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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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Iris Ascendis Roleplay (2023) | TikTok Tribute




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This is what makes it worth it. (2024)
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Oh sweet, I'm glad he's still active. :) Just posted~
The chocolate-haired ice wielder made her way out of the pit, grabbing at frozen handfuls of sand.She reached the top and pulled herself over as Will sank to his knees, distraught. She would have paid more attention to his words if not for her sight taking on a strange haze. Circling Will’s crouched figure was a bright outline of white sparks, almost a glow. It didn’t cast a shadow, and didn’t seem to tangibly exist. Yet it remained in her view, following Will as a static energy. Furrowing her brow, Cora glanced over at Sig. It took a second to focus, but he was surrounded by the same kind of static. It was as if the haze had always been there, but only now did she notice. More confused than curious, Cora rubbed her eyes. When she took her hands away, the hazy outlines disappeared. “How strange.” Cora mumbled, staring down at her palms. *"I'm going to the city now,"* Will said through clenched teeth, standing upright. *"I will not wait any longer."* Cora appraised Will with tired eyes, immediately feeling weak. How much did they have to push before Kyra would let them rest? She was through with this, living in uncertainty of her life. It wasn’t as simple as walking away, though. That was her first lesson Kyra taught her, at the expense of a few precious lives. No, she was in this for the long haul. There was blood on her hands. Blood of friend and foe, destroyed by her gifts. Her brash actions. To save her soul, she had to see this through. They could not lie down and die. That was not a luxury they could afford. As Will made a run for it, Cora pumped a fist in the air. “You heard the man. Kyra’s wish is clear. Onward, to Appling!” She took off running, tagging behind Will. Their destination was close, barely a half-hour’s walk. With this speed, they’d make it in half the time. The small city came up fast on the horizon, standing out amidst the rubble. Large skyscraper-like structure made of copper and steel were ringed by an uneven wall ten feet high. The protective wall was made from scrap metal and abandoned cars stacked on each other, making for one artistic scene of well-placed junk. As their group neared the wall gate, several heads popped out from within the large watchtower just behind the city’s walls. For every Elemental there were two laser points lighting up their chests as guards aimed their assault rifles. One stood, eyes narrow and head held high. He looked like the one in charge. “Halt!” His gruff voice boomed. “Hands where I can see them, now. You kids are young to be wandering out by yourself, what with all those alien scouts scouring the wasteland. This is how it’s gonna work. I’m gonna ask a few questions, you’re gonna answer me. We’ll decide whether or not to shoot you.” He flicked the safety off a small, hand-made gun, cocking it once before leveling it at Will. “Who are you? Why are you here? Who’s your leader and who do you report to? And DON’T try to bullshit me.” He growled, wagging a gloved finger at them. “I can smell bullshit a mile away.”
Yes, everyone sees the vision. :3
There, with a twist!~ So, while I check who's still here, is everyone still good with going to that town? A massive plot twist is deliciously waiting for us there. =w=
Cora fell, her feet tumbling out from underneath her as the pit deepened. Sand poured down the walls, diswaying her hopes to crawl up. She fought against the tremulous currents of earth below her, rising to her knees. Sig descended into the pit, stepping effortlessly atop the shifting sands. He almost seemed to smirk, evidently seeing Cora at a disadvantage. She only had time to glower before the hurtled chunk of earth knocked her into the churning walls. It took her entire focus to not panic as gravel and salt filled her mouth. *Can’t… breathe…* she thought desperately. As the sand enclosed her figure, mist sparkled the air. Earth turned white as the walls froze, cracking as Cora punched a fist through. The mix of sand and ice cracked apart, freeing a half suffocated Cora. She coughed, taking in large swells of air. She wiped the grime from her face, a cold smirk pulling at her lips. “Looks like we’re both trying to murder each other. Lovely.” A cold gust from her lips left her hands half-encased in sharp, glassy ice. Mist spilling off her two new claws, Cora assumed her stance on firm feet. Frost lathered the earth under her, creating the perfect launchpad with which she leapt from. But as her icy attack closed in on Sig, an unexpected noise broke across the wasteland. It sounded like thunder, except you felt it more than you heard it. It was loud yet quiet, setting every cell in a living person on edge with tingling awe. Several notes rang out in an overtone, creating the briefest harmony before dying down. Seconds later, the hazy orange-yellow sky flashed pure white. Once, then twice. As the second flash died down Cora beheld the most vivid images behind her eyes: *A mountainous view filling the expanse of sight, covered in great spruce trees and all manner of life. The trees whispered to one another, conveying the sweetest of life’s mysteries. All things in Kyra were alive. The energies of the cosmos flow through each and every being and plant, connecting all things as one. To influence that was to connect with one’s higher self. To truly have peace. To attain one’s full potential. To save them all from the death of their sun. One’s enlightened, Elemental Self.* Cora gasped, frozen still not an inch from Sig. The fight was lost in her, so blown away was she from the vision still glowing in her mind. Her hands fell limply, ice claws shattering as she stared up at the quiet sky. Her lips parted silently, eyes wide with wonder. “...Could it be… Kyra?” Cora whispered. The sky was silent, a closed and undiscerning book once again. Their enigmatic Goddess was gone.
Thank you! I'm back from my hiatus.
[ ] [o] [ ] [ ] [x] [ ] [o] [x] [ ] I'm back from my hiatus~
And a Happy New Year, too. I'm going to try and be a little more active. We ready to pick this back up again?
Hehe, money is nice. Anyway, I've posted. :)
Cora absently nodded to Will, mist rolling off her shoulders. It didn't matter to her either way if Sig used tunneling. She was sure she had ways around it. Sig took the challenge, determined to call it the start of their training. If she kicked his sorry butt right here, it couldn't really count as training, could it? Well, perhaps it could. She'd never fought against Earth before. It was a little intimidating, knowing the very ground she stepped on could be used against her at a moment's notice. But if she could stare Fire down, her natural opposite, she could handle this. Who knows, Sig might learn a thing or two. Especially how respect is gained here.

"Ready?" He raised himself on a dusty pillar, sand crumbling down its edges. Cora only returned his wild grin, brushing aside chocolate strands of hair. Her heel dug into the dirt with anticipation and she coiled up, every muscle in her body tense.

"Are you?" She said, ice spinning in tendrils from her open palms. Translucent chains snapped themselves around Sig's rock as Cora was pulled along, running up the side of the pillar. She leapted up, swiping a leg across the top of the stone in hopes of knocking Sig's feet out from underneath him. Simultaneously a bolt of ice conjured in her free hand, which she hurled directly at his chest. The purpose of this was to throw him off the pillar; it was less of an attack and more of a pushing force. The chains of ice dispersed in a shatter of gleaming crystals, giving her only a moment before gravity kicked in. Gathering her feet up underneath her, Cora pushed off the vertical stone, flipping through the air until she landed gracefully on her feet in a circle of frozen Earth.
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