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7 yrs ago
Who here likes cuddles?
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7 yrs ago
If your girl can't crack your skull between her thighs then whats the point of even being a human being.
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8 yrs ago
Identities are confusing to figure out.
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8 yrs ago
How do wing.
8 yrs ago
Omae wa mou shindeiru.
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Bio

Well hello.

I guess I should introduce myself, huh.

I'm Gardevoiran, just some schmuck going to college and working towards getting a degree in Fine Arts.

I do commissions and what-not, and you can ask me to do a commission for you through my Discord (Gardevoiran #1429) or up here through RPGuild PMs, and I receive donations and payment through my Ko-fi page. Clicking the box right below here will take you to it.



I'm a nerd. I play Pokemon religiously, I dabble in some anime, I write up here, and I love watching incredibly awful movies and just making fun of them. Specifically things like "Leo the Lion" and what not.

I don't have much else to say, so I guess I can leave you guys with a really bad joke.

"What do you call a cow with two legs?"
"Lean beef."

Most Recent Posts

Yuno - Running Late

"Shit shit shit shit-" Yuno swore as she saw the time. She was late for her meeting! Did she have time to put on a better shirt? No, fuck an actual shirt, her tanktop would have to do. Thankfully, she had her leather jacket, so a problem presented itself with a solution yet again. Yuno grabbed her bag on her way out as she rushed to the rendezvous point, scared out of her mind what her partner would think of her.

On the way, Yuno sifted through her partner's information as she prepared herself for what she was about to get into.

Lietner, Grant. Alright, not the worst name in the world at least.

Antisocial and unemotional...? What did that mean specifically though?

Two quin- WAIT TWO? This guy was quite the achiever! Would she even be able to compare to hi- no. He was first class and he was only 32. Damn.

She stepped outside of the building and saw the smoking man, and it took a second for her to realize it was him. "You must be Grant! Sorry for being late, I-I got sidetracked in personal affairs." That was slightly a lie. She was playing Jenga by herself and just seeing how tall of a tower she could make using the blocks provided. Twenty-seven rows wasn't that bad, was it?

A soft digitized noise played from Bonesword's shield as he felt the ground shake and something roar nearby. Nothing he really worried about right now, though. At least, he didn't have a reason to worry about it right now. He'd be able to hide if things went awry, or better yet, he could try and take it on... no... not right now, anyway. His secret weapon had to be around halfway here, so he had to hold out for just a bit longer.

Right now, he was concerned with that Khaine guy he met in the Oblivion Dungeon and whoever he was engaging. The crabs kept leaking shards of gold and such, possibly magical artifacts as well, but the real thing here was the power that Khane had. The red lightning was not a good sign of things to come, and even though Bonesword didn't like Heaven, he didn't have a quarrel with them either. He despised demons and Hell alike though, so there was that.

Bonesword sifted through his bag, simply full of swords, and pulled one out. The Vulcan Yew wouldn't work well in this situation, but Bonesword could still throw his swords efficiently. He'd just have to aim true. After a moment or two of aiming, the skeleton threw the ordinary sword at Khaine, the blade cutting through the water like one of those child torpedoes, and the sword aiming for the back of Khaine's neck. It was on target for a hit, but how effective would it be in the long run?


4 ROUNDS
*Not a boss*
"... werebear." Maggy filled in the right word for you as you feel the ground rumble yet again, more intensely this time. You can hear Jen shouting even louder, followed by Brock's faint voice as he shouts back angrily. Those two argue like a married couple.
Anomaly
Isolation Ward


Xoxi nodded with a smile as one of her hands removed the name tag off of the lab coat she was wearing and she extended it to Yamada. "I wouldn't mind that. It felt good getting rid of all those emotions." The back of her mind raced with thoughts now that it wasn't cleared. Was she gonna be the odd man out, constantly receiving sessions like this? Not that she would mind, since this session was rather helpful at least. Plus, she had the feeling a higher power sort of... enjoyed this situation.

Xoxi did, however, have one question she needed answering. "Where's Knight and the rest?"
"Skinner calm the hell down, would you? I'm barely seeing straight..." Maggy says a bit aggressively as she hugs the bear over her, patting him on the side. "I'm glad you're okay, dad."

You feel the ground shake slightly as something hits the wall of the stronghold, but you don't know what and you can't tell what it is. You can hear Jen on the outside screaming something, but again, you don't know what she's screaming.

Aithwale looks at you before doing a series of charades. He points to Maggy at first with a roar vaguely along the lines of the word "Person". Then he points to the moon. Lastly, he pats his chest once more. Toby is not good at charades, apparently.
Lorenzo of Windor


There was a problem presented to Lorenzo. How was he going to get to the door? He was in this situation a few times before, and this was certainly not the last time. Thankfully, this time around, he had been prepared. Lorenzo looked over at the good three feet of cord attached to the bottom of his chair legs, tied securely. A decently-loud whistle was enough to get Martyrdom's attention as the hound grabbed onto the rope with his teeth and pulled the man's chair to the door. It was a bit tough, but less tough than it should have been considering Lorenzo's... condition. He'd lost a bit of weight recently, not from his leg loss, but from the depression that followed preventing him from feeling like he needed to eat. He always did at the end of the day to keep his mother from worrying, but he hardly ate much else. Regardless, his diet was steadily returning to normal.

Lorenzo opened the door to his cottage and was greeted by the face of a new man. One he'd never met before. "... hello, sir." Funnily enough, this was the first person Lorenzo had met since the accident. Others came by, but his mother always pushed them away as to not disturb his healing. A bit of a shame, but she was doing what was best for him and his art, he supposed. Not that the multiple paintings in the room meant much to him, they were all hideous.
Aith pats his chest before pointing at the moon one more time, following up by patting his chest once more.

You hear Maggy groan as she seemingly wakes up, her breathing light but present and her eye opening up. "... w-wuh... what happened?"


Edit: Finally made this CS for a setting I have no prior knowledge of... again... oh boy.
Aithwale growls like he isn't fond of that plan. Not that it would really work anyway, considering the only person that would be able to fit out that window would likely by Maggy. She looks like an even shorter elf coupled with a petite frame, making her likely able to fit in a 2'x2' space. Maybe a little bigger. It's weird.

Regardless, Aithwale keeps pointing to the moon through the growls and through Maggy's snore.
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