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I'm going to try my hand at drawing my gf as a Pokemon trainer with her six favourite Pokemon for valentine's/our anniversary. Wish me luck!
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I'm going to try my hand at drawing my gf as a Pokemon trainer with her six favourite Pokemon for valentine's/our anniversary. Wish me luck!
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Got a drawing tablet, time to draw porn
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6 yrs ago
Seeing actual bushfire footage looks straight out of Hell... It moves so quickly and so powerfully, literally the trees just ignite. You firefighters are absolute legends, but please, don't die.
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HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM THE FUTURE! LOVE, AUSTRALIA
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Today ain't Christmas, it's garbage day!
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.
Age:21 Height:5'10 Weight:64kg Likes:Fighting, drama/acting, himself, his luck, his fortune, himself, himself again, how awesome he is. Dislikes:Being put in his place. Party Trick:"Well, dunno 'bout the rest of ya, but I could probably steal the wallet of some o' ya'll if you left me unattended. Say, whose is this, exactly?" Profession:Florist. Yes, a florist. Sexuality:Straight.
Personality/Bio
If you wanted the short version of who Pence is, well, put simply:
He's a bit of a c*nt.
Mikhael Pence grew up in Canada. His family wasn't necessarily well-off, however his parents were hard workers in order to support their son, whom had an incredible academic ability from a young age. The kid could basically recite Shakespeare at twelve! Unfortunately, his hard work brought envy from bullies at his school, who felt as though their positions were being challenged by the little nerd. He didn't retaliate, yet by the end of his second year dealing with the bullies, he felt that enough was enough. Over the course of his break, Mikhael took inspiration from his favourite era in time: prohibition, and the Mafia which came with it. He took martial arts classes for the entirety of his school break, and the following year, well... Mikhael didn't have a bully problem for much longer after that.
Continuing to be inspired by the Mafia, Pence took up drama class in an attempt to imitate his idols. Unfortunately it appeared as though the defeat of his bullies had made Pence a little bit arrogant, and though he performed well as a student of academics, martial arts and drama, he found himself isolated the whole time. Once he realised that he was something of an outcast, he tended not to get too familiar with anybody, and kept those who wanted to get closer at bay through martial arts. Being a prodigy came at a price: in exchange for skill, he forsook himself as a functioning member of society.
As soon as Mikhael turned 18, he immediately got a one-way flight to Shine County, and ultimately Shine City. It was the perfect place for the young man to become the man he always wanted to become, like the heroes he always looked up to. And, as it so happened, Pence essentially did! Though his hands weren't always clean, he made sure the streets weren't always crawling with punks who think they can test their luck. Similarly he began to grow a knack for the casino, becoming one of the most successful men in terms of winnings to losings ratio. Only a small amount of his profits go to him, however; most of the time he'll donate to either his sister's florist shop, in which he has taken residence, or to charities about Shine City, and sometimes the school! Thanks to his exploits, he has been dubbed 'The Lucky Devil' by the people of Shine City, and though he doesn't commit major crimes, the police occasionally find him snatching something or another for fun.
Funnily enough, he now wants to become a detective, after hearing a detective was working around town awhile ago. The wildcard plays by his own rules, though if you need a control measure, call his little sister.
She actually has several streaks of dark red hair among her golden blonde. She's naturally a red head but dyed it because she wanted to be more like her favourite seven foot teddy bear. It also goes by the name of Ashton.
Age:21
Gender: Female
Height: 5'7
Weight: 71kg
Party Trick: "Hrmm... Want me to punch a hole in that wall over there? ... Hah! Got'cha! I mean I could always do it, but you know, I'm poor. Put me up against anyone in arm wrestling and I'll knock 'em down like, uhh... somethin'! Orrrrrr alternatively I can list off who would make the best couples outta ya'll!"
Profession: Kaitlyn stalked followed her personal celebrity into becoming a firefighter, and is also the leader of the "Ashton is Mai Waifu" fanclub, though that's much less a profession as it is just plain disturbing...
Likes:Ashton Griffone, her pet puppy "Firedog Sam", being an awesome firefighter, muscles, her pet punching bag "Brick", honey and iced tea, Ashton again, good company, zen, horrible puns, a good drink, SANDVHICHES, her smutty fanfiction of Ash, and SFIR. Specifically Fang, a character which looks a lot like her. Also various forms of media she can create a fanfiction about, including reality. She has written an AWFUL lot of fanfiction.
Is it good? The short answer is no. The long answer is also no. It is dirty sin, however she blatantly ignores the rightful haters.
Also anything Ashton likes, she likes.
Dislikes:Not having Ashton Griffone, "breaking brick", when people don't truly appreciate her puns, when people don't truly appreciate her fanfics, when people don't truly appreciate her muscles, when people don't truly appreciate anything she does.
She gives herself too much credit. A LOT more than one should be giving themselves a majority of the time.
Also anything Ash may not like. Like spicy food!
Personality/Bio:
Kaitlynn is a very bubbly person, always up for a nice cup of pleasantries and mannerisms. However, she is also quite the tomboy and tough chick, and adjusts between the two depending on the company. Raised as half country bumpkin, half city rich kid, Kaitlynn saw the best of both worlds. Educated, but talented; strong, but wise; this chick learned how to fight the haters on their own terms and win. She was stronger than the competition in the country, and smarter than those from the city. When they challenged her to do the opposite, she simply ripped her opposition to pieces. She was an untouchable force of nature, and had quite the fanclub in both the countryside and cityside of Arizona. She was loving life, and apparently it loved her back too.
Then came college...
... and then came the fun!
Though her strength still remained, her intelligence... well, she did some things her cityside parent wouldn't have really approved. Regardless, her bumpkin heritage encouraged her to go out and experience new things, and to live a life of adventure!
So, she went to Shine City: the one place where good people, great alcohol, the best parties, and freedom could beat that of America. Naturally she was addicted to the place pretty quickly, though perhaps not in the best of ways...
One night, she was out partying late with some friends. They were all smashed off their face and were all doing some very stupid things. One such thing was Kaitlynn climbing to the top of the highest tree in the park, to prove to her dumb friends that she wasn't heavy enough to weigh it down. Needless to say, she got stuck, and her friends were nice enough to leave her up there.
Drunk.
And drugged.
Thankfully, her phone signaled forth a savior, and she was rescued by the hottest guy possible. Although silent, this boy expressed his words through the action of saving her drunk and dodgy ass, and just like that, she feel in love. Of course it took her awhile to find the pretty boy again, though considering he was seven foot, it wasn't exactly the hardest thing in the world. She wanted to do what he did - she aspired to become like him, and to become someone better. So, she studied rigorously for a year at the Academy, racing through her first aid and medical course in a blitz, Hell bent on joining the same profession as her love. She even tried to slow down on the partying, drugs and drinks, though only the drugs thus far have been completely left behind.
... Mostly.
Regardless, she expressed her interest in joining the local fire station openly, and has only recently become a fire fighter there. Though inexperienced, she'll do her damn best to better herself for her man. She will continue striving and improving herself for him, until she is as good as perfection. After all, she wanted to be with him; she wanted to impress him; she wanted to be with her savior, and she hoped, oh how she hoped...
Side Characters
Name: Emilia Mirianne Pence Age: 18 Height: 5'2 Weight: 43kg Likes: "I like flowers a lot! And my big brother! And saying desu~! And Miss Mochizuki! And sweets! And tea! And also cute things! Also I love dancing! I like nice people! Plus there's cake! And desu~! Wait, did I say 'desu' already?" Dislikes: "I hate bullies, and I hate it when Mikhael is mean! Or when people hurt poor flowers, and those haters! Umm... I also don't really like scary or dangerous things. I can't really think of much more; sorry!" Party Trick: "Apparently I have some kind of control over my brother? I don't know... But like him, I'm very good at dancing! Though, I'm a lot slower... I can also read fortunes!" Profession: "I am the founder, receptionist, manager, and storeroom assistant at the 'Pence-In-A-Pot' flower shop! Please come visit us!"
Bio/Personality: Emilia's real parents died shortly after she was born, and was raised alongside Mikhael as his little sister, whom is actually technically her cousin. This was only revealed to her last year when she turned eighteen, as she received a great sum of wealth as provided in her parents will. Using this wealth she opened up the 'Pence-In-A-Pot' flower shop, to which she continues to work hard in so she can become a better-known florist.
Growing up, Emilia was always sickly, and even now she's considerably weaker than most girls her age. Even so, her spirit never let up, and was blessed with a number of opportunities, despite her lack of wealth. Having to be quarantined to her bed for so long of her life has left little in the way of maturity, both physically and mentally, and so she has a tendency to be rather childish at times. Despite this, she always pushed herself whenever she could, striving to be better, to be stronger. Through Mikhael, Emilia learned how to slow-dance, and thanks to her adoptive parents, she found a love for all things nature, especially flowers! Though a clear contrast between the two siblings is evident, their ties are strong, and they try their best to support one-another.
@PlatinumSkink Thankfully half my post was already written! :D It's a bit short but I didn't really think there'd be much noteworthy things to say at the cafe, and besides we could always do it over PMs if we really wanted to score some character development :P
Now, Ren certainly wasn't expecting them to say yes, not after how Jacques and Kalmia responded to her earlier. Through her foolish bullion logic she imagined the two might actually want to be considerate to her expenses.
Needless to say, she was wrong.
Despite this, she couldn't be entirely disheartened. The young woman hadn't found such pleasant conversation in individuals before, so the two provided a pleasant breath of air her way. It was a good opportunity to develop her social skills, and stock up on any foodstuffs she might need for her coming journey, if possible. Of course, she didn't really know too many places, however figured the trio would work that out as they traveled around town. "If you insist. However, I admit my eating habits may be seen as a bit... unrefined. Heh."
One could've sworn that Ren had almost laughed.
Pureplain, being the city of absolute normality, had an abundance of places the trio could snack at. Eventually Ren managed to find a place that the three could agree to try out, and they shared pleasantries about miscellaneous topics, such as contests, their dreams, their pasts, and all manner of things. She enjoyed the company, though found certain topics awkward or difficult to talk about, such as her past or, worst of all, boys. As it happened, the two men may have deducted that she was into the princely types, as unrealistic as they were, though would also settle for someone who wasn't a total prick.
However their wallets and time only lasted them so long. With so much to do and an adventure to start, they eventually decided to head their own ways for the time being, with the intention of meeting up together some other time. Having made a dent in her wallet, Ren figured it was a good idea to quickly try to find the gym before going to visit Professor Kalmia, seeing as she knew where to go from the Professor's place. She made sure to try and use whatever she had available to better her odds of finding the gym quickly, so she could check it out before she left to thank Kalmia and subsequently begin her journey.
Also because she reeeeeeeeeally needed money now. If she didn't start winning some battles on one of the routes, she'd starve before making it to the next town!
So, with her goal in sights, Ren began searching for the Pureplain city gym.
Spencer's hyperventilation appeared to be bordering on the extremes one moment. The next she looked as though she was about to fall asleep! She couldn't quite piece it together -- perhaps it was magic or something -- but Spencer began to feel the effects of her delirium wear away, as though she'd entered a world of peace and tranquility. Despite her mind's protests for caution, the calmness was simply intoxicating; in an incredibly short amount of time, she'd found herself at the mercy of a total stranger! Not that she was overly concerned at the moment...
"Mmmmmh... Mother..." Whispered the young vampire, apparently in some kind of pleasant daydream as she finally embraced the woman. "Zara... That name... is veeeeeeeery preeeeeeeeeetty...!"
One could almost mistake her as being high on mushrooms...
"Mmmmmmhmhmhmmm~! My name is Spencerrrrrr...~! Haaaaaaaaaah..." Clearly her mind had gone off in the wrong direction. Perhaps Zara's enchanting calmness had too great an effect? Regardless, it'd made Spencer calm once more, something which could sometimes take weeks to do! Though the girl was smart, she had a limited ability to keep focused, after all. "Zaaaaaaaara Zarazarazarazara Zaaaaaaaaaraaaaaaaaaaa...~! You feel so squishy~! Heeeeeehehehe! I wish I felt squishy...~!"
Definitely high on shrooms. Or whatever Zara had done, either way.
How about I kick start our cast with something new! :D @Dynamo Frokane
Age:21 Height:5'10 Weight:64kg Likes:Fighting, drama/acting, himself, his luck, his fortune, himself, himself again, how awesome he is. Dislikes:Being put in his place. Party Trick:"Well, dunno 'bout the rest of ya, but I could probably steal the wallet of some o' ya'll if you left me unattended. Say, whose is this, exactly?" Profession:Florist. Yes, a florist. Sexuality:Straight.
Personality/Bio
If you wanted the short version of who Pence is, well, put simply:
He's a bit of a c*nt.
Mikhael Pence grew up in Canada. His family wasn't necessarily well-off, however his parents were hard workers in order to support their son, whom had an incredible academic ability from a young age. The kid could basically recite Shakespeare at twelve! Unfortunately, his hard work brought envy from bullies at his school, who felt as though their positions were being challenged by the little nerd. He didn't retaliate, yet by the end of his second year dealing with the bullies, he felt that enough was enough. Over the course of his break, Mikhael took inspiration from his favourite era in time: prohibition, and the Mafia which came with it. He took martial arts classes for the entirety of his school break, and the following year, well... Mikhael didn't have a bully problem for much longer after that.
Continuing to be inspired by the Mafia, Pence took up drama class in an attempt to imitate his idols. Unfortunately it appeared as though the defeat of his bullies had made Pence a little bit arrogant, and though he performed well as a student of academics, martial arts and drama, he found himself isolated the whole time. Once he realised that he was something of an outcast, he tended not to get too familiar with anybody, and kept those who wanted to get closer at bay through martial arts. Being a prodigy came at a price: in exchange for skill, he forsook himself as a functioning member of society.
As soon as Mikhael turned 18, he immediately got a one-way flight to Shine County, and ultimately Shine City. It was the perfect place for the young man to become the man he always wanted to become, like the heroes he always looked up to. And, as it so happened, Pence essentially did! Though his hands weren't always clean, he made sure the streets weren't always crawling with punks who think they can test their luck. Similarly he began to grow a knack for the casino, becoming one of the most successful men in terms of winnings to losings ratio. Only a small amount of his profits go to him, however; most of the time he'll donate to either his sister's florist shop, in which he has taken residence, or to charities about Shine City, and sometimes the school! Thanks to his exploits, he has been dubbed 'The Lucky Devil' by the people of Shine City, and though he doesn't commit major crimes, the police occasionally find him snatching something or another for fun.
Funnily enough, he now wants to become a detective, after hearing a detective was working around town awhile ago. The wildcard plays by his own rules, though if you need a control measure, call his little sister.
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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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