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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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Working on a post now, got delay
@December
Hey mate, just noticed, but are you calling Leo a warlock because of his gender? Cause he sounds more witchy in power to me. Basically, witch and warlock is more about power nd knowledge levels then gender. Witches can be male or female, as can warlocks, depneding on skill. For example, Callie is a witch because she can cast spells and stir potions, etc, whereas Alexis is consdiered a warlock right now because she lacks the skill needed for witch status right now
Sasha

Sasha smiled as Ariel came over, giving her a hug, she let Ariel take the notebook, not particularly worried about it, not one really for keeping things from her guild mates. Her family. In it, Ariel would see information from recent disasters, as well as detailed notes on where she had been, what she had found, and finally one last entry on Tenuru island, a hastily drawn map showing where she had sketched it. She smiled, almost secretively ”Well, I’m glad I look different. Its been an interesting two months” She said, shifting slightly, she laid her hands in her lap, ”As for what that is, its my notebook on everything….related to whats coming”. She smiled at Amaya, ”Well. Nothing is off with me, not really. But thank you for your concern.” She chuckled at Joshua, and smiled, happily, ”Well, you are probably right about that. I wanted to get back as quickly as I could” She said, cheerful.

Sasha was, beyond anything, happy to be home. It had been a long few weeks, and she’d been doing a lot, with a lot of knowledge weighing heavily on her shoulders, but back home...she knew everything would be alright.

Catching Mayt’s conversation with Jarvis, Sasha tilted her head a moment, listening, before she said softly, her expression a little daunted at Mayt’s appearance, the new scars, and worried for her friend, perhaps the first person that had actually shown some interest in her, ”I actually have a lot to go over, but I was letting everyone just gather naturally” She said, glancing about, seeing that a majority of people were around, she sighed, ”And I was hoping the other guild masters would join us, even via lacrima, yet it doesn’t seem like it…”

Micheal

Michael frowned as he faced Balthazar, out the back of Dragon’s fang’s guild hall, the sword in his hand unfamiliar, heavy as he faced off against the demon spirit, who would give him no mercy, he knew. Over the last few months, Michael had been trying to increase his own fighting, to become both stronger, and able to protect his spirits if he needed to, so he wouldn’t be a burden to them, nor his guild mates.

But he just couldn’t seem to get the hang of holding the sword and he clumsily moved towards Balthazar, his unsteady strike knocked aside easily, he sighed as his sword went clattering to the ground.

”You are not holding it right, Michael” The spirit said, and Micheal glared at him, looking up from retrieving the sword, in his left hand. His right was in cased in plaster, the result of an injury when on a job. ”Gee” He said softly towards the spirit as he shifted the sword in his grip, ”I wonder why” He sighed, and tried to shift the sword so that he could curl his all but useless right hand around the pommel, holding his left on top of his right.

Sammy

"Nothing. Mama told me to find you" Samantha said brightly, hugging Amelia when the older girl shifted too her level, holding on tightly, "Are you okay?" she asked Amelia, with some concern.
DUUUUN DUN

Edit: IT DOESN'T SOUND LIKE JAWS MUSIC WHEN I READ IT OUT I'M SORRY
Yay! Will post soon
I apologize

It's been a rough few weeks for me
Okay

This weekend

A post.

I'm so tired
Niesha


Location:Building A: Ash’s Home


Niesha watched and listened as Ashton spoke, a little unnerved about it all, silent, as she watched the woman appear. At once, she began to understand. Asthon was trying to lesson the shock, for those that had known Zoie, but for Niesha it hurt two fold. She hadn't been able to save Zoie, the woman dying from something that Niesha just couldn't predict, or do anything about in this wasted world, just across from her. And she wondered if it was just possible that Zoie had had siblings, that she hadn't known about, or that had been torn away from her, like Michael had been from Niesh herself. She bit her lip. standing, and wondering at fate, even as she tried to understand just how this woman had appeared here, had come to Newman, so many months after Zoies death, where New Comers wouldn't understand the pain and heartache this situation brought.

Victors shout to Ashton was enough to have Niesha spinning about, watching Richards path to Ashton, and the Zoio look-a-like. And she winced, her heart aching, wondering what she would do if someone that looked like Sophia suddenly appeared in Newman. Or anywhere for that matter. She flinched, and took a few steps to follow Richard, following Victor as he pushed his way through the crowd, her heart just about breaking as she heard Richard's cracked voice. Despite not having much to do with Richard, and given how things had started off, Niesha nevertheless....could understand what he was feeling. In some way, they all good.

It sucked not being able to do anything, and she stood helpless, watching the scene play out. She stepped back, knowing she couldn't do anything, and wrapping her arms around herself in a hug. Why could nothing be easy, nothing be fair? why, on a day that should be joyful, especilly now adays, did something like this have to happen? She watched, waiting for something bad to happen, anything, as Ash Addressed Richard.
I shall post when I'm home today before I get into studying
Fareeha

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




Fareeha gave a soft sigh, as despite efforts, Reese made a mess, although thankful, especially for Ajax, it wasn’t on the couches, which was all Angela had cared about. ”Its alright, Ajax. It wasn’t on the couches, its easily cleaned up, don’t worry about it” She said, giving her younger brother a smile, ”Just make sure it’s cleaned up and I’m sure you can still go on a mission, if Angela has one for you” She reassured him, even as she finished off her breakfast, and rinsed the plate out, so as to make it easier for whoever would be cleaning it later. Shifting, she glanced around at everyone ”To those not going on a mission today, I do expect you to be in training, regardless. There is always room for improvement, after all.” She said seriously, starting out the kitchen, ”i have some fun training planned for today. Self awareness She chuckled to herself, at her own little private joke, glancing back at the others.

”if you need me, Angela, I’ll be around, Call me on the coms”, She said, as she reached the door, moving around the returning Lucas, she stopped, glancing back as Genji made to excuse himself, despite the offer of a mission. It wasn’t the first time, and Fareeha often found it suspicious that Genji did this after receiving a communication of some sort. Fareeha was a great believer in trusting your teammates, your comrades in arms, and yet lately she found herself suspicious of things like this. If one couldn’t trust those you worked with...how could you fight the enemy?

She knew that others didn’t have the same loyalty to Overwatch as she did, and yet, she expected them to always have Overwatch’s best interest at heart. She knew this wasn’t always the case, and she turned back around. ”Genji, if you’re worried about working with someone you aren’t quite comfortable with, you don’t need to go making an excuse to not do so.” Ever the diplomat, Fareeha knew how to speak between the lines, and get her point across in ways that weren’t accusatory. While she’d love to believe it was just that, she doubted it wasn’t. ”We all have to learn how to work together, we never know when we may be thrown into situations that leave us paired with those we wouldn’t normally work with. However, Angela said she wishes to speak with you, that is more, I think, because she respects your opinion and wishes your advice, then it is to throw you together with anyone” She said, leaning back against the door frame, and crossing her arms, before shrugging and pushing off the door frame, heading out the room once more, she paused. The training room was already set up to what she wanted, and she had a little bit of time. Having not seen Juliette at breakfast, Fareeha sought the girl out, wanting to make sure that all was ok and having a soft spot for the girl. And just because the security system hadn’ gone off, didn’t mean that nothing could have happened to her.

There was generally one location where you could find Juliette a majority of the time, and so Fareeha hunted up the music room, hearing the lovely singing as she walked down the hall towards and then the voices of Athena and Juliette. She knocked on the door, smiling ”Good morning, Juliette”
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