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I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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PC and Tablet ded, send help
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Tell me if that's alright, kinda just tried to go with the flow. I don't know if I can add FPs off of the Muliod's scouting trip so I figured I'd just keep it as flavor text unless you say its k.
The Wise-Man smiled at Miralis's complaint. It was true that this process was rather draining, though he didn't show himself, he was more composed than that. He turned his attention back to the four Muliods that had appeared in his lands eagerly. How fun this should be to watch.




Those four Muliods woke up and rose from the ground, looking around with bright inquisitive eyes. They talked with each other briefly, quickly coming to an agreement of sorts. Three of them began gathering materials and working on construction. In a remarkably short period of time a nursery had been mostly built. It was dug into the ground partly and covered with grass and more mud. The lone Muliod that had set out had a different goal. It found several berry bushes and some sort of native corn. It also encountered a boar while searching. The boar was aggressive, but the Muliod's natural abilities allowed it to so swiftly take care of the aggressor. Creative use of nearby branches and grass created a stretcher and the Muliod returned to camp triumphantly. A meal was had of raw boar with a small helping of berries and corn. Just like that the day was over. The Muliods retired to the Nursery, after all there were too few of them to create individual homes and too much work to be done.


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"Very well then." He couldn't help but get a slightly uneasy feeling at Bronwick insisting that he go first but his reasoning was sound and Eldarin had nothing more than a gut feeling. Besides, Bronwick had saved him once and was a knight, so to doubt him was unreasonable. Satisfied with his own rationalizing Eldarin nodded and went ahead.


Dawkin narrowed his eyes as he analyzed the ongoing of the battle. Interesting. He saw no reason a continuation of his stratgey wouldn't work, though some rather... odd things had happened. Whooper had defiantly been fairly... unconventional and Hoppip was burned now he supposed. Well both had more or less ended up playing to his favor. Though Maple was correct they her fire would be effective, relatively, against both of them, Dawkin was now aware that Mud-slap could neutralize Ember. With two attacks coming in, Magby would either be forced to take both or take one with no responding damage. The Magby was dooomed. Whooper meanwhile merely had to fight off one attacker and regardless of the outcome, the Natu would fall soon after Magby did. "We defeat Magby now. Aron use Mudslap on Magby, Martin, continue attacking. Once we finish Magby we have we can help Whooper." Dawkin said calmly, confident in how this battle would play out. Aron obediently repeated his earlier action, understanding that once Magby was finished Natu stood no chance and Hoppip was no threat. That or he was simply obeying his trainer. Not that Dawkin particularly cared either way. He was pleased that the other two on his team had followed his orders without question, though Abigail's interpretation was somewhat lacking. Dawkin was eager for this battle to come to a close with him on top.
Good, it seemed he didn't have to spend much time adjusting to his new equipment. Eldarin nodded in response to Bronwick. It occurred to him he didn't actually know what Bellmoral was. Bronwick had said they should go to it, but he'd neglected to mention what it actually was. No matter, he would find out soon enough. "Alright, onward again."
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Sup me m8s? Lugu advertised this and to be honest I was stalking this for a bit since its creation and was considering joining anyway so eh. I'll spend a bit checking out the characters we already have and doing some more reading up. Hope to join you folks with a character and world-building soon ^.^



Krysthane noted Abel looking at her from the corner of her eye and turned a smidgen red. Was it so weird to see her giving orders? At least he'd accepted her invitation, it'd be kinda awkward if he hadn't. Gren also suddenly appeared, making that 3/4 for Swansong. Apparantly he was all up for partying as well. Well the more the merrier after all! Sepia seemed to want Krysthane to make the decision of carrying on to her. Gren explained his understanding of aura to her then went off after Shiro, who seemed oddly quiet, even for Krysthane's brief time spent near him. The airship arrived and everyone made their way over and they were off. On the ride over Krysthane got a small beep from her scroll and looked at the message.

Woah, some sort of awesome event for Monday? Free food, racing through an obstacle course, a wrestling tournament? That could be fun. Adopting a persona, getting into the ring and throwing down. And parents got to come! Oh Krysthane had mixed feelings about that. On one hand it would be nice to see her parents again. But she didn't want to tell them that she'd managed to lose a teammate during her second mission! And they would defiantly ask how her missions would go. Bah, she would worry about it after tonight. Speaking of which during her internal musings she'd managed to autopilot all the way to the pizza shop. Huh. "Well the first thing to do is get pizza! I'll pay for cheese and if you want toppings you can chip in for it." Krysthane led, or attempted to, lead the group to a group of tables that would seat them and began getting out the lein for the purchase.
Guns though.
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