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STATUS: "Is this a joke? What, you think--You think I can't deal with a CAT?" 1 yr ago
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1 yr ago
Current "Is this a joke? What, you think--You think I can't deal with a CAT?"
3 yrs ago
"You're a slave to history."
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3 yrs ago
"He was infuriated to see Jinguuji-san eating with another man."
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4 yrs ago
"When you get to the point where you can laugh at your mistakes, you'll find new things to replace what you lost."
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5 yrs ago
"Damn stupid sun, making it morning whenever it wants even though I'm sleepy. Who does it think it is? Doesn't it know it has me to thank for its continued existence? "
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Bio

You showed up.

One way or another, you've arrived at my profile. You've taken a wrong turn in an alleyway because you didn't pay enough attention to your map. You've heard of something cool and new and thought maybe you'd see what all the fuss is about? Or maybe it is that you noticed like me updating my status or were lurking through an RP or something I am in and just kinda clicked my profile, that happens too. Regardless, you'll come to learn that your actions have consequences. Not this one since you can always just, like, leave.

I have a few names and I don't mind being called whatever you fancy at that given time. KingofTheSpectrum, FamishedPants, ChadChadlainn. Any derivative of these is fine as well. Most tend to use Pants, however. I'm nearing my thirties and enjoy games, anime, V-tubers, and visual novels. You can find my still-obsolete list here as it contains everything important on it.

As for games particularly, I am a huge fan of Devil May Cry, Metal Gear Solid, Nier and its sequel, FFXIV, and recently, Project Wingman.I tend to lean towards shooters and action games, but I have also wasted 8+ years on League of Legends. I think the only games I tend to avoid are card games and sports games, but there can always be exceptions.

For anime, I tend to watch whatever looks entertaining. It doesn't have to be good. I've seen a lot of the generic, poor-quality isekai harems that are out there. It's difficult to remember what I actually genuinely like, but Chaika the Coffin Princess comes to mind, as well as FMA: Brotherhood. I'm currently enjoying Tokyo Revengers.

I've read my fair share of visual novels, as my list would tell you. I can't recommend going through Muv Luv Extra/Unlimited, then playing Alternative enough! Big fan of Rance, Grisaia no Kajitsu, and Demonbane as well. I could probably go on and on about them, but I'll stop here.

Also, fuck you, Broken.

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In Synphony on Highschool → 23 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


In Synphony on Highschool → 23 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Sad to hear. Grisaia is one of my favorites, very fun and I quote it almost daily. Censorship sucks.

As for the 1x1 I think that's maybe a big ask but I'll look at the collab soon
In Synphony on Highschool → 24 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Alright, yeah just a quick thing I threw together. LMK what you think.



Oh, and of course the waifu tax. Ever17 is a decent read if you like stories about people being trapped in underwater theme parks, or washing machines. It also has Tsugumi and she is bae.

In Symphony on High → 2 mos ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
J u s t i n



"They do say justice is blind..."

— Justin



Noble Spark hoped that his ally wasn't making any crazy assumptions, like a mint-condition Golden Age comic or something. He didn't intend to part with anything particularly old or valuable, which is exactly what those were. Specifically, the first edition of Wonder Woman's newest series was what he had in mind, and while he had certainly lucked out by getting one in mint condition, her expectation should be a few hundred in the best scenario.

Granted that was still a lot of potential dollars to be spending on some random Freelancer he just met, especially to be encouraging her to do her job, but he wasn't too worried about it. The lives they could potentially save with that water were worth the future hassle of finding another comic of the same quality. Probably. Hopefully.

Noble Spark looked back after dealing with the pale guard only to find that Sovereign had been claimed by the shopping cart the undead bum had been shoving toward him. It didn't seem to get very far before it slowed down to a snail's pace, and though understandably embarrassed, Sovereign was well enough to get composed and utterly annihilate the two remaining foes in their immediate area.

Gone, reduced to atoms...

Despite how obviously overkill the melody was, or really because of it, Noble Spark grinned. "Bold AND just, as is ideal!" He gave an entertained and hearty laugh, turning to face his merc-natured companion but catching the commotion coming from cultists and the truck as he did.

There was quite a bit happening all at once. One of the cultists was using his fellow cultists as human shields to avoid melodies, while another, pink-haired one was spouting lines too far away from Noble Spark for him to hear, probably for the best. His most trusted GPS ally of the fight, Bard, was... learning to fly right after slaughtering the wheels on the truck full of the water Noble Spark was concerned about. It wasn't until he noticed the boy slowing his descent with pages that he even considered the airtime wasn't intentional. Still, Bard stuck the landing, or at least the monster that was with him when he landed.

A good first edition so far!

But his appreciation of Bard and the backstory of the grunt was short-lived, as around that time, a higher-pitched scream of pain erupted from the female Esper on top of the truck, snatching his attention away.

"Accursed villains! She's been disarmed!" Noble Spark cried, outraged by the bad guys landing a solid blow. They weren't supposed to do that! Eager to pay them back for this impropriety, he acknowledged Sovereign's worry about compensation with a quick nod, then immediately burst into a sprint towards the semi.

Those bastards, haven't they ever read a comic? If you're gonna take a hero's limbs, you gotta have a name and be a credible threat! And even then, you're usually tolerated for the catharsis that comes when you get beaten!

The air in an moderate-sized area around Noble Spark surged with electricity as his righteous anger became manifest. One could only wonder how much more pronounced the effect would be if he witnessed what happened to Finn, but that was sadly not the case as he was far too focused on catching that truck.

The aspiring Winter Soldier without the cool prosthetic was holding their own it seemed, managing to force two of her opponents off the truck, or maybe that was just the truck having difficulty driving straight. Whatever caused their sudden departure from the top of the truck, he watched as they hit the ground hard, yet did not die. He hadn't intended to stop for them, but he might've been tempted had he known they were going to turn into zombie-bum-mantis chimeria hybrid things.

As he looked back to the truck he was chasing, he could no longer spot the Esper that used to be atop it. He could deduce that they likely hadn't fallen off like the Mighty Morphin' Zombie Bums, but that was about it. From his perspective, the truck was still trying to make a getaway and that wasn't gonna stop without intervention, so he prepared a melody.

Noble Spark wasn't exactly the most humble Esper, but he also didn't fancy himself Deadshot, either. He launched his blink-bolt towards the door of the semi, the intention being to teleport and either grab onto the lip of the window or the large mirror on the truck, and then see about yanking the driver out of the cab.
In Symphony on High → 2 mos ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
J u s t i n



"Justice, no matter what the price is!"

— Justin



Seems I was at Odin level when I should be at Thor for these guys.

After witnessing these hulking hobos no-sell his gunslinging ally's attacks, Noble Spark had decided it was safer to put a bit more 'oomph' into his initial melody than he might normally have. The result was a bit stronger than he intended, but beyond mild surprise at how they didn't seem to resist the melody at all, he didn't mind so much since they were zombies and he knew even Batman didn't mind killing those.

Noble Spark gave an earnest nod to his companion as she suggested not having a lengthy talk mid-fight. "How very right you are!" he agreed, having already learned talking wasn't quite the free action it was in comics in his first experience as a Freelancer.

Still, Sovereign? I wonder if she's a Wonder Woman fan?

With one foe down temporarily and two left, that meant, of course, they would split into two separate one-on-one fights. This was standard practice for any comic, so he obliged without question, focusing his attention on the one rushing him with a shopping cart.

I feel a weird sense of irony, for some reason....

But while the unDead was Rising to the challenge of facing an Esper with a very unique weapon, Noble Spark wasn't about to underestimate it. He'd heard of stranger things being used in murder cases from his father, and these guys were built like tanks. Though his will could easily withstand the weight of anything they could hit him with, his skull had a limit of about a thousand pounds.

The air around Noble Spark began to pop and crackle with a building aura of sparks as he gathered power in his hand similarly to last time. However, instead of pointing his hand at the incoming foe, he pressed his palm into his chest causing a surge while the the aura of lighting becoming far more discernible around his immediate person, as if forming some sort of barrier.

With the bolt on his attire now glowing, Noble Spark attempted to use his newfound speed and durability to juke the oncoming shopping cart and let loose a punch aimed towards the head as the hobo passed by.

"Price? How very mercenary," he replied with a netural tone. "I need..." momentarily, his eyes moved over to the rest of the larger battlefield they inhabited. The commotion from the newly-arrived cultists and the truck attempting to flee hadn't exactly escaped his notice. The truck appeared to be where the water was being stored. As much as he wanted to fight the actual robed cultists that appeared for the sake of satisfying his desire for cool comic moments in real life, he wasn't about to ignore his real reason for being here:

I need to make sure that water isn't lost!

But it was like Sovereign said: they had to beat these guys first before they could worry about that. "Need to stop that truck if our fellow Espers can't. Guns typically beat tires, so there's a mint condition Wonder Woman comic with your name in it should it come to that!" he offered, mentally patting himself on the back for finding a way to sate both his curiosity and his desire to serve the public in one moment.

In Symphony on High → 2 mos ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
J u s t i n



"Stylishly late, as a hero often is!"

— Justin


As the front of the proper convenience store finally came into view for both Noble Spark and his new Freelancer buddy, he picked up the pace, finally confident that the gunshots they were hearing were actually related to their mission and not just the natural ambience of the poorer section of Pax Septimus. In this chaotically dangerous city you never could be too sure.

Noble Spark scrutinized the scene before him as he tried to get his bearings, eye straining to ensure he was absolutely confident in what he was seeing. And... yeah, it seemed like a few unique individuals were currently engaging a large gathering of bums armed with improvised weaponry. This, he hoped, was not typical behavior of the homeless in this area. So it seemed safe to make an assumption.

Ah... man these homeless must be the 'cult' then, huh? I was hoping for the cool kind that wears robes and chants latin and then tries to summon some crazy strong demon or evil god... but I guess it wouldn't happen again so soon after the Diver...

But before he could get too disappointed at the mundane foe he was to confront, he centered his attention on the floating Esper and the girl with guns, spotting the pale guards attacking them. His eyes lit up with excitement.

Wait, are those jacked zombie bums? Now that's more like it!

While he didn't have a view of the Esper herself, Noble Spark noticed the mob of homeless seemed to have surrounded something or someone, and were raining blows down on them. He noticed another brollic bum, who began approaching the crowd wielding a fence post, clearly intending on using it on whomever was subject to that pile on.

Initially, his expression tensed and he nearly bolted straight towards for the group, but he noticed at the last second before sprinting off that a red-clad boy with goggles was preparing a melody and his attention seemed focused on that group. The fact was they were in a better position to help than Noble Spark was. There were others he could lend a hand to, like the girl with the expensive-looking guns that look like she stole them from some warlord in Africa, or the floating girl who had three people beelining for her. One of them had a design that screamed he was more important than the rest, even considering the two pale guards running beside him.

"I think we've lost enough time as is so lets just focus on making sure the others don't get overwhelmed!" and that was about all the guidance Noble Spark gave before darting off towards the sight of the pistol-wielding girl, who had just taken a piece of rebar to the back like a champ.

As he rushed to try to catch up with them, Noble Spark readied a melody as the gun-wielding girl attempted to put distance between the pale guards rushing her. A blue electricity gathered in his left hand as he squeezed it shut, and after he extended his right arm forward, towards the pale guard, it crackled as it quickly crawled to his outstretched arm and escaped from his palm as a typical bolt that would hopefully nail the leg of the one closest to this gun-toting Esper.

"Talk about being bum-rushed! But worry not, for Noble Spark has descended!" he gave a hearty and confident laugh.

In Symphony on High → 3 mos ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
The Noble Spark! And uhh...Bard?

(Hoping to be stylishly late instead of too late.)

@brokenpromise



There wasn't much need for an aspiring hero like Justin to ponder if the job posting on Shimir was worth it. He was there when the Holy Diver had caused much destruction in the short time it was manifested, leaving many dead or injured in its wake and countless without the means to survive without some form of aid. Now, that aid was being stolen by cultists. Even if there was no monetary incentive, Justin would not dare turn his back on such a perfect chance to prove his worth as a hero!

To say he was eager for the job would be an understatement. He was determined to be the first to arrive at their meeting place in front of the convenience store, hoping to get there about half an hour before they were supposed to meet. Given his experience with other Freelancers up to this point, that was more than early enough. That would be enough time to give him the chance to find a cool place to pose for when the others arrived.

Unfortunately, in his rush to get out the door, he made two mistakes, one of which wouldn't reveal itself until later. His first mistake, however, was that he had forgotten to charge his phone. By the time he realized this, he couldn't justify turning around. Unfortunately, as he had only been in Pax Septimus for a few months, he was not familiar with the area. So as he tried, poorly, to recall the directions he had last seen on his phone, he made a mistake and took a wrong turn.

...twenty minutes before their scheduled start, Noble Spark finally arrived in at the convenience store he had been seeking out. His unintentional detour cost him ten minutes off his ride and had him approach from the side, but as he looked around, seeing nobody, he grinned at the fact it hadn't cost him his spot as first to arrive or blown their surprise. That said, there was something off about the store, but he couldn't immediately place a finger on it. Deciding it was probably nothing, he shrugged and started to look for a cool place to pose in front of the store, like he had intended from the start.

It took about two minutes of searching before his second mistake began to dawn on him. Occasionally casting a glance up towards the convenience store in the hopes of maybe catching movement from the cultists, he thought it strange how the posting emphasized the poor condition the store was in, yet this one only had a few broken windows that were boarded up. There was nothing on the outside he could see that would suggest it couldn't be cleaned up in a productive weekend, and what little he could see of the interior betrayed no signs of life inside.

Strange. The posting made it sound like you could blow the store down if you really tried. I wonder if they got the right sto-

Noble Spark's eyes moved up from the sides of the store to the sign that sat atop it. His confident expression slowly faded. Though it had seen better days, the sign clearly read,

T-Tiny Mart? Wasn't there some alliteration going on with the name of the store? Oh... no.

As he started to pace, he reached into his pocket and immediately retrieved his phone, briefly forgetting it died earlier. He was reminded as soon as he tried to turn it on and was greeted with nothing but a black screen.

Ah! That's not good! I can't look cool if I'm too late to the operation!

Somewhat panicked, Noble Spark was too busy contemplating whether he could get a charge from using a lightning melody and if it would be worth the risk to pay attention to where he was going.

Bardo’s life had never been in a greater state of upheaval than it was now, and Bardo could barely summon the energy to deal with it. Slowly he walked along the sidewalk without any real care for what lay before him with his hands stuffed in his pockets, his eyes half glazed over, and his mind miles away. With a deep sigh he cast his eyes to the sky and watched as the clouds lazily passed by overhead. Things were rough right now, and he wasn’t quite sure how to handle it, let alone able to fully wrap his head around it.

Two months ago Bardo’s life was relatively standard. He was just a local college student whose family had been in Pax Septimus for generations living with his grandmother and helping her while attending school. He was always going to the roller rink after school, watching Tobikatte Kira videos and shows when possible, and really anything a normal college kid would do. Then, around a month and a half ago, his life was changed forever. Bardo came into possession of a grimiore, a dark tome which almost seemed to eat the surrounding light, while exploring a haunted library on a dare.

Ever since that day things had started getting a little bit out of control. Apparently he was now something called an ‘Esper’ and that came with a whole bag of crazy that he still hadn’t quite wrapped his head around. A weird app he’d found suddenly on his phone, shimir, was somewhat helpful in figuring out what crazy course his life had taken, but not completely. A sigh welled up out from deep in Bardo’s chest as his gaze came level once more with the street. There, a few blocks further down, a convenience mart stood which Bardo was pretty sure was where he was supposed to be going. But these days he wasn’t really sure of anything.

With another sigh he cast his eyes back towards the sky and tried to get a handle on what was going on. After all that craziness that had gone down a few weeks ago Bardo hadn’t really been out much. Beyond the fact that it was terrifying to experience on its own, Bardo’s elderly grandmother hadn’t been doing too well prior and was certainly doing much worse after. As a result most of Bardo’s free time was taken caring for her and trying to ensure she was comfortable, which led to him eventually having to get more water for her, which of course led him to realizing there was an issue with the supply.

Of course luck would have it that checking shimir revealed a job related to the sudden water crisis, and Bardo felt like it might have been some sorta sick joke that he’d have to participate rather than care for his grandmother. Things had become very very complicated in Bardo’s life over these last few weeks and mentally Bardo wasn’t dealing too well. Regardless though grandma needed water and the only way to get that water was to get back the truck that had been stolen. So even though Bardo really didn’t want to do much of anything right now he still found himself pulling closer and closer to the store.

Bardo was so wrapped up in his own head with his eyes lost to the clouds, it almost seemed like he was fated to experience a head on collision with another equally distracted fellow who was walking along Bardo’s path.

While the collision wasn't enough to knock either man off their feet, Noble Spark was essentially power walking by the time they met quite literally head-to-head. It likely felt like running into a wall for both parties.

Noble Spark grunted in surprise as he stumbled backward a couple of steps. Rubbing his head, he shot an irritated look at the person. "Hey, I'm walking here!" Initially expecting a cultist despite his suspicion he wasn't in the right area, his tone was fairly aggressive, but it softened when he noticed the blindfold. "What are you doing all the way out here? Don't suppose you're looking for water?"

Bardo stumbled back as well, taking the brunt of the collision to his jaw as he struggled to maintain balance. With a slight grunt of frustration, mostly at himself, Bardo shrugged his shoulders in response and tried to maintain a level tone in his response, “What of it? Who are you? My bad, by the way, I was a tad distracted.”

In response to being asked his name, the blonde-haired Esper laughed heartily and stowed his dead phone in his pocket. "Trouble yourself not, I must share the blame for my attention was also not on the path I was walking. Noble Spark, at your service, my blind friend! The Jolt of Justice that Pax Septimus needs, now more than ever! And how might I address you?"

Bardo was taken aback at first, reaching towards his face, “Oh I’m not bl…well, it’s complicated.” He said, catching himself from trying to launch into a long explanation. He didn’t even quite fully understand it himself yet anyways. “I’m…uhhh that’s not your real name is it? I guess I shouldn’t share mine either… listen I’m kind of new at this whole thing, just call me Bard for now, I guess. Work in progress. Umm didn’t you say something about water? I was actually looking for that, is this the place?”

"Ah, I see! Your eyes have only recently opened to the truth of the world, huh? Or, well, I am sure you catch my meaning even if I suppose my wording could be better," Noble Spark awkwardly shifted his posture a bit, apparently still under the impression Bard was blind. "...Anyway, it sounds like we're both here for the same reason: getting that water back from the cultists and into the hands of the people who genuinely need it!" his loud voice deflated a bit as Bard asked if they were in the right place. "...unfortunately, I fear we may have ended up at the wrong abandoned convenience store...I curse my unfamiliarity with the area, this spark of justice is not native to Pax Septimus. And although my heart is unyielding in the pursuit of what is right, my phone, regrettably, does not have quite the unbreakable will or battery."

Bardo laughed awkwardly, a little thrown off by Noble Spark’s demeanor. Regardless, Bardo didn’t really have much of a plan B since he was in the wrong place and perhaps this fellow could help him figure out this shimir app a tad bit better as well. A few other tips and tricks might not hurt either, with a shrug Bardo decided to go with his gut. “Yeah, I’m relatively new. Still learning the ropes so to say, anyways your phone’s dead, right? Is that what you meant? Mine’s not, I have it right here, think you can get us pointed in the right direction?” Bardo asked, casually tossing his phone over to Noble Spark.

"And at the darkest moment, a guiding light appears!" Noble Spark caught the phone with a laugh, and then immediately opened the Shimir app. After confirming that it was, in fact, MicroMart they were supposed to head to, he set the phone to give them directions to it before tossing it back to its owner. "You're a lifesaver, maybe even literally! It's there. The place we were meant to be at. As unfortunate as it is to say, even if we hurry we will likely be a few minutes late. But thanks to you, it won't be by much! I owe you a favor for the save once we've dealt with the cultists, Bard."

Bardo caught the phone and shrugged once more, trying not to seem too eager to get back on the road, “It’s okay, I’m not in a huge hurry…I mean I am! I am just nervous, I haven’t taken any jobs before, I’m only doing this one because I need to. I need some of the water for someone else. Anyways actually that reminds me, we really should probably get a move on. Phone says this way!” Seeming to renew his vigor upon remembering why he was originally here, Bardo turned in the direction they were supposed to be going in and gestured along to Noble Spark.

“Would you like to team up? Or travel together? I uhhh, ya know I don’t really know what I’m doing, wouldn’t mind the assistance. If that’s cool with you I mean.” Bardo did his best to remain casual, waiting to see what Noble Spark would say before heading out.

Noble Spark strode up to his side and gave him an affirming nod, ready to follow. "Of course! It need not even be said. I understand your plight. The earliest days are the most intense and disorienting, and these grimoires don't come with much in the way of an instruction manual to make it any better. Together, we'll knock some sense into those cultists and get the water back, easy."

Wanting to waste no more time than they already had, Noble Spark urged Bard to lead the way as the two finally made their way towards the right abandoned convenience store this time. Hopefully they'd be there in time to do something next cycle.
In Symphony on High → 3 mos ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
In Symphony on High → 3 mos ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
I have added a PR special. Let me know what you think. :)
In Symphony on High → 3 mos ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
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