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8 days ago
Current Someone be ban evading.
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1 mo ago
Should also mention the gross amount of bots that are currently plaguing the Introduce Yourself threads, by the by?
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6 mos ago
So you only need to make two posts before deciding this site is a godless land? That"s gotta be a new record right?
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7 mos ago
two fish
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9 mos ago
The people yearn for the on-site chat to return.
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But I guess that's what I'm trying to get at. I thought you were a guy because your first character was a young edgy assassin chick,


Ahah, you were...right on the teenage part. Jfc, I don't even wanna revisit that rabbit hole right now but yeah. She may live rent free in my head but I currently prefer my roster atm.

Level: 3
Experience: 7/30
Currently In: Frozen Highlands, Dragonspine
Word Count: 242 (+1 Exp)
"Albedo" @Lugubrious, Prisoner @XoXKieroBombXoX


It couldn't be.

Frisk had her reservations about Albedo's feigned innocence, sure, but there were too many variables to confirm anything. Besides that, she wanted to trust him. Linkle did. Prisoner, though unintentionally drawing the alchemist's ire a few times, did too. Maybe they didn't know better either. She certainly didn't. She didn't think much of his actions, like blocking the entrance out or unwillingly letting himself get cornered like she did.

Because he was her friend.

...

Right?

Frisk could only react fast enough. Her soul sensed danger before she could. Holding her Spheal close to her as possible with the intent to take any hits that would finish it off, she quickly spun around to see-

"Prisoner!"

By some misfortune, she was right to suspect Albedo. Not matter how much she wanted to be wrong.

By some fortune, Prisoner was quick enough to intercept him before he could finish the assassination attempt. With her headless friend holding the rogue alchemist off, Frisk quickly grabbed her bow and arrows to try and attack from afar. She might be more comfortable with a firearm, but she has to try! But quicker than she could aim without risk of friendly fire, Albedo dissapeared.

Until they looked up.

"RUN!!" With no other way to go, the remaining trio had to sprint away from the collapsing icicles and jump down to the top floor, Frisk landing with a roll to protect the pokemon in her arms.
@Lonewolf685

Not yet.

Mentions: All in Attendance


"...Hm."

Without a flying type pokemon of her own, and the fact that her Frosmoth was undoubtedly too small for her to try and ride on, Bianca decided to catch a ride on a flying taxi instead. She didn't exactly have to wait long to get to Wyndon from Circhester, just had to fly up north. It was almost tempting to let Fionn out so he could fly next to her but she decided against it. Poor thing might not be able to keep up.

Yet on the way, as she glanced out the window to the cities below her, her mind couldn't help wandering back to when she lost last season. Bianca didn't fret over her loss, sure, but she couldn't help wondering. What could she have done better? She studied her memories, every action, every matchup, trying to figure out another way she could actually get farther this time. Bianca's plan wasn't to reach the champion. But she wanted to survive long enough to reach her oldest friend and battle her. Going further than that? Well, that's just a bonus.

...All those times Hestia lost to Ryker, again and again, Bianca stepped away to comfort her after each time. She was a strong trainer, even she knew that, and yet the younger man always swept the rug from under the Dragon Tamer's feet. Bianca faintly frowned at the memory, then furrowed her brows. No, reaching the end wouldn't just be a bonus. Her and her team have been training with great gusto to go the extra mile this time.

This time, her team will be ready to give everyone an ice-cold hell.

But for now they have to meet up at The Last Dahlia. Bianca didn't mind the venue choice, but didn't plan on getting any drinks. If anything Fiona would insist she get one of the sweeter drinks for the sake of her tastebuds anyways. Her taxi landed at the corner the bar resided, and without a word she stepped out, though not before paying the cabby what's due for the trip.

A moment after Iris took her seat at the booth, the front door opened again slightly. Bianca poked her head out from the opening before stepping inside all the way. She wore a flowing, sleeveless navy blue dress under a purple trenchcoat, with black leggings and flats. She had decided to go light on her makeup, and a silver necklace hung around her neck. At the sight of the currently gathered party, she lightly waved. "H-Hi guys." Bianca warmly smiled at them, walking over to take a seat next to Ryker.

"G-Guess I arrived early. Hope everyone's been o-okay?"
THIS POST IS TOO SHORT AAAAA-


For a moment, it almost seemed too easy. Cleave and maim, rip and tear. Just a moment longer and the reversed ambush would be done with. Atleast, that's what Lupin was sure of. And then, an abrupt stop. The pageless were retreating. The wolf girl was almost tempted to go after them, until all eyes were turned to a new face. A new, regal and dangerous looking face.

Their target was drawn out. Now what?

Where her fellow magical girls reacted outloud to Roma, be it in curiosity or caution, Lupin remained quiet. Though the sight of the teachers standing in between the strange woman and them earned an unamused look. She could handle herself just fine, thank you. She didn't know who she was, what she's done, or why they were hunting her. But one thing's for sure. If the amount of Pageless behind her in waiting was something to go off of?

Lupin eyed Moonlight Tsubasa intently, emitting a low, animalistic growl. The others can go ahead and try the diplomatic approach all they want. But once their target decided against it, she'll be tearing the flesh off her skin with her teeth and keeping that mask as a trophy. For now, she remained near Stripes. Protecting her partner was a priority in her eyes.
@PatientBean

Broken's answered for me, it aint you man.

Y'see, while I was lurking here I noticed that user was new.

I decided to do a little looking through their recent posts and junk, and it's all just from this. Not sure if it slipped their mind to make an introduce yourself post, happens to the best of us, but one can only assume.
I mean when you seem to have made your profile solely to uh, add to the discussion so passionately, you're kinda flying close to the sun.

I on the other hand don't have much to contribute to what's already said besides the fact that one of my current favorite characters to write is a guy and I'm a girl myself, so as long as you like, know what you're doing and have fun and stuff, then all's good bro.

And yes I'm one of the ones who thought @BrokenPromise was the opposite gender. But hey, it turned out he thought I was a guy so, *shrug*

"Ribbit ribbit."
Current Location: Precinct #11

"Just ignore her kid, you can do this!" The only one to respond between the Timekeeper and his puppet was Eddy, and even then he too choose to focus more on their plan. Luckily Finn's idea to lead Betty to the center of the roof managed to work, even if it meant the other agents couldn't help him. Here he could understand why though, even if it's still a dumbshit move to face her by himself like last time. But unlike last time, whatever he learned there could give him a leverage here. Like with Betty's defensive melody. He intended to make her waste it.

And then there were frogs.

Damnit, that thing's faster than expected! Gotta hurry this up! The boy's head snapped around to see the second spell was set in motion. Frogs both dead and alive started to spawn from the woodwork, and apparently bloodthirsty. Hopscotch don't fail me now. Finn had to maneuver around his newfound audience as they jumped at him, cause he was not looking forward to seeing what their corrosive bile could do to his outer shell. Unfortunate still that his adversary was still charging at him.

Now, he did have an idea of how to take advantage of this. But it'd take precision, and more importantly, perfect timing.

"Ally-oop!" Swift as he could, the Timekeeper flung a bolt at the floor below Betty. For a moment she'd probably assume he missed or hesitated, but he fully intended to have her caught inbetween the corrosive explosions of nearby frogs. If not to knock her down a peg, then at least to continue stalling her. He just had to keep at it, keep moving.

Speed was one of his few virtues.

Let's hope it'll last.
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