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9 yrs ago
Ah nostalgia...my old friend. Listening to the old pokemon soundtracks is just so relaxing
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10 yrs ago
Ah good old Tears to Tiara II. Only took three or four hours to play the first chapter XD Only another billion to go XD Thankfully that was only because most it was story, onto the gameplay! XD
10 yrs ago
I hate my roommate and his cat right now
10 yrs ago
Bloody laptop
10 yrs ago
Bloody hell Date a live might've been a horrendous adaption of the light novels, but f*ck it's got a fantastic soundtrack
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Currently looking for Fairy Fencer F (FFF for short I suppose XD) Roleplay actually

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In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 1 mo ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 1 mo ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Freyja Durmand


Location: The Grand ballroom
Date/Time: Ignis 10, Evening
Interactions/mentions: @HylianRose Nikolai; @Redking0380 Fareed


Noticing Nikolai hold back his laughter, she shot him a dirty look. She was trying her best damnit! Bah, whatever. It wasn't worth making a scene over, and to be honest, at least he had the decency to try to not laugh. Even if he was horrible at hiding it.

At hearing from Fareed that she had just missed Stratya, Freyja frowned. Not that uh, it changed much from their perspective. Maybe just a deepened scowl? But Of course. It was just her luck, as always. An audible click of her tongue followed by a deep sigh was all she could really do about the frustration she felt on the matter, her gaze lingering on Nikolai as he also spoke up. Her mind briefly wandered to the past, the thought of Keith crossing her mind as they both made mention of some unsavory lout fancying Stratya.

It was worrisome, but she knew Stratya was more than capable of handling such matters herself. Even if he seemed rather unpleasant indeed, if she was to believe the words of these two strangers. The giant of a man in Fareed seemed trustworthy enough in that matter anyway, and she didn't have a reason to completely dismiss the disdain either had for this 'suitor'. She would have to ask Gwen about it later.

More importantly, her gaze followed where Nikolai pointed out Stratya to be. She caught a glimpse of her, but there was a lot of people on the dance floor also. Another sigh followed as she leaned on the cane slightly. Wonderful. She didn't want to meddle in her sisters affairs too much right now, nor did she want to approach the dance floor in any capacity, so suppose she would just have to wait.

Patience was a virtue, and while in her soured mood her patience was thinner than usual, patience was something she had mastered in this regard.

"I was looking for Gwen-" She caught herself, pausing and clearing her throat as she corrected course. She kept forgetting these blasted titles and it irked it something fierce. "-er, I mean Captain Durmand, because she's the only person I know here bar a few colleagues I spotted before." And colleagues she didn't like all that much either. Not after they had been drinking anyway. Oh well, suppose she could've found worse company. Though a commotion happening off to the side somewhere did catch her attention briefly, she ignored it for now. Unless Stratya made a move to go over, she didn't care for whatever petty infighting the nobles had going on.

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance then, Mr Fareed." Bowing her head slightly to show her appreciation to the Alidashtian man, she turned her full attention to Nikolai, sizing him up for a moment. Maybe he had gotten such gazes before, and maybe he had given such gazes before, but this was probably more analytic than the normal 'checking out' one might give.

"Tall stature, well built and muscular. As expected from a knight or other such. Handsome, if extremely slappable, face, which would suggest good genetics when paired with his build. He obviously seemed to show some sort of interest in me, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a shallow comment about being 'stunned by my beauty'. A rather male comment to make I must say, not that its necessarily a bad thing, even if I disagree with such a statement. Seems respectful enough, and I doubt Gwen would be associated with a ruffian. Very well then. Suppose I don't mind seeing if there's more compatibility beyond this, I heard some of the other girls mention this was a good time and place to find a partner, and I'm not against it thus far. Lets see where this goes, not that I expect much. I have some time to kill anyway."

"...Its quite alright then I suppose Mr Berova." Clearing her throat again as she broke off from her analysis of the man. Shifting her weight awkwardly, she would continue. "If that is the case, then I don't mind you staring. Physical attraction is but one of many starting points to fruitful relations and endeavors, and while I don't see much appeal in my own appearance, it is appreciated to know a handsome man like yourself sees something resembling beauty in my own. I find that you yourself are also rather...uh...what is the term again? Ah right, 'rather easy on the eyes', if I am recalling it correctly?"

Was she doing it right? This was how people flirted right? She wasn't entirely sure herself, not really having the time or desire to delve into the topic much herself bar the theoretical side of things. But from her perspective, he had flirted first, so it was only right she showed interest back, right?

"Though, I'll have you know, physical attraction is but that; a starting point. And I am not so shallow as to dwell on your obvious good looks much more than that. In stating as such, I believe we should discuss ourselves in open dialogue in an attempt to better know one another before pursuing relations beyond that of friendly chatter, it would only be fair on both parties in such cases, as I would state I am not opposed to such relations, but only if there is sufficient compatibility on the mental front. Of course there is an emotion needs basis for either party which comes later down the line if sufficient chemistry is established and formulated, requiring a thorough investigative discussion between individuals to discover and feed, so to speak in regards to metaphorical terms I have been told in order to comprehend such complex feelings in easier methodology. I am rather inexperienced in such regards however, my studies have kept me rather busy since I came to the capital and flirtations with colleagues and fellow students would just lead to awkward workplace relations if things were to sour, so I have taken a more professional route in that regard and would rather leave professional and personal matters separate. In this instance, it wouldn't be a professional relation, so a personal one can be pursued if we so desire, and as previously stated I am not against such a relation currently as things stand, granted there is enough common ground found in conversation to establish the foundation of a more solid relationship, as I am not particularly fond of the idea of one built on whimsy and fancy over one built on something more concrete. You should always start with the foundation of a house, not the roof, and relationships are much the same in that regard as far as I am aware. If nothing else, this should serve as good experience in the ways of 'flirting', so please do continue."

Seeming pleased with herself, she nodded alongside her words. Were you proud Stratya? She was participating in this 'flirting' correct, no?

In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 2 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Freyja Durmand


Location: The Grand ballroom
Date/Time: Ignis 10, Evening
Interactions/mentions: @HylianRose Nikolai; @Redking0380 Fareed


...Someone was watching her.

While she wasn't quite as perceptive in that regard as Stratya, growing up alongside the knight captain meant she had picked up a thing or two along the way. The ability to pick up others gazes being one of said skills, her eyes scanning the ballroom till she met Nikolai's gaze. Almost immediately, her iris's narrowed to slits as she tried to assess why this man was staring at her so intently, but couldn't quite from this distance. At their eyes meeting though, the man seemed to notice and winked at her. The action, accompanied by an annoying little smile, rubbed Freyja the wrong way.

Granted, it wouldn't take much to earn her annoyance right now considering her mood, but something about him seemed to especially annoy her so. He was doubtlessly an annoying and infuriating man. She couldn't quite put her finger on why she knew, she just...did. Some people just had a certain vibe to them, and this man had a vibe just...pissed her off. Enough in fact, that she made her way into the crowd, disappearing from his view briefly if he looked back that way, not that he probably did as he spoke to Fareed. It didn't take long for her to reappear, this time in front of him as she tapped her cane on the ground, just in case she had to get his attention.

Why did she have this cane again? Oh right, something about it suited the outfit? Bah, fashion was beyond her.

"Did your parents never teach you its rude to stare at people? Or is there something on my face? Please do explain yourself, I would love to hear it." She took a moment to assess the man now that she was closer. Judging by his physique, he was probably a knight of sorts. Not one from Caesonia though, and from what she knew of Alidasht he didn't match the appearance she would expect. That left Varian, unless her first assumption had been wrong, but she was pretty confident he didnt match the vibe from a Caesonian knight. For Nikolai's part, he towered over this woman currently glowering up at him by about a whole foot, yet she didn't seem fazed in the slightest. While she seemed annoyed with him, which she technically was, little did he know thats just how she normally looked at people.

Turning to his companion, she really had to crane her neck up to look at this man proper. Ah, now he was from Alidasht. They had a rather different appearance to the other kingdoms, and she didn't mean that in a bad way. She nodded at the man before speaking again.

"Though before you declare me rude in return, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Freyja." She paused for a moment, remembering that she believed the correct way to do this was a curtsy? How would she know, she didn't do this fancy parties or noble etiquette. It was mostly pointless hogwash to her, but suppose she had better play by their rules. So she would do one of the worst attempts at a curtsy either of these two gentlemen had probably ever seen before in their lives. It was dripping with sarcasm and reluctance, insultingly so. Not that she had intended it to be that way... "I don't suppose you've seen Strat-Captain Durmand around have you? I've been trying to locate her, but there's just...so many people, its rather overwhelming..."

She would give anything to not be here at all right now. She would even take studying over this, which while she didnt mind doing, you could only do so much before getting bored. But at least if she was with Stratya, she would feel safe here if nothing else. She knew she had been told she couldn't just keep clinging to Stratya's side like she had growing up, but she felt this was different. She felt like she was in a den of vipers, no doubt whispers amongst some just from the fact she had approached these two. Not that she knew either of their reputations; hell, she barely even knew what the king looked like. She didn't care to either, beside the point. She didn't trust anyone here, and she was figuring it was already a gamble asking these two gentlemen for assistance, but they seemed 'harmless' for the most part. Though she still held the urge to slap Nikolai, for reasons that she couldn't quite understand.

In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 2 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Freyja Durmand


Location: The Grand ballroom
Date/Time: Ignis 10, Evening
Interactions/mentions: N/A


She still wasn't sure why she had bothered turning up. She hated parties, she hated being around so many strangers at once. Like sure, she dealt with strangers all the time as part of her training as a doctor, but that didn't mean Freyja liked it. She just tolerated it. Besides, that was work time. This was her own private time, and she would rather be reading a book by the candlelight. Or purifying her equipment. Or pulling her teeth out one by one. Literally anything else.

But when she got the invitation, she knew she didn't have much of a choice. She didnt know why she got one, but it would be a bad look to turn it down. And Stratya had told her she needed to blend in more...so here she was, regretting her life choices and considering not for the first time, maybe it would've been better had she just died in that forest. Hyperbole for sure, overdramatic absolutely, and she would get over herself later. For now, she would just stew in misery.

She wondered if Stratya was here also, the blonde fidgeting with the hood of her cloak. The worst part had to be the fancy clothes she was wearing, even if she begrudgingly agreed it was a fine outfit, and it was the only dress of any sort anyone could convince her to buy. She liked the black over the dark red, and how it was accented with gold embroidery. Most importantly, it covered her almost entirely, with the top half more like a long sleeved blouse than a dress, meaning she didn't have to worry about people staring at the scar on her back. She still did get some unwanted stares here and there, but that was for other reasons she didn't want to think about and just ignored them.

Her amethyst gaze would instead focus its attention on scanning the inhabitants of the ballroom. Sure, there were plenty of nobility, rich folk and the like here who it would be wise to rub shoulders with, get in the good graces of. It would no doubt help careers down the line, hers included, or simply being in the good graces of such individuals was never harmful. She knew a couple of people from the hospital were certainly doing that here today, much to her disdain. But she wasn't about empty flattery and pointless small talk much, being the more direct sort. She was hoping to catch Stratya and stay with her, use her as an excuse to fraternize as little as humanly possible.

But the place was...much bigger than she was expecting. Or was there simply more people than she was expecting? Maybe even both. Either way, she wasn't spotting her immediately, and she can only keep a low profile going for so long before people came up and talked to her, whether it be because they were extroverted social butterflies, or because they were drunk on liquid courage to approach her despite the scowl on her face, or maybe even because they were interested in the girl who seemed out of her depths, despite looking the part. She even had half a mind to cast a spell to find Stratya, but quickly scuppered the idea entirely.

Even after spending over a decade in this era, she had yet to grown used to the fact they demonized and hated magicae to the extent they did. And not wanting to cause trouble for Stratya, or get herself killed for that matter considering what happened to the Queen herself earlier today, she restrained herself, instead finding comfort by rolling her fingers over the gemstone necklace she wore. A keepsake given to her by Stratya. Maybe she should find someone to speak to instead? That would be more comfortable than being approached by strangers, trying to charm her with honeyed words or worse, people who wanted to talk to her for the sake of talking to someone. Those people were the worst kind, because you can't even excuse yourself from them and their yapping...

If nothing else, if people got on her nerves too much, she did have this cane that was mostly for ornamental purposes. While she was normally against violence of any sort, she would probably be able to sleep at night if she used it on someone annoying or creeping her out too much. Besides, she was a doctor in training, she could just patch them up afterwards. Probably. Maybe. If she felt like it.

Wait, she was internally rambling way too much right now. She was getting stares for just standing there, menancingly so long. She should try something. Maybe a smile at the people-and they ran off. Gah, Stratya always said her smiles could use work. Oh well, maybe she could use them to scare people off instead? At least till she finished surveying the room(s) to either find Stratya, or someone who didn't seem like too much of a pain to talk to.

In Pokemon Singularity → 2 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Stephanie Irwin




@Remram@Zarkun


Following the lady's instructions after a brief nod and utterance of what no doubt was some sort of thank you in the eldritch tongue, Steph would find herself pushing open a set of double doors, a whistle escaping her at the scale of the battlefield arena. Like it wasn't just one field, but multiple. Guess that was a bigshot, big city trainer school for you eh?

"Demawnstruytion?" Steph didnt really know what was going on, but a glance at the two on the battlefield explained everything she needed to know. She wasn't an experienced trainer, sure, but she had watched so many Galar region fights, as well as other regions when they were televised, but in person wherever she could in Galar. They exuded the air of confidence, strength and experience that came with higher level trainers. With her attention settling on the aforementioned individuals, she lingered over the people she didn't recognise for a moment, before grinning at Jason, wandering up to the blunette and attempting to drape an arm over his shoulder.


"Ye, oym heah t' tyke on the gauntleh', figooah ya doin the syme eh Jason? Fahncy maytin yah heah anywhy, its only bayn a few hours, buh' its faelt loike mawnths, haows ih' gaowin mite?" Perhaps Steph was being too forward and friendly with the boy she had only met earlier that day and had talked to like, twice. At best. And not even really at length at all. But if Freya had learned anything about Steph in her short time knowing her also, it was that she was pretty friendly and straightforward with everyone she met. Perhaps too much.


"Lit! Lit lit!" Dusk would also Chime up from her other shoulder, the living candle seeming rather proud of himself as he made boxing gestures.

"Sawlve whaht though?" Steph wasn't sure what she meant by 'solve it'. There was a problem to solve? She didn't think a series of three battles would take too long would it? Even if it was now three seperate trainers who wanted to partake in the challenge, well two at least anyway.

In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 2 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
In Pokemon Singularity → 6 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Stephanie Irwin




@Remram

For now, Steph would reluctantly send her newfound Growlithe to the pc. If only because she needed to sort her team out due to all the water types she had, plus she figured she could train it to the South of Grand Glory City in the woods. Were they called Starbor Woods? Eh whatever it was called, she had only really glanced over the map of the region. Granted, she was tempted to head north to try and get a Beldum ASAP...eh she still had time to think it over at any rate, first and foremost her attention was focused on a bit of grinding before she found her way to the trainer school.

Once there, she heard a voice from the reception desk, so with the swagger of a black teen, approached it otherwise she wouldn't be able to beat the shit out of trainers in the gauntlet without getting any closer.

"Ye, Oy heahd theah was a triner chohlenge heah. Some sohta gauntleh' type dayl? Oy was inteahsted in hahvin a crahck myself, figured a good chahnce t' mezshah up ya knaow? Dunnao if moy friend Freya heah wahnts t' oolsao. Oh and Oy wahnna troy and wiien thaht egg ya gawt as a rewahd." Pretty straight forward response, as expected from the ever direct Steph. However would the poor receptionist make heads or tails of the eldritch tongue that spewed forth from Steph's mouth as she leaned on her forearm over the desk?


Find out next time on......
DM's. Post. Z!!!!!!!
In Pokemon Singularity → 6 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Stephanie Irwin




@Remram

Did she expect it to just roll over and give up without a fight? Absolutely not! Well, at the very least she hoped it wouldn't. If it wasn't obvious by the fact she did it, then the big ol grin on her face as she wrestled with the Basculin gave away that she was quite enjoying this. And perhaps concerningly considering she was succeeding, this implied this wasn't her first time at this sort of rodeo.

Which it wasn't, but that was a story for another time.

"Baettah huyng on Freya, else ya gawnna gao undah weeth us!" Steph knew the pedal boat was gonna tip over and capsize. She it came as no surprise when it did, the girl hanging onto the little bastard for dear life as limbs and tail flailed about as she attempted to just fully wrap her arms and legs around the Basculin. She had plenty of experience wrestling with her cousins, especially the older lads. They took the longest to work out how to take down with the weight and height difference they had on her, but she had worked it out none the less so in her eyes this Basculin was childs play in comparison.


Eventually though, the sucker did seem to calm down and go into a Pokeball, the bogan just floating on her back for a moment before letting out a hearty laugh amongst some deep breaths.

"Naow wahsnt thaht fun innih' Freya? Loike bloody struth, thaw' the buggah was gawnna geh' awhy faw a moment, buh' Oy taught the liiel creettah whaws bawss eh?" She was insane. It was the only logical outcome considering what Freya had witnessed in her short time with Steph. Finally deciding enough was enough, Steph swam back over to the boat and would attempt to push it back up. Failing that, she would-wait. Speaking of the boat being capsized, and everyone being knocked off it, where was Dusk?


Panicked for the first time today, Steph began to frantically splash about as she searched for her little candle in crime, only to find him still clinging to the top part of the boat like his life depended on it. How, considering he had no hands? Fuck you, thats how. Seeing her partner safe, Steph let out a sigh of relief and returned him to his Pokeball temporarily for now. At least till they got back onto land, which whether they meant swimming and pulling the boat back or going back while soaking wet on the boat.

Which once they were back on land and the boat returned to its no doubt incredulously bewildered owners, Steph would take a moment to try and dry off once she got Dusk back out. Mostly resorting to trying to wring out as much water out of her clothes as she could. She didn't even bother checking her bag for her spares, she would need to deal with how wet those got later.

"Oh roigh', befoah Oy fohgeh'." Taking a moment to send out her newfound partner in Bandit, she would take a photo and send it to the old man, before finally turning to Freya.


"Daown t' chaeck eow' the triner school Oy heahd abeow'? apparently thyre doin a soht of chohlenge, wahnna say if Oy cahn geh' the egg thy gawt up faw grahbs." Once more, this was an invitation and not an expectation. Freya was free to leave at any stage she wanted, but if she also felt obligated to try and keep Steph's craziness in check and save her from herself, then she was free to do so. But once it was established whether she was accompanying her or not, Steph would make her way to the Trainer School.


Oh and the moment she laid her eyes on a Growlithe, that was being added straight to her team in a quick catch attempt. Do not pass go. Do not collect 200 dollars. And thankfully for Freyja, she would do this the old fashioned way and battle it with Steven, hitting it with a Water Gun and maybe a quick attack two piece combo before going for the catch proper. After which, she would be painfully aware she was down to her last pokeball, a problem for after dealing with the trainer school, which she would promptly finish going to after adding a Growlithe to her growing roster.

Oh and while she was at it, grinding some levels into Bea against some of the local normal types, Dusk with the local grass types and non Duckletts, aiming to team him up with Barra to try and get another level into her loveable magikarp, and then finally Glory against any other Growlithes on their way to the trainer school. Hopefully doing this would buy some time for them to be dryerish by the time they got there, or at least not forming new ponds underfoot with every step they took.
In Pokemon Singularity → 6 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Wel, regardless of that, she's still probably my favorite character in the RP. Whenever I read about the things she does, or how she comes to the conclusions that she reachs, it just puts a big old goofy smile on my face.

So thank you for bringing her awesome to us. :)


And to think you missed what she did in the original one lol
Yeeting Dusk at a flying Pidove because she wasn't sure how else to hit it, beat a thief half to death after his Sneasal tried to ice shard her in the head at his command, said thief also kicking his sneasal in the back and running away before receiving said beating, bullied the stall owner where she got Glory from happened last time also, just to name a few things she did lol Those goddamn Nuzleaf's were saved by the bell, lucky bastards....

Steph is both a trouble maker and a trouble magnet, so I can assure you there'll be more shit fuckery to come with her, especially when she starts finding hints at what shes looking for. And also I keep adding more layers to the jokes she has, its gotten out of control and I think I may have a problem...nah, I think I still def need to keep adding more jokes to her character. Its like, my whole thing for her lol

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She should be careful around Mantines then.


That is a good point, I should avoid them like the plague then. Not that I dont trust remy, its that I do trust him, and thats the problem
In Pokemon Singularity → 6 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Lunarlord34
Dude. I love Steph so much. xD

Got some major Steve Irwin/The Crocodile Hunter-flashbacks when she decided to wrestle the damn fish. 8D
Good times. Good job.

EDIT:


I can picture it now, Steph in the future...

Steph: "'Ello, 'ello, 'ello! Welcome on in t'da Feraligator 'unter! Iz me, yer gal Steph'n t'day I be showin' y'all 'owta rassle one o'em 'ere Sharpedos! *n wouya lookit'at, 'ere's one righ' now! Well, as 'ey say; GERONIBUNGA COWADOOD!!!!!"

Freya, as the forcefully-enlisted-assistant: "Wh- Steph! It's 'Geronimo' and 'Cowabunga, dude' and OH MYGOSH WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO PUT IT INTO A HEADLOCK!?"

Steph: "Ahgagsmgaxpt, gocha ya lil' buggah! 'An'memba, kids! It ain' da Sharpedos ruff'n coarse skin tha'll getchu, izzat maw o' razer shaa'p teeth 'at'll mess ya up sumthin' fierce, OhhahhahauaHey, we goh a live 'un 'ere, ey Freya?"

Freya: "WILL YOU JUST GET OUT OF THE WATER!?"


I mean, her name is Stephanie Irwin. Aka Steve Irwin, so yes, that is half the joke XD
Among many, many others. She's like an ogre, with so many layers of jokes. The biggest, besides the horrible bogan speech that is bordering on the eldritch tongue, probably being that she was an old mha rp character recycled into this, and I didnt change her personality much lmao

Sidenote, if anyone here is familiar with Nick 'the honey badger' Cummins also, then they'll see some familiar phrases cropping up along the way lol. I mean uh, Steph isn't a walking shit post, idk what you mean. Slander and lies I say!
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