Status

Recent Statuses

9 yrs ago
Current Going to a festival fellas! So for the coming week I won't be able to post.
9 yrs ago
When you marathon Rick & Morty S2 and expected laughs but the ending just slaps you in the face...
9 yrs ago
School's in full "consume all his time"-mode so no posts for just a lil longer. Sorry folks! I promise I'll make up for it in the weekend!
10 yrs ago
Going to take a small break on most of my RPs for maybe a week or so.
10 yrs ago
Not near an actual keyboard until 21/06

Bio

User has no bio, yet

Most Recent Posts

Victor
@KimmiNinja @EmzyOfNeverland
He couldn’t show it. He couldn’t allow himself to show that she hit a nerve with Sarah. As far as he knew, Alice had no clue about his feelings. But if she did, she could torture him into numbness. He couldn’t allow that. His eyes did shift to a much piercing gaze. Not one of mere disgust but genuine hatred. “A wooden cross on a plain coffin. I’ll make sure of it.” He said, not yelled. But the words were drenched in venom. “And that heart of yours. I’ll rip it out and preserve it. So every vampire can see what weakness looks like.”

Of course, he completely disregarded his oldest brother. Nik was many things, but firm he was not. Despite being the heir, Victor never felt as if Nik had a very demanding or strong presence. But as his two older siblings went away, another younger one replaced him. Victor couldn’t stand Caspen as much as Alice. “Oh look what the cat dragged in.” he threw at his younger brother. “Had to kiss dad’s feet so he’d forgive you again lately? What was it this time? Wrecked a car? Killed a human?” For Alice, he reserved cold words soaked with poison. But Caspen was supposed to be a man. So Victor could use words like a knife’s edge. He took a step towards his little brother. “You know, Italy really is absolutely stunning this time of the year.” Victor plastered a grin over his face. He could always set off Caspen with Italy. “Been to Florence, lately? Dear little brother?” Another thing he loved. Putting Caspen on his place. As Victor’s little brother. “Or what about Rome?” He wanted to push it further. Shove the blade deeper. But he didn’t. Not because he wouldn’t, but because he couldn’t. He forgot the name of the girl. And the city in which they met.

He couldn’t care less for what either of them said now. He hit his marks and now he genuinely only wanted to catch up with his other siblings. Guessing from all the commotion, most of them were heading towards the infirmary where their new guest was. He turned around, showing his little, foolish, siblings his back and walked towards the infirmary. Not knowing Sarah was at its door.
Victor
@KimmiNinja @Emma @EmzyOfNeverland
Victor merely nodded as his father walked off. He didn’t really feel like following his old man towards the trouble. He had been under pressure enough for the last few days. No, today he’d dedicate to catching up with his preferred siblings. Liz was already out the door. So he would have to ask how she was doing another time.

Instead, he found Nik and Maggie. With a bright smile, he approached them, only noticing Alice a bit too late. “Ah Nik. Long time no seen.” He exclaimed. “So, my dearest brother. Five-hundred years old. Must have been one hell of a party.” Then he turned to Maggie. Despite her somewhat orthodox view on humans, Victor still loved her very much. “And Maggie. Father has asked me to aid you in decorating the hall. But I think that with ‘aid’ he meant reign you in a little.” There was no scorn in his voice. Only teasing happiness. “Though, truth be told. I don’t really feel like reigning anything in.” he threw a swift wink towards his older sister, hoping she’d get the message: do whatever you like. Not that she would need his permission on anything. Once Maggie set her mind on something, she’d move the earth itself to get what she wants.

And then there was Alice, and he caught her in a quite unfortunate moment. Him and his parents had an unspoken agreement. Alice preferred to keep her condition to herself and it would seem that their parents somewhat supported her in this. Victor felt that he shouldn’t talk about it with his younger siblings. This left most of them guessing why Victor disliked Alice so much. But his older siblings undoubtedly knew his feelings for his little sister. “I’m surprised you’re still walking around.” He started. His voice was so much colder towards the younger vampire than to his other siblings. “How many heart attacks did I miss? Three? Four?” Yes, it was mean. It was beyond mean. It was vicious. Hurtful. But he didn’t get many moments like these. Where him and Alice were either alone or among his older brothers and sisters. Of course, he would be devastated should she actually die. She was family after all. But that did not take the edge off his remarks.
Victor
@GrizzTheMauler @SouffleGirl123
“Sadly not.” Victor answered, while not sound too sincere in his sadness. “Humans are still so very…extraordinary.” He commented as his father lifted the blade. “So short lived. Yet so willing to dedicate their lives to one art alone and perfect it. Or they buzz like bees until their hearts give out or their body becomes gray and old. The blade was forged by a small workshop in France from the lovely town of Heritange. Absolutely stunning in its…humanism.” Victor had no problem with admitting that humans could be better in some things than him. He had led a long life but not yet long enough to master every skill. And even then, every time he mastered one skill, humans managed to invent another.

Victor was certainly taken aback a bit by his father’s request. Him and Maggie, decorate? He didn’t have an artful soul at all. Quite the opposite. Some of his siblings might even call him boring. Though, as his father continued, he understood. He certainly had fond memories of the roaring twenties. A time of endless partying. With Maggie almost always in the middle of it all. She certainly could hold a grand event yet his father was right. Sometimes she needed to be curbed a little.

Liz’s hug did not come entirely as a surprise. She was still so young and full of almost human warmth. Something he actually had lost already at her age. It fascinated him how his little sister kept going like that. Ever the brattish child that loved her family. Though, history often offered glimpse of the future. All his siblings, at a certain point, went through change. No doubt Elizabeth would suffer the same fate. He only hoped she’d grow up just as strong as his older sister. A little awkwardly he wrapped one arm around Liz to return the gesture.

“Tell me, father.” Victor then continued. “How are my siblings?” Of course, Victor could ask them himself. He wasn’t sincerely concerned about their well-being. At least not for now. No, he wanted his father’s opinion. Which one grew, which one didn’t change at all? And of course, his father knew Victor certainly held some in higher favor than others. Nik and Maggie were certainly important in Victor’s life. As were Liz, Sasha and Quin. Victor couldn’t be bothered less about Caspen. Only if the kid went a step too far, Victor would deem taking about Caspen necessary. And then there was Alice. His sibling whose existence Victor would rather deny. His father couldn’t be oblivious to the hostility between Alice and Victor. But Victor seemingly held a fascination for his little sister as well. Or at least pretend to have it, only to catch glimpses of what Sarah was up to.
Victor
@GrizzTheMauler
Fate you cruel mistress. It was the only thing Victor could think of as he walked through the hallway. Right when he heard the singing. It felt odd, to Victor, how fascination could bring about focus. He witnessed a thousand concerts. Hundreds of bands performed for him and many other guests. So many people have talked to him and about him. Yet they weren’t fascinating. Their voices grayed out as time came to pass. Even now he could not remember the tone nor the face of the many humans that talked to him a century again. Their words felt like words from a book. Mental ink on the brain. But Sarah’s voice… his brain was determined to remember it. Why was it so determined?

The son of Duvalt could hardly hide away from a servant. Especially not Victor, who wouldn’t suffer cowardliness. He stood still for a moment, mustering his strength and courage. Eventually, he forced himself to keep on going. However, now he walked in a much more soldier-like fashion. Instead of taking easy steps, it looked more as if he was marching.

Eventually, he reached the hall and the sight of his dear old father banished any thoughts of Sarah. For now. “Ah, father!” he exclaimed with a bright smile. “You haven’t aged a day beyond 2000.” He continued as he walked, much easier now, towards the nearest table. On which he laid down the cloth and started to unwrap it. “I’ve brought you a present.” It was tradition, after all. He was gone for so long. The unwrapped cloth revealed a sword. A simple one. With black scabbard and unadorned handguard. Victor wasn’t planning on insulting his father, though. The blade was forged for those who looked beyond pretty jewels and the glamor of silver. It was a bastard-sword. It required true mastery over metal to forge such a balanced sword. One that was so well balanced it could be held by both or just one hand. This blade, above all others, was forged in such a perfectionist fashion. He hoped it would be a welcome addition to his father’s collection. “A gift.” He said, he picked up the blade in its scabbard and handed it over to his father. Trying to not look too hopeful for his father’s approval.
Victor
There were few nights as perfect as this one drive a car. Or so Victor thought as he cruised through the small paths towards his parent’s mansion. Unlike his siblings, Victor was often gone and often for several years. So obviously he missed several important days. One time he missed Christmas for a decade. Though he did call from time to time and he did confess he missed his parents and siblings. His job in the human world was just too demanding. You’d think that a species so short-lived would value their time more. Instead, they worked seemingly tireless, like ants, day in, day out.

But now he was coming home and could only wonder how his siblings were doing. Nik reached the age where he should have found a mate by now. Victor hadn’t seen his older brother for five years now, so obviously he wondered if the big guy succeeded in charming someone. Then there was Liz, the brattish one. No doubt she raised her usual amounts of hell. But she was still young, so he could forgive the slightly childish behavior. Then there was Sasha. Circumstances made seeing her for the past 7 years an issue. He wondered how many guys she drove crazy this time. Then there was Caspen. Just a decade and a bit shy from Victor’s own age. Yet he was such a disappointment. Broken by only 3 years. And now, after so many years he still couldn’t gather himself. No, Caspen was definitely becoming a problem for the family. Ah, he couldn’t help but remember Quin then. It felt like yesterday that the kid turned a century. How fast they grew up. His mind trailed towards Maggie then. His older sister. One of the few people he’d actually listen to in this world. Some would say he loves her the most, as they both had the soul of travelers. He didn’t consider it true. And then finally there was Alice. The runt of the bunch. For fifteen years her weakness held an iron grip around his heart. Fifteen of such years could make anyone feel different about someone. Even though she was his little sister, he couldn’t love her the same way he might love Maggie, Liz or Sasha. Even now he sees her as the weakling that tries to cover her vulnerability. Involuntarily his mind wandered towards Sarah. Sweet Sarah. Poor Sarah. Fate was cruel the day Alice found her dying. If it was only someone else. Some other sibling. But no, Alice basically forced her into service.

He forced the thoughts away. For the time being, he’d just ignore Sarah and try not to stumble into her. Though, the last time he was home he did fail both of those things. Eventually, the roar of the engine shook him out of his travel stupor as he approached the mansion. It was exactly as he remembered it. Once his quite expensive and quite fast car got parked he wandered inside holding a wrap of cloth in his hand. He’d know where to find his father.
@Emma Year and a half isn't that old for a laptop. It's weird you're having issues with it.

You can find out RAM and processor by searching for your 'Configuration screen'. From there go to 'System & Security' and then 'System'. There you should find that sort of stuff though with a laptop one and a half years old, I'd doubt its that. What could help is saying the type of laptop (like the model, example HP Probook 470 or something like that). That way I can find the tech specs immediately.

Further, I'd guess malware could be a problem. From what you described I'd say it's a RAM issue (as everything seems to freeze). And as your laptop ain't that old I'd say a lot of background programs are causing it. Though I can't be 100% certain of that.
Is anyone here good with fixing computers? My computer keeps freezing. Like the keyboard buttons don't even work. The mouse stops moving. Everything on screen is frozen. And anything that was making sound like music or something freezes and makes a horrible buzzing sound. The only way to fix it is to shut it down by using the on and off button. Anyway it used to do this like once a week but for the past few days it's like every 30 mins. And sometimes I have to turn it on and off multiple times in a row, because it will freeze while it's starting up. Any ideas?


IT Student here. Can't promise but I'll try. Though I'll need a bit more info:
- What OS are you using? Windows 7, 8, 10?
- How old is the machine?
- If you know any specifics like RAM or what processor you have, that could help me bit...

@Emma How old is the computer? My friend said it could be a heating issue or a graphics issue or maxed out on its limits from what you said.


Heat could be an issue though generally if heat gets dangerously high, a computer would shut down. (but heat does decrease efficiency). Could be a graphics issue as well.

Personally, if my laptop starts acting a bit too weird I generally do a factory reset but that's a LOOONG process.
@Emma The earliest I can move it is 5pm EST. I can limit everyone to one-two posts before you get back.


This would be preferable for me as well. As it would be 2am for me as well.
And I'm making me a Mallowater character. Seems like it's the only nation left and I have no problem with that. I'll be loving me some Lung dragons combined with the Academy's fondness of experimentation.
© 2007-2026
BBCode Cheatsheet