Mole

the alphabet game. lol

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What Are You Listening To?

Avalia

_{T I M E : M O R N I N G
L O C A T I O N : M Y R I A M O R B E D & B R E A K F A S T
I N T E R A C T I O N S : C A E L A N , R O S A R I A , S O P H I E , N U A L L Á N , J O M A R I
T A G S : @Potter, @13org, @Alivefalling, @princess, @baraquiel
E Q U I P M E N T : W A T E R F L A S K , W A Y F I N D E R , T R A N S M I S S I O N B R A C E L E T}

She was enjoying a nice stroll through the town's edge. Her limbs were freely hanging beneath her cloak, and the soft, padded dirt beneath her feet felt soft like feathers. For a brief moment, she pondered this sensation, since she was wearing her shoes. However, the thought fleetingly passed along its way as a distraction deteriorated her concentration. She was now in front of a tree, large like that of a jungle. Her hands could feel the bark's twists and grooves. It was apparent that she was now outside the kingdom, and the dirt felt distinctly different. She thought nothing of her shoes, at this moment. Although, something reminded her of her outfit, and yet, the thought no longer bothered her. For now, a rumbling in the forest echoed through her ears.

A monster.

And, it was coming quickly.

The stomping made it almost impossible for her to understand from which direction it was coming. She thought to run, but before she could make her trail towards safety, a large claw through wind over her head and caused her to fall to the ground. Aurora felt pains slither quickly through her palms. A thick dampness covered them. She swallowed, huddling her body inside itself. She was bleeding, and the rumbling was too terrorizing for her to move. The monster was right over her. Any second now, it would clutch her and devour her.

A last thought told her to remain was silent as possible -- Oh! And the humans. She was supposed to protect them with her own life! But, how could she protect them if she could not even protect herself.

"Aurora!"

The voice echoed through her mind. There was an ominous melody to it, as it surrounded her. The low tone sounded familiar, like the saving grace she had always known her entire childhood. It was the voice of her brother, Rowan.

Somehow, or another her body was moved to safety, but the screaming. She knew that screaming., It was the same screaming the group had heard just the other day echoed through the forest. It echoed through her mind. It was her brother's screaming, now, echoing around the trees and carrying through the air as the monster tore through his body.

Aurora was about to let out a scream, but a soft voice cradled her awake.

The voice was Princess Rosaria.

The advisor let out a sigh. It was soft, inaudible. Her shoulders relaxed. She would have time along the journey to contemplate her dream, but right now, most thankfully, she had a mission to cherish and nurture. There was no time to feel the sorrows and terrors of her brother's death linger alongside her. Her father told her to always be weary of dreams. They were helpers at best and tricksters, misleaders at worst. Falling prey to a dream has lead many elves astray. Still, she found it necessary to contemplate the dream further, even if now was not the time. If not for the time at which it was present, at least for the love of her dearest older brother.

"It smells beautiful in Myriamor," the light elf noted gently. The openness gave the air a freeing scent, and although she could not enjoy the aesthetic splendor that she had read and learned much about, she discovered quite quickly her other senses were able to admire the generous fashion of the land.

What Are You Listening To?

Who are your writing influences?

(Currently) Kazuo Ichiguro and Min Jin Lee

Microfiction&Poetry #8 - voing and feedback

I vote for Writing.

The Digital Expanse {Digimon x Megaman RP}

C:\Expanse\Data\User_Data\Suzuki_Takada...

Suzi’s lips trembled as the virus finally turned its attention towards her. A shockwave rippled towards her, and the fingers she had lacing delicately against her prayer bracelet grabbed hold of the white beads, as if in a motion to remove the piece of jewelry. Her initial thought was to hold it up and use it as some type of shield, but another serge of energy released her grasp from the beads.

It was the yellow gadget on her wrist.

“Kyaromon digivolve to…” This all happened so quickly as Kyaromon twisted in a digital energy, technologically transforming into its evolved form. The tug on her heart that had caused guilt released itself as a newly formed Kyaromon hovered in the likeness of Kudamon.

The Digimon swished through the atmosphere, and with its serpent-like tail, ushered Suzi from danger. Both fell towards the ground, away from the shockwave. The Digimon’s body was cooked around Suzi, protecting her from any injury of the sudden movement.

“Kudamon!”

Quickly and nurturingly, Kudamon glanced at Suzi with its yellow eyes. It’s two front paws padded it’s body upwards, away from Suzi, seeing that it’s trainer was not frayed and not wanting to induce any danger to her upon forming its own counterattack. Kudamon’s attention went towards the Mettaur from then on, sizing up its competition.

Kudamon twirled around in the air, as to strike the Mettaur with its slithering tail and holy artifact. The air around Kudamon swished with the Digimon’s movement, causing a thin tornado around its body before the monster slammed into the Mettaur. However, the Mettaur hammered the poor Digimon away after a moment of pain.

"M̶̧̮̞̖̪̤͖͑͛̐̂̿̌̇̆͛̓̀̓̎̚ȩ̷̡̪͇͙̖̯̘̒͜T̷̤̼̗̗͔̬̭̩̮͇̾͋̔̌͋̓̐̿̽͆̚̚͜͝͠͝T̶̛̺̺͔̪͔͇͕͙̪͌̇̎̑͛͝a̵̻̭̪͔̯̎̇̃̍̉̅̈́̃̓̾͘ͅǘ̵̧̢̥̙͕̳̮̰͈͜ŕ̷̛̫͓̮͆̃̍̔̅̿̇̐͂̔͝u̸̙̖̗̻̮̠̫̠̱̖̼̐̂̏̊̋̽̌̅̐̆͘̚͝s̴̹͕͎̻̗̲͗̈́͌͂̈́͘ ̵͙͚̥̝̭͍̫̺̣͍͍̳̀͐̓̄̄́̽̈́͂̈͌̕̕͘͝ͅL̵͔͎̱͊́̑̎̃̌̚͝ Class B Virus Hazard found."

Pushing her own body from the ground, Suzi mixed the soil underneath her around. Her shoes saw more dirt than they ever had. Her dirty palms carefully removed themselves from the ground as she stood on her two feet, once again. Her dark eyes absorbed the scenario, “K—… Kudamon?” Her voice quivered as she watched the Digimon coil to the ground — determination still sparkling in the digital monster’s eyes.

“Stay calm, Suzuki-chan,” Kudamon did not falter a gaze towards its young trainer. It’s center focus stayed on the dark, helmet wearing villain, “Kudamon was hardly scathed.” Its cool temper kept concentration on the target. “Whatever you do, don’t let fear keep you, again. We’re in this together.”

Suzi mustered a nod of obedience, blonde hair bobbing submissively and courageously to the response, with teeth again, nursing her bottom lip. However, now Suzi, too, had determination dancing in her eyes.

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the alphabet game. lol

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𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒔 - 𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅

_{T I M E : One Week After Human Arrival
L O C A T I O N : Timothy Babadil's Hidden Cottage
I N T E R A C T I O N S : @Conscripts
T A G S :
E Q U I P M E N T :}

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_N/A

The morning sun peeked through the windows of Timothy Babadil's cottage. It was warm and welcoming, a portal into another world, not haunted by Dark Elves and other menacing evils.The rays welcomed Aurora from her long slumber. First, brushing her eyes and then kissing her cheeks, which were no longer flushed with a fever of pain. The magic Timothy had crafted was now drifting onto other things, as Aurora no longer needed its works.

As her eyes opened, the sleepy mist of magic lifted. For a brief moment, she listened, gently turning her head, feeling the warmth of the sun touching her skin. She thought a soft melody was playing, but when she concentrated on the sound, it disappeared. And then, the sharp memory of Vasco's kidnapping twisted in her mind.

"Vasco!" she gasped.

The memory turned more and more like a feeling growing warmer, until she could see from the black abyss a small light growing larger; red, yellow, and blue. A giant flame. As the flame flickered endlessly it began to look like something more. A face but not just a face. It was Vasco's. He was huddled inside something, trapped, and as the vision expanded it became obvious where he was. Voices could be heard and faces matching the voices were seen in the apparition.

She was calling out to him, desperately trying to say something -- anything. However, as she tried to speak, she could not hear herself. Instead, she felt someone's hands grab her, and the dream vanished before her eyes. The silent void returned.

"Aurora!" Rowan was holding her. "What's wrong?" She could hear his panting breaths. She could also sense someone else was in the room. A small guiding light shining nearby.

"Woah there, Rowan," Another voice suggested with an abundance of cheer."Grabbing a dame so tightly has never done them too well. Give her space, m'lad."

"I..." She felt her brother's hand tighten. Her hand was weak, but her fingers managed to fold.

"Ro...wan?" Her voice sounded weaker than she had expected.

"Blessings from the gods and goddesses." Rowan bowed his head. She felt his hand bring hers to his forehead. A kind gesture that relaxed them both.

"Where am I and where is Barrack?"

"You might want to relax a little, M'lady. You still need your rest. Curious, though. You didn't ask about the human." Timothy boldly pointed out."Perhaps, you already know." His hat tipped its brim, casting a shadow over his face.

"I must know if Barrack is fine and well before I speak more," Aurora said softly. Her hand slipped from Rowan's clutch. It was trembling.

"He is strong and well." Rowan stopped himself. They were fortunate Barrack had not been wounded badly, especially after what happened. "He has gone to help retrieve Vasco. I delayed my departure, in case you awakened."

"I am relieved Barrack is in good health," Aurora closed her eyes."I was unhelpful and got in the way. I must apologize to everyone. However, if it is of any support," she sighed. "May I offer this vision -- I saw them taking Vasco to Iron Hold. He is terribly sad and alone. This is what I saw before you called my name." She frowned, remembering the sight of him once more. How could she be upset at his foolhardiness? Despite all, there was never truly room for such feelings.

"I reckon you should keep resting, M'lady. Time marches onward no matter the cause. We'll be left behind if we don't act now. As much as it good to cherish time with your dear sister, Rowan. It'd be best if you left now. You might be able to catch them on their way. Once they get to Iron Hold, it'll be a different story, and Aurora will have to go with you, as weak as she still is." Timothy flicked his finger and the door to the room opened.

Tales of Symphonia

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I'm considering starting this up after the holiday as I hadn't noticed how close it was when I originally posted it

@Hero

Awesome.