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8 yrs ago
Current "Doing your best" does not mean working yourself to the point of a mental breakdown. Its no longer your best at that point.
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9 yrs ago
The word homeowner has the word "meow" in it. Good luck pronouncing it correctly ever again. You're welcome ^.^
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9 yrs ago
When everything seems wrong...something goes right, and it changes darkness into light, and makes the shadows a little less daunting.
10 yrs ago
People cry, not because they are weak. It's because they've been strong for too long
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11 yrs ago
the bad thing about being bullied is that every time it happens it steals a little piece of who you are if it happens enough little by little you become a little less of who you were meant to be.

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At this stage, I don't think any of the characters will be a good fit for this roleplay, for the simple fact that there are many similiarities, perhaps too many, between then and cannon characters, but also because they just don't seem to feel right for this.

I could go into more depth, but i want to focus on posting first.
one down,

Fsreeh next
Lucas


Location: Overwatch Headquarters - Forks; Washington Interactions: Dr. Zeigler (@Vicier), Fareeha Amari, Erika Striker (@Kaithas), Winston (@Lmpkio), Asbjorn Hagen (@December), Văn Nguyệt (@Pirouette), Ajax Amari (@Ajax Amari), Genji (@Jacobite), Ansgar {@Eisenhorn}





"Ah, well, it was an okay night" Lucas said in response to Angela, not wanting to mention he hadn't actually slept that night, he gave a shrug at her question, "No, just makes it a long day, is all. You really should get some sleep..." He said, with some concern and before he could say anymore, Erika had slid into the room.

Lucas was a little taken aback at being used as a steadying pole, but stood still as Erika steadied herself against him, giving her a smile. and gave a soft laugh, ”Good morning, Erika. You should be more careful, I can’t always be around to be a useful pole for you” He said, looking over as Winston entered, giving him a nod ”Good morning, Winston” he said, turning to retrieve plates for them all, he sighed as Ansger’s entered, greeting everyone by their last name, except him. It was a habit that Lucas was more than aware of, Ansgar seeming to think that, or at least to Lucas, that Lucas was an insult to the Morrison name. Perhaps it wasn’t that, yet Lucas was more than frustrated at that disrespect. While he didn’t mind being addressed by his first name, when it was in such a group of names, it was an obvious slight. He merely nodded, and returned the good morning, setting the plates down, where everyone could reach them.

He smiled at Asbjorn as he clapped his shoulder, obligingly stepping out the way so he could reached the fridge. As the steady stream of people entered, Lucas shifted to watch them all, giving Fareeha a nod, amused at their little game, noting the presence of a wolf pup as Phoebe entered the kitchen, making a note to ensure that Remus would be okay with the she-wolf pup. As Ajax entered, the young pup with him, Lucas chuckled. Ajax could almost be like a wild storm coming him, doing damage and then rushing off, but he liked the lad well enough.

He accepted the plate from Angela, giving her a smile ”Thank you, Angie.” He said, always grateful for her, watching her a moment before she moved off, he glanced to the food, keeping an eye on it as Angela went off to the blender, shifting to set his plate aside and reach for more plates to dish up food, yet Angela, on the ball as always, beat him to it. Giving her another smile, he returned to his plate, watching Angela. She was always so busy….and yet, she constantly found the time to ensure that everyone was alright, ensuring they ate, and were cared for. Even when they were young. And she had certainly been perhaps the only thing that had enabled him to keep on going, asides from the need to make sure Hana and Juliette were cared for. There were times when he didn’t know how she did it.

”You truly are a wonder, Angie” He said softly, wanting her to know that she was appreciated, that he, at least, valued her. And if everyone else knew what was good for them, they’d value her as well. He leaned back against the counter, thoughtful as he slipped his eggs and bacon between two pieces of toast, and making a sandwich, biting into it happily, enjoying the tastes, quickly eating it, he retrieved the puppy, Reeces, ”Don’t worry, Ajax, I’ll give the pup a bath, I have to give Remus one in any case, and he can keep Reeces in line for a time, if you want to get cleaned up yourself.” He said, smiling at Reeces, ”I don’t think Remus was ever as small as you” He said to the pup, remembering the wolf-dog as a puppy, he had always been...big. He held the puppy easily, Reece’s light weight almost unnoticeable.

”Thank you, Angie. It was a lovely breakfast. If you need any help, I can be free” He said, giving her another smile, he held the puppy even as Remus came in with the wolf-pup in tow, the young, injured pup favoring her hind leg, nevertheless tried to keep up with Remus, he turned around every so often, and nudged her along. Smiling, Lucas sighed softly. It seemed he didn’t need to worry about Remus harming the wolf-pup, and was quite curious to see that he was in fact protective. He watched Phoebe set her plate aside, and scoop up the wolf-pup, checking the injured leg, before looking back to Angela, amused at how she seemed to care for everyone, and do so in a way that left them no way to refuse, often finding themselves doing it before realising that she had gotten her way. He chuckled, and said ”Well, I should go get this wriggly worm washed, least he cover the base in mud” He stroked Reece’s on the head, glancing over to Ajax to make sure that that was okay.
Niesha is updated.

I'll catch up on the new op later

Back to work
Mmm well it depends on what mood I am in but I'll get a Lucas post out first, then Fareeha, the. Ceri.

Of course I might be in the mood for some Mayhem and go Jamison or Ceri first...we shall see. But I'll definitely try and get everyone up today, but....

I'm already so damn exhausted.
I probably won't post until tonight.

Of course if I can swing it at the track...I might sneak on to write a bit here and there
I can try and write something in the morning
Will try and post soon
flops in exhaustion



Two months later





Sasha


Two months, never a long time, really. Yet a lot can happen in a day, and with sixty of them, who knew what could happen? Yet the last two months have been oddly calm, aside from building environmental disasters, increase in earthquakes. All of which, Sasha investigated. Spending time away from the guild, Sasha traveled far and wide, sometimes using teleportation lacrima, sometimes just traveling. Throughout it all, Sasha continued her research into finding Tenuru island, each quake getting her closer and closer, she thought, to the island’s location. While she wanted it to be a cross guild effort, looking for the island ended up being a sort of solo quest, both because it was tedious and also because...she wanted the time alone, or with Lazarus. After a few weeks away, Sasha was just returning from the guild, entering the main hall, she glanced about, smiling slightly.

The two months traveling seemed to have taken a slight toll of the small woman, causing her to appear tired, and worn, but she seemed to have a softer look to her, one that didn’t make her seem weaker, but rather stronger, as she walked towards the bar, setting her notebook, battered and full of loose papers, down on the surface, sliding onto a seat, she glanced about her, to see who was in the guild hall, her mark was visible with the low-cut loose shirt she wore, her demeanor slightly changed from the timid girl she was, even a year ago. She was wearing comfortable traveling pants, her boots practical for such, and her hair, longer with 2 months growth, was pulled back from her face in a pony-tail.

Dust covered, Sasha didn’t seem to even notice the travel grim on her, instead she seemed quite comfortable in it, and she leaned back against the counter, facing the room at large, waiting it seemed for something, reaching for water and taking a sip.

Beneath them, the ground rumbled, a small shake, nothing more, and Sasha sighed. By now, message lacrima would be reaching the other guilds, Dragon Fang, Riders Blade and Frenzy Plant high on her list. For what was to come, she knew, would take them all.

Greetings, Guild Masters.

I hope you are up to date with the recent natural events happening. I have been investigating them, and have found, what I believe, is the source. I would like to extend an invitation to speak with you all, and see about a partnership, for the good of Fiore.

Phoenix Wings “Ice Queen”, Sasha Shin.
A call to arms



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Master Jamie


Master Jamie stood in her now organised office, frowning over the neatness and...starkness to it, wondering why she had ever let Jarvis talk her into letting him organise it. Jobs to be approved now lined an almost duplicate version of the job board in the common room, member information was filed away neatly, contacts and other files separately, and on her desk stood individual shots of guild members, and a group shot of her own little family, which she had to smile over, her arms wrapped around both girls, Jarvis a constant, steady presence, arms around them all. She sighed.

She supposed she could put up with the...neatness. Even if it felt alien. Surely it wouldn’t feel that way forever. It couldn’t, right? She frowned, and gathered some of her files, setting them on the desk, she read over the newest additions to it, contemplating it. With the rise in dark guild activities, Jamie had been encouraging members to work with the other guilds, trying to uphold the tentative relationships between the guilds, and perhaps make the link a bit stronger.

With everything, Jamie was worried about that the most. What was the come...she was a little fearful. She shook her head, and leaving her office, she glanced about the guild hall, smiling as she noticed that Sasha had returned once more, an air of confidence about the girl that warmed Jamie somewhat. She remembered when Sasha had first joined the guild, timid little thing. The last years events had changed them all. Reaching up, Jamie brushed back her blonde hair, smiling to herself.

For the better.

She caught Samantha as the girl charged ahead, the young girl energetic and too unpredictable, twirling her around before putting her down, ”now now, Sammy. Go find your sister, okay?” She said, glancing about to see the members that were at the base.





Time Lord


Time Lord stood atop a building in Magnolia. The young man stood steady, his cloak billowing in the wind, seeming to be unaware of the imagine he was making, like that of an avenging angel, his brown hair flowing in the wind, his dark eyes surveying the city, as if trying to see it utterly and completely, taking in every detail that he could.

He had always loved this city. The way it was, how it was laid out, the simple fact that it was...whole. Ever changing, but whole. So different...He sighed heavily, and made his way down from the building, landing on the ground smoothly, he began to walk, as he did so, he activated his newly learned archive magic. With all his research and knowledge, Time Lord had been trying to learn how to use archive magic, in order to always have the accumulated research with him at all times. He walked, looking up occassionally to make sure that there was no one he was about to walk into, frowning to himself, as he made his way to where things were about to happen.

He knew things had changed...but had they changed enough? Would he even know? the mere fact that he was still here was...troubling to say the least, and Time Lord was concerned that despite everything, he hadn't been able to change everything. Perhaps he had been too young, when he'd come here ten years ago...could he have truly understood everything, at such a young age?

He didn't know.

Of course, things were different...they could truly be prepared. They were truly prepared, and he dispelled the archive magic, slipping his hands in his pockets, just another young person moving in the crowd, his sights set to Phoenix Wing.
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