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Leave it to the government to be so inefficient that they can’t make money selling weed.
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For all whom it may concern, laptop got fried, so I'm stuck on a cell to work on posts and shit.


If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.

I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.

As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.

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Once more Pylia was quiet and only the ocean waves broke up the silence. Her flame was gone now, replaced my cold empty hands. “It’s hard to see the good things like that. To be so blinded by the bright side, you end up never noticing the things that lurk in the shadows. That’s why I followed the Defiance. As much as I hate how things have become I... I know I have to do this. To live in blissful ignorance... That’s not something I can do. To see wrongs happening and standing idly by, that is not my way.”

She looked over to you with a tired look in her eye. “That is why I still want to help you Sylvia, even if... Even if you’re only here because of me. I just hope you can... Forgive me. You may do so now but believe me, there will come a time in your future you will not. And if you choose not to forgive me then I... I’d understand.”
Pylia cracked a small smile. “Family huh. I’ve... I wouldn’t really know about that I guess. My father died before I was born. My mother died shortly after I was born. I was raised by nuns in a temple of the Maker, not this one, but... I learned quickly that the world asks for much and gives very little in return. Haven’t you noticed? As soon as you arrived to Cassari, I bet Ricks gave you work to do before you could even take a seat. Always asking, always taking. Sure, they’ll pay you, maybe, but even so they’d be taking advantage of your kindness first. Seeing how much they can squeeze from you.”

She hugged her legs close to her chest. “I hated that. I wanted to change it. When I lived here I almost did. Then... Then those Maker fool’s came back, and undid everything. Started preaching that cal about charity and good works for the community. Honied words to just make the dumb and foolish break their backs and dirty their hands on their behalf.” Curling her toes in the sand Pylia looked back into the skies with a forlorn look.

“And just like that the town was against me. Sure I had a few friends, but they were outnumbered by those who were against me. I knew if I stayed in town people would get hurt. I didn’t want that... So I left. Thought and schemed about how I would get revenge. Get rid of the church, the duke, all those lazy and corrupt rich folk. But I...” Pylia sighed heavily as she slumped against your shoulder.

“I’ve spent so long stewing in my own madness, I don’t even know what I want anymore. I think... I just wanted company the most. And I did anything to justify having it.”
It took a while, but Pylia would soon drag herself out from the water, still soaking wet. She summoned fire to her hands to help herself dry off but her face looked dead and sad. “How... How can you be so brave, knowing all of this? I... Ive always known, and I can’t...” Pylia just shook her head as Steam rose from her body, the flames in her hand quickly evaporating the sea water in her attire. “I just don’t understand. Anyone else would’ve... They wouldn’t be so kind. Just what sort of world did you come from that you’re so... Caring?”
Pylia put her arm out to keep you away. She couldn’t bare to look at your face. “Don’t... Don’t pity me. Don’t pretend to be sympathetic. You’re only saying these things because you’re stuck with me now. Stuck in these unknown lands and unknown people. You... you’re a prisoner here, don’t you understand? Whether you want to or not you...” Pylia started crying, but as she wiped her tears the salt just got into her eyes and irritated her face.

“You have to work with me... Because I’m... Im the only one who can bring it back home... There’s no one else left. You don’t really want to be here, to be with me. That’s why my god brought you here. To put you in this terrible situation where you have to be my friend or else you’ll never see your family again! What sick cruelty. And to think I... This was ever something I wanted...” lowering her arms Pylia fell back, her legs sprawling apart as the ocean waves washed over her body.

“I should have told you when we first met. When I saw you in the forest I knew you didn’t belong in this world. I knew and yet... I wanted to pretend. I played stupid. I kept quiet. I wanted to go on an adventure with you to fight monsters, against bad guys but... How pathetic of me to just expect you to drop everything for me. I am selfishly terrible...”
"You can't be serious." Pylia says sternly as she splashed her face with sea water. "You... You've been taken from your home. Your people. You're obviously no warrior. You may be able to fight but... But this isn't just a new land for you. Don't you get it? You're going to be thrown into a whole new world of violence. You're going to have to fight." She continued to sulk as the ocean waves began to rise, causing her legs to get wet. "I took away your peaceful life, Sylvia. Whatever you were doing before, it's over now. You're stuck here. Even if... Even if you could somehow go back, how long would that take? Ten? Twenty? Maybe even a hundred years?" Pylia started to pitifully laugh again.

"You're too nice Sylvia. I... I can't. I can't take advantage of you like that. You who... You haven't even asked anything from me yet. You've wanted nothing from me, and I've taken everything from you. You can't... You can't do that. That's not... Not how this world... Works...." Pylia seemed to slump further down, her hands covering her face. "Aaaaah god, why have you done this to me? You know this isn't how I wanted it! All I wanted was a friend! Someone who would be willing to struggle with me!" She cried out to the heavens above. "I didn't want to hurt anyone! All I wanted was... I didn't want to be alone anymore. That's all..."
Pylia sighed and shook her head. "I wish I knew. I really do. I... I've always prayed, and hoped, that he would answer my call and help me bring the change to these lands like I've asked... But I never expected it to be like this. To have my home burnt down by those skeletons. For you to arrive. For you to even come from another world!" Pylia looked into the skies. "The gods have a cruel sense of humor I think. A few days ago when I was just about to give up, I asked the Defiance to choose someone else to carry out his will. Someone who was more capable than me, who could take this burden off my shoulders." She laughed pitifully.

"When my home burned down I lost all hope. All my life's work, gone in an instant. I thought that was his will too. That because I was too weak to fight, I was to be cast out from his grace. And then you came. You came and finally I thought someone was here who wasn't just going to exploit me. To take advantage of my situation or to insult me for the things I do. Who'd be by my side, take my word, and help me against the world. And now I learn it's because of me that you're in this terrible position in the first place, forced to fight a battle you never asked for." Pylia slumped onto the ground and looked towards the ocean. "Ironic isn't it? I wanted to fight against those who'd force others to fight their battles. So naturally you're here to fight mines. Ah... So... Ironic...."
The beach was quiet except for the ocean waves. The night grew dark as the sun went down yet the stars came out with the moon and provided a rare view for you; a starry night sky. Something you would have never seen in the city due to all of the lights of modern life polluting the skies. Pylia stood on the edge of the beach where the waves, though slow and calm, could still reach up and wash her feet. She looked towards the skies as you approached and then she spoke. "I know why you're here. If everything you said is true, that you're from another world and that you saw the dragon, than I know why you're here and what you need to do to return home. You are the Arisen that is for certain. But what an Arisen is, is not a hero who slays great beasts, but a bringer of great change. You have been brought to this world in order to fight against stagnation and corruption, in one way or another."

Pylia turned towards you and held something in her hands. It looked like a cross, but upside down. But when you looked closer it was a small silver sword, with a teardrop shaped blade. "I know this because in that forest, I have studied, researched, and meditated. It's for the same reason I'm am not liked by the church, who follow the Maker. For I worship a different god, one that resists them and the way things have been. I am a follower of the Defiance, the Harbinger of Chaos. And you are his chosen one."

A restful sleep. How long has it been since Orchid had one of these? She doesn’t even remember how long she’s been in this new world. Two weeks at least? Three maybe? So much has happened recently she couldn’t even remember must of what happened yesterday. Just a few days ago she was struggling to find clothing for herself. Now she was the goblin chief, armed with a spiky club, dressed in hellcat furs. She wasn’t sure if this was a good or a bad thing. But she knew she couldn’t rest, couldn’t let her guard down. Her life got screwed over because she decided to be passive and just let people do whatever they wanted with her. Now she was going to be the one giving orders, rather than taking it.

As she rested Orchid felt like she was floating through empty space. She wasn’t sure if this was a dream or not. Surely, it had to be something magical since she was oddly lucid about it. Usually her dreams were just weird, uncontrollable and she’d have no way to influence it. But she was able to walk around this empty space like it was her own two feet. As she walked she saw what looked like a video game menu, a more visual version of what she usually gets. This was still so trippy for her; she recognized it as being a video game, yet at the same time this was her real life. She felt pain and hunger. She could see these stats. It was both bizarre but also just a part of her reality now. She’ll just have to roll with it.

It was that class thing she ignored the first time it came up. At the time, she was just fresh off becoming the chieftain and needed to know what she’ll want next before she made a decision. But now that she’s been the chief and had more time to think about it, she knew what she wanted to do. Of the classes, she choose Voodooist. While being a better Crafter was tempting, Orchid knew she was hitting a ceiling when her Crafting became level 5. Sure, she could likely make some awesome stuff now, but she wasn’t a scientist. She couldn’t make an engine or even figure out the chemical compounds for guns, at least not a way to extract it from nature. She knew she needed sulfur, charcoal, and nitrate, but where was she supposed to get that? Even charcoal took a day or so to make, and that’s if you have all the proper equipment.

No, Orchid needed to remember two things: first was that before she was a goblin she was just a young girl. She really didn’t know much about the world and compared to others, she lacks experience. And second, this world has magic. Sure she didn’t know anything about it, but remembering those Hex Cats, Crispy, and the others from the cave, Orchid knew raw strength alone wasn’t going to be enough to win anymore. Those other goblins were stronger and more experienced and they still died. And it’s not like the other monsters had guns or anything either; they likely used magic to take them down. And if Orchid wanted to survive she’ll need magic.

After selecting the option she could feel the world shake despite floating. There was screaming too and Orchid groaned. ”Those damn goblins.” Rising into the air, the chief woke up. First thing she did was grab her spiked club, which she kept on hand, and readied for a fight. But then she just saw it was just Wej who was very much alive and pointing towards another goblin. A pudgy red skinned goblin with a stone sword. ”...Clod?”

More of the goblins woke up, and it seemed two more had also evolved. They seemed bigger, if still goblinoid, and vaguely familiar. Orchid then realized it was Tiddies and Yoona, though she wasn’t sure which was which now that they evolved. There was general confusion around the camp, but all Orchid did was head over to that bush that they used as a campfire. There was still some warm embers but the flame was definitely dead. Grabbing an armful of sticks and summoning a fire to her hand, she started another campfire.

”So, Yoona, Tiddies, and Clod grew up. Great.” Orchid proceeded to use the rest of the badger meat they had for breakfast. First she’d grill the heavier chunks, saving the offal for when they had some more food to spice it up. ”Wej, don’t act so surprised. I evolved too, remember? That’s what happens when you get stronger.” Orchid turned to the others and cracked her neck. First things first, she needed to make sure that these three didn’t get any smart ideas that just because they evolved, anything had changed in the chain of command. So she shot them a solid glare. ”Good job. Keep working, eating, and training, and you'll get bigger and stronger. I'll make sure of that.” Orchid wanted to put that new charisma to good use and try and get these guys on her side again.

”When I was still with Rattleskull, all I got was scraps. Barely got anything good but sticks and stones. But since I’m the boss now, I’m not going to be like that. Gunna make sure we all get good food and good stuff.” Orchid took some of the bigger, fatter cuts of the badger kebabs and handed them to Yoona, Tiddies, and Clod. If she remembered correctly back in her human days, a good leader rewards good followers. And while she could say that to Clod, she didn’t know what to think of Yoona and Tiddies. Not bad but… She didn’t trust them. But if she could get them to trust her, then all the better. ”Fact is, us goblins ain't that strong. Rattleskull should've remembered that. He was too used to being the biggest goblin and got killed cuz of it. So we gotta stick together. Work together. Fight, eat, and grow together. And we'll get stronger cuz of it.”

Looking down at the collection of badger remains, Orchid had some good ideas. She definitely had enough materials to make a new bone sword, and enough hide to make decent shield covers. She wanted to make actual armor, but she’ll need more hide to do that. Before she got to work she went to look at the others waking up as well. ”Thanks to Wej we’re all awake. Whatever. Just means that I'm gunna be busy, and so will the rest of you. Wake everyone up! Hunter’s gunna go hunt, and Gatherers need to go gather more stuff for us. Tonight we’re going to go steal stuff from that farm and then see about finding a new home for ourselves.”

Eventually you and Pylia would reach Cassari as the sunset. The gate was still open but you could see the sentries changing to the night shift. Those trader's wagon was parked at Ricks' inn, and it seemed like most of the townsfolk were leaving work now. Lots of people out and about either going to get dinner or reveling for tonight. You could see young and old men gathered at tables and chairs outside of the inn drinking, getting their hard earned breaks for today. There was even another area where women were also drinking heavily and gossiping about the recent happenings.

Ricks' inn was a bit more crowded than usual as the traders were here to rest and eat. Dirk seemed to be helping the old lady serve food and drinks, using that speed and agility of his to easily delivery platters without spilling a drop. Pylia didn't seem comfortable though and tugged on your dress. "Too many people here. Let's head down to the beach." The beach in Cassarri was considerably safer than the one outside, not to mention cleaner too.
"It wasn't a dream? You mean then... The dream of the dragon... By gods..." Pylia realized what this meant as well. For a moment you two simply stood there in silence as the sun went down. Eventually though Pylia would tug on your dress. "We... We need to get back to town. And... Talk. There's something I've been meaning to tell you."
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