I can start. It'd make more sense anyway.
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>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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>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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<Snipped quote by The 42nd Gecko>
I'm comparing this to Shadow the Edgehogs story.
...Is it bad that I liked the Shadow the Hedgehog video game? I mean, for all it's flaws, it did a pretty good job of being a Sonic game. Namely you went fast, you killed things, and if you wanted a particular ending you were a bit more careful with what you killed.
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Man, apparently I need to step up my game so that I can have a cult following too. 
I only have that one magical girl dystopia game that really went anywhere.
I only have that one magical girl dystopia game that really went anywhere. 
Name: Kevin Reynolds
Gender: Male
Bio: Kevin is a recent arrival in the Hoenn region, having moved there from Kanto. Here he hopes to leave behind his past, as a member of Team Rocket before it was defeated by Red and disbanded. He's calm, patient, able to put up with a lot, and he generally wants to keep his head down and set up a life here away from all the danger of being a criminal. Whether that happens though, is another story.
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-Trick
-Male
-Hasty
-Hunter
-Male
-Bold
Maybe he'll appear again one day. Watching. Waiting.
Just like the Jester. :V
Alex is inside, the heist has begin.
Alex had made his way near one of the wings of the castle, by an open air garden that also had some sort of miniature hedge maze inside, which would serve as a suitable obstruction for the guards watching the place. Not perfect, of course, but good enough to get closer to the Citadel than he might otherwise have gotten. Which was good for him, and he had spent some time loitering and observing guard patterns, to find the perfect opportunity.
Really, this was a stupid decision. He hadn't done any major prep work, and who knew what sorts of defenses were inside? For a day like this there could be a veritable army in wait, and it wasn't as if he had something related to invisibility, or backup. Going alone into the Citadel was a suicide mission, as anyone would be able to tell him without a second thought.
Still, he had to do it, at least in his mind. He had come this far, and there would be no turning back for him. If he succeeded then he would be legendary, a folk figure to hold the imagination, even if it ended up getting him arrested or killed. At the very least he would be known and remembered, and that was what he wanted. Compared to that, the actual physical outcome would be nothing.
Before he could move, the Imperator arrived.
His gaze was held in place by an aura of sheer authority that radiated from her, casting foolishness on his idea. He planned to rob from her?!? He had to be insane. Yet he couldn't help but notice how everyone watched her as she spoke, decrying the Librarian and voicing their peace and prosperity. He could really care less about the Librarian, but the fact that no one was paying attention was interesting.
Then her words registered, earning a grin on his part as the crowd exploded into murmurs of confusion. A treasure hunt? He could get behind that.
But now, while everyone's attention was on the Imperator, it was time to move! He wouldn't get a better opportunity. So with a quick gesture and word he activated his tome, wooden escrima sticks slid into his grip. With them ready he jumped, making a quick wave with his Tome. After a second he could feel a platform of solid air materialize, pushing him up and forward as he spanned the distance from the ground to the open window. He bent, curled, and cleared the opening present with nary a hitch.
Landing in a roll, he glanced around the small study that he was now in. He'd made it inside the Citadel itself, something that sent a thrill through him. He was here, and he was doing it. Rising, he brushed himself off and stepped to the door, peeking out before moving stealthily into the hallway outside. Now then, time to get to work and see if he could find something interesting. It was now or never.
Really, this was a stupid decision. He hadn't done any major prep work, and who knew what sorts of defenses were inside? For a day like this there could be a veritable army in wait, and it wasn't as if he had something related to invisibility, or backup. Going alone into the Citadel was a suicide mission, as anyone would be able to tell him without a second thought.
Still, he had to do it, at least in his mind. He had come this far, and there would be no turning back for him. If he succeeded then he would be legendary, a folk figure to hold the imagination, even if it ended up getting him arrested or killed. At the very least he would be known and remembered, and that was what he wanted. Compared to that, the actual physical outcome would be nothing.
Before he could move, the Imperator arrived.
His gaze was held in place by an aura of sheer authority that radiated from her, casting foolishness on his idea. He planned to rob from her?!? He had to be insane. Yet he couldn't help but notice how everyone watched her as she spoke, decrying the Librarian and voicing their peace and prosperity. He could really care less about the Librarian, but the fact that no one was paying attention was interesting.
Then her words registered, earning a grin on his part as the crowd exploded into murmurs of confusion. A treasure hunt? He could get behind that.
But now, while everyone's attention was on the Imperator, it was time to move! He wouldn't get a better opportunity. So with a quick gesture and word he activated his tome, wooden escrima sticks slid into his grip. With them ready he jumped, making a quick wave with his Tome. After a second he could feel a platform of solid air materialize, pushing him up and forward as he spanned the distance from the ground to the open window. He bent, curled, and cleared the opening present with nary a hitch.
Landing in a roll, he glanced around the small study that he was now in. He'd made it inside the Citadel itself, something that sent a thrill through him. He was here, and he was doing it. Rising, he brushed himself off and stepped to the door, peeking out before moving stealthily into the hallway outside. Now then, time to get to work and see if he could find something interesting. It was now or never.
Ooh, a mass treasure hut!
Well, there is a lot of treasure in the Citadel :D
Well, there is a lot of treasure in the Citadel :D
Ruiko Saten, New York City, Arcadia-1
While there had still been some doubts as to her future course in Ruiko's mind, the statement by the Ethereal to her banished them in an instant as anger flared. It wasn't his fault, since he couldn't know the mess of emotions nor the context that such memories existed in, but it hit a sore point for her.
How could she forget the beginning of this all, her friends deriding the Level Upper as 'the easy way', as if it was only used by people who didn't want to do the hard work of developing their abilities on their own. Even Uiharu didn't understand, couldn't understand the pressure she had been under, as someone who had gone to Academy City explicitly to become an Esper, and then faced with failure at each and every attempt. She wasn't trying to cheat, or to sidestep the process needed to become an Esper. It was just that when everything else had failed, and she was faced with her own weakness and with how powerless she was, how could she stop from using the only thing that seemed to give her a chance? And it had worked.
"We'll see," she shot back with a growl, hands clenching as irrational anger surged through her. But she didn't let it overpower her as she turned to face Nova. "Alright. I'll come with you." Not an easy choice, but in the end there had been no doubt about the decision.
While there had still been some doubts as to her future course in Ruiko's mind, the statement by the Ethereal to her banished them in an instant as anger flared. It wasn't his fault, since he couldn't know the mess of emotions nor the context that such memories existed in, but it hit a sore point for her.
How could she forget the beginning of this all, her friends deriding the Level Upper as 'the easy way', as if it was only used by people who didn't want to do the hard work of developing their abilities on their own. Even Uiharu didn't understand, couldn't understand the pressure she had been under, as someone who had gone to Academy City explicitly to become an Esper, and then faced with failure at each and every attempt. She wasn't trying to cheat, or to sidestep the process needed to become an Esper. It was just that when everything else had failed, and she was faced with her own weakness and with how powerless she was, how could she stop from using the only thing that seemed to give her a chance? And it had worked.
"We'll see," she shot back with a growl, hands clenching as irrational anger surged through her. But she didn't let it overpower her as she turned to face Nova. "Alright. I'll come with you." Not an easy choice, but in the end there had been no doubt about the decision.
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