KaBling
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25/06/2024
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Probably for about today only, though. Man, even I'm busy lately... I got 'exams' next week, which are thankfully just mock ones.
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12 yrs ago
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When I get home, I'll see what I can do. It's not like I have Internet access 24/7.
Nice to know how I can't stand spicy foods.
I didn't feel very well after that little blunder, 'which left me feeling more than a little drained.'
A bit dizzy, somewhat toned down vision... well, that was usual. Any time there's a fight, that would probably come up. "Of course we need rest. Those bastards didn't seem to care about their own safety, and already we're nearly dead." Instead of nearly turning upside down, I sank by controlling my bubble in ways I preferred not to dwell on. Apparently I now needed oxygen and some food.
Bouncing on the sea floor a few times, I was quite amazed at the amount of sunlight that came through. I thought if there were other Pokemon out there, living in lands we still haven't even bothered to think about...
Then, an unmistakable colour, out at the corner of my eye. Who sees black and white underwater, excluding the colourblind? It's practically a rainbow down here. "What was that, a racing flag?" I asked, unable to identify not only what it was, but where it came from. Naturally, I took a quick and slightly intimidating glance at Celes, hoping for a reaction. Of course, there'd be more blunders to come. For example, that soup... I quickly changed my attitude. "How did you... run out of a whole bottle of soup so quickly? What, you spilled some during your training? Got empty and decided to feast?" I let out a hearty chuckle, grabbing of my soups through the big bubble that could be considered a dome/air tent for all of us. I was annoyed at how it was wooden, since it meant I couldn't grab it. But... well, I wish I'd been happy to not be able to grab it.
As soon as a little bit touched my face, I ended up crying. The pain of a thousand degrees will never be forgotten. I screamed so painfully as I just dropped the bowl, rubbing my eyes and face frantically like I had just consumed humanity's bath salts. (Davis has got a disturbing amount of documentaries, telling future species about the human race. Not that he's shown anyone else.) "ARRRGGHHRAAARRRRGGGHHHARRGGGHHHHH- WHAT IN THE BLAZING STAKES OF ALL DAMNED MOTHERS OF ARCEUS WAS IN THAT MONSTROSITY OF A 'SOUP'?! MAKE IT STOP! IT BURNS LIKE HELL'S OWN FLAMES!" Well, actually I'd been pretty... dramatic to chili beforehand. Spicy things in my little community...
Anyway, the soup stained the ground which had been damp and pretty muddy from all the seawater on top of it. I was still letting out blood-curdling screams as I went from rubbing my face onto the ground (which made things worse, since I was practically earthing myself - not a good thing) to just leaving my teammate's bubble, waving my magnets and 'hand' like some giant crazy inflatable balloon, crossing boulders and passing neutral fish Pokemon. Damned bubble would follow me around...
...crucial when meeting lady Desia again in some wrecked nuclear submarine, on rather unconditional terms.
Here's a little preview of what was ahead, one of my only times of peace with Desia: "ARRRGGGHHAARGGHHHH! WHO'RE YA?! MY EYES STILL BURN YOU CRAZY IDIOT!"
A bit dizzy, somewhat toned down vision... well, that was usual. Any time there's a fight, that would probably come up. "Of course we need rest. Those bastards didn't seem to care about their own safety, and already we're nearly dead." Instead of nearly turning upside down, I sank by controlling my bubble in ways I preferred not to dwell on. Apparently I now needed oxygen and some food.
Bouncing on the sea floor a few times, I was quite amazed at the amount of sunlight that came through. I thought if there were other Pokemon out there, living in lands we still haven't even bothered to think about...
Then, an unmistakable colour, out at the corner of my eye. Who sees black and white underwater, excluding the colourblind? It's practically a rainbow down here. "What was that, a racing flag?" I asked, unable to identify not only what it was, but where it came from. Naturally, I took a quick and slightly intimidating glance at Celes, hoping for a reaction. Of course, there'd be more blunders to come. For example, that soup... I quickly changed my attitude. "How did you... run out of a whole bottle of soup so quickly? What, you spilled some during your training? Got empty and decided to feast?" I let out a hearty chuckle, grabbing of my soups through the big bubble that could be considered a dome/air tent for all of us. I was annoyed at how it was wooden, since it meant I couldn't grab it. But... well, I wish I'd been happy to not be able to grab it.
As soon as a little bit touched my face, I ended up crying. The pain of a thousand degrees will never be forgotten. I screamed so painfully as I just dropped the bowl, rubbing my eyes and face frantically like I had just consumed humanity's bath salts. (Davis has got a disturbing amount of documentaries, telling future species about the human race. Not that he's shown anyone else.) "ARRRGGHHRAAARRRRGGGHHHARRGGGHHHHH- WHAT IN THE BLAZING STAKES OF ALL DAMNED MOTHERS OF ARCEUS WAS IN THAT MONSTROSITY OF A 'SOUP'?! MAKE IT STOP! IT BURNS LIKE HELL'S OWN FLAMES!" Well, actually I'd been pretty... dramatic to chili beforehand. Spicy things in my little community...
Anyway, the soup stained the ground which had been damp and pretty muddy from all the seawater on top of it. I was still letting out blood-curdling screams as I went from rubbing my face onto the ground (which made things worse, since I was practically earthing myself - not a good thing) to just leaving my teammate's bubble, waving my magnets and 'hand' like some giant crazy inflatable balloon, crossing boulders and passing neutral fish Pokemon. Damned bubble would follow me around...
...crucial when meeting lady Desia again in some wrecked nuclear submarine, on rather unconditional terms.
Here's a little preview of what was ahead, one of my only times of peace with Desia: "ARRRGGGHHAARGGHHHH! WHO'RE YA?! MY EYES STILL BURN YOU CRAZY IDIOT!"
You know what? I was beginning to regret even participating in the roleplay. If only the universe drew some other idea from my head... like making me a god, or at least curing my cancer. Not bloody fighting as a bipedal dragon slime.
"No, no, and damn no!" I pretty much broke down as soon as I picked up my sword. "This is ridiculous, purely ridiculous!" In my rage, I lashed out at my clone counterpart as soon as he materialised. "Get on your Goddamn knees!" You know, I was probably trying to survive rather than actually having a breakdown. Or more likely, getting more and more deranged as the poison did its work. Thankfully, that was to change as I slapped my clawed hand onto the slime in front of me, pretty surprised as to what was just happening; I wasn't on my side of the playing field.
As if I was one of those temple priests reciting an unknown language, I was staring down the slime as I was basically transferring all my poison into him. Before he could react by trying to swipe my hand away as he began trembling, I sliced his deformed head off with a flaming sword. I smiled as I could finally think straight instead of having thoughts branching off. "Phew. That went well." I casually claimed, pretty much a new person altogether - I had turned to everyone in almost a cool way, letting my counterpart turn onto a puddle while he filled some of the marks on the ground. "What? Some of us are nearly dead anyway. You people obviously aren't." I shook my hand to get rid of the remaining poison, just as I could piece my mind together.
Miles - The Soft Way Then, this thought after clearing out my head: Man, that was intense. Hopefully there aren't more of those hedges along the way.
"No, no, and damn no!" I pretty much broke down as soon as I picked up my sword. "This is ridiculous, purely ridiculous!" In my rage, I lashed out at my clone counterpart as soon as he materialised. "Get on your Goddamn knees!" You know, I was probably trying to survive rather than actually having a breakdown. Or more likely, getting more and more deranged as the poison did its work. Thankfully, that was to change as I slapped my clawed hand onto the slime in front of me, pretty surprised as to what was just happening; I wasn't on my side of the playing field.
As if I was one of those temple priests reciting an unknown language, I was staring down the slime as I was basically transferring all my poison into him. Before he could react by trying to swipe my hand away as he began trembling, I sliced his deformed head off with a flaming sword. I smiled as I could finally think straight instead of having thoughts branching off. "Phew. That went well." I casually claimed, pretty much a new person altogether - I had turned to everyone in almost a cool way, letting my counterpart turn onto a puddle while he filled some of the marks on the ground. "What? Some of us are nearly dead anyway. You people obviously aren't." I shook my hand to get rid of the remaining poison, just as I could piece my mind together.
Miles - The Soft Way Then, this thought after clearing out my head: Man, that was intense. Hopefully there aren't more of those hedges along the way.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
>internals and exams next week
>just recovering from illness
I dunno. How long do interest checks last for?
>just recovering from illness
I dunno. How long do interest checks last for?
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12 yrs ago
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By the looks of things... it's balanced now. More or less.
Well, I need to work (or rather rework) my plot before releasing the RP. Few bits of it are dodgy.
Since they're located in the middle of the RP, I can release the RP now, depending on everyone's choice.
Well, I need to work (or rather rework) my plot before releasing the RP. Few bits of it are dodgy.
Since they're located in the middle of the RP, I can release the RP now, depending on everyone's choice.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
As I was slipping out of paranoia, my ear (or at least I felt an ear) twitched. "Say again?" I asked, stopping our walk to the community for the third time as another emotion showed on my face.
You know, it probably wasn't a coincidence that Hugo often rambled to himself. Rambling, which involved the world 'Organization.' I had two choices: 1. Get that son of a bitch talking. 2. Somehow keep him alive for every's sake. "We got a... dying doctor who often talks about that. Thought he was crazy to say Organization until you bothered to mention it."
Turns out, we were closer than expected. On the main street, by now. Being a town of... less than 20, there wasn't really too much activity around. A large brown pipe rolled off Hugo earlier was in the same spot as usual, with the man I needed to lift it up as I welded it nowhere to be seen. A large field of wheat and some other crops was quite a rare view around here, since most of the land was too dry in this climate. Nothing a little engineering couldn't do, although it was noticeably unreliable - for example, regular maintenance on the aqueduct. I skipped last week, and now look what's happened. A frickin' pipe's in the middle of the road and Hugo doesn't care about living or dying. Presumably because of that secret business.
"We're here. Who needed supplies again?" I said, flexing my head back and forth from the farms to the little group.
You know, it probably wasn't a coincidence that Hugo often rambled to himself. Rambling, which involved the world 'Organization.' I had two choices: 1. Get that son of a bitch talking. 2. Somehow keep him alive for every's sake. "We got a... dying doctor who often talks about that. Thought he was crazy to say Organization until you bothered to mention it."
Turns out, we were closer than expected. On the main street, by now. Being a town of... less than 20, there wasn't really too much activity around. A large brown pipe rolled off Hugo earlier was in the same spot as usual, with the man I needed to lift it up as I welded it nowhere to be seen. A large field of wheat and some other crops was quite a rare view around here, since most of the land was too dry in this climate. Nothing a little engineering couldn't do, although it was noticeably unreliable - for example, regular maintenance on the aqueduct. I skipped last week, and now look what's happened. A frickin' pipe's in the middle of the road and Hugo doesn't care about living or dying. Presumably because of that secret business.
"We're here. Who needed supplies again?" I said, flexing my head back and forth from the farms to the little group.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
...nothing.
Well, I've been ill lately, and haven't found the time to post. Hopefully that changes by Monday. (AKA Sunday, for you Americans.)
That was also a lie. I posted before Monday even started. Gotta rest or I'll end up at the sick bay again...
Well, I've been ill lately, and haven't found the time to post. Hopefully that changes by Monday. (AKA Sunday, for you Americans.)
That was also a lie. I posted before Monday even started. Gotta rest or I'll end up at the sick bay again...
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
I meant the amount of humans. Hybrids, as far as I'm concerned shouldn't exactly be that common in the roleplay. I'm worried about the diversity of species, which I mean by humans.
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