Mega Birb

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Just wanna apologize for my absense this week, between the heat and school starting again I've been falling asleep the second I get home the past couple days. If possible, I'll have something up tomorrow or Saturday.

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I'll be posting tomorrow when I get home.

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@TheWindel
Do I start the Stark/Marquis rivalry or naw?

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@TheWindel
Should we start the Stark/Marquis shipping rivalry?

And, should I find the time between bouts of wallowing in denial of school starting back up Tuesday, I'll get a post up.

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

@Lucius Cypher
This cafe can go in one of two directions. Jiro in this, which I would greatly prefer...

Option 1

or Jiro in this.

Option 2

Choose wisely, Lucius.

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@Lucius Cypher@The 42nd Gecko
Torag will not be participating in the battle due to the fact that he's basically a brick when it comes to water. He has no need for oxygen, though it would be a multi-post struggle for him to cap any of the altars and he's useless on a ship. As for Marquis, he'll be sniping from the deck of the Contender for the majority of the battle and capping where necessary. There wasn't a post for him simply because I had nothing to write about for him when I last posted.

Also I have words for Miyu.

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@Awesomoman64
Pls no

Legit just spent 15 minutes figuring out how to give Marquis something to do aside from boarding the Contender and sailing for the Sea of Ruthria. I quite obviously gave up.

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Sliske Arkilius

Sliske crossed his arms and rolled his eyes as Victoire arrived, the very woman that had refused to play his game. Truly, she was the definition of a necessary evil in the army, and an irritating one at that. Not only could she resist his charming abilities, she was a key player in a sort of master plan he had. He shook his head and turned to Henry, refocusing himself to the present. "I'm going in there. We're outnumbered, and while I have a couple giant squids, we need all we can get." He cracked his knuckles then began to exert his will over his body, and three slits appeared on either side of his neck, his fingers became webbed, and his tail became thicker and flatter. He tossed the top half of his elaborate outfit to the ground as a shark fin of sorts grew into place between his shoulder blades and a transparent second set of eyelids blinked. "Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone, Avaritia. We're fighting for territory now." He stretched his arms as the air around him seemed to cool noticeably, and he walked into the warm water like one would leave their home.

He dove in not a second later, jetting out towards the center of the ocean after the vampire that had recently disappeared. Upon his swift arrival, thanks to the transformation he had gone under, he shook his head at the reddening water. While they were powerful and no one could dispute their use, the roses seemed to be overkill in this instance. The incubus glided beside Victoire, taking up a position that mimicked someone casually floating. "Well Miss Bordeaux, we've plenty of ocean to conquer and no army to do it with as of yet. Where shall we strike first?" He took a moment to examine his claws, scowling slightly as he noticed a small fleet of warships passing overhead. Oddly enough, from what he could tell, they were of Angelic make. "Strange, the angels are adapting to a situation... this could be bad." He removed Majarrat from its scabbard and stuck the hilt between his teeth, and began to swim upwards for a better view of the ships. If an angel decided to make use of some technology other than a sword, it could be serious trouble.

@floodtalon@KoL

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Torag Draken

Torag turned as a scout ran to him, clearly out of breath. Like himself, the runner was wingless, though he had on a pair of ancient sandals that were famous for boosting one's agility, so it must've been quite the run. Struggling to keep up the pace, he slowed moments before getting to the wight and leaned forward, supporting himself with one hand on his knees. In the other hand was a sealed letter, which the wight took. It took him a moment to break the seal and read the letter, the silence becoming extremely awkward for all around him. He flipped the paper over to find an area map and the objective written below, and grunted in frustration. "This is a territory battle, speed is a necessity for victory. I will be unable to assist, I apologize." If you looked close enough, one could see the rotted muscles in his jaw clench as he passed the letter around. "Miyu, given your expertise, you're to go with ten others and harass the Machina's flagship, the HMS Contender. Return to the camp if you cannot get close, we cannot afford much loss this day. According to that report, that ship impossible to miss and forcing it away from the battle would prove fruitful. Omega and the newcomer," He paused for a moment, indicating Tartys with his sword. "Search the sectors for altars. The main body of our forces will follow you and defend the areas we capture." He returned his weapons to his back, turning away from the group and walking for the command tent in his usual, sluggish and heavy fashion. With the chance at engaging demons personally taken from him, it was easy to see that he was quite upset as he pushed aside the flap of an entrance. The loud crack of an unusually sturdy table within the tent reinforced this.

@Flamelord@The 42nd Gecko@Awesomoman64

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@KoL
I swear if this RP gets any edgier...

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I was gonna write earlier, then I made those portraits I really needed to get around to. Then I spent an hour on imgur looking at memes. Time to actually write.