I'm trying to write too ;w;
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STATUS: Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while. 5 yrs ago
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Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while.
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Hark, it seems I am in dire need of medical attention that is easily accessible by specialized containers we call medical bags.
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no one cares about christmas. What is important is how we let some strange old man in red in our house depositing mysterious packages and never question him for it
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instructions unclear, snorted all the dicks
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Yes. Its very unlikely to have Varus with his super emotion blast explosion to have the composure to develop a protective shield with his ability. So its either an enchantment on the grounds itself, another effect from the poison the headdudeman poisoned the students with, or a powerful ESPer in the school itself.
So i got to thinking. Maybe that shield isn't Varus' work. It could be the effect of an enchantment on the grounds itself. In fact, I am about 90 percent sure about it.
Sod it all. I'll just power through that block, and hopefully I can write better on my next post.
Clarence Belle
"Naive!"
With a flourish, Clarence scrunched up her eyebrows in her tank, licking her lips as she started to really get into her character. In response, the Luna Fighter did the same flourish, before twin machineguns mounted in the head opened fire on the missiles, exploding them midflight.
"I'm not done yet!"
With a powerful leap, she jumped on a building, then using its wall as a springboard to jump again, all verniers at full thrust. She did not reach the top however, she overshot it by several meters, putting her squarely above the spider. Reacting quickly, she emptied her clip onto the spider mech.
"Naive!"
With a flourish, Clarence scrunched up her eyebrows in her tank, licking her lips as she started to really get into her character. In response, the Luna Fighter did the same flourish, before twin machineguns mounted in the head opened fire on the missiles, exploding them midflight.
"I'm not done yet!"
With a powerful leap, she jumped on a building, then using its wall as a springboard to jump again, all verniers at full thrust. She did not reach the top however, she overshot it by several meters, putting her squarely above the spider. Reacting quickly, she emptied her clip onto the spider mech.
Amateurs. I refresh the page constantly AND browse youtube at the SAME TIME.
Speed Demon
"Yo Speed." A large man rolled up to her, flying Discord colors. She recognized him as Tiny, a man she had ran the shadows with a few time. He was a bear of a man, looking like he was chiseled out of a mountain by an artist that just did a rough job of carving out his features. "We running alone again? Ya can run with me to that silver asshole's place, ya know? That stuck up pansy needs a bit of teaching."
Franceska Dunvichov, or as she was known in this sort of circle, Speed Demon, simply smirked as she dodged several obstacle before jumping over another gap to another building, Tiny following close beside her. They were riding on the building tops, where a good bit of routes known to taggers were, though those with a fear of heights, or less powerful Gears often took lower routes as these usually included high flying jumps to traverse.
"Not this time, big man." She spun to the side, avoiding another airvent. "There's something bigger tonight. Got a letter from one of the Rats."
"The Rats? Ratpack? Damn." There was a moment of silence as he thought on what she said. "What do they want?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure as hell going to find out." Speed Demon turned in another direction, vaulting off another large metal structure. Seeing as Tiny wasn't going in her direction, she gave a brief wave to him before zooming off.
It was cathartic, being as free as this. Frederica didn't blame those taggers doing what they do. It was thrilling, exciting and a lot of fun. Plus they get to rant about whatever their cause was or something. It certainly beats the boring routine she had everyday. No one to tell her about how she got things wrong and how her father expected more too.
There was naught but the sound of her wheels whirring, and the sound of the city at night to accompany her as she made the trip over the rooftops. Speed knew she was heading for some warehouse in some remote location, but she hardly knew what their motive was.
When she finally arrived however, she found that the invitation in the letter was not extended only to her, but to a bunch of other people as well. Not really that
"Tch, buncha clowns here I see."
She went through the door, pushing through the people gathered there. "Which one of you jokers are the Rat?"
"Yo Speed." A large man rolled up to her, flying Discord colors. She recognized him as Tiny, a man she had ran the shadows with a few time. He was a bear of a man, looking like he was chiseled out of a mountain by an artist that just did a rough job of carving out his features. "We running alone again? Ya can run with me to that silver asshole's place, ya know? That stuck up pansy needs a bit of teaching."
Franceska Dunvichov, or as she was known in this sort of circle, Speed Demon, simply smirked as she dodged several obstacle before jumping over another gap to another building, Tiny following close beside her. They were riding on the building tops, where a good bit of routes known to taggers were, though those with a fear of heights, or less powerful Gears often took lower routes as these usually included high flying jumps to traverse.
"Not this time, big man." She spun to the side, avoiding another airvent. "There's something bigger tonight. Got a letter from one of the Rats."
"The Rats? Ratpack? Damn." There was a moment of silence as he thought on what she said. "What do they want?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure as hell going to find out." Speed Demon turned in another direction, vaulting off another large metal structure. Seeing as Tiny wasn't going in her direction, she gave a brief wave to him before zooming off.
It was cathartic, being as free as this. Frederica didn't blame those taggers doing what they do. It was thrilling, exciting and a lot of fun. Plus they get to rant about whatever their cause was or something. It certainly beats the boring routine she had everyday. No one to tell her about how she got things wrong and how her father expected more too.
There was naught but the sound of her wheels whirring, and the sound of the city at night to accompany her as she made the trip over the rooftops. Speed knew she was heading for some warehouse in some remote location, but she hardly knew what their motive was.
When she finally arrived however, she found that the invitation in the letter was not extended only to her, but to a bunch of other people as well. Not really that
"Tch, buncha clowns here I see."
She went through the door, pushing through the people gathered there. "Which one of you jokers are the Rat?"
I'm writing. I have like, three RPs im in so it will take a bit, esp since I'm stuck on one.
@Scio Nah mate its ok. I just didn't want to mist my opportunity to make a pun.
Rip Junko, always forgotten, but remains still in my heart. ;w;
Its ok if Varus mist seeing Junko though. I, myself, in that situation wouldn't have the foggiest idea of whats happening. Even if I don't have my head up in the cloud most of the time. Water precipitation.
Its ok if Varus mist seeing Junko though. I, myself, in that situation wouldn't have the foggiest idea of whats happening. Even if I don't have my head up in the cloud most of the time. Water precipitation.
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