@Banana
I'm sorry to ask you this, but can you wait for tomorro for my post? Today's been long, and I'm tired.
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I'm sorry to ask you this, but can you wait for tomorro for my post? Today's been long, and I'm tired.
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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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So...while we wait, does anyone have any idea what their character's theme song is?
I wonder if I should pitch the inclusion of Demon Doors or something.
@Banana
Clarice continued on her assault. With every miss, more and more frustration built up, which sent her further and further into a blind rage. She wasn't going to be like her original. Claire was stopped, and even held back in order to get her point across to Cia. Clarice wasn't going to say anything. She was going to kill him. She didn't care if she had to kill everyone just to get to him. It just pissed her off so much. And she had no one else to blame but the skeleton and herself for making her angry and becoming sloppy.
Hey, he kinda messed up with that pun.
If not for the fact that she was in the middle of fighting, Clarice would have stopped right there out of confusion.
Sister, I'm forcing the winds carry my words to you. I'm actually watching the entire thing through the water, actually. It kind of hurts, but I'm fine now.
Clarice was somewhat glad about that. She wouldn't forgive the Skeleton, but at least Yukiko was okay.
It's time. You should do something about him. In any case, you should calm down. It wouldn't feel right to do it while your angry.
Clarice shook in anger, but she listened. She began to calm down more and more, until her arms returned to being two large ones, rather than several smaller ones. The goddess form looked at the skeleton with a somewhat venomous glare, but instead of attacking again, she said,
"Holy ****. You didn't even get the pun right."
She spoke in the tone that Claire had before. The calm, cool tone that made you think she could take things in stride.
"So, a request, huh? I don't usually do this for an enemy, but I think I'll make an exception...Have fun."
The form began to break down into an uncountable amount of crickets. Clarice made a perfect circle with her finger, and spun it. Music began starting up, and pretty son, the most random song started to play.
Some of the crickets joined together to form small, bomb-throwing humanoids with an adorable smile. They were off to go and "play" with the shadow Skeleton, and they'd chase him no matter what. The rest just began hopping and jumping all over the place, ready to help out their bomb-throwing friends at all times. Until then.
In the meantime, Clarice opened up a portal and went through it, closing it as soon as she was through. It was time.
Yuki didn't quite know the reason behind why Claire and Xoxi created the child, so she decided to treat them as such. She didn't know that Alex was made to be a weapon against the clones, so she thought that the child didn't know what death was.
"They're trying to hurt us, Alex." replied Yuki. "They want to hurt us badly, and it's difficult to fight against them."
Yuki began trembling. She wanted to help, but she was still too injured. Her body still shook from the pain that Claire was put through. At the moment, she was as helpful as a stick against a longsword. This feeling of uselessness hurt her. She didn't know what to do for now...
Miriam was celebrating with her Slimilili. Their festival was still going, this time celebrating her victory. The place pretty much looked like a country-wide party. Trith be told, she was a bit bored. After the high from the fight wore off, the party was simply a resting event to her. She grew a bit restless. Her race played fun games, but she really only played them after her urge to fight wore off. Problem was that her urge was still very much there. She just took a break. She had one more fight in her before she could rest and have some other type of fun. No normal monster would do, either. One does not immediately go back to fighting lesser creatures after fighting someone strong. She needed another challenge.
Suddenly she felt two strong presences. They were off in the distance. One seemed weaker than the other, but it was clear that the two were off to fight. Miriam smiled. She could care less about the clones and their motives. She could care less about who she fought, with the exception of Yuki and Claire. They were strong, and she wanted to kill them. It was that simple.
If Purge of Tlevran paid attention, they'd find a thick mist following them.
Clarice continued on her assault. With every miss, more and more frustration built up, which sent her further and further into a blind rage. She wasn't going to be like her original. Claire was stopped, and even held back in order to get her point across to Cia. Clarice wasn't going to say anything. She was going to kill him. She didn't care if she had to kill everyone just to get to him. It just pissed her off so much. And she had no one else to blame but the skeleton and herself for making her angry and becoming sloppy.
Hey, he kinda messed up with that pun.
If not for the fact that she was in the middle of fighting, Clarice would have stopped right there out of confusion.
Sister, I'm forcing the winds carry my words to you. I'm actually watching the entire thing through the water, actually. It kind of hurts, but I'm fine now.
Clarice was somewhat glad about that. She wouldn't forgive the Skeleton, but at least Yukiko was okay.
It's time. You should do something about him. In any case, you should calm down. It wouldn't feel right to do it while your angry.
Clarice shook in anger, but she listened. She began to calm down more and more, until her arms returned to being two large ones, rather than several smaller ones. The goddess form looked at the skeleton with a somewhat venomous glare, but instead of attacking again, she said,
"Holy ****. You didn't even get the pun right."
She spoke in the tone that Claire had before. The calm, cool tone that made you think she could take things in stride.
"So, a request, huh? I don't usually do this for an enemy, but I think I'll make an exception...Have fun."
The form began to break down into an uncountable amount of crickets. Clarice made a perfect circle with her finger, and spun it. Music began starting up, and pretty son, the most random song started to play.
Some of the crickets joined together to form small, bomb-throwing humanoids with an adorable smile. They were off to go and "play" with the shadow Skeleton, and they'd chase him no matter what. The rest just began hopping and jumping all over the place, ready to help out their bomb-throwing friends at all times. Until then.
In the meantime, Clarice opened up a portal and went through it, closing it as soon as she was through. It was time.
Meanwile...
Yuki didn't quite know the reason behind why Claire and Xoxi created the child, so she decided to treat them as such. She didn't know that Alex was made to be a weapon against the clones, so she thought that the child didn't know what death was.
"They're trying to hurt us, Alex." replied Yuki. "They want to hurt us badly, and it's difficult to fight against them."
Yuki began trembling. She wanted to help, but she was still too injured. Her body still shook from the pain that Claire was put through. At the moment, she was as helpful as a stick against a longsword. This feeling of uselessness hurt her. She didn't know what to do for now...
Too bad for Tlevran...
Miriam was celebrating with her Slimilili. Their festival was still going, this time celebrating her victory. The place pretty much looked like a country-wide party. Trith be told, she was a bit bored. After the high from the fight wore off, the party was simply a resting event to her. She grew a bit restless. Her race played fun games, but she really only played them after her urge to fight wore off. Problem was that her urge was still very much there. She just took a break. She had one more fight in her before she could rest and have some other type of fun. No normal monster would do, either. One does not immediately go back to fighting lesser creatures after fighting someone strong. She needed another challenge.
Suddenly she felt two strong presences. They were off in the distance. One seemed weaker than the other, but it was clear that the two were off to fight. Miriam smiled. She could care less about the clones and their motives. She could care less about who she fought, with the exception of Yuki and Claire. They were strong, and she wanted to kill them. It was that simple.
If Purge of Tlevran paid attention, they'd find a thick mist following them.
@Banana
I should have a post by tonight.
P.S. Did you know that I based Yuki's wind manipulation after John's powers?
P.S.S. Tomorrow...Tomorrow is the day it...
I should have a post by tonight.
P.S. Did you know that I based Yuki's wind manipulation after John's powers?
P.S.S. Tomorrow...Tomorrow is the day it...
The boy, or the spirit of a boy that's now in control of one of his characters' bodies rather, was still greatly confused. When he clicked that link, he expected to have some fun with some random game, or else find a way to fix his computer again. Instead, he found himself greatly stressed over all this new information that apparently came with controlling a foreign body that wasn't even the right gender. It showed, too. Waltz's form was making very small, violent movements on their own, which normally meant something was causing her grief.
He -or maybe SHE now- was barely able to process everything. It didn't help that there were several others around that he only expected to see in the realm of fantasy and fiction. She didn't even know that there was a literal realm of fantasy and fiction. In any case, Waltz followed the others as the guy who she can assume brought them all there spoke about their "mission" or something.
She kept up well enough, though she had some trouble getting the hang of levitation and having no legs. Waltz managed to get a good look at the others. Some of them looked familiar, but she figured that it was because some RPers use pictures of other characters. Otomos himself used a picture of a video game monster for Waltz's look. There was a guy that looked like a version of Final Fantasy's Gilgamesh. She wasn't quite sure if it was the very same. Probably not. Next came the guy that looked like another depiction of the grim reaper. Not exactly the best sight to see when you're in the body of a ghost character and have no idea how to use it correctly.
Moving on, Waltz turned her attention to the other four, who seemed much more human than the others. The first one was an anthropomorphic fox. A tall one. Like, the type you'd expect to see drawn by good artists. Next up was a faceless man that looked very much like the Question from Justice League. He probably wasn't, so Waltz didn't need to worry about him going through random garbage cans...unless they were actually that type of person. She didn't know. None of them even said hi to each other yet. Still, Waltz turned her attention to the last two. both of them were human, which was nice to see, as there a feeling of normality that Waltz got by looking at them. Said normality was somewhat dampened by the fact that they seemed to be treating this whole thing like it was normal.
When they stopped in the new area, the guy that brought them there started speaking again. Apparently they were to find Aladdin. Disney's Aladdin. Waltz knew this from the parody name version of "Alibaba" being used to describe their target. Then he asked if they had any questions. Now, one would expect that Waltz would voice her many questions now. They would be right, if not for the fact that her/his brain was now so overloaded with confusion that she just gave up on trying to ask anything at all. It was easier for stuff like that to work themselves out on the way, than to question everything and get absolutely nowhere.
He -or maybe SHE now- was barely able to process everything. It didn't help that there were several others around that he only expected to see in the realm of fantasy and fiction. She didn't even know that there was a literal realm of fantasy and fiction. In any case, Waltz followed the others as the guy who she can assume brought them all there spoke about their "mission" or something.
She kept up well enough, though she had some trouble getting the hang of levitation and having no legs. Waltz managed to get a good look at the others. Some of them looked familiar, but she figured that it was because some RPers use pictures of other characters. Otomos himself used a picture of a video game monster for Waltz's look. There was a guy that looked like a version of Final Fantasy's Gilgamesh. She wasn't quite sure if it was the very same. Probably not. Next came the guy that looked like another depiction of the grim reaper. Not exactly the best sight to see when you're in the body of a ghost character and have no idea how to use it correctly.
Moving on, Waltz turned her attention to the other four, who seemed much more human than the others. The first one was an anthropomorphic fox. A tall one. Like, the type you'd expect to see drawn by good artists. Next up was a faceless man that looked very much like the Question from Justice League. He probably wasn't, so Waltz didn't need to worry about him going through random garbage cans...unless they were actually that type of person. She didn't know. None of them even said hi to each other yet. Still, Waltz turned her attention to the last two. both of them were human, which was nice to see, as there a feeling of normality that Waltz got by looking at them. Said normality was somewhat dampened by the fact that they seemed to be treating this whole thing like it was normal.
When they stopped in the new area, the guy that brought them there started speaking again. Apparently they were to find Aladdin. Disney's Aladdin. Waltz knew this from the parody name version of "Alibaba" being used to describe their target. Then he asked if they had any questions. Now, one would expect that Waltz would voice her many questions now. They would be right, if not for the fact that her/his brain was now so overloaded with confusion that she just gave up on trying to ask anything at all. It was easier for stuff like that to work themselves out on the way, than to question everything and get absolutely nowhere.
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