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3 yrs ago
Current Finally back for a little bit of creaching
8 yrs ago
Remember that one time when the Demon's Souls servers were still up?
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9 yrs ago
Remember that one time when Scaramouche got killed off right after he did that amazing dance and it was the biggest tragedy in the entire series?
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9 yrs ago
Remember that one time when you could look at who's been checking out your profile and attention whores like me could be giddy that random people that I may or may not know are paying attention to me?
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9 yrs ago
Remember that if you ever feel like you're terrible at naming things, just know that my friends dragged me into playing a dark and serious MMO where a boss was named "Deathkill."
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So what about Scraps' app?
“Thanks,” I say to Levita as I leave with a cheery smile. “You too!” I manage to find our team’s room relatively quickly, mostly due to experience with hallways back home, and pick up my scarf as I sit down on the lump of hay that constitutes my bed. The scarf was never really fitted to someone as small as a Ralts, so it’s actually pretty big if it’s not folded up so much like it usually is. It’s almost big enough to be used as a blanket, but despite the fact that it isn’t, it feels nice to unfold it and hug it like one anyways. Ready to go to sleep, I close my eyes, and feel like I’m ready to drift off…

Drift off…

DRIFT. OFF...

I realize that a pile of straw isn’t really the most comfortable thing in the world to sleep on. Especially with the luxurious bedding I’m used to. Or maybe I’m just really anxious about what’s going to happen tomorrow. I’m known to do that quite often, actually. Like that one time when Dad said he’d be having foreign diplomats over for dinner tomorrow, and I kept bugging Leon about which way the forks were supposed to go when we were done eating, and it was all at two in the morning. Mom and Dad had a long talk with me after that happened… Yeah, I’m probably just anxious.

I should probably do something more productive instead of complaining to myself about the cheap beds… I think as I get out of the bed and grab my notebook and a spare pencil. I try to think of something to draw, but there’s nothing that’s both interesting and wouldn’t keep me up until tomorrow night trying to finish. I decide to start a little journal… diary… thing. It’ll be nice to have some sort of record of day-to-day events either way, so I don’t have to try and remember them myself.

‘Day One’ I write, deciding to start with the date of our team’s formation. ‘I think I just might have made the right decision: Not only did I find a home here at the guild, everyone’s so nice here. You can literally bump into someone on the street and find a new friend in them. That’s how I met my teammate Levita, actually. She’s really calm and collected while still being compassionate, and kind of cute in a balloon-y sort of way. I guess not everyone’s really nice, though, because there was this very grumpy Vanillite who claimed a whole room to himself, but even then, Scraps was willing to let us stay at his room for a while. Everything here has this weird way of balancing out’

I don’t have time to finish or punctuate that statement when the door opens, and I close the book and hide the pencil in my bag again almost on reflex. Thankfully, it’s just that Nincada again, though he looks a little more scruffy than he did before at the cafeteria…

“Oh, hi there,” I say to him nervously. “Mister… Sir... Um… I don’t think I ever got your name, actually.” I yawn slowly, tired and not sure what to think of the little guy.
“S-Class?” I repeat quietly, putting a hand to my chin. Did that mean he got an excellent style ranking? Are we ranked based on style? How would that work, do our clients evaluate our level of style? I always thought that was kind of weird and almost nonsensical how much that ranking tradition bled out from it’s source. Not that it would be a problem either way, considering that we practically embody "style"... I manage to snap myself out of my train of thought and continue to listen to her story to the last word, my interest in her story overriding my other sets of questions.

“I… think I get what you mean, Levita,” I say slowly, playing with my hair absentmindedly as I talk. “My brother’s way stronger than I am, too. Ever since we lost Mom, he was always training, or researching, and trying to find some way to become smarter and stronger. I could talk to him for hours and hours, but it always felt like nothing was ever getting through to him…” I sigh, the exasperated breath of air blowing my hair around wildly for a moment as I reach towards my neck with my right arm, quickly realizing that there’s nothing there at the moment.

“Eventually,” I continue, “I realized that since Leon was the only one of us who was going to get any influence back home, and there wasn't going to be much that I could do about it once he did, that I needed to leave. I needed to go out and find some sort of resolution in my life, and what better way to do that than by seeing the world and helping those in need, you know?” I take another deep breath after I’m finished before scooting out from the table.

“Well, that was a really good talk,” I say quickly as I stand up and push my chair back in telekinetically. “Feels real nice to get all that stuff off our chests, figuratively speaking, doesn’t it, Levita? Like a refreshing spring breeze. I’m kind of tired, though, so I guess I’ll be heading back to the room for now, leave when you’re ready, ok?” I turn around and leave the cafeteria.
Yeah, it's a good thing more times like that one time will happen, and then you'll be able to remember those times and how good they were for a long time.
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Lolol, anyways, it seems as though Tini's dream scared everyone off.


I saw your status update and now I'm giggling like an idiot.
And then we can all post again in another week, lol.


Well, if that's the case, then at least my head'll be all cleared up by then.
There should be an entire Youtube channel devoted entirely to playing epic songs with kazoos.

I've found two so far, actually.
Exhibit A: Tsuko G.
Exhibit B: TheRealHonkMaster
“What a mysterious team…” I say quietly after Team Frontline leaves, my head tilted slightly to the side. Why did they emphasize the word “steal” like that? Did they think we’re thieves? Did they have a traumatic experience involving their favorite spot getting stolen? I decide it’s best to not overthink it. Sticking close to Levita, I decide to only take some fruit slices, and even then a carefully determined amount. It’s important to clean your plate and stay healthy (the latter especially when you’re both in the adventuring business and happen to be a princess), and that means no mysterious soup. But what if the soup is actually really good for you? The dilemma manages to occupy my thoughts as I sit down and eat quickly yet delicately, one of my many skills.

I eventually decide that it probably isn’t too bad, but I should know more about what I’m eating irregardless as I finish the last of the fruit and stifle a belch, which still manages to be audible despite my attempts to the contrary. Eating as fast as I did probably wasn't too good of an idea, now that I think about it...

“I, um, e-excuse me…” I say quietly, blushing far more than I should be. Eager to get the attention away from my little blunder, I try to pick one of the more “normal” topics on my mind. It takes a little while longer than it needs to though, resulting in a bit of an awkward silence. Surprisingly, dinnertime conversation seems to not be an inclusion in my list of many talents.

“Umm, Levita?” I eventually ask, more eager to know than to change the subject this time. “What motivated you? To become an explorer, I mean. Is there a cool story to it, or did it just seem like the right thing to do as soon as you heard of it?”
Oops, wrong thread. I should probably in bed on account of being so sick, but Beowulf's release got me hyped enough to start writing.
Let's see... I think Kabling still needs to post. Anyone else?


Speaking of which, is @Sumable going to post as Chip or should I just continue on?
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