OtomostheCrazy Member
The Impatient Patience of Fulfilled Nothingness
STATUS: I decided it was time for a new look. How do you like it? 10 yrs ago
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I decided it was time for a new look. How do you like it?
10 yrs ago
Weekend was busy, hot, and tiring. I have stuff to do, and this week is looking to be a difficult one. This is going to be a VERY uncomfortable part of my life.
10 yrs ago
DAMMIT! SON OF A-! One of my favorite fanfics is stopping, because apparently it's breaking rules. Not only that, The fanfic I'm working on will have to stop too, since it's similar! This sucks! T-T
10 yrs ago
Must...finish...fanfic...Must...not...look into the YouTube comment section of Death Battle...Must...not...get...sidetracked...
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10 yrs ago
I got into another online argument about shipping again! I said that I ship Blaze with Silver, and they said that she'd be more likely to be in love with Sonic. I can't see how.
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Hiyas! I'm Otomos. OTOMOS THE CRAZY! HYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
I've got a handful of years experience Roleplaying here and elsewhere, so don't think me a rookie! My Avatar once looked like a part of some sort of time-theme, but that's just Chronos after he was brought back to life and upgraded! My more favored avatar is either Dimentio or the Azure Flame God, but how does one resist a clock face?
But that's in the Past. Now it's a pic of Gwyndolin, the Dark Sun!
Prepare yourself for the Persona of the week/Month/Minute/Whatever! Try to guess which Persona it is when you see it in my Signature! This little tidbit starts within a week!
My return to The Guild could mean many things! A new RP, a revival of an old idea, my participation in the arena as a Low-Rank Grunt, but most likely my return means that I'll participate in the more recent RPs!
With that said, remember to eat your porridge and limit your fire usage (we are drowning after all)!
SEEYA'S!!!
I've got a handful of years experience Roleplaying here and elsewhere, so don't think me a rookie! My Avatar once looked like a part of some sort of time-theme, but that's just Chronos after he was brought back to life and upgraded! My more favored avatar is either Dimentio or the Azure Flame God, but how does one resist a clock face?
But that's in the Past. Now it's a pic of Gwyndolin, the Dark Sun!
Prepare yourself for the Persona of the week/Month/Minute/Whatever! Try to guess which Persona it is when you see it in my Signature! This little tidbit starts within a week!
My return to The Guild could mean many things! A new RP, a revival of an old idea, my participation in the arena as a Low-Rank Grunt, but most likely my return means that I'll participate in the more recent RPs!
With that said, remember to eat your porridge and limit your fire usage (we are drowning after all)!
SEEYA'S!!!
Most Recent Posts
@Zelosse
Hah! Mine's a gif! There's no possible way you can do the same with Kaathe! HYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Hah! Mine's a gif! There's no possible way you can do the same with Kaathe! HYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
@Polybius
Izzy eyed the guards to assess the situation. Apparently, this was an unlawful meeting. She would understand that them meeting would be suspicious, but to bring out this many people and just accuse them of doing stuff? Governor Gerard Domina must be paranoid. If he kept stuff like that up, Izzy might just put that guy on her hit list. Still, this was just one thing...of course that doesn't mean that she won't kill these guys of his. No one tries to stop her from a job. No one.
Hm...there's enough people here to spread their attention out, and most of them have heavy-bolters, pretty unreliable from this distance, but still pretty deadly when used in large groups...And they have armor, so that makes things difficult...If push comes to shove, I'll switch to it, but for now I think I can make do with the sniper. They're far enough for that...I think.
Izzy prepared herself for the fight. In her line of sight, there was some cover to use. It'd be helpful in the fight to come. She leaned towards Erek to whipser,
"Hey, we should probably shoot first."
Isabelle "Izzy the Shattergun" Ozborne
Izzy eyed the guards to assess the situation. Apparently, this was an unlawful meeting. She would understand that them meeting would be suspicious, but to bring out this many people and just accuse them of doing stuff? Governor Gerard Domina must be paranoid. If he kept stuff like that up, Izzy might just put that guy on her hit list. Still, this was just one thing...of course that doesn't mean that she won't kill these guys of his. No one tries to stop her from a job. No one.
Hm...there's enough people here to spread their attention out, and most of them have heavy-bolters, pretty unreliable from this distance, but still pretty deadly when used in large groups...And they have armor, so that makes things difficult...If push comes to shove, I'll switch to it, but for now I think I can make do with the sniper. They're far enough for that...I think.
Izzy prepared herself for the fight. In her line of sight, there was some cover to use. It'd be helpful in the fight to come. She leaned towards Erek to whipser,
"Hey, we should probably shoot first."
Okay! Who do you guys think I should have Girania interact with?
@Snarfulblast
As much as Girania wanted to burn people to vent her confusion, she decided against it. As fun as it would be to fight and capture this 'security', she had a bit of knowledge about random events. If something of magical nature happened, and it was out of randomness, then she could not simply burn her way back. Being a berserk pyromaniac would not help in the slightest, and may probably end up making the situation worse. She'd have to just roll with it, and hope that whatever happens doesn't get in her way too much. Of course, such a thing is easier said than done. Girania was addicted to the suffering of others, and having the inability to cause it was like taking a toy away from a child. It left her miffed.
Still, she took the key and thanked the man with a false expression of gratefulness. She looked at the number on it, and assumed that it was referring to the numbers on the room. As she made her way, she thought of all those people that she saw in that place. They all seemed...unique. She'd have to make an effort to learn more about them, if she ever saw them again. If things become bad, and Girania can't return, then she'd have to make do with using them as her test subjects. They seemed powerful, so maybe she'd end up finding something interesting.
In any case, she did find her room. She paid no attention to the screams coming from nearby, as they mattered little to her. The room was nice. It was plain, and filled with what she expected...as well as a few things she didn't recognize. This room would have to serve as her resting place and experimentation area, similar to how she did things back home. Still, she'd have to do some...redecorating.
As much as Girania wanted to burn people to vent her confusion, she decided against it. As fun as it would be to fight and capture this 'security', she had a bit of knowledge about random events. If something of magical nature happened, and it was out of randomness, then she could not simply burn her way back. Being a berserk pyromaniac would not help in the slightest, and may probably end up making the situation worse. She'd have to just roll with it, and hope that whatever happens doesn't get in her way too much. Of course, such a thing is easier said than done. Girania was addicted to the suffering of others, and having the inability to cause it was like taking a toy away from a child. It left her miffed.
Still, she took the key and thanked the man with a false expression of gratefulness. She looked at the number on it, and assumed that it was referring to the numbers on the room. As she made her way, she thought of all those people that she saw in that place. They all seemed...unique. She'd have to make an effort to learn more about them, if she ever saw them again. If things become bad, and Girania can't return, then she'd have to make do with using them as her test subjects. They seemed powerful, so maybe she'd end up finding something interesting.
In any case, she did find her room. She paid no attention to the screams coming from nearby, as they mattered little to her. The room was nice. It was plain, and filled with what she expected...as well as a few things she didn't recognize. This room would have to serve as her resting place and experimentation area, similar to how she did things back home. Still, she'd have to do some...redecorating.
There. I posted. Two dark elves meet, and one needs to speak with Evelynn. I'm now hungry for bread and water. Excuse me while I go and eat.
Ever since the day before, Kaathe had been returning to who he was before. As a templar, barely anyone cared to know who he was, and if they did, they'd barely find anything. He was a forgettable dark elf that was simply 'there.' When not performing tasks given by the leader he was assigned to (or in this case, went along with), then he was wandering around the town in silence. The previous night, he did just that. He wandered the streets, looking at everything with a lack of interest. There was only one interesting sight that caught his attention. A figure had passed him for a moment. The moonlight wasn't enough to completely reveal their appearance, but Kaathe managed to catch a few details. Their eyes, their hair...small things that wouldn't damn a person for anything. The figure ran as if they would be damned, though. Their posture and speed indicated that they were fleeing out of fear, and Kaathe had only chuckled at the sight. The rest of Kaathe's night was spent wandering some more, and resting against a wall.
When the morning came, Kaathe had used his money to buy bread and water, after finding a small place to bathe. He found a corner to sit down and eat. As he ate, the dark elf listened. He eavesdropped on the street conversations, focusing on this and that. It seemed that a majority of the conversations were about the king and his condition that seemed to be getting worse and worse. These same conversations had been talked about the day before, so Kaathe had little interest in them. It was nothing but the same lot of fools worrying about the state of an old leader, rather than what that leader's heir may do.
Kaathe had almost given up on trying to find an interesting rumor to listen to...until one stood out. It wasn't that different in terms of content, but the ones who spoke it held a firm worry in their voices. The type of worry that meant that they truly believed it. The rumor was that King Gregor was dead. He was murdered, in fact, by an unknown person. The guards were searching the castle and its grounds, and the servants were worried that the killer was still around.
Kaathe sighed and finished his breakfast. He would have to confirm the accuracy of the rumor with Evelynn. He got up and made his way to the castle. The dark elf hadn't spoken to his captain since yesterday, so he sped up. It would be bothersome if he had to be scolded by his captain for not reporting. It was easy to navigate his way to the castle, as it was literally the grandest structure nearby, but when he got near, he slowed to approach the gates.
They were closed. Of course they were closed. No one seemed to be around, so they couldn't be opened. If the king really had been murdered, then it made sense that they kept it closed. Problem was that Kaathe cared less. He simply sighed, and ran onto them, before climbing over to land inside the castle grounds.
With all the commotion, Kaathe found it easy to move past the castle guards. In truth, their tactic of gathering everyone in one place was idiotic. Had the murderer still been there, they'd have found a way to escape long ago.
Kaathe was unfamiliar with the layout of the castle, so he simply wandered about. He found himself in the courtroom, where many had been gathered. It was there that he was set upon by castle guards. Apparently they had a bias against dark elves, because he had simply entered, and they came running to him with hands on the hilts of their weapons. They screamed out that he was to be tried under the suspicion of murdering the king.
"My my...accusing everyone in such haste? How idiotic of you."
When the morning came, Kaathe had used his money to buy bread and water, after finding a small place to bathe. He found a corner to sit down and eat. As he ate, the dark elf listened. He eavesdropped on the street conversations, focusing on this and that. It seemed that a majority of the conversations were about the king and his condition that seemed to be getting worse and worse. These same conversations had been talked about the day before, so Kaathe had little interest in them. It was nothing but the same lot of fools worrying about the state of an old leader, rather than what that leader's heir may do.
Kaathe had almost given up on trying to find an interesting rumor to listen to...until one stood out. It wasn't that different in terms of content, but the ones who spoke it held a firm worry in their voices. The type of worry that meant that they truly believed it. The rumor was that King Gregor was dead. He was murdered, in fact, by an unknown person. The guards were searching the castle and its grounds, and the servants were worried that the killer was still around.
Kaathe sighed and finished his breakfast. He would have to confirm the accuracy of the rumor with Evelynn. He got up and made his way to the castle. The dark elf hadn't spoken to his captain since yesterday, so he sped up. It would be bothersome if he had to be scolded by his captain for not reporting. It was easy to navigate his way to the castle, as it was literally the grandest structure nearby, but when he got near, he slowed to approach the gates.
They were closed. Of course they were closed. No one seemed to be around, so they couldn't be opened. If the king really had been murdered, then it made sense that they kept it closed. Problem was that Kaathe cared less. He simply sighed, and ran onto them, before climbing over to land inside the castle grounds.
With all the commotion, Kaathe found it easy to move past the castle guards. In truth, their tactic of gathering everyone in one place was idiotic. Had the murderer still been there, they'd have found a way to escape long ago.
Kaathe was unfamiliar with the layout of the castle, so he simply wandered about. He found himself in the courtroom, where many had been gathered. It was there that he was set upon by castle guards. Apparently they had a bias against dark elves, because he had simply entered, and they came running to him with hands on the hilts of their weapons. They screamed out that he was to be tried under the suspicion of murdering the king.
"My my...accusing everyone in such haste? How idiotic of you."
So...who's next?
Well that post is going to haunt my nightmares for a while. Well, let's get to reading it.
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