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5 yrs ago
Current No point posting your writing online if you don't care about praise.
6 yrs ago
Is the rioting and BLM brought up yet?
6 yrs ago
Honestly, I don't get the grief given to SAO when there's stuff like Mushoku Tensei where the MC actively lusts for underaged girls. And it's the most popular isekai in Japan.
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6 yrs ago
Reminder that the Pentagon just confirmed UFOs are real.
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6 yrs ago
Also, it's kinda annoying going back and forth writing short replies since I got other stuff to do and that just interrupts my rythm.

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Leila was surprised that Vreskrr thought up the same thing. She guessed her discomfort and fatigue must be quite obvious to anyone watching.

"Yeah, I suppose you're right. I should change," Leila said to her, "The enemy is gone after all so I should use this opportunity to rest."

Leila rose up, eyeing her surroundings for a good place to change her clothes. She settled on an abandoned house that still had its architecture mostly intact, so it could cover her while she took off her clothes.

Arriving there, she looked around once more, to see if anyone was nearby. Satisfied, she then started taking off her armor, starting with her cloak. The process only took her a short time since her armor was designed to be easily worn, allowing her to change between her casual clothes to her battle attire in a short period. A knight must be ready to head to combat at any time after all. That was also why she stored her armor inside her hyperspace storage, along with her sword.

After taking off her stockings and gloves, she was left with only her blue shirt. She wasn't really wearing pants underneath it as it would only get in the way of her armor, replacing it with stockings instead. She stripped out of it also as it was drenched with her sweat. She decided she wanted fresh clothes to wear.

She changed into a white shirt and brown trousers, brought from her dimensional storage. Seeing how there wasn't any baths around, some of her remaining sweat ended up dampening the white shirt. She disliked the feeling, but it was still better than wearing her heavier armor.



Her changing complete, she followed the others into the large building to go search for the book. They really could use a power boost, especially after she experienced with her own hands the difference in power between them and Sven and his generals.

Power... she needed power to stop him...
@IceHeart
Funnily enough, when I thought up of my idea, I was thinking more about Precure, though without the pure evil big bad.
Posting my idea for the RP here, particularly how the big bad came to be. Feel free to ignore it if it doesn't suit your liking.

Maria entered the tavern. She immediately noticed the soldier girl having a conversation with the bartender. She couldn't help it, since the very first thing you would look at when you entered a tavern would be the bartender, no? And the soldier girl herself wasn't exactly inconspicous.

"Ah, you're still here," Maria said as she approached her, interrupting their conversation. "I've purchased some healing potions and herbs from the item shop. Got them all in this little red bag." She pointed to the bag slung to her hips.

@TheFake
Marianne followed Grendrick calmly towards the fortress. It seemed the lupine was still eager for more combat. She herself was neutral on the matter. Fighting to her was simply a thing that she had to do. She was not passionate nor hateful towards it. If she had to fight, then she would fight. And she would do it well to the best of her abilities.

Thought she would lie to herself if she didn't find any amusement from the sight of her enemies being swarmed by her bees.

Her walk was soon interrupted by Nove who seemed to be excited about something as he approached her. It turned out he had discovered some magic rings too. But not being educated in the language, he had to ask her what the runes etched on the rings meant and what effects they brought.

"Let's see here..." Marianne took the black ring first, examining it closely under her eyes, "This seems to be a life regeneration ring. It will heal your wounds periodically as long as you wear it, though not by much, I reckoned. So I wouldn't recommend going careless in battle just because you have it on." She then put the ring back and took the other, silver one. "Now, this one seemed to be a ring that increases your toughness, that is, how resistant your body is to blows and what not. Once again, I don't think it increases it by a lot, seeing how I can only sense a faint magical property from it, not strong enough to be anything significant. It's as to be expected, I suppose, seeing how we're just started."

She then returned the ring to him with a smile and said, "You know, it's curious how we both receive artifacts that fit our respective fighting styles. I receive a mana efficienty ring, and you receive a life regeneration ring and a defense ring. If I had gotten, say, a strength ring, I would have no use for it. Well, except for making my swings with this axe better, I suppose." She raised the dwarven axe she had on her right hand, smiling at the image of her swinging the thing around like a barbarian. "It's as if the rifts itself are watching, and making sure that each of us receive useful rewards from our fight."

Finishing her business with Nove, she followed Grendrick and the dwarves into the fortress. And as she had expected, it was the very image of a dwarven fortress she had read in her books. Tough, strong, and full of winding passages only the dwarves could understand. She imagine she would have gotten lost if she tried to walk through the place without a dwarf as a guide. Also, she noticed all the statues made of gold they passed by as they continued on forward. Marianne had known that dwarves really respected their ancestors to the point of worship, but even this was too much for her. She couldn't even begin to imagine the wealth those golden statues could bring if they were to be stolen. Though if the thieves were unwise, they probably would end up crashing the gold market, turning the gold they had stolen worthless. And besides, there were many objects and items out there far more desirable than gold, like extremely rare artifacts only found in the far depths of the Rifts. Someone who possessed them would gain great strength far more valuable than any ordinary wealth.

As they reached the main hall, Marianne readied her insects once more as she saw how the skavens were trying to break the dwarven line as they swarmed the hall. When she saw Fariha firing a volley of her arrows, she decided to send her bees as well. They could disturb the skaven line well enough that the dwarves could begin pushing back the waves of skavens that poured into the room.
Maybe it's too hard, but I'd love to participate in a historical magical girl RP. Like, taking place in 19th century London or amongst the American or Australian pioneers.

The blend between the two would be quite weird indeed.
Lily Flameheart


Even though Lily had asked her, the suddenly-appearing girl merely stood silent, staring at her. Lily noticed that she was floating, her feet not touching the ground at all.

Connecting two and two together, Lily realized that she had to be a ghost. That's why she could just appear in front of her right that out of nowhere. The floating, and the sudden loss of temperature which she just noticed could also be explained by that.

So this little ghost thought of scaring her, huh? Well, she'd show her how much dragons could be scarier!

"So, you're thinking about scaring me, huh?" Lily said to her haughtily, crossing her hands below her chest, "Well, too bad! You only managed to surprise me with your sudden appearance! And now, I'll teach you how you properly scare someone!"

Lily instantly brought out her wings and tails, as she turned into her half-dragon form. Then, she immediately rushed towards the ghost, before letting out a loud dragon-like roar right in front of her face, showing off her pointy dragon teeth in the process.

Oh, it wouldn't harm her obviously, since she was a ghost and all. But it would surely scare the crap out of her. Any ordinary person would have fainted right away.

"There, how about that?" Lily bragged after she returned to her former spot, a confident smirk showing on her face.

@Rune_Alchemist
@VitaVitaAR
Wouldn't it be kinda messy if we just cross over with everything?

Well, I'll leave it up to someone experienced at this kind of rp.
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