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@Spirit me too friend, me too. @Rin, oh, so you meant that..... that would certainly be great. If FGO does gather enough people, it'd be great to play the novels again
9 yrs ago
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@Spirit me too friend, me too. @Rin, oh, so you meant that..... that would certainly be great. If FGO does gather enough people, it'd be great to play the novels again
9 yrs ago
@Rin Are we just not counting FGO USA? Or do you mean like a full release of all the content on the Japanese version? lol
9 yrs ago
Trying to get back into things around here.
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10 yrs ago
FE:Fates is collecting dust in the sidelines while I'm busy Responses won't come until tomorrow Sorry to all of you whom I RP with. Feel free to godmod my characters as it seems fit
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10 yrs ago
Not gonna be around much today. Tests have finally hit me full force. Sorry to all my RP's.
"I do believe I get what you are saying, yes. Zones... well, in short, you just want us to stay out of each other's way, yes~?" He sung. "I can do that, yes. And don't worry, I usually just stare at myself or at me enemies in battle. I tend to forget about those I'm working with so that they too can do their part~"
As always, he spoke with great confidence of his skills, even if the man before him was a rank above him.
He took yet another sip out of his milk, only to discover that there was no more milk in his cup. Shame.
"I've never been one for an stealthy approach anyway~, but I can indeed say that I am indeed a swift shinobi. Quick action is kind of my specialty." He said with a small smile. A dozen or so of enemies shouldn't be much of a problem with you and me together." He nodded again.
"Some advice for when you are fighting alongside me? Well, if you start seeing water sprout out of either my hands or staff, don't try to touch it. It usually ends up in severed fingers~" He said with the same smile as always.
He was done with his dinner as well, so he stood back up and sang, "Gochisou-sama~"
He too returned the tray to its rightful place.
"Well, that was certainly informative. Thank you very much, Kat." He bows down. For now, I shall retire to my own quarters and get some sleep. A tired shinobi is no good at all~ Sweet dreams~" He turned on his heel and left for his excuse of a dorm, while waving goodbye at Katsuro.
Well, it was time to get some sleep, or he wouldn't be able to fight at his best tomorrow.
With the addition of another voice who identified the other one as Nori, Anzai now knew the names and faces of his teammates. Good.
He simply nodded after Seijo invited all of them to their table, of course, taking note of what Seijo said before about his arrogance. His eyebrows perked upwards.
"It is not arrogance, milady. Merely confidence. Arrogance would've gotten me killed in no time, and I apologize for my disrespectful comment a bit ago. I wish not to be cross with someone such as you." He was quick to apologize, bowing down and everything as Seijo left his zone.
He turned to Yudai after what Nori said.
"Then again, being humble can prove as disastrous as being arrogant, Yudai-sama." He directed his gaze to Yudai. "Understimating one's own skills is never wise, neither is it holding them in high regard. I hope you will at least remember these words."
He nodded with the ghost of a smile in his face, and then turned to Nori to answer his question.
"I was born blind, indeed. My abilities, however, have permitted me to see beyond the range of what eyes would permit me to." He smiles, this time a lot more noticeable than any other time. It made him proud to be able to talk about his ability and let others know about it.
"I can see you, and I don't need a cane to walk." He pulls his cane up and then unsheaths the sword concealed in there. "As you can see, this is my weapon. I call it the Silent Death. You'll be seeing much of it in the oncoming mission."
"Now, would you like to discuss strategy?" The man picked up some more meat with his fork and brought it to his mouth. That was the last of his meal and his tray was now clean. "Or would you prefer to get some rest just like Tametomo-sama?"
@Sarcelle Renard And I kind of forgot to mention you back there, so that you see what I wrote before, I'm mentioning you now in this shameless double post.
Ah yes, sorry about that. I just kind of hoped that everyone would've played Shin Mosho no Nazo, since the selection process will be really similar to that.
Firstly, the knights will be put in squads. After being put in squads, their skills will be tested in several ways, all of them including how they deal with different adversities and enemies. So, yes, you will confront other squads in tournaments too.
The one with the best score will be the Royal Guard, and though I do intend for our characters to be the royal guard, it will all depend on the performance of the players when in the tests, going all the way from teamwork to individual skills and tactical thinking.
Today was the inauguration of the Onshoukai and boy, was Kazuki excited, not to mention anxious.
He jumped several times in place with the same excited grin in his face, without fading away even for a second.
The classes had already ended. Hurried footsteps echoed through the hallways as the students hurried for their own clubs.
Outside in the trackfields, people could be seen running while shouting 'FIGHT-O! FIGHT-O!'.
Some others were playing football in the field nearby, and they too were shouting, 'Pass, pass! Shoot! Nice pass!'.
There was also the faint sound of people moving around with their sneakers in the gym not too far away from the fields.
The orange light of the afternoon filtered into the room, making for a relaxing tone of orange that enveloped the room. It was quiet too, and even the faintest of sounds could be made out.
Really peaceful and calm... were it not for the excitable redhead standing at the center of the room and fiddling with everything he could get his hands on.
He had some snacks, like fries and even some traditional Japanese sweets, and drinks, including soda, beer and juice, for whoever might come this way, and he nervously moved them all across the table to find just the perfect place for them.
Even if the people coming were just did it because they were curious, or even if they were only new students looking for something to pass time with, Kazuki wanted them to stay there even if it is only for the refreshments.
Unlike other clubs, he wasn't about to invite his new club members for a round of drinks, but he did have some alcohol he secretly managed to get into the school with some help of a fellow music loving professor, who was also the one making the rounds for the floor the clubroom was in.
However, the amount of alcohol he had brought with himself wasn't much. He didn't want his club members getting drunk and sloppy.
The reason for this was fairly simple and straightforward. His microphone was right in front of the table the school had given him, it should be fairly obvious for anyone joining this club because they saw the 'Music Appreciation' bit of the title.
The room had walls of a boring brown color, a gray rug, a table standing at the center and two sofas (procured by Kazuki, must be added) stacked against the wall.
It was rather simple, but that was only their clubroom, where they'd spent their lax time.
The main dish would be the Recording Room Kazuki was allowed to use for whenever they needed to practice, after making a really convincing case of how they could actually disturb the other clubs with the sound they would make.
The radio club only had activities during the morning and lunchbreaks, so the recording room was theirs from the afternoon onwards and until the campus had to close their doors, which was fairly late too (around eight or so).
He had the key for the recording room, his trusty microphone, several refreshments and a lot of free time in his hands. The perks of not having a girlfriend, perhaps.
He just hoped that everyone else also brought their instruments with themselves, so they could get to practicing right away.
"All right...! This is going to be the best band ever, I'm sure of it." He said to himself with fire in his eyes.
Now, if only people started showing up...
"Now!" He turned to the door every now and then, to see if someone actually showed up.