmanship: Though not excellent with a blade, Ira can handle herself if the situation calls for it. Though she's usually a lot more skilled at avoiding fights or planning escapes routes, she can still use her intelligence to out-smart an enemy with a blade.
A People Person: Despite being a vampire, Spencer is good with people. Well, when she's not delusional, anyways. She is great at handling others' emotions, offering support and helpful advice, though occasionally muddles her speech. This can lead to some humorous misunderstandings and Ira's unique and estranged laugh, which often has people laughing harder.
Tactical: Due to all the texts she's read and games she plays, Spencer has a pretty solid understanding of tactics. She's good with her decision-making and knows how to handle various situations, be it in combat or in conversation with someone, as well as anything in between. Though she lacks much experience in actually applying this with others, her outgoing personality leads her to being capable of issuing orders or making plans.
Healing: Yes, Ira can self-heal, however the ability isn't quite as powerful as one would think. The process takes almost a half-hour to kick in, and has varying rates dependent on where the wound actually is. Wounds at her core heal the quickest due to their close proximity with the stomach, in which a blood vile (the trigger for the healing process) would go when ingested. Wounds to her head, forearms, hands, fingers, calves, feet, and toes all are significantly slower. Additionally, more blood is required to properly heal the more intense wounds, draining Ira's supply. Wounds in the past have ranged from an hour to heal to several days, depending on intensity and blood on her person. Out of desperation instincts may kick in and Ira could go into a frenzy, draining whoever or whatever is closest to her in order to heal herself, though if too much of her own blood is lost, this frenzy dies with Ira.
Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc
Sun Shard Amulet: This is Ira's most prized possession, and she NEVER lets it out of her sight, or even off her person. It emits light like all Sun Shards, though is somewhat dimmer than others due to it's long-term use. The Sun Shard itself is actually carved into a hexagonal shape, with a perfect sheen and cut, lacking even a single chip. It's a priceless artifact. Usually the Sun Shard is hidden beneath her cloak, though she will occasionally reveal the item for light or comfort.
Glasses: Large, round, nerdy glasses. What you should expect from someone like her. They help her read up close, though she will usually just wear them regardless of the situation. They get dirty easy.
Handkerchief: Exactly what you think it is. Used to clean glasses, wipe away tears, or to cover her mouth in especially dusty/dirty areas.
Her Coin Purses: Keeps all her money on her, though in various purses. And pockets.
Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items
Silver-tipped Steel Sword: Clue is in the name. Ira's sword is made of a thin, refined steel, with a literal silver lining at the tip extending ten centimeters along the blade's edges. Is a little longer and thinner than most blades, but will still get the job done. She was self-taught with it, and wields it in a left-handed reverse grip. Yes she's aware that's wrong, but it works!
Steel Dagger: Lacks a whole lot of practical use, and is her last-resort weapon in case she loses her sword or bow. It's quite sharp, but requires close proximity.
Bow and Arrow: Yes she has a bow, but really needs to learn how to use it...
Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items
Cloak: It doesn't offer much protection except for being really dark. Makes hiding a bit easier.
Pack Contents: What do you carry in you pack when traveling
7x Viles of Spare Blood: Not always fresh. It's Ira's sustenance, the only stuff she really needs. She can survive for months off of it if she doesn't exert herself much, but considering her trade it's hard not to run into trouble occasionally or be forced to travel. Thus it'll only last her about a week, usually, and tastes horrid. Might make her sick in the process, too. She'll be forced to drink a vile if entering a combat situation or when wounded, making managing her sustenance a bit more difficult. Additionally, while this triggers her healing process, the process is slow and will require more viles for more intensive wounds.
Her Wares: Carrying ones wares around with them is a little extreme at times, especially without vampire super strength. Still, these are usually just expensive trinkets, small weapons, goods, books, sometimes food, and alchemical things. Though lately all she has on her is a rusty dirk, three necklaces, five different books (four philosophical texts, one literature), and a vase.
Her Guitar: Yes, carrying the guitar around as well makes things heavier, but she likes her music. Somehow always manages to carry it despite what she also has in her bag.
Magical Items:
The Big Book of Everything: Once you write something into the Big Book, it's cataloged into it's pages for eternity. If you were just an ordinary person opening the book on a whim, then you'd find that it has absolutely no writing in it whatsoever. However, if you were looking for something which has been entered into the Big Book, then you're in luck! See, upon writing in the book, your words will disappear from the page you wrote it on and only show if you desire to see the knowledge. The book has some sort of mind-reading capability, and if someone wants something from the book, it'll display it on a page, so long as it's been entered. Ira has only recently got her hands on the artifact and has treasured it second only to her amulet and guitar.
Weak Illusion Potion x3: Aforementioned big book of everything managed contained a rather useful illusion potion. It's nothing especially strong, but it changes the colour of Ira's eyes to a deep blue instead of red, and her fangs are slightly less visible. The potions, despite not being especially powerful, have a long effect time of four hours, and the ingredients are fairly common in the tunnels.
History
Childhood: The start of Ira's young life was grand. She was raised to a loving priestess mother and funny violinist father. A unique blend to be sure, but the two cherished one-another, as well as their only daughter, all throughout Ira's childhood. Ira's mother was one of the good kinds of priestess', and though she didn't condone what those who were corrupt in the Church were doing, she was smart enough not to question them. She raised Ira by inspiring her with faith in the Church, setting her daughter onto a path of righteousness and kindness, but also intelligence. On the other hand, her father treated her more like an equal, like a friend, like a mentor. He taught Ira the joys of living, those being in music, literature, and good humor. Both parents had desires to raise their child the right way, and they trusted one-another to make sure their little girl grew up to be a good person. And for Ira-Anne Spencer, this process was a smooth and happy part of her life which still bring a tear to her eye to this day. Mostly in happiness, but also in traumatic sadness...
Ira's upbringing had been rather smooth until she was ten, when she and her father were attacked by a man -- though he seemed more creature than man -- and were sucked almost bone-dry of blood. Ira's father had been killed, however Ira survived as the guards arrived in time to drive the beast off thanks to the commotion her father made during the scuffle, as well as Ira's own cries for help. Tragedy struck, however, when the signs of vampirism started to appear on the young girl in recovery. Everyone, including her own mother (likely out of grief) blamed Ira for the events which transpired, and Ira was to be executed for being both a demon spawn and a murderer. She was still in recovery, not even conscious, when the election of execution was made, however Ira's mother plead to spend the night with her child one last time. Somehow, Ira doesn't quite know, but somehow she managed to do so. That was when Ira and her mother became public enemies of both the Church and, in many peoples' eyes, all living beings.
Ira awoke the night her mother stayed overnight, and her mother filled her in on what had happened, and what was to come. Though obviously torn in her decision, Ira's mother decided to risk her own life to save that of her child. She already had an escape plan hatched (it helped knowing the city due to her being a priestess), and, knowing there was no going back, the two enacted their escape from Zalu. The road was tough, needless to say, but the two were close. However, just as they were reaching the outskirts, they ran into a large patrol of guards and were forced to run. Ira didn't have the strength yet, so her mother had to do all the work. While they were attempting to escape, Ira's mother had been shot multiple times with arrows, and found herself leaving a trail of blood for the guards to follow by. Her strength was weakening and they were running out of time. Time that she didn't have. But Ira did.
The last of her mother's strength was sapped by none other than Ira herself, when she drained her mother of blood to recover her own strength. After slitting her own throat with her husband's sword, Ira's mother handed her daughter her prized Sun Shard Amulet and the sword she'd just used to take her own life. Her dying wish was but three words long: "Run... and live...!"
So Ira ran. And ran. And ran. She didn't stop until she couldn't run any further, and when that happened, she cried. Yet she didn't even have the strength for that, and fell asleep soon after her collapse... Adulthood: She stayed like that for days. But eventually, she got too hungry to continue laying on the ground. She found herself drawn back to Zalu, in search of food. Yet the only food avaliable was an old man in a dark alley on the very outskirts of town, sickly and starving himself...
The two talked, the old man telling his story. He was a noble once, but was found corrupt and tried, all he stood for ruined. He'd lived on the street for far too long now, and he knew his time was up. He said that killing him in such a state would be considered merciful and would be praised by people like him - that death was the best thing for him. Though she barely knew this man longer than a couple of hours, that lesson ended up shaping all of Ira's coming life. She gave the man peace, and was blessed with what little life he could offer. Though Ira hated the blood, she saw just how happy death had made the man, and experimented. She learned only to take the lives of willing participants, or drain small amounts of blood from unsuspecting individuals to get her by, so to not completely delve into her vampire self. She aged to look a bit older, somewhere in her mid teens, however it stopped after a certain point and her aging slowed to a crawl.
She's lived her life as closely to what her parents would have wanted for her since then, though of course there are some exceptions like being a vampire or being wanted by the city of Zalu (and sometimes beyond). She opts to drink blood as little and far-between as possible, going for long periods starved of the stuff now, fasting. Due to a certain event that happened long ago, Ira makes sure never to starve herself too much, and has learned that the sacrifice of the few is optimum to save the many. Nowadays Spencer the Vampire roams the underground to try and make an honest living, though not everyone takes to vampires very well... Special Moments: Her parents' death plague her mind and often bring about most of her fears and delusions. Her mothers death weighs especially heavy on her conscience, and Ira feels guilty for not being able to save her. Also her freak incident in the past haunts her, and acts as a constant reminder to never starve herself to the point of near-death... Current Events: Shezze is a safe haven for Spencer. The people out there are on hard times, and Ira makes exceptions for them, cutting down prices till it's a dime a dozen. They keep out of each-others' way, though trading relations are good, and Ira has steadily begun earning something of a place there, though it may be awhile yet to find that.
Of course... it would all come to an end if she were to be found out as a vampire...
Extras
Theme Song:A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes Aura Color: Red and grey. Scent: Blood. Pretty straightforward, I know. Anything Else: I didn't completely fill in the stats because I wanted a more accurate representation of her strength and constitution without advancing other stats, though if it's essential to the app then I'd just up the strength and constitution to 11.
But really that makes the app I've been working on these past couple hours without internet rather... difficult :P Here's a question: is it possible the townsfolk of Shezze would be willing to keep secrets for food? :3
@rivaan I'm still up for this :3 Just looking through the characters now, to see what kind of angle I should go for :P I was thinking someone who stole a small sunstone and uses it to navigate the caves, like some sort of wanderer, though obviously not into the deep end or anything :D
@PlatinumSkink Just a heads up, I won't have internet for about a day so I can't reply today or likely tomorrow, but come the next day I should have something up ^-^
In fact, to save on time already wasted. Here are the three options you have for your character's start. I have filled in what I would like your characters to be doing, but if you would prefer to exchange mission slots with someone else then let me/them know!
Valkaina: Council Meeting:
Luthor Wilkdon Maz Atan Khaal Tan
Recruitment of Harma:
Maria Ana Valdis Harma
Raid on Mandalorian Outpost:
Merak Aether Alessia
Aether's plethora of force techniques and hit-and-run saber style would be well-suited to the Mandalorian assault c: I like where I'm at, since it'll open up some interaction, too.
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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."
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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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