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Wow, it’s been so long...
10 yrs ago
Wifi was down, what'I miss?
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10 yrs ago
:D *trying exponentially harder not too be dead*
10 yrs ago
Still alive, kind of. The wifi hasn't been great to where I wanted it. Either this laptop is connecting and I make my posts tomorrow, or I'm going to the library to make some RP posts.
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10 yrs ago
Again, sorry if I've been running slow...a whole other, months long RP was just shut down, nd that was kind of depressing.
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Summary of video: A single hornet enters into a bee hive in order to mark it for a hornet swarm to later invade and eat, but bees have their own trick up their sleeve. Once the hornet is in, the bees signals with their bodies to swarm, and they form a ball around the invader. By vibrating their bodies while bunched up around the hornet, they cause the hornet too overheat, as well as never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and hurt you~!
Still looking for Lucifer pic...
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What sort of God?
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Also...nobody group hugs Thiago, or else he'll instinctually think this is happening...
Also...nobody group hugs Thiago, or else he'll instinctually think this is happening...
Merciful and loving? O rly?
I'll just wait for the CS to pop up sooner or later...since Lucifer isn't Satan, and thus not being the adversary of God for the sake of being the adversary of God, I gotta understand their relationship dynamic before and after his fall.
I'll just wait for the CS to pop up sooner or later...since Lucifer isn't Satan, and thus not being the adversary of God for the sake of being the adversary of God, I gotta understand their relationship dynamic before and after his fall.
ReaptheMusic said
URSAAAA *huggles and pets ferret friend* .u.
*rolls onto back and wiggles*
Oh, hello bby~!
3: <( <3 )
I think I need to know what sort of person God is in this RP before deciding how to roll with Lucifer.
Once sleep slipped away, and he opened his eyes to properly push himself to sit up on his bed, Thiago knew something wasn't right. Sure, he knew right off the bat that his name was Thiago, and sure this white space/cell seemed fine...even if he couldn't remember whether this was normal...but his eye sight (compounded) was causing his head to hurt, the feeling of dizziness building up. Closing his eyes, he sat still for a long while, listening to others in other spaces yell, much away from his own.
Shaking off the final bits of dizziness, Thiago opened his eyes again and got up. In this white cell, there was only the bed and bedding, as well as a plain white desk and chair. Making this observation, he noticed two more things that seemed to stick out...the outfit he was currently wearing, which contrasted against the clinical white...and a deep glass container on the white desk. Making his way over to it and picking it up, he could see the number of large sized insects inside of it, all of them appetizing. Hearing more calls from other cells, the other spaces, Thiago stared through half-lidded eyes, through the bars of his own cell. Listening to some people yell, some people chatter, he popped the plastic lids off of the glass container and grabbed two mantis, before covering the container again...feeling some poking in his hand, and shrugging, he shoved the two lively creatures into his mouth and chewed enthusiastically.
*CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH*
Shaking off the final bits of dizziness, Thiago opened his eyes again and got up. In this white cell, there was only the bed and bedding, as well as a plain white desk and chair. Making this observation, he noticed two more things that seemed to stick out...the outfit he was currently wearing, which contrasted against the clinical white...and a deep glass container on the white desk. Making his way over to it and picking it up, he could see the number of large sized insects inside of it, all of them appetizing. Hearing more calls from other cells, the other spaces, Thiago stared through half-lidded eyes, through the bars of his own cell. Listening to some people yell, some people chatter, he popped the plastic lids off of the glass container and grabbed two mantis, before covering the container again...feeling some poking in his hand, and shrugging, he shoved the two lively creatures into his mouth and chewed enthusiastically.
*CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH*
No, I mean, this thing is just confusing me...this is the sort of thing you'd have to expect when you choose big characters, then wonder what lore is established and what lore is going to be ignored or newly introduced...maybe I should just stick with a lesser character?
The little toaster was levitated off the ground by his head mistress quite suddenly, in his opinion...with his little head back in the game, he noticed the fallen sweets and his headmistress's fury...
"Toaster-san, I see you have destroyed a beautiful display of sweets provided by one of my lovely Vice Principals. It's a good thing Stein-san can't hear us right now. It would be a shame to be interrupted in such fun~"
With a fork brought out, the little Toaster knew it was all over. At least...at least it was all over in the hands of the headmistress he most admired...
"OVERLORD H-HEADMISTRESS-SAMA...RECONSIDER, P-PLEASE! K-K-K-KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~!"
"As for you Aram Pollux you must learn balance. The gecko becomes fat when it dies if it continues to chew its own tail."
"Cooking and ingredient textbook. Right. I can get that."
Aram was fine with becoming fat...and maybe also becoming a gecko, but that was besides the point. As suddenly as the health inspector came in on a wrecking ball, he was gone just as quick. With that, all that was left was for him to wait for the textbook to be brought to him. The library didn't suffer too much damage, aside from a broken door and a cracked wall here or there. Ms Begay quickly came back with multiple textbooks, "Just in case, you know, you get one sticky." Aram couldn't help but quirk an eyebrow at this, "Or something. It doesn't mean anything!" And then she too ran off, before he could even smile and thank her. It suddenly struck him that maybe he should have asked the librarian if she had a change of bandages handy...oh well, there was always next time. Holding his small stack carefully, the demon made his way to the cooking classroom.
"Toaster-san, I see you have destroyed a beautiful display of sweets provided by one of my lovely Vice Principals. It's a good thing Stein-san can't hear us right now. It would be a shame to be interrupted in such fun~"
With a fork brought out, the little Toaster knew it was all over. At least...at least it was all over in the hands of the headmistress he most admired...
"OVERLORD H-HEADMISTRESS-SAMA...RECONSIDER, P-PLEASE! K-K-K-KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~!"
"As for you Aram Pollux you must learn balance. The gecko becomes fat when it dies if it continues to chew its own tail."
"Cooking and ingredient textbook. Right. I can get that."
Aram was fine with becoming fat...and maybe also becoming a gecko, but that was besides the point. As suddenly as the health inspector came in on a wrecking ball, he was gone just as quick. With that, all that was left was for him to wait for the textbook to be brought to him. The library didn't suffer too much damage, aside from a broken door and a cracked wall here or there. Ms Begay quickly came back with multiple textbooks, "Just in case, you know, you get one sticky." Aram couldn't help but quirk an eyebrow at this, "Or something. It doesn't mean anything!" And then she too ran off, before he could even smile and thank her. It suddenly struck him that maybe he should have asked the librarian if she had a change of bandages handy...oh well, there was always next time. Holding his small stack carefully, the demon made his way to the cooking classroom.
"I've heard stories of the Grand Claudius since I was a girl. How they burned villages trying to rid of the cur of the night, sent small armies to stop you and other purebloods. And how you would tear them down without a moments hesitation."
Claudius's clear eyes stared into the woman's own...and all vampires present, even the human guards fell silent, "Teach us, we cannot spread our message of peace between races unless we conquer Kingdoms and change the laws of others. We must fight to prevent more of this hatred, this fear of others like you, demons, and other beings alike. It will be a war... and I need your help, Sir Claudius." Closing his eyes, the pureblood leaned back in his chair and let out a tired sigh. Drumming his fingers on the arm of his chair, and humming for a moment in though, almost like no one else way present...his eye flicked open and he righted himself once more. It was clear to the other vampires that something the human woman said must have upset him, but if Claudius was anything, he was patient.
"You need not spare the details, I'm sure you also heard the tale of my capture...and when they tried to burn me at the stake." The whole population, not even just the vampire present, could suddenly feel the turn up of the tension in the room. Many a century ago, Claudius was dragged out of his hidden bunker in the mountains by a blessed silver wire tied to his neck, tied and burned up in the middle of the city square. If it hadn't begun raining that day, quite suddenly...he wouldn't have escaped. It was a widely believed rumour that that particular incident, along with forcing his body to speedily heal up the burns, was the main reason he had fallen into the long slumber he did.
Popping the knuckles of his hand absentmindedly, Claude blinked a few times, before reaching over and gently tucking a strand of loose hair away from Beatrice's face. Surprisingly, it was Eirham who spoke up next, "Do you have any other leaders, any other groups or organization advocating for such a thing? I don't want Sir Claudius's name to be attached to a failed endeavor."
Claudius's clear eyes stared into the woman's own...and all vampires present, even the human guards fell silent, "Teach us, we cannot spread our message of peace between races unless we conquer Kingdoms and change the laws of others. We must fight to prevent more of this hatred, this fear of others like you, demons, and other beings alike. It will be a war... and I need your help, Sir Claudius." Closing his eyes, the pureblood leaned back in his chair and let out a tired sigh. Drumming his fingers on the arm of his chair, and humming for a moment in though, almost like no one else way present...his eye flicked open and he righted himself once more. It was clear to the other vampires that something the human woman said must have upset him, but if Claudius was anything, he was patient.
"You need not spare the details, I'm sure you also heard the tale of my capture...and when they tried to burn me at the stake." The whole population, not even just the vampire present, could suddenly feel the turn up of the tension in the room. Many a century ago, Claudius was dragged out of his hidden bunker in the mountains by a blessed silver wire tied to his neck, tied and burned up in the middle of the city square. If it hadn't begun raining that day, quite suddenly...he wouldn't have escaped. It was a widely believed rumour that that particular incident, along with forcing his body to speedily heal up the burns, was the main reason he had fallen into the long slumber he did.
Popping the knuckles of his hand absentmindedly, Claude blinked a few times, before reaching over and gently tucking a strand of loose hair away from Beatrice's face. Surprisingly, it was Eirham who spoke up next, "Do you have any other leaders, any other groups or organization advocating for such a thing? I don't want Sir Claudius's name to be attached to a failed endeavor."
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