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6 yrs ago
Current All the guy did was change his pic to a swastika, say some entry-level /pol/ bytes, and changed his bio to basic slurs.
6 yrs ago
You know exactly who.
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6 yrs ago
I don't know why we can't blast both zoophiles and pedophiles at the same time. Two birds one stone.
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6 yrs ago
idk who needs to hear this but if you like women then you're gay, no ifs ands or buts
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7 yrs ago
I'm back.
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Bitch, I'm the best.

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Nah, I don't think that'll be necessary.
Odinn Wierike


Today was a day of celebration for Golem's Hand. But he was in Harpy's Wing, so Odinn didn't pay much mind to it initially. Sure, he was gonna use it as an excuse to not take any jobs today but in reality his goal was to just stay at the guild hall rather than attend the festival. He remained seated at the Harpy's Wing bar, drinking casually until Illedrith confronted him.

"It's a beautiful day outside! Birds are singing and flowers are blooming! On days like these, you should be out there enjoying the sunlight! Besides, what with everyone leaving for the festival, there won't be anyone left here for you to scab drinks off! They'll have better stuff at the festival anyway you know, and I might even be nice enough to buy you if you can deign to drag yourself down there..."

Odinn let out a sigh before spinning slowly in his barstool to somewhat face Illedrith. She meant well and he wasn't particularly irritated by her so much as the concept of doing something, but one would have to have known him for years to understand where his resentment truly lay. "Eh, you say that now but you won't drink with me," he responded, avoiding the topic at hand as he was known to do. After another few sips it seemed that Illedrith was taking Ceri and Klisa out to the festival. "And if you decide to come down, you're more than welcome to join us in our festivities, right up until the point where you lose yourself to the liquor." This was met with a chuckle from the lazy S-class. "I don't drink nearly fast enough to get drunk."

He returned his attention to his mug on the countertop. He began weighing the pros and cons of attending the festival. It was something to do, sure. But did he really want to do anything today? Though, if our Master catches me here after I said I'd be going to the festival I would never hear the end of it...




In the end Odinn decided to go. He finished his drink first, naturally, but afterwards he got off the stool and walked to town at his usual slow pace. People recognized him immediately during his brief journey to town, with many asking him if he was going to the festival or why he was going. "Yeah, I'm going. Something to do, I guess," was his standard response, as he didn't feel like putting much effort into answering the same questions in different ways. He didn't even take his hands out of his jacket's pockets, just moving along his usual lazy way. Thankfully the walk to the town was brief and Odinn was quick to notice the various festivities going on. There were carnival games, various food stands, and plenty of people.

If I didn't know any better it would seem like Luna loves Golem's Hand more than us, he thought to himself with a chuckle. Ah well. Before he could go find a stand that would sell cheap beer, Odinn practically ran into an altercation between two Golem's Hand mages. Just a few feet away from him was Travis and Vega, both seemingly prepared to go into battle with each other. Over what? Odinn wouldn't know and probably couldn't understand. He contemplated walking away and pretending he didn't see anything, but a little voice in his head that served as his conscience told him otherwise. Sometimes Odinn wondered if it was truly his superego doing its job or if Illedrith had managed to infiltrate his mind. With a dismissive sigh he approached the two.

Just before he could speak up it seemed that Travis gave up on the idea of fighting and blew off Vega. It was in a rude fashion, granted, but at least the two didn't fight. Sweet. I didn't even have to do anything. Sure they could still go at it, but in Odinn's mind it was all resolved. That period joke was kinda funny though. Don't think any of the women around here would've appreciated that remark. Then again it was clever. Not my style though, so I guess I won't steal that one. Odinn continued on away from Vega and Travis towards the thick of the festival, keeping his eyes peeled for booze and friends. Primarily the booze, as surely if he ran into someone that he knew they would openly mock his laziness with their surprise. I suppose I should practice making comebacks though. Seems like a good skill to have. If I can just humiliate someone with words then I wouldn't even have to use magic. But do I really want to put in the time to get good at something...?


But good to see the activity. Just surprised me because I've been gaming all evening.

Also: immortality isn't overpowered. A solution to handling an enemy that doesn't die is to just trap them forever. ez pz
These relationship thingies are cool. Imma do one too.



@sakurasan You probably can. Golem's Hand needs some more characters.
Lucille isn't gonna make that Kyuubi girl's life easy.
Lucille Renfield


"Ah, Cernia," Lucille repeated, seemingly ignoring the rest of what the Kyuubi said. The vampire didn't move from her levitating seat, instead she sat up straight and stopped propping her head up with her arm. She made a visual cue to show that she was at full attention now. "You must be quite strong from the stories I've heard about your master. But now this makes more sense to me." The floating vampire uncrossed her legs and then crossed them the other way, a friendly grin already forming on her face. The more she talked the more casual she seemed around Cernia, speaking as if they had known each other for years. "I've heard stories that this temple has had financial troubles for some time now. If this temple is your home then surely that must be stressful. And the responsibility that comes with a title like the one you have? Oh dear, you have a lot riding on your shoulders don't you. It's no wonder why an adult would start acting out in your shoes and you're still so young."

Lucille's grin grew into a cheeky smile, baring her fangs. "But that isn't what is stressing you out the most, is it?" Her eyes seemed as if they were looking through Cernia now. While Lucille generally looked like an innocent young woman, the knowledge that she was a vampire combined with her smile and different colored eyes could give off an eerie feeling in all but the most confident of people. "A girl like you is too strong to crumble under responsibility. You've been preparing for it all your life. No, that isn't what's bothering you." Her smile vanished as her high heels clacked against the ground, allowing her to stand up again. She leaned forward, putting her face uncomfortably close to Cernia's as she raised her right hand. She held her hand near her own mouth, keeping Luciel from being able to read her lips from what she was about to whisper. "It's about a boy, isn't it?" Lucille suggested discretely, quiet enough to keep even the Raijuu from hearing. Of course, Lucille could've just said that telepathically. But she was smarter than to go directly into the girl's mind without an invitation. Then again, she was putting herself within arm's reach of the Kyuubi while effectively disregarded her request to leave. The smile slowly returned to her face as she stood upright again and removed herself from Cernia's personal space. "We can talk privately if you wish..."
@j8cob
My understanding was that physical attacks had little effect. How strong is Lucille, anyway? Lifting cars is one thing, but if it takes a halestorm of bullets to deter a single youkai...

Bare fists?


Throwing cars is one thing, but she isn't really a fisticuffs kind of gal. If she's putting her hands on an enemy it would be to pull them apart. Obviously something intangible would have nothing to fear, but only the sturdiest of monsters would stay in one piece. Or the fastest ones she simply can't catch.
@Hawlin Lucille isn't really SoL in combat at all. Her handgun is almost useless but she's a goddamn vampire. She doesn't need it. She can still rip Youkai to shreds.
Lucille Renfield


A smile formed on Lucille's face when the Raijuu boy complied without any difficulty. She was slightly impressed that he was able to recognize that she was older than her looks would suggest, though she didn't have any grandchildren like he suggested. At least not yet. "Well, I did graduate from Oxford way back when," she mused to herself, letting that serve as her statement of boldness. When the other Raijuu around began to light up like beacons she didn't seem particularly surprised. She could sense their presence since she arrived. A human likely wouldn't have the senses for it, but as the Raijuu already noticed she wasn't a human. As Lucille and Luciel waited for their leader to arrive, the older woman turned to face the younger boy for a brief word. "He wasn't going to run," she told him, turning forward just in time for the fox-girl to arrive.

This teenage gang leader didn't seem to surprise Lucille either. Not her appearance nor her behavior. But rather than immediately answer the younger girl she decided to do something else first. Without a word or any fast movements, Lucille stepped forward and approached the kitsune, likely standing uncomfortably close. And without warning she reached forward with both hands and grabbed onto her hood before gently pulling it back, removing the hood from her head and revealing the girl's fox ears and entire head. "Ah, you look much better like this," Lucille declared, now taking a step back out of the girl's personal space and returning her hands to herself. She didn't wait for any protest or complaint before continuing. "My colleague and I are both Chasers and we've been tasked with handling the kids that have been stirring up trouble at this temple. We were told that we are allowed to use force, but I like children and don't believe that is necessary."

Lucille began to lean back as if she was going to sit down in an invisible chair. Before she could fall, however, she lifted her legs and began to levitate. After propping up her head with one arm and crossing her legs it genuinely gave the appearance that she was in an invisible, floating lounge chair. For Youkai and Chasers the sight wasn't much to behold, but it did serve as a gentle reminder that Lucille was above humankind. From this relaxed position she continued. "So really, the question isn't what I want, but what you want." The faintest hint of a smile appeared on her lips. "But you have to give me a name. Surely a fox-girl like you has a cute name, no? On that same subject: my name is Lucille. You can call me Lucy if you like."
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