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1 yr ago
Current With a heavy heart, I set sail.
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1 yr ago
First time making samosas from scratch; also making fried pakoras, fruit salad, and daal. I can't wait to try it all~
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1 yr ago
Okowa, the sister of sushi! I got my chicken, my fish, my mushrooms - I'm gonna drown it all in soy sauce-
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1 yr ago
Maybe I'll play Cyberpunk 2077 some more. My brother maxed out my character a year and a half ago. Haven't seen him since. Miss him.
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1 yr ago
Mica, my pet snail, passed away today. :(
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.

The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.

They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.

Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.

”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”

He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.

“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”

The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.

”So, what'll it be, Canary? You gonna sing?”


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Nocturnal Memoirs (2024)




"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.

"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.

Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."

"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."

She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."

She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.

"You'll have to duel me for them."


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Ooh, I like Cheshire, Drew. Her personality is intriguing. But an insta-kill electric shock sounds... a little insta-kill. I think it might need some more limits. ^^;

That makes sense, Apokalipse. Thanks for explaining your thoughts, heh. Arsenic is approved.

Messaged ya back, lydyn. :)
The light revealed something more of a monster than one with golden, soulless eyes. His awful gaze, how it shot ice in her veins. It was as though the air was sucked out of her lungs. The lighter fell from her quivering grasp, landing with a clink on the stone. He spoke, every syllable paralyzing her in fear. The candlelights surrounding Aislin reacted to her dread and slowly extinguished, one by one, until a single remained. The stranger was silhouetted in the semi-darkness, hands behind his back.

How vain she had been, descending into the darkness alone. She wished to cut out her own tongue, with all the good its done her. She wanted answers so bad, and here she blew her only chance. The stranger looked pissed as hell, almost murderous.

Malevolent, the devil uttered, "And here you are, all alone threatening someone you do not truly understand... Where no one will ever find you!"

Metal blades glinted in the low light as he whipped them forward. Wicked, long combat knives aimed for her throat, and Aislin did the only think she could do, instinctually. The ground gave out below her. One moment it was solid, the next more fluid than water, and Aislin fell into the stony earth. It immediately reformed as a concrete surface above her, barricading her from the devil.

She had half a breath in her lungs, and her terrorized body screamed for more. The fluid stone pressed up against her lips, and she fought to not panic. She couldn't push it away, there would be no oxygen and she would rip apart with the building pressure. If she lost focus, the rock around her would solidify and she'd be trapped. But dying under stone sounded better than dying at the hands of a psycho devil any day. With her last shreds of determination, she cleared her mind. The stone relaxed with the slowing beat of her heart, and something clicked.

She could feel the devil's shoes a couple feet above, pressing down into her. The stone continued on from her body, sensing the shapes around and above them. It was a new, unifying feeling, being half-aware of two separate thing. And using this building of an extended conscience, Aislin summoned stony vines to wiggle alive around the devil's feet. They latched on, tightly wrapping once around his ankles before returning to being motionless rock.

Her lungs screamed again, and Aislin swam through the fluid darkness before resurfacing around a corner down the tunnel. She gasped for air, pulling herself out of the stone rippling below her. It was just as hopelessly dark in the cave, and Aislin had to listen for the devil located behind her.

She didn't say a word until she was running on her own two feet in the opposite direction. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...!"

Poor Aislin fled for her life, running up the maze of tunnels in the cave systems. She couldn't see a damn thing in front of her eyes, but her mind was aware of the second consciousness extending below her feet in the stone, sensing the twisting path and sharp turns. It also was aware of her feet, and aware of anything possibly catching up to her. She was unfamiliar with the tunnels, being so deep in the caves. Hoping to God she was going the right direction, Aislin ran and ran.
Jeez, that's the shortest post I've done yet. ^_^;;
There was something off about this. Cora immeditaly felt a tension in Thema's words. There was a growing suspision behind the mage's stare. I'm not trusted... Cora sighed, rolling her eyes. That was a minor set-back, she might as well press on. "Yahtzee, " She glanced at the entrance. "Come here for a sec', Thema wants to meet you."

Cora returned her careful gaze to Thema, raising an eyebrow. "I promise she wont bite." She spoke to her in a softer tone. "Yahtzee's the second newest Hygron we've met, he can be a little firey. You missed out on introductions last night."
lydyn said
I absolutely hate it, I cannot even express it, unless I specifically plan it. So ...

I would not kill your character unless you knew exactly what you were getting yourself into. Hehe, I learned that the hard way. XD

Excellent character submitions so far! As Jazz said, I've promoted him to Co-Gm. Hannibal is accepted.

Drewccapp, Rust is a very unique character but you haven't said how long aging to death takes itself. If you had a 20-year-old government agent in a chokehold, how long would it take for him to die?

On a note to Jazz and Drew, Operatives were originally selected for their ability to work in a team environment, so its kinda counter-intiutive to say the opposite. Just keep that in mind. XD

Apokalipse, thanks for re-submitting to the deposit. I do, however, have a small question about Arsenic. If she's immune to any and all forms of poison and acids, wouldn't she be unharmed from emmiting them?
You know it, just message me. :)
D:

...Shit.
Oh good! Eh, my typical rule of thumb is posting once every 2-3 days, but I know some users might be too busy for that.
You got it, Xzaylar. I'll be posting tomorrow. :)
I think Urukhai needs to post as well.
Thanks, Jazz. XD

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