Epiphany

Monster Hunter

The air felt pleasant on Helona's skin as she walked, her pale skin shaded from the sun by her hat. She inhaled deeply, taking in the fresh scent of forestry. She walked onwards, spotting the city in the distance.

For a moment, she heard what appeared to be grunting, clanging of swords it seems? Troll grunts? Helona crossed her arms and approached where all of the noise came from, stumbling upon a fight, which she surprisingly guessed correctly; Trolls and humans, hunters she presumed.
"My my, isn't this swell?" She chuckled.

Monster Hunter

FUCK

Croseque
Francisca
Brass Knuckles

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Name: Helona Xialin

Age: 26

Weapon: A Francisca(A light throwing axe which rests tied on her hip), Corseque(A polearm that is sheathed on her back), Brass Knuckles

Hunting Tools: She uses her Francisca for that, but only occasionally.

Helona is optimistic and sympathetic to the point that she is easily affected and influenced. She is quite expressive and it is easy to catch her in a lie. She does try to be genuine in her interactions with other people. If she feels strongly about certain matters, she may act inconsiderately and without regard of others' feelings.
She is extremely intelligent and calculating. Helona respects those with resolve and has been quite forgiving to some.

Monster Hunter

ugh
i want to join
but
ugh

An Artificial Timeline: A Post-Post-Apocalypse Sandbox RP! [The Actual Roleplay]

She walked for days, the sun beating on her pale face, scorching it to a tan muddy colour. Edmee wandered, her nomadic instincts taking over from when she was a child. Her satchel filled with cluttered paper was held close, as if she were afraid it would get lost in the vast empty space which once held great cities. Her empty canteen was tied to her waste, the sound of it clanging made Edmee grow parched. Now that she realized how thirsty she was, she began to realize how hungry she was as well. Her supply of crackers had already been used up from yesterdays travels, she used her rations unproportionally and now Edmee must face the consequences of her actions.

In the distance, Edmee could see a building? She hoped it wasn't a mirage as she picked up her pace, her feet shuffling along the ground. The faster she made it there, the less likely it would be for her to die in the heat without anyone's knowledge. As she walked closer, the building grew clearer and clearer, it was a diner, an old one at that, yet how was it able to withstand years of malnourishment? She opened the door of the diner, her voice dry as she spoke, "Food... Water..." Edmee smacked her lips together. She was never great with people, especially when it came to buying things, her manner was far under acceptable on social standards.

She opened her satchel and threw her papers onto the table in front of her, ruffling her hair and muttering curses under her breath, "Fuck me, fuck you fuck me... God... Fuck." The papers were a mess, people could clearly see. Edmee didn't have time to put her story in page order, but now she has the time while she waited for a meal. Edmee searched through the pile of papers and began organizing them from the first page.

OH GOD I'V BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG

Stryder said
9 days And this one shouldn't even be hee

ur fukin ded m8

OH GOD I'V BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG

8===D

An Artificial Timeline: A Post-Post-Apocalypse Sandbox RP! [The Actual Roleplay]

HELLLAAAA

An Artificial Timeline: A Post-Post-Apocalypse Sandbox RP! [The Actual Roleplay]

I removed some of the added abilities that came along with Literary Manipulation, I made it much simpler now.

Twisted Fairy-Tales

Darn, that sucks. I really liked this too.