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6 yrs ago
Current If it doesn't hurt it's not spicy enough.
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7 yrs ago
Chopsticks?
7 yrs ago
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
7 yrs ago
Lol, site says I have no friends- wait a minute... I have no friends? Sad now.
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7 yrs ago
Hair.
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Bio

The years behind me grow and become brighter whilst the years ahead shrink and become dimmer, providing me an excellent opportunity to use the word 'whilst'. Now I'm tired and can't think of anything else funny to say. Let's see, classy info dump should do. I am FlitterFaux this time around, I tend to get horribly busy (still am) and leave the guild sometimes for years at a time but I just can't stay away forever. I'm not awesome enough for advanced but fast paced one lining does not work for me either so casual is juuusst right. I'm a lady, possibly past 29 but don't ask which 29th birthday I'm at, I like rainbows which is good because they're hard to escape in Hawaii, I like fantasy and sci fi with liberal sprinklings of horror and drama, and I'm tired again. I'll finish the rest later. Edit: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold the phone. I can start a private conversation... with myself!? Epic. Truly epic.

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Oh Mat you poor thing... It's OK though, Alex is there, Alex is good people. Nine foot tall paper golem might help, too. Even if it is rainbow colored (?) and named Fizzlesticks. Adorable.
An interesting proposal. I assumed we would all be just politely not screen hack/meta game but I'm a big fan of mysteries and surprises. I am wondering how it would work, doing things like that. In any case I think Az is asleep, as I should be too.
Welcome to the party @thewizardguy hope you enjoy :3

Feeling pretty sick all, gonna get some sleep..
Welcome back, I'm glad you're not dead. Yeah that's where my mind goes when people dissappear...
That works for me cause I can't even express, I mean there are no words, or they just fail me, something.

I'm very tired.

Edit: Situation improved :3
It's looking like it might turn out three teams with two players and an NPC each? Hope we see Lester again, I'm kinda fond of that asshole.

Not going to be very available tomorrow and I might come home dead. Day after should see improvements to my situation though :3
Idk, after the incident Madock was in and how he responded to it, Alex isn't going to be very keen about teaming up with him.


Mmm, right I guess that only makes sense. I have a bad habit of jumping to conclusions, need to work on that. Well I'm interested to see how things unfold in any case :3
Yrhen Oharra

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@HeartlessNobody @hagroden


There was a subtle shift in the air behind Yrhen while she was speaking to Alex, and it made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She was definitely not fond of people coming up that close behind her; it was rarely, if ever, a good thing. As she finished her last sentence and before she could round on the person behind her, they spoke up. She cringed at the voice, recognizing it instantly as that of the Holliday boy. She looked over her shoulder and her scowl deepened.

He noticed. Of course he noticed, it's one of his family's own works. In that case how could he not notice? Curse it all, how do I get him off my back? Maybe he might only remember the gun and not who he sold it to? No. I'm never that lucky.

"What kind of a stupid question is that? I did what I had to do to make improvements. The bipod and a third of that wood was just extra weight. Then I had to add springs and cushioning to the stock. Maybe consider the punishing recoil in the future if you want them to sell better."

Was that too harsh?

"Though... despite those flaws i suppose it is the best rifle I've ever owned."

Now I sound too nice.

"Now stop pestering us, we're busy looking for a third to round out our team."

Just right.
As for Berke, yeah, I wholeheartedly agree. :3

Looks like it's gonna be Alex, Madock, and Yrhen for now? Alex said he was best at range, so three shooters? Sounds like a fireteam to me.

Edit: I think I might try to make a small post tonight for Yrhen's initial reaction to Madock, then I should cool it and wait for an Alex post.
Yrhen Oharra

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@hagroden



This is getting... almost creepy. His personality is almost just like Pe'pe, on top of everything else.

Listening and watching very carefully Yrhen's decision was made on his level of competence. And she knew she definitely needed this guy on her team before someone else tried to steal him away. Even if he was a psychopath or some other kind of deviant behind that smile, right now she needed someone reliable like this. But she knew she couldn't look too eager; such a thing was an easily exploitable weakness after all.

Twelve years? I only have about eight under my belt. And I bet he's familiar with more than just a few different models. And seven years of gravity magic? That must take way more energy than my own techniques. I couldn't even attempt something like that without passing out. The way he talks, and how easy that levitation looked for him... formal training? Dammit, I should have known! It looks like I'm the useless one after all.

Yrhen kept her thoughts and emotions off her face thanks to a lifetime of practice, but her confidence had taken another dive. If this was just the first person she met and he had that much more experience than her, how well trained were the others? She dropped her duffel on the ground in front of her and knelt down to open it. She started taking out her weapons and ammunition. Bet that train conductor would have had a fit if he knew I was carrying all this on me.

"I suppose you'll do, Alex. You can call me Oharra. And it should be obvious what I do."

She grabbed an enormous thirteen millimeter round from her bag and took her rifle off her shoulder. She looked up pointedly as she loaded the bullet in a practiced, efficient motion. She then went back to retrieving and checking her backup weaponry, which included an unusual piece, a sharpened steel boomerang. At the same time she took these things out she hastily grabbed her own hand-me-down condenser and stuffed that into a pocket. It was a very old model her grandparents used, with far less capacity than modern Condensers. She would prefer not to advertise the fact that most of her equipment was low budget.

"I prefer to conserve my magic when a bullet will do. I don't do show and tell." More like I can't afford to demonstrate...

As soon as she had everything in its proper place she stood and slung her rifle over her shoulder again.

"Third member. Need someone who's not a complete idiot."
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