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Current Going in a trip over the weekend. Will be back on Sunday, probably no RP posts until then
9 yrs ago
>That awkward moment when you learn the religious revival movement you were headin was actually a vehicle for a Lovecraftian Abomination masquerading as a God to jack your body and take over the world
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9 yrs ago
>That moment when you realize that you can only do fandom RPs because you're bad at original characters. This is what I get for never playing DnD
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Alexis had little inclination towards any particular form of breakfast, so Daniel went with the easy option. Namely, Waffle House. He started towards it, but paused to wait for her to catch up as she went for a hairband inside the truck, pulling her hair into a ponytail before she caught up with his slow pace. He sped up a bit once she did, moving for the yellow roofed restaurant, that had some light traffic from truckers and those seeking a cheap meal.

"Maybe,' he acknowledged with a shrug. "I'm not a mind reader. But even if they are, it'll be a pretty wide area to cover even if they do have a general direction of where we're going. We should have some time." He held the door open for her to walk through before following and taking a seat himself across from her. He reached for a menu and looked it over, while also commenting. "Get whatever you want. Don't want to travel on an empty stomach."

He mused in thought,, as a waitress came up to their table. "I'll have two pancakes, some sausage, and skim milk," he said, looking to Alexis for what she would order. Once she said, the waitress would move off, and they would have some time to wait, listening to the conversations of those nearby, the radio, and just enjoying the calm after the storm.
And on my own end, I suppose glorious justice bringers will be in some other part of the citadel, doing justice...things.
Hm, interested in ideas 3, 4, or 5. Not specifically sure on fandom's yet, but hey, there's a lot out there. Deciding on a specific idea would probably help, eh. PM me if you can.
Ultimatum Citadel has swank.
So yeah, why bother blowing up the cave when you can make it collapse in on itself with a black hole? Thomas's only regret is that neither Joshua nor Reno/Oner were around to see.
The discussion was settled, and Thomas waited as Calhoun laid down the plan and what they each had to do. He didn't consider his own position of leadership in this, but merely listened, observed how she acted. Now Calhoun, she was a real leader, so much more than he was. She could listen, yet was firm when she had to be, and commanded respect. He failed in the last two of the three, when apparently the only decisions he could actually make for them were ones that didn't matter really, and people even had to clarify the things he said. Ignore whatever attraction Felix had for the Sergeant, he just wanted to be able to be in charge like her.

They split up then, each going off to their designated spot for the mission they were given. With Ralph, Calhoun, and Amaya, Thomas followed along to one of the holes in the ground that housed those Cy-Bug eggs, and a lot at that. Thomas listened to the rest and their discussion of what to do about it, and he nodded as Calhoun approached him about doing a spell to try and collapse everything so they might not be able to hatch. "I think I can do one better actually," he replied, but let Amaya say her piece before he did anything.

"I guess," he said with a shrug, stepping back to let Shiva do her thing if she was going to Once that had been done, and the place was covered with a thick layer of ice and snow, he stepped forward to the entrance and summoned his Keyblade. He raised it and pointed it inside the entrance, taking a deep breath and concentrating on the magic he wanted to use, trying to draw on the methods he had learned from Serin, except with a different spell. "Black Hole," he said, almost angrily, and a ball of black gathered on the tip of his Keyblade, which shook from the exertion needed to hold it up, and, unbeknownst to everyone else, the power that flowed from his dark wound to the spell itself, the visceral power adding to the entropic effect of the spell.

With a flourish he released the spell, black ball spinning forward to hover in the middle of the cave. It pulsated, rippled, as the ground and air itself shook from the fluctuating gravity, pulses of gravitic energy pulling on everything in reach, sucking it towards the black hole that now formed in the middle of the cave, crackling blue lightning and giving off visible shockwaves. If it worked, the powerful gravitational energy of the spell would bring the whole thing crashing down. Who knew, it might even swallow a few eggs as well.

He gasped as his hold on the spell, the magic, was released, it taking a bite out of him in terms of mana and energy, and he couldn't help but breath a bit heavier. That was not what he had been expecting at all, and in the aftermath his dark wound tingled, like when your arm fell asleep and you tried to move it again. Not painful, just weird. But to see he could do that magic, it was confirmation enough that he was indeed growing stronger. "So, how was that," he asked, looking to the rest of the group with a grin.
Bump. Looking for fandoms, don't be afraid to PM me
Suggestion: All other characters should put Ba'al in charge of whatever civilization we create, then bow down and worship him as he deserves.

Seriously though, looking forward to this
Just remember kids. Don't accept gifts from Ba'al. They have a habit of exploding.
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