This is not random. Cobalt got put up against Gren, there is no coincidence in that.
You're right, it isn't coincidence. It's fate.
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Goodbye Miura. One of my favorite fantasy authors of all time has gone too soon.
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Don't forget, they made another new hero named Screentime. A meme loving superhero who got his powers from exposure to internet gas. He has the ability to basically be a smart phone.
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Sometimes I open up a new tab on my browser and I forget what I intended to do with it... What am I doing here again?
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When did I do that?
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Whenever you're feeling down, just remember that this man is cheering you on: youtu.be/KxGRhd_iWuE
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You're right, it isn't coincidence. It's fate.
What have you done Lugu?! What have you done?!
Robert Fallson - Combat Class
"Not good. Not good. Not good. Not... good. Krysanthe? Krysanthe?! Why'd it have to be Krysanthe? C-can I do it? Can I actually bring myself to do it? Can I bring myself to do the unthinkable? Can I... hit a girl?" Robert said as he stared in horror at his scroll. His elbows rested on his desk as hands clutched his hair. "Oh man, I'm going to have to if I want to win. Maybe... Maybe I should go talk to her? Maybe she's, like, really mean or something. Then maybe I won't feel so bad when I hit her," The red-haired teen said as he rose from his seat and made his way to Krysanthe.
"Hi there, it's me, Robert. We met at Drury Lanes but we didn't really talk. It looks like we'll be fighting each other today," he said with an outstretched hand toward the blond. His nervousness for the upcoming duel was completely hidden behind a polite smile as he waited to see the girl's reaction to his hand shake.
"Not good. Not good. Not good. Not... good. Krysanthe? Krysanthe?! Why'd it have to be Krysanthe? C-can I do it? Can I actually bring myself to do it? Can I bring myself to do the unthinkable? Can I... hit a girl?" Robert said as he stared in horror at his scroll. His elbows rested on his desk as hands clutched his hair. "Oh man, I'm going to have to if I want to win. Maybe... Maybe I should go talk to her? Maybe she's, like, really mean or something. Then maybe I won't feel so bad when I hit her," The red-haired teen said as he rose from his seat and made his way to Krysanthe.
"Hi there, it's me, Robert. We met at Drury Lanes but we didn't really talk. It looks like we'll be fighting each other today," he said with an outstretched hand toward the blond. His nervousness for the upcoming duel was completely hidden behind a polite smile as he waited to see the girl's reaction to his hand shake.
Looks like another of Team RPGD is gone...speaking of which, where's Paige? Haven't seen her in a while, methinks.
Also,
>Oswald Connoly v Jack Orpheus
>Oswald Connoly
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>Jack Orpheus
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Paige said they'd be back late August. They went on vacation or something.
Ryan followed Acacia like a young puppy would follow its mother, staying completely oblivious to the townspeople and their disapproving looks. It wasn't that he didn't realize they were there, quite the opposite actually, as he greeted almost every person got within a few feet of the pair. No, he was just absolutely clueless of their disapproving disposition toward Acacia's presence and their misplaced concern for his safety. Several times while walking through the aisles of the grocery store, Ryan had to stop himself from sneaking in a bag of candy or a small sixteen ounce tub of ice cream. It would be impolite to do something like that, and not to mention she'd definitely notice it when she gets to the register.
Since he was thinking about the repercussions of trying to push Acacia's generousness and hospitality, he almost missed her question. "Huh? Oh, uh, yeah I guess there's my parents. Well... actually... You know what? Forget I mentioned them. We're not on the best of terms right now so I wouldn't be surprised if they just said 'Oh well, it's your fault. Get yourself out of this mess.' and just never called again until it suited them," he replied. Not to mention that I still haven't memorized their phone number after all these years and wouldn't be able to reach them without my cell phone, which I can't because it broke in the crash. Lucky me." "Besides them, no one else really comes to mind. Haven't really got any friends and I'm not close enough with any other family that might help." He scratched the back of his head out of embarrassment. "I'm, uh, sorry for being so much of a burden. If you need anything, just ask and I'll help. That way I won't feel too bad for being a nuisance."
Since he was thinking about the repercussions of trying to push Acacia's generousness and hospitality, he almost missed her question. "Huh? Oh, uh, yeah I guess there's my parents. Well... actually... You know what? Forget I mentioned them. We're not on the best of terms right now so I wouldn't be surprised if they just said 'Oh well, it's your fault. Get yourself out of this mess.' and just never called again until it suited them," he replied. Not to mention that I still haven't memorized their phone number after all these years and wouldn't be able to reach them without my cell phone, which I can't because it broke in the crash. Lucky me." "Besides them, no one else really comes to mind. Haven't really got any friends and I'm not close enough with any other family that might help." He scratched the back of his head out of embarrassment. "I'm, uh, sorry for being so much of a burden. If you need anything, just ask and I'll help. That way I won't feel too bad for being a nuisance."
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Best scene of all time from that show:
Robert Fallson - The Arcade
Robert looked down at the ground in shame before responding to Shiro's boasting with a shrug. "Ah well, you won fair and square," he said as he stuck his hand forward for a handshake. "Good game, Shiro. Maybe I should get some more practice so that next time I might be less of a noob?" The red-haired teen looked down at his scroll to see the time before looking back up to Shiro. "Well, I should probably head back to the dorms. Have never been much of a good sleeper and we got combat class in the morning. Hopefully I'll be able to put up more of a fight in real combat. You coming with or will I see you again tomorrow in class?"
Robert looked down at the ground in shame before responding to Shiro's boasting with a shrug. "Ah well, you won fair and square," he said as he stuck his hand forward for a handshake. "Good game, Shiro. Maybe I should get some more practice so that next time I might be less of a noob?" The red-haired teen looked down at his scroll to see the time before looking back up to Shiro. "Well, I should probably head back to the dorms. Have never been much of a good sleeper and we got combat class in the morning. Hopefully I'll be able to put up more of a fight in real combat. You coming with or will I see you again tomorrow in class?"
Robert Fallson - The Arcade
Robert looked confused as Shiro's character as it played some strange animation of what looked to the beginning of some rage mode. "Uhh, that doesn't look good. What is that meter? Do I have that?" Robert asked worriedly. Slowly backing all the way to the edge of the arena, Robert raised his character's shield in the hopes that whatever happened next could possibly be blocked to either reduce or, even more unlikely, completely negate the incoming ass-kicking. "This is going to hurt," he said, almost unable to watch what would most likely be his character being beat to a pulp.
Robert looked confused as Shiro's character as it played some strange animation of what looked to the beginning of some rage mode. "Uhh, that doesn't look good. What is that meter? Do I have that?" Robert asked worriedly. Slowly backing all the way to the edge of the arena, Robert raised his character's shield in the hopes that whatever happened next could possibly be blocked to either reduce or, even more unlikely, completely negate the incoming ass-kicking. "This is going to hurt," he said, almost unable to watch what would most likely be his character being beat to a pulp.
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