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7 yrs ago
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7 yrs ago
I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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It does.
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8 yrs ago
PC and Tablet ded, send help
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I lived the land of no internet
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Matt Ronwell


"Whoa, its all free?" Matt asked in surprise as he was handed some bread and cookies.
Apparently she simply wanted to leave a good impression. She introduced herself as Rumi Yukato the little baker from Europe. What a strange girl. Rumi also said something about her bike being too big and asked he would lend a hand. Before he could reply a zealous blue-haired girl already in uniform rushed over, excited by the prospect of free food, and offered to carry the oversize bread basket for her. Raven pondered how Rumi had gotten here in the first place when everything was evidently too big for her.

That and her business sense was severely lacking if she was giving out bread for free. She could probably make a killing here if she actually sold her bread. Either way the food more than paid for a little manual labor. So Matt started rolling the bike after her, "Not to worry, I'll just follow you to your room-" Jeezus that sounded creepy, move on and hope no one noticed, "Carrying your bike around, its no trouble, especially when I have the this food to energize me!" Matt said. "Ah, and my name is Matt Ronwell, Dark Magician house, at your service."
@mattmanganon

The character is a /bit/ too magical for my taste. I'd ask to remove all the stuff about spirits and whatnot, but that'd sort of take away from the whole character. Though that is what I'm asking for: Rewrite the character for a modern-near-future setting rather than something more fantastic. Spirit-y stuff comes later.


Hm.
No real complaints, only thing I can think of would be 'The only means of escape for magi and Servants are the employment of Magecraft or a Rank B or higher in Instinct.' this section seems a wee bit absolute considering its only limit on you escaping is no sense of direction.
Évelyne Sylvestre


Évelyne let out a smirk as her sword torn into the creature's eye. To her surprise however, rather than reeling back in pain, confusion, or alarm, it instead reached forward to grab her. However it unwittingly made a blunder and grabbed for her wrist. Though Évelyne's power was new to her, she was by no means going to forget about it. Évelyne's hand recoiled slightly from the goblin's reach, but slowly enough that the grab would still land, most importantly that it would land on her hand. However it would only grasp her hand for a moment before the goblin's grubby fingers passed right through it and Évelyne's sword came whistling to impale the brute's other eye, moving ever since the goblin had first stretched out his repulsive hand. If she got the other eye it'd be as good as dead. She didn't care how strong it was, it couldn't fight if it couldn't see, and in this battle there was too much information going on it for it to rely on its other senses to fight. Though if luck was on her side her blade would sink in far enough to cause some serious damage, but Évelyne didn't trust luck. Of course she was so focused on this single goblin that the other two would likely be able to strike her effortlessly.
Dog years? I'ma go with dog years.
Yasuri

Interacting with @Vec

Yasuri glanced at the the other man as he ascended in surprise. A pilgrim to visit the temple, somewhat like himself? Hm, the ornate sword adorning his person was of some interest and the clothes were vaguely familiar. The man found his own rock to sit on for a moment before instigating conversation. "A little bit of both. I'm waiting for someone as I climb up." The sentence did misportray the events slightly, but that was alright. Yasuri was confident his master was still alive. Why he hadn't come down was a wise question, but that was why he'd come here after all. "As for yourself? I imagine no one comes this far without at least taking a look around the infamous City Of Gods." Yasuri said to continue on the conversation. Remarkably as he did so yet another person came up the mountain.

Yasuri had been thinking that climbing this mountain was a rare event, yet here were two other people that had climbed it at the same time no less. A good warning. Being able to climb the mountain didn't make you special, rather, that was the bar for entry. Yasuri looked at the foreboding stairs again. It had been a long time since anyone had come down from this mountain. Anything could be up there waiting for him. Perhaps these two wouldn't mind coming with him. As he'd said earlier, it was doubtful they'd come this far without intending to enter the City, and every pair of eyes and set of hands make things safer. Something to bring up as the conversation progressed, after all, he was in no hurry. Yasuri had already waited a long time, he didn't mind waiting a bit more.
Nation Role Play
Morgana Estrain


Morgana frowned as she watched and listened silently. The old man wanted evidence, a fair enough claim even, or perhaps especially, in light of magic. The 'invisible' girl thought she was some sort of jedi and was subsequently proven wrong. One left. The thuggish, practically bald boy accused the old man of not having faith. She let out a reflexive snort of distaste at his broad and painfully inaccurate assumption that sending them a message was the same thing as being able to kill them. Morgana ran her fingers over her rings hidden within her sleeves, it was a comfort to know that she was safe, even if she was entirely blindsided. The big man in front of her told her to cover her ears and Morgana merely looked up, and then further up, at him curiously. "I'll be fine, thank you." she said quietly. The suggestion was helpful in nature but Morgana felt it was made out of assuming she was frail. However it was odd that he'd bothered to do so in the first place. An interest in her safety, presumably, but why?

Morgana's analysis moved on. The other big man seemed to be taking the leadership role away from Gavin, interesting, at least most things he said made sense. Then the fun started. The jedi girl decided to showcase her magic and the old man did the same. Just as before the acts were scribbled into her notebook, though scribbles was a crude word to describe the elegant symbols that were etched into the paper. Perhaps... Perhaps she would stay simply to observe the magic. Morgana found watching the flow of magic being used to create the impossible to be fascinating. Even if they were going straight to hell, well, technically the level above it according to some people but the idea was the same. Perhaps she could reciprocate the big man's concern for her later along the line.
Raven Heartwood - Ironforge


Shanae brought out two more Pokemon and surprisingly sent them both of to distract the Larion's, encouraging him to go catch the Aron. Raven give her a thumbs up, "Thanks, I'll try to be quick." He said before running around and entering the junkyard. The Aron looked up at the sound of footsteps and immediately turned and ran. "H-hey, wait." Raven called out in surprise before giving chase, at least the little guy was running away from the Larion's. Raven grinned and took off his hat, holding it like a frisbee, with Oliver still inside. "You ready? Go intercept that Aron." Raven said and hurled the hat forward. It spun around as it swished through the air, Oliver somehow maintaining his balance well enough to jump out of the hat and land on the Aron, pushing it into the ground. Oliver then jumped off the Aron and landed on the other side of him, trapping it between Raven and Oliver. "Come on buddy, I just want to be friends." Raven said cheerily. This statement didn't seem to relax the Aron any and it charged at Oliver. Oliver swished his tail mockingly and leapt onto the Aron's oversized head and pushed off, once pushing Aron into the ground. The Aron in question regained its feet somewhat unsteadily just in time to be thwacked with a Pokeball. However the Pokeball barely touched the ground before the captured Aron broke free, leaving the useless Pokeball laying on the ground dejected. Raven frowned. "Don't be such a troublesome little fella." The Aron seemed agitated at the term fella and Raven paused. "Little guy?" He asked questioningly. The Aron let out a snort of irritation. "Little gal?" Raven asked once more, this time the Aron let out something of a smile and laid down seemingly exhausted from the effort so far. Raven threw another Pokeball and waited eagerly. This time the Aron didn't break free. "Woohoo!"




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