@Banana
Welp, I'm off to do a dancing competition for the weekend. Hopefully I'll find time to make a post, but still...
Welp, I'm off to do a dancing competition for the weekend. Hopefully I'll find time to make a post, but still...
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!!!
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Isabelle "Izzy the Shattergun" Ozborne
Izzy immediate went to check up on the weapons. She had to hurry as well. If those weapons weren't up to snuff by the time the guard reinforcements show up, then their exit would be rougher than sand paper and gravel put together. Of course when she checked the Rustbucket's weapons systems, she almost popped a vein at how stupidly out-of-date they were. Yeah, they were working, and they were enough to hold enemies off and blast through the hangar door, but if these things weren't upgraded soon, if they somehow are set upon by a proper modern military ship, it'd be like shooting rubber bands at a boulder. It wouldn't do much. Still, with the current situation, she couldn't complain that much.
"The S*** Weapons are online! We need a minute for the gun to charge up and blast through that door! Someone get to the lighter weapons!"
@Zelosse
To sum it up:
My Dad's from Samoa, they don't celebrate St. Patrick's Day there. When he first came here, he didn't know to wear green on the holiday and got pinched. Dude who pinched him got a broken nose in exchange.
To sum it up:
My Dad's from Samoa, they don't celebrate St. Patrick's Day there. When he first came here, he didn't know to wear green on the holiday and got pinched. Dude who pinched him got a broken nose in exchange.
@Snarfulblast
How I love to hear the story of my dad punching a guy in the face because he didn't know about St. Patrick's Day at the time.
How I love to hear the story of my dad punching a guy in the face because he didn't know about St. Patrick's Day at the time.
@Banana
"I don't know if I should take offense to that." commented Cherry when he heard the clone of his supposed creator say something about killing half of his own race. "I mean, on one hand, I'm of the same race, so I can only assume you would've been out for my head as well. On the other hand, they kicked me out, so...Hey, do you mind if I take about three of your fingers as recompense for the people you killed?"
"Don't get too greedy, Cherry." said Resin. "If you play your cards right, you'll have all ten of the original's fingers. Besides, You weren't even close to any other myceling."
"Hey! There were plenty of women I was close to!"
"You keep telling yourself that."
"I will use your skin as a flag, Squid-boy!"
While the two were in their daily exchange of wit and colorful words, the Duskician of the group spoke to Ixox.
"I apologize for their behavior. They become idiots when we're not doing anything more than walking."
The wind began to pick up. Slightly, but just enough for the Duskician. to notice.
"Hm...You said that her lover was the sister of my race's creator...Our creator is the goddess of Music, and her sister is the goddess of Dance...We might need to hurry if we want to catch them."
Yukiko was getting ever so slightly irritated. The genocide deity was in her way, and she couldn't get past him. He kept on the offensive, and didn't let up. Not only that, he was either tanking her hits, avoiding them, or blocking them. He lives up to the description she overheard, but this was getting annoying. She thought his counterpart would have taken him out or at least distract him, instead he's here, making things way more difficult than they needed to be. All she needed to do was restrain or impair Claire, and she'd be able to have her way with her. Now she had to come up with a different approach.
It was difficult to dodge and think, but she came up with something. Something that kept the smiling expression on her face. She continued to dodge and counter, but snuck in something else. She let herself get hit by the genocide god. As the clone was flung by the force of gthe blow a small distance away, her smile was all the more creepy. For a second, her body looked like it glitched out.
Claire felt her head pulse as the clone's injury registered as if it was the real Yuki who was in peril. Something was wrong. What was Yukiko planning?
Yuki looked at her demigoddess of a girlfriend. Her new eyepatch was...attractive in a way. It made her fantasize for a moment about being in a high school scenario, and her being the cool ex-bully that held secret feeling for her. Definitely something she'd have to keep in her 'RL fan fiction ideas' folder she keeps hidden in her realm. In any case, she shook herself out of the fantasy, and heard Xoxi's suggestion of leaving before they were found again.
"Yes. I'll ask the winds to bring us somewhere else. We'll need to plan this out better before we take your clone and her shadows on again."
Yuki, still in her disguise, began dancing in a fluid and beautiful style. The winds began to pick up in response...
With the bandits...
"I don't know if I should take offense to that." commented Cherry when he heard the clone of his supposed creator say something about killing half of his own race. "I mean, on one hand, I'm of the same race, so I can only assume you would've been out for my head as well. On the other hand, they kicked me out, so...Hey, do you mind if I take about three of your fingers as recompense for the people you killed?"
"Don't get too greedy, Cherry." said Resin. "If you play your cards right, you'll have all ten of the original's fingers. Besides, You weren't even close to any other myceling."
"Hey! There were plenty of women I was close to!"
"You keep telling yourself that."
"I will use your skin as a flag, Squid-boy!"
While the two were in their daily exchange of wit and colorful words, the Duskician of the group spoke to Ixox.
"I apologize for their behavior. They become idiots when we're not doing anything more than walking."
The wind began to pick up. Slightly, but just enough for the Duskician. to notice.
"Hm...You said that her lover was the sister of my race's creator...Our creator is the goddess of Music, and her sister is the goddess of Dance...We might need to hurry if we want to catch them."
With Claire and Yukiko...
Yukiko was getting ever so slightly irritated. The genocide deity was in her way, and she couldn't get past him. He kept on the offensive, and didn't let up. Not only that, he was either tanking her hits, avoiding them, or blocking them. He lives up to the description she overheard, but this was getting annoying. She thought his counterpart would have taken him out or at least distract him, instead he's here, making things way more difficult than they needed to be. All she needed to do was restrain or impair Claire, and she'd be able to have her way with her. Now she had to come up with a different approach.
It was difficult to dodge and think, but she came up with something. Something that kept the smiling expression on her face. She continued to dodge and counter, but snuck in something else. She let herself get hit by the genocide god. As the clone was flung by the force of gthe blow a small distance away, her smile was all the more creepy. For a second, her body looked like it glitched out.
Claire felt her head pulse as the clone's injury registered as if it was the real Yuki who was in peril. Something was wrong. What was Yukiko planning?
With Yuki...
Yuki looked at her demigoddess of a girlfriend. Her new eyepatch was...attractive in a way. It made her fantasize for a moment about being in a high school scenario, and her being the cool ex-bully that held secret feeling for her. Definitely something she'd have to keep in her 'RL fan fiction ideas' folder she keeps hidden in her realm. In any case, she shook herself out of the fantasy, and heard Xoxi's suggestion of leaving before they were found again.
"Yes. I'll ask the winds to bring us somewhere else. We'll need to plan this out better before we take your clone and her shadows on again."
Yuki, still in her disguise, began dancing in a fluid and beautiful style. The winds began to pick up in response...
@Banana
The Duskician was still wary of the clone, but the deal having been made, he could not complain. Cherry, on the other hand was spouting all sorts of profanities while Resin snickered at both the comment and the memory.
The Myceling bandit venomously glared at Resin. Clearly the thought of being punted pissed him off so much that he held a grudge against the girl and any who laughed at him. He didn't care if she was the creator of his race. He was going to...to...
"Wait. WHAT?!" he exclaimed as they were teleported.
Though the feel was different, the overall experience was pretty much the same to the bandits. When needing to make a quick escape, the Duskician had mixed two spells to creat one similar to the clone's one. Of course, that one could be seen as an imitation.
They were all curious about what she said. The girl she was a clone of was the creator of Cherry's race? Who were the other two, then? Were they all gods in disguise? What was going on. The only one to ask about s was Resin.
"What do you mean by that? Cherry was created by your original?"
Yukiko wasn't fighting. She was dancing. There wasn't much of a difference if one were to watch the battle, but the difference it did have was clear as day to Yukiko. She wasn't trying to kill. Injure, evade, and defend, yes she was. But actively trying to kill? She didn't want to do that. After all, she wanted Claire to be alive and awake when she becomes one with her. Had she fought to kill, there would have been a large circle overhead, indicating her going all out. Unfortunately, Claire also knew this, so she had to beat this clone quickly before she has a chance to down her.
It was a random song, but a familiar one. It was from a game, and Claire had her manipulation based off of it. It was a bullet hell, and with the added assault of the genocide deity, she shouldn't be able to dodge it all...right? Wrong. If anything the sound of the music only made her more excited. She was dodging like crazy...What was with her face?
"Yes, it should be. Especially since I'm going to help you the next time we fight her."
Yuki sat herself down, placing herself in seiza. She didn't take off her mask, in case her own clone appeared, but she did have a calming aura about herself. She also had an adamant aura. She was not going to standby this time. She was going to help fight.
"By the way..." said Yuki. "It was very reckless of you to just jump in without any plan of attack. I know she's your clone, but have you ever once considered how to defeat yourself?"
With the bandits...
The Duskician was still wary of the clone, but the deal having been made, he could not complain. Cherry, on the other hand was spouting all sorts of profanities while Resin snickered at both the comment and the memory.
The Myceling bandit venomously glared at Resin. Clearly the thought of being punted pissed him off so much that he held a grudge against the girl and any who laughed at him. He didn't care if she was the creator of his race. He was going to...to...
"Wait. WHAT?!" he exclaimed as they were teleported.
Though the feel was different, the overall experience was pretty much the same to the bandits. When needing to make a quick escape, the Duskician had mixed two spells to creat one similar to the clone's one. Of course, that one could be seen as an imitation.
They were all curious about what she said. The girl she was a clone of was the creator of Cherry's race? Who were the other two, then? Were they all gods in disguise? What was going on. The only one to ask about s was Resin.
"What do you mean by that? Cherry was created by your original?"
With Claire and Yukiko...
Yukiko wasn't fighting. She was dancing. There wasn't much of a difference if one were to watch the battle, but the difference it did have was clear as day to Yukiko. She wasn't trying to kill. Injure, evade, and defend, yes she was. But actively trying to kill? She didn't want to do that. After all, she wanted Claire to be alive and awake when she becomes one with her. Had she fought to kill, there would have been a large circle overhead, indicating her going all out. Unfortunately, Claire also knew this, so she had to beat this clone quickly before she has a chance to down her.
It was a random song, but a familiar one. It was from a game, and Claire had her manipulation based off of it. It was a bullet hell, and with the added assault of the genocide deity, she shouldn't be able to dodge it all...right? Wrong. If anything the sound of the music only made her more excited. She was dodging like crazy...What was with her face?
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With Yuki...
"Yes, it should be. Especially since I'm going to help you the next time we fight her."
Yuki sat herself down, placing herself in seiza. She didn't take off her mask, in case her own clone appeared, but she did have a calming aura about herself. She also had an adamant aura. She was not going to standby this time. She was going to help fight.
"By the way..." said Yuki. "It was very reckless of you to just jump in without any plan of attack. I know she's your clone, but have you ever once considered how to defeat yourself?"
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