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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Best of luck with your router, Rex! That's my biggest pet peeve in the world. I still hope you're having a good time travelling, Kathi :D

<3 Kittens

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The state of Pach's bagel.

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And my posts are completed and up :>

*stabs Fox in the nose*

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Nothing ever beats the classics |D

Happy 1000th IC post for the new forum! We're actually closer to our 3000th IC post, but who's counting? ;D

I want to extend a massive thank you to all of you for making all of this possible, and for sticking with me in this rp despite how ridiculously long it's been, and will become. From Rex and Buns who have been with me since the first incarnation of Tales back in like... 2012? To our newer friends Fox, Kathi and Kei, I just want to say how much I love you all and appreciate your patience, friendship, creativity and plain ol'awesomeness. And even thanks to Tae, Danni, Shy and Krimp, who were with us before and helped contribute so much to the rp even if they're no longer a part of it now. Without all of you this rp simply would not exist, and would not by the joy and amazing ride that it is.

I love you all and you're my family <3

(Even if it results in you guys hurting me a lot :'c...)

I'll end up catching up on ICs and filling in those two WIPs a bit later (and I'll announce when they're done in the OOC so you'll know not to miss anything). :) Again, I hope you guys have a fantastic day!

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Once upon a time…

…there was a girl. A brave, brash little girl who dreamed of a big future in following in the steps of her mother and heroes. A little girl who wanted to grow up big and strong, to help and protect the weak and the needy. To become a Guilder, and save the lives of those who needed saving. To, for the first time ever, make some friends. She took on the sword of her hero and journeyed out wide eyed, to accomplish her dreams.

Once upon a time…

…there was a boy. A bright, hopeful boy that grew up in a harsh and bitter world. He had no dreams, for already his dreams had been decided for him. Despite the cruel reality of the boy’s world, he longed and yearned for something better, something kinder. He followed his heart, and for that he paid the price. He died, and was reborn. Saved by a little girl.

That was where their story first began. A year had since passed, and they had been on many exciting adventures since. They both started off small, working their way up to bigger, more exciting missions. From rescuing lost cats and chasing after boarigs, to fighting bandits and braving collapsing castles and mines.

They helped people. They helped each other. They had many wonderful adventures meeting new people and making new friends.

They had, unfortunately, lost some along the way too. One all important, inspirational man who meant the world to the little girl. The closest thing the little girl could call a father. It made her sad. Sad for a very long time.

But the sadness wasn’t forever, and the happiness returned. It returned thanks to a number of important friends she had made, friends who were there at her darkest hour and who were willing to stand by her no matter what.

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• A tiny, brunette, helmet wearing prankster, adventurous and full of life, with a predisposition towards shooting things with her butt-pocket uzis and an insatiable love for cheese. She was the closest thing the little girl had to a younger sister.

• An older, blonde haired, buxom cleric, whose healing spells healed the little girl’s fatigue and pain whenever the little girl faced it. Which was very often indeed. Also the prankster’s begrudging ward, she was the closest thing the little girl had to an aunt.

• A loud, foul mouthed, larger then life red haired berserker, who stood true to her title in all facets of life. A powerful, inspiring figure who backed down from no fight and more often then not was the cause of them. She was the closest thing the little girl felt she had to a protector.

• A self doubting, but well meaning brown haired electricity mage, who showed more care for the safety and well-being of others then most would ever know. A man who harboured great doubts about his capabilities but who faced them and always did the right thing. The closest the little girl could call an uncle.

• A beautiful, mesmerising dancing songstress, whose clearheaded, rational manner of communication, care and grace towards others was the calming influence the little girl and everyone else needed. She was the closest the little girl had to an older sister.

• An equally spunky, adventurous blonde haired archer with an immense love for nature and all of the life it held. A girl who stood by her beliefs and always did what she thought was right, despite her lax in attention. A girl who always stood by her companions and friends’ side. She was the little girl’s first best friend.

• A flamboyant, utterly confusing and perplexing attention hog of a man who was once upon a time their enemy. A man who was an unassuming catalyst that ended up bringing everyone together. A man who cheered up the spirits of the little girl and her friends during their darkest moments. He was the closest the little girl had to a big brother.

• A blonde curled woman of respect and kindness, who always gave it her all to not only support the little girl but to support everyone who needed help. Who tirelessly and diligently gave up quite literally everything for that which she thought most precious. Who supported the little girl in ways both big and small. She was the closest the little girl had to a mentor.

• A beautiful, serene, blonde haired artist who could bring wonderful and fantastic creations to life, whose upbeat outlook and infectious determination to support others. Despite not knowing him for long, in time, he would grow to be the closest thing the little girl had to a younger brother.

• A strange violet haired animal summoner with an interest in the morbid and outrageous, ridiculous jokes and a love for soda, with a wild and weird interest in particular fashion. A man who could stare down death and laugh. He would grow to also be the little girl's older brother.

• A sharp and confident, beautiful woman with a penchant for drinking and the ability to create the impossible, possible. A woman with a perpetually cheerful attitude and cool exterior, an utterly dependable ally. She too, would grow to be the little girl's older sister.

• A diligent and hardworking brunette who always focused on her mission to a fault. A girl who was utterly loyal and dedicated to her friends, despite facing horrible adversity and hardship in her life. A girl who would never say never, and always fight to the end. She would grow to become one of the little girl's most trustworthy friends.

• A messy, unconfident blonde man lacking in self confidence and a tendency to collapse on his rear. A man who, despite looking crazy talking to his familiar sound spirit residing in his mind, could always be relied upon to support his friends and to strive to work his hardest. As the newest addition to the little girl's family, he would grow to be like her younger brother.

There were others the little girl had met along the way whom she would call her friends, although circumstances forced them to part for the time being. An enthusiastic marauder with a love of riding on trains and looking upon the bright side of life no matter how sad it got. A flirtatious rogue of a nekomimi whose smile could never be turned upside down. A man skilled with a glaive and justice, dspite struggling to understand the emotions of his peers. A young, athletic acrobatic woman with the ability to channel her energy into her fists to back up her sassy attitude. Even those whom had been at odds with the little girl at first, such as the proud and mighty earth warrior whose fists could break stone, or the drunk and lecherous ranger who rarely acted in the manner that befit his rank would earn the laughter and friendship of the little girl. Even a certain hoodie wearing hoverboarder with a nasty attitude streak towards others would have her friendship, provided he received a solid thump in the nose first.

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The little girl had had a wonderful adventure so far, and made wonderful, priceless friends and memories in that time.

No, she had made more then just wonderful new friends.

She had made a family.

The best part was that whilst her adventure had lasted some time, it would still not yet end for a long, long time to come.





Opening Theme: Now~ Paramore

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[Pachamac] [Bunanigans] [Taerinn] [Rexcalibur] [Dannyel] [Fox of Spades] [Crescendo] [Orpheus]
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(Here's to the next 1000(+1700) posts, and the next 1000(+1700) after that!)

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Aliquam: La Mansión de Cervántes - Second Floor Corridor

Rivulets of warm water cascaded down Estelle’s body, as she lifted her head up to soak in the gorgeous water and wash her hair. She could feel all the sweat and exhaustion from her morning’s training wash away from her, and almost feel herself in danger of drifting back to sleep, the shower being that heavenly. It had been a long, long time since she had a wash as good as this, and she needed to make sure she thanked Rose for it the next time she saw her.

A short time later, her shower having been completed, Estelle was fully dressed again, sans her familiar armour that the Cervantes siblings’ servants were being only too gracious to clean and polish for her, and she explored the Mansion’s massive corridors and rooms, trying to find a friendly face she recognised. This building was so large, so big, that it was easy for her to continually get lost in, despite the number of times she might have walked down this corridor. It took her almost twenty minutes just to find the washroom after her training.

As she walked throughout the mansion, her eyes running across the various avant garde furnishings and beautiful paintings adorning the Mansion’s splendid walls, her thoughts always remained on the strange masked man she had met the night before. The thief whom called himself the Masked Phantom. Wondering what he was he was planning on stealing, and just how it was that she and her friends would catch him. The way he seemed to effortlessly come and go at Tobias’ mansion, she had a feeling this wouldn’t be easy…

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Aliquam: La Mansión de Cervántes - Kitchen

“Luuuute…” Dylan groaned, looking up from the comfortable perch of his arm to the overly fussy blonde man across the table, bent over halfway arched towards Aria, giving her a cup and number of pills to help combat her throbbing headache. “Give me some of thoseeee…” He reached over, taking two of the pills with one agonisingly stretched arm, and dragging it back towards his face. Lifting his head up again, the virtuoso and illusionist could see Dylan lift a finger over his lips, as he struggled to keep his eyes open at Lute.

“Also… you control sound, right?” Dylan moaned. “Turn it dooooown… all the way… down... ugh.”

His head flopped onto the kitchen table.

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Aliquam: La Mansión de Cervántes - Library

The opening of the door to the library heralded a surprise from the two occupants, and a smile on the entrée, as he carefully walked into the large and spacious room, littered with rows upon rows of bookshelves filled with paperbacks and leather-bound hard covers of all shapes and sizes and subjects. Marcus smiled as he spotted the pair, and his grin grew even larger as he noticed the stack of newspapers to the side of Syed, and automatically understood what it was the electromage was up to. To the sides, peering through the stack of bookshelves was Xandra, and he shot a quick smile in her direction as well.

“Good morning, everyone,” Marcus greeted, walking towards the large and regal wooden table that had been polished to a mirror sheen, taking one of the many empty seats opposite Moira and Syed. As he settled down, he brought his cup of steaming hot coffee to his lips, and savoured the taste with relish, before lowering it down onto a mat, and relaxed in his chair. “It looks like you both had the same idea that I did, except you managed to beat me to it,” Marcus laughed. “Let me help.”

He reached for the stack of newspapers, giving a low whistle at the immaculate condition of them and lack of yellowing despite their age when reading the date at the top of the front cover, and settled it in front of him, opening it up to read through the entrees within. Fortunately for them all, the butler had brought the Artar Kingdom’s national newspaper, the Artar Gazette, as opposed to Aliquam’s local paper. Marcus severely doubted there would be any information of their mysterious, masked adversary within the local papers, and the national newspaper stood their best bet.

But it was with an unhopeful grimace that Marcus began shuffling through the pages. He always read an edition of the Artar Gazette each morning when possible, and could not recall any mentions of the Masked Phantom within them. Unless those reports happened over a year ago, he would have read it. It was always possible he might have missed an article if it was small, or he might have forgotten it, but one of the main reasons Marcus read through the papers was to take note of any possible dangerous incidents, in the chance that he and Estelle might encounter it.

"Any of you heard about “The Masked Phantom” before last night?” Marcus asked, taking another sip of his coffee.

"That guy in the mask yesterday, he made it sound like a piece of cake." Xandra commented with a frown.

“He was quite the… individual, wasn’t he?" Marcus stroked his chin. "I wonder what it is he intends to steal…?”

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Holas everyone! I hope you're all having a spectacular day! I'm going to go walk my doggy before catching up on posts (daw at Kei's dog pic) and I just wanted to say I'm really looking forward to it! ^o^

Have a cool song that I've been listening to all day! :3

Tales of Adventure and Discovery RPG (Final Name Pending)

Good luck, Ren.

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Heya everyone! :D

I hope everyone's having a fantastic day today! Tomorrow's been pretty nice and easy for me but I know it'll get hectic rest of the week. I hope you all have an easier week then me!

Have fun with your friends, Rex, and good luck with school <3 That song is awesome <3 I love Sweet Dreams so much to begin with and that's a killer piano cover. You will learn this and share us your skills >:D

Omg Fox that video. It was both horrifying and hilarious. 8D

I thought all of your posts were absolutely wonderful! Sorry if my skipping things to the morning ruins any plans for slumber-party shenanigans, but with some characters already asleep and what's in store for the rest of this chapter, I think this works better rather then spending rounds with a slumber party? Maybe? We can still see the aftermath of those parties in the following posts though, and who knows, maybe a slumber party mini-chapter in the future could be a neat idea? Lols

Have a great day everyone <3

Have some slightly less creepy music :>