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6 yrs ago

Current 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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6 yrs ago

HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM THE FUTURE! LOVE, AUSTRALIA

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6 yrs ago

Today ain't Christmas, it's garbage day!

Bio

◈    ◈    ◈    ◈    ◈    ◈    ◈    ◈    ◈

    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.

~Exurb1a

_{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.}

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In Pokémon: Start → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@PlatinumSkink Shh! Don't judge! ^-^ I, for one, think Shyn would make a beautiful princess! I mean he'd hate it and would much rather be a prince or knight, but you know, pink dresses would bring out his feminine side! :3 Looking forward to it, fam!

In Pokémon: Start → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@PlatinumSkink

"OK. Well, I will return before I depart so that both Shyn and I may give a proper farewell. Good day for now."

With those final words, Shyn and Ren departed from the vicinity of the Pokemon Lab and began their journey about Pureplain. Ren wanted to get a proper feel for the place, considering she'd never really explored it at all. Plus, it was good to know what was where in such a large city, even if it was relatively plain. 

Their first stop was the cafe down the road on which Kalmia recommended, in which Ren and Shyn both managed to score a free meal! After mentioning they came on Kalmia's mention and that they were new Pokemon trainers, the owner of the place began to tear up and told them both of his own beginnings to being a Pokemon trainer. He also remembered how poor he was in the beginning. He couldn't offer a whole lot, however it was enough to keep the two of them fed until dinner time. Ren thanked the man endlessly for his generosity, however he wouldn't take anymore after she'd done it some fifty or so times, and thus the two were kicked out so they could get a move on with their journey.

The next place on their list would be either the Pokemon Gym or the Super Contest... thing. Ren recalled that the Super Contest was down near the docks, according to the professor, so she decided both herself and Shyn would head down there first to see what it was like. She hadn't heard of such a thing before, and she had to admit Isson's 'contests' did intrigue her curiosity to some degree, and thus opted to head there first. With some newly found vigor thanks to the meal, Ren strode toward the Super Contest building with Shyn lazily wrapped around her neck.

In Pokémon: Start → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@PlatinumSkink Doin' it now, boss! ^-^

Edit: LETS TURN REN AND SHYN INTO PRETTY PRINCESSES! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!!!

In Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!) → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@6slyboy6

Emile listens attentively to Barkley's words, and finds comfort in them. He seems certain that she is in good hands, and it makes Emile feel a lot more at-ease. His distinction between formal and casual was clear, something that Emile knows is commonplace among staff, though isn't quite sure how she knows such information. She clears the remaining tears which are about to break out, and nods with a newfound confidence. "Y-yes sir!" He is still her senior, so for now Emile decides it's best to regard Barkley with the respect and dignity one should deserve as a senior. She swiftly gets out of her chair, tucking it in behind her and taking the crumb-covered plate with her as the two explore the mansion together. 

To the north was a beautiful hall filled with artwork and plants, most of which Emile feels she cannot really name. Even so she admires their beauty for a moment, before tuning in to Barkley. His emphasis on the words 'normally' makes Emile feel a little uneasy - she wasn't normal, in that case, considering she stayed in a room upstairs! She chooses not to question it just yet, however, knowing Grian would likely explain his reasoning, and nods so they can press on. They pass by the coffee room without much of an explanation -- the brass nameplate on the door doing the explaining for her guide -- before stopping at the next door directly ahead of them. As Barkley explains, it is the first floor bathroom, which makes Emile mentally question how many floors and bathrooms there actually are. "D-definitely a good idea to know where that is, ehehe..." She mentally notes down that the bathroom is just beyond the coffee room, likely with a fresh set of clothes out front, before pressing forward toward the next and final room of the hall. As Barkley and the brass nameplates explains, the room is, in fact, a hot spa! Emile practically melts at the thought of having access to a hot spa, though regains her composure quickly, making sure to stay focused. 

The two make a return the dining hall, yet only briefly as they go through the doors which Grian had exited, and turn right. A wooden door lays before the two, and the blue-haired noblewoman looks to her guide for answers. As it so happens, this is the destination which she has been so anxious to see: 

The kitchen. 

Emile bows politely, before quickly taking his offer and walking inside the kitchen. 

Her eyes begin to sparkle as soon as she sees her new work space. 

The kitchen was HUGE! It looked as though it had just about anything one could need from a kitchen! Everything was so neatly put into place, all the cooking utensils looked so pristine and proper, and that oven! It excites Emile greatly as to what she can do with that oven! As Barkley reveals the pantry with all the ingredients, Emile's jaw drops for the second time of the tour; it appears as though he has an admirer. Whoa..." Is about the only thing Emile can say in her moment of admiration, her eyes still glistening with amazement. 

Barkley's words wake her up from her daydream-like state, and Emile seems to take a moment to process his words. He didn't seem like he would take 'no' for an answer. "Though I hate to admit it, I think I'm a bit... stinky. I will also require something to wear that doesn't look like a combat uniform... So, uh, yes sir, I will take you up on that offer! E-excuse me...!" With a polite bow, she backs towards the door and begins to close it, though pokes her head back through at the last minute. "Oh, umm, s-sir Barkley? Thank you for taking the time to teach me all this, and for showing me around...! I won't let you or Gri- m-mister Grian down! So, uh, yes... thank you!" Having said her piece, Emile gently closes the wooden door and breathes a sigh of relief, walking back towards the dining hall and the north-side exit. 'I'm going to have to work really hard now to make up for what sir Barkley and sir Grian have done for me... As soon as I have this bath, I'm going to work as hard as I can so I can earn my keep! For now, though, a spa sounds nice...!' She quickly manages the ensuing north hall and finds the end room on the left, titled 'spa room', quickly grabbing the uniform from the cart in the hallway before she enters. With a large smile on her face, Emile opens the door and steps inside...

Emile steps outside the spa door and stretches, waking herself up in the process. Her body, still warm and somewhat steaming from the spa, feels much more relaxed now that she's had a bath. Her mind feels just as clear, as clarity finally enters her head for the first time since she woke up the other day. With a skip in her step and a fun little smile, Emile walks back down the hall wearing her new uniform. 

'It's funny, I thought that the uniform would feel really weird, but it's surprisingly comfortable. Not quite what I would pick on a day out, sure, but then again these are work clothes. I kind of wish the skirt was a little longer, though...' The noblewoman-turned-maid looks down at the outfit in which she has been provided. She certainly never thought she herself would ever wear something like it. It is a little embarrassing for her, to be sure, however with her mind cleared of thought from the spa, it doesn't bother Emile too much. She guides herself across the dining hall once more swiftly, exiting in the direction of the kitchen, and cutting right to find the wooden door. Lightly, Pâtre raps on the door rhythmically, before poking her head through. "Excuse me...! Apologies if I took a bit too long, sir, but I'm all ready to learn how to cook now!" As she side steps through the door, it takes but a glance in her direction to tell she looks excited. At the very least she was enthusiastic about learning!

Pausing for a moment, Emile marvels at all the ingredients Barkley has prepared since she went to take a spa, awestruck. "Whoa...! You did all this while I was bathing...? I guess I'll have a lot to learn from here on out. Hopefully I can take some of the workload off of you - it must be a little difficult maintaining all of this by yourself, after all!" Her earnest concern for Barkley was transparent, and she shows him a gleeful smile to once again reinforce her enthusiasm. "I can't remember if I've ever cooked before, but I know it excites me, so either I really wanted to learn, or really enjoyed doing it! Either way, please teach me to the best of your ability so I can help repay both yourself and sir Grian!"

In Endless Darkness [Open 1-2 spots] → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Sorry it's really short, but I wasn't sure what else to write :3 Maybe by the next post my response should be a bit more lengthy! :D

In Endless Darkness [Open 1-2 spots] → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Spencer

Location:Some random alleyway.
Interacting With:N/A.

Spencer was intrigued, needless to say, and followed the curious sound throughout town. Though it's shadow was hard to keep track of in the darkness, even with her sun stone, Spencer found that she could follow the sound that it had made as it appeared, as the sound repeated over and over. Eventually, however, the sound could no longer be heard, replaced by the crashing and scratching of metal. It reminded Ira of clashing swords, a sound which she did not like to hear. A little concerned, Spencer tip-toed toward the alleyway, and poked her head around the corner to try and catch a glimpse of what was there. 

On her approach, the young vampire gently wrapped her fingers around her blade's hilt, prepared for anything. As sapphire eyes poke around the corner, her other hand gently caresses her sun stone in an effort to keep her calm, her nerves beginning to set in. It does a satisfactory job, and clears Spencer's mind somewhat. 'It's probably just someone forging a blade or something, right...? Haha... Yeah, it's definitely that...! Eheeeee...' Quietly, carefully, she poked her head around the corner, anxious as to what she might see...

In Endless Darkness [Open 1-2 spots] → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

I'll have a post up tomorrow I think ^-^

In A Time Of Turmoil: A Fire Emblem-esque RP → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@Eisenhorn Precisely :D And since I've used too much FE lately (and I didn't want to make someone from FF), this was the result ^-^

In A Time Of Turmoil: A Fire Emblem-esque RP → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@Eisenhorn It was pretty hard to find a good anime image that didn't look like it was from Final Fantasy (which is what regular mages in FE look like :3) so I'm glad you like him :D 

@Apollosarcher Eyyyyy Apoll! ^-^ I believe you should be alright to draft up a CS, but I'd get some clarification from Halo Kitty the Chaos God Paul beforehand, just in case c:

In A Time Of Turmoil: A Fire Emblem-esque RP → 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Zueche Ausch Entzer

Sex: Male

Class: Dark Mage

Special Abilities: Clear Mind, Summon, Blessed, Aggro

Equipment: Cleanse (dark magic spell book), Elixir

History: There are tales of a man who wanders the kingdoms, causing carnage in his wake. It's said he's a ruthless killer who will spare no man quarter, and will brutally maul his foes with his fearsome dark magic. The story goes that he is actually an apostle of death, summoned unto the world to cleanse those that sin of their misdeeds, the punishment always the vanquish of life. With the crook of his finger, Mother Nature bends to his will; with every step, the soil seeps with fresh blood; with his every breath, a deadly toxin further poisons the lungs of mortal men. He is death incarnate, and there is no hope if you cross paths with him. 

There are also tales of a happy-go-lucky exorcist, whose abilities to commune with, summon, and obliterate the dead has brought him something of a reputation. He hops from town to town, vanquishing monsters, demons, or whatever else might trouble it's residents. He stays but a night, then vanishes into thin air, only to appear in the next town! He asks for no payment, and always does a free magic show for the children. This man is forever in search of wisdom, asking guidance from the elders and holding them in high regard, learning from their experiences to help him grow as a person. He has an unhealthy obsession with alcohol, specifically wine, and the men of countless villages agree he's an excellent addition to any and all taverns. 

As it so happens, both of these personalities are the same person. 

Zueche Ausch Entzer, nicknamed "Az" by those who can't pronounce or remember his name, is a loving family man on the search for his wife, daughter, and possibly newborn son. Raised as a simple working man, Zueche didn't have a whole lot of passion or things he wanted to do in life. The village he came from was small, the work was rather mundane, and he didn't feel like this was his place to be. Only in the small church of his local village did he find himself happy, as well as in the company of the village priestess, Mihaela. It made him feel like he could acquire some direction to his life, however he had no way of knowing how to acquire said direction. 

Thankfully for him, Mihaela held the key to that direction, both in heart and body. 

Zueche became an exorcist under the guidance of the church, with the aim to help assist the dead in passing on, from purgatory to whatever may lie beyond. With a little bit of natural talent in dark magic he never knew he had, Zueche quickly learned how to use his dark powers for good, in order to help those who couldn't pass on to do so. He spent much more time with Mihaela as a result, and it wasn't long before they fell in love, and subsequently got married within the small village in which they were both raised. The two started a happy life together, with good income and the support of the whole village behind them - they even decided to bear a child! 

Their daughter, Iya, looked a lot like her father in many ways: same pointed ears, red eyes, teeth which grew fast and sharp, though held the beautiful complexion of her mother. The couple assumed that their developing son would turn out the opposite, though had to wait and see for the turnout. Things were going well for the couple, and they were happy together, and vowed to spread that joy to others they believed were less fortunate.

Ausch returned home one night after a successful exorcism in a neighboring village, only to find his wife and daughter weren't home. There was no signs of struggle, yet the door had been left opened. Naturally Zueche was suspicious, and asked the townsfolk if they'd seen his wife, Mihaela, or his daughter, Iya, anywhere. Yet they all gave the same answer, over and over:

That they hadn't seen either of them since the night before, since Zueche left and they waved him goodbye. Though some villagers had seen someone enter their house...

Concerned with the well-being of his wife and child, Zueche scoured the village, but there was little to be found. Not a trace as to their disappearance, simply emptiness. Growing evermore with worry, Zueche packed up his things, gave what belongings he couldn't take to the village, and began his journey around the lands in search of Mihaela and Iya. He has persisted in his journey for over a year now, and is still searching high and low for his family, aiding those he comes across to remind him of his goal, and ridding the world of those which plague it with evil deeds. Yet with success looking so distant upon the horizon, he has begun to consider enlisting the help of others to aid in his search, his desire to see his wife, daughter, and possibly newborn son growing stronger by the day...

Born February 14th. Fastest at chugging anything alcoholic. 

Theme: youtube.com/watch?v=HZp11HsgXZA
Battle Theme: youtube.com/watch?v=5AqDD9cz1G4
"For my family!"
"Cleanse the sinners...!"
"Hahaha! Pathetic!"
"You're an insult to the damned!"
"This isn't over; but it will be!"

@PaulHaynek

[img]https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/fr/1/1b/Fire_Emblem_Awakening_Logo.png[/img] [center][h3][color=FFB347]◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈[/color][/h3][/center] [table] [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] [table] [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. [/sub][/right][/cell][/row] [/table] [img]https://alynerd.files.wordpress.com/2015/10/tumblr_nvrmdwbdkf1ruyji8o1_1280.jpg?w=840[/img] [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." [/color][/sub][/right][/cell][/row] [/table][hider=A Hymn For Goldilocks][center][img]https://static.tumblr.com/b572f57912d8b5345269f9dc72e04359/yveunmd/zEwn8f4ke/tumblr_static_4fc6jqggm90kg048ok0kkw0ww_640_v2.jpg[/img][/center] 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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