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10 yrs ago
I keep coming back here very so often, as if it would make my wanting to return any better. I don't know why that would be. I would just disappear again and regret it again, I'm sure.
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10 yrs ago
i give up. why do I even bother if I can't be consistent? it's over for me.
10 yrs ago
I'm just... really in a bad time. I feel awful. I'm don't think I have the strength of will to show my face here again after letting everyone down.
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10 yrs ago
just gonna bash my head on a door or something
10 yrs ago
whatever
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Interested. I'll start working on that CS.
[rant]
Huh. I realize now that I seem to have a habit of making my posts longer and more analytical. I guess I'm enlisted in so many other higher-level RPs that I'm just writing for this on autopilot.
Still, at the end of the day, it helps to have the sort of character that is the most down-to-earth, so at least perhaps I have some justification for making posts like that. And also for being able to say "I'm too old for this shit" when he's genuinely frustrated with everything.
If there's anything I like about Final Fantasy XIII, it's the general premise and Sazh 'Chocofro' Katzroy.
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Huh. I realize now that I seem to have a habit of making my posts longer and more analytical. I guess I'm enlisted in so many other higher-level RPs that I'm just writing for this on autopilot.
Still, at the end of the day, it helps to have the sort of character that is the most down-to-earth, so at least perhaps I have some justification for making posts like that. And also for being able to say "I'm too old for this shit" when he's genuinely frustrated with everything.
If there's anything I like about Final Fantasy XIII, it's the general premise and Sazh 'Chocofro' Katzroy.
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There was certainly a lot of theory and guesstimates being thrown around as to what this legendary dragon actually might be, or what finding and slaying it would entail. Sazh didn't quite have any experience with literal dragons; the closest 'dragon-like' monsters were just different variants upon flying beasts, and he didn't even know how quite to categorize Bahamut's Gestalt Mode. So that left the better side of fairy tales for any sort of insight on Sazh's part, which, however accurate it could end up being in this setting, was ultimately very dwindling in substance in and of itself.
And then the huge roar happened.
The l'Cie and his chocobo passenger were visibly shaken, and as the wild commotion died down he whirled around to find that first triggering noise. It seemed to be from the large mountain relatively nearby, with a swirling cloud of dark dust swirling in large wisps about the peak. Wow. Talk about cliche. "And... how did I miss that before?" Sazh again thought out loud, his statement laced with threads of both annoyed sarcasm and genuine confusion.
"Welp, nevermind. Guess we found our dragon," The pilot shrugged with resignation, clapping his hands together. "So~, next problem: How we're all gonna get over there..." The three available routes that the female martial artist was keen to point out all seemed to lead to that foreboding mountain. That far-off path that looked to lead up a rocky slope appeared to be the most direct, but also one of the longer and potentially treacherous. The path through the forest didn't fare much better; it seemed easy to lose a sense of direction in there, and that clash of anonymous forces moments ago hinted to something very dangerous in there. The cave was a compromise of the two: a path straight through the mountains itself that could suffer from high danger with potentially low visibility and guidance.
Plus, who was going to go where? Though Saber's valiant stance forward and explanation of her perspective was pretty logical, it didn't bring up a social issue. The fact that all these different worlds and ideologies were clashing together meant conflict between them in most every way wasn't far off; something that had already made itself apparent with all of the in-fighting and confusion abound. Perhaps the act of splitting the party, so to speak, was just to push the greater-conflicting folks away from one another. A balance in combat didn't seem to present itself as much of an issue, as most everyone present here was keen to have their own means of battle or defense (with the curiously obvious exception of Morito)...
"I mean I guess I shouldn't expect anything else from you bright sparks..."
"All right, what's going on here then?"
"Alright...I will work with these...people if we're going to fight this 'ancient' dragon,"
"I AM EVAHLD, SON OF NIEL! AND I AM READY TO SLAY A MOTHERFUCKING DRAGON!"
"Oh dear lords..." Sazh groaned uncontrollably. Just when he had the inkling of a thought that maybe this situation he was stuck in might be in some way not as bad as what happened throughout his previous Focus, something always seemed to have to try and one-up that by several degrees. This 'companionship' here was starting to get painful now. "I think I'm gettin' too old for this shit."
And then the huge roar happened.
The l'Cie and his chocobo passenger were visibly shaken, and as the wild commotion died down he whirled around to find that first triggering noise. It seemed to be from the large mountain relatively nearby, with a swirling cloud of dark dust swirling in large wisps about the peak. Wow. Talk about cliche. "And... how did I miss that before?" Sazh again thought out loud, his statement laced with threads of both annoyed sarcasm and genuine confusion.
"Welp, nevermind. Guess we found our dragon," The pilot shrugged with resignation, clapping his hands together. "So~, next problem: How we're all gonna get over there..." The three available routes that the female martial artist was keen to point out all seemed to lead to that foreboding mountain. That far-off path that looked to lead up a rocky slope appeared to be the most direct, but also one of the longer and potentially treacherous. The path through the forest didn't fare much better; it seemed easy to lose a sense of direction in there, and that clash of anonymous forces moments ago hinted to something very dangerous in there. The cave was a compromise of the two: a path straight through the mountains itself that could suffer from high danger with potentially low visibility and guidance.
Plus, who was going to go where? Though Saber's valiant stance forward and explanation of her perspective was pretty logical, it didn't bring up a social issue. The fact that all these different worlds and ideologies were clashing together meant conflict between them in most every way wasn't far off; something that had already made itself apparent with all of the in-fighting and confusion abound. Perhaps the act of splitting the party, so to speak, was just to push the greater-conflicting folks away from one another. A balance in combat didn't seem to present itself as much of an issue, as most everyone present here was keen to have their own means of battle or defense (with the curiously obvious exception of Morito)...
"I mean I guess I shouldn't expect anything else from you bright sparks..."
"All right, what's going on here then?"
"Alright...I will work with these...people if we're going to fight this 'ancient' dragon,"
"I AM EVAHLD, SON OF NIEL! AND I AM READY TO SLAY A MOTHERFUCKING DRAGON!"
"Oh dear lords..." Sazh groaned uncontrollably. Just when he had the inkling of a thought that maybe this situation he was stuck in might be in some way not as bad as what happened throughout his previous Focus, something always seemed to have to try and one-up that by several degrees. This 'companionship' here was starting to get painful now. "I think I'm gettin' too old for this shit."
Fly off and attempt to destroy everything beneath her with magic music? I'm sure she doesn't want to hang around with the morons, and blasting down colossal lizards of any kind is probably more satisfying to vent if she needs to.
I dunno.
I dunno.
If Sazh had though the earthquake caused by that tower was anything to shake a stick at, then it severely paled in comparison to what had happened afterwards. The world had seemed to erupt in cacophony, with buildings and environments being torn away or morphed on the spot. In the few moments before he had whited out, Sazh had been looking at that emerged tower for some reason for that, and so could've sworn that perhaps there was some massive shadow looming beyond...
When he snapped back to consciousness again, it was over. 'It' being the rearranging of the world, presumably. Whatever the case, Sazh and every other candidate he had seen (plus a few that he hadn't) had all somehow been moved to this open plains. Picturesque rolling hills emphasized by sparkling rivers led out into a grassy valley where huge creatures grazed, and further beyond were large, snow-tipped mountains. The old pilot couldn't quite figure what those large creatures were, but they best seemed to resemble the Adamantoise of Gran Pulse. "Hell, those whole place kinda sparks of Gran Pulse..." Sazh thought out loud.
Looking around at everyone here, it seemed like everyone that was ever supposed to be here was accounted for. Some were definitely recent, and still looking very disoriented (that flaming skeleton guy seemed to be disorienting everyone else, though...), while others had been here awhile before and were just still recovering from the transportation.
{Trial 1: Hunt Down the Legendary Dragon}
Damn, this really was like Gran Pulse. Dumped down in what may as well have been a yet prettier version of the Archylte Steppe, and then being told to find something that they knew nothing about. What a way to start these trials. Before he went any farther, though, Sazh was struck by a though, and looked down: the l'Cie was met by the same whited brand as ever, and so he sighed with some relief. Whatever this Viewer was, it appeared that he didn't know how to alter the brand of a l'Cie of Pulse.
At least, not yet...
"So!" Sazh suddenly piped up, forcing himself away from darker thoughts. "Hunt a 'Legendary Dragon', eh? Great. Fantastic." His apparent cheerfulness was quickly replaced by exasperated sarcasm, and he mumbled, "Where the hell do we even start..." After Ba'al had spoken his mind, Sazh shot a glance towards the mountains. "Good place as any to start looking for some mythical flying lizard, I suppose," The pilot considered. "How're we gonna go about this? We wanna split up again, or- what? I mean, if this place is as big as I think it is, then we've probably got a lot~ of ground to cover."
When he snapped back to consciousness again, it was over. 'It' being the rearranging of the world, presumably. Whatever the case, Sazh and every other candidate he had seen (plus a few that he hadn't) had all somehow been moved to this open plains. Picturesque rolling hills emphasized by sparkling rivers led out into a grassy valley where huge creatures grazed, and further beyond were large, snow-tipped mountains. The old pilot couldn't quite figure what those large creatures were, but they best seemed to resemble the Adamantoise of Gran Pulse. "Hell, those whole place kinda sparks of Gran Pulse..." Sazh thought out loud.
Looking around at everyone here, it seemed like everyone that was ever supposed to be here was accounted for. Some were definitely recent, and still looking very disoriented (that flaming skeleton guy seemed to be disorienting everyone else, though...), while others had been here awhile before and were just still recovering from the transportation.
{Trial 1: Hunt Down the Legendary Dragon}
Damn, this really was like Gran Pulse. Dumped down in what may as well have been a yet prettier version of the Archylte Steppe, and then being told to find something that they knew nothing about. What a way to start these trials. Before he went any farther, though, Sazh was struck by a though, and looked down: the l'Cie was met by the same whited brand as ever, and so he sighed with some relief. Whatever this Viewer was, it appeared that he didn't know how to alter the brand of a l'Cie of Pulse.
At least, not yet...
"So!" Sazh suddenly piped up, forcing himself away from darker thoughts. "Hunt a 'Legendary Dragon', eh? Great. Fantastic." His apparent cheerfulness was quickly replaced by exasperated sarcasm, and he mumbled, "Where the hell do we even start..." After Ba'al had spoken his mind, Sazh shot a glance towards the mountains. "Good place as any to start looking for some mythical flying lizard, I suppose," The pilot considered. "How're we gonna go about this? We wanna split up again, or- what? I mean, if this place is as big as I think it is, then we've probably got a lot~ of ground to cover."
"Well then," Sazh casually said, after Asphyxious and the rest of the clearing group had given their two cents about the situation, "If we're all on the same page, let's-" A sudden rumbling cut the older man short. nearly making him stumble over. The l'Cie quickly grabbed onto a nearby tree trunk to stabilize himself, waiting until the quake had stopped, which happened to be as sudden as it came. "Uh... woah. That - didn't feel normal..."
Sazh did a sweep of the area with his eyes. Looks like everyone was alright, but some were far more visibly shaken that others. Looking back to the city, Sazh caught a good stare at what may have been the perpetrator of that quake: a large citadel of an ominously dark complexion. That was most definitely not there before, and its presence was... well, uncomfortable to the l'Cie, in some manner he couldn't properly explain nor understand. With little idea how to respond to this, he just went on autopilot:
"What in the flying heck is THAT thing? That- that's not... I just- ughhh."
Cycling from confused anger to plain frustration at his overall plight, Sazh finally just cupped his hands on his neck to rub away some of the tension. If he had to bet, that spire was probably the centerpiece for whatever first trial this group of misfits was a part of. He wasn't sure he could ever get used to this.
Sazh did a sweep of the area with his eyes. Looks like everyone was alright, but some were far more visibly shaken that others. Looking back to the city, Sazh caught a good stare at what may have been the perpetrator of that quake: a large citadel of an ominously dark complexion. That was most definitely not there before, and its presence was... well, uncomfortable to the l'Cie, in some manner he couldn't properly explain nor understand. With little idea how to respond to this, he just went on autopilot:
"What in the flying heck is THAT thing? That- that's not... I just- ughhh."
Cycling from confused anger to plain frustration at his overall plight, Sazh finally just cupped his hands on his neck to rub away some of the tension. If he had to bet, that spire was probably the centerpiece for whatever first trial this group of misfits was a part of. He wasn't sure he could ever get used to this.
I was going to wait on Team Immortal Lesbians to post again, but I'll wait one more day and then post anyways. Half of her characters already know what's going on anyways, besides the whole 'dark spire' thing, so she can play catchup with herself if she really needs to. Not holding anything against her at all, just wanna keep this moving a bit, you know?
I'm thinking of something along the lines of this:
EDIT: Holy crap that picture was bigger than I thought. Spoiler'd
EDIT: Holy crap that picture was bigger than I thought. Spoiler'd
I'm in UTC -8 (Pacific Standard). Not that it matters too much, I don't really have any sense of proper sleeping schedules.
Rookery said
Yeah it was. I searched it up and I wasn't feeling it. Then again everybody is entitled to their own taste, was just hoping for mechs with little to no resemblance to humans, so I was leaning towards Titanfall and Mechwarrior designs. Either ways, asides from the mechs, this idea got interested cause there is the possibility for a political drama.
Oh. Well. Guess everybody has different tastes, I'll give you that. Those sorts of designs work too, I've just had a sort of nostalgic fondness for the Assault Suits series. Either way, it's not for me to decide, so whatever works, works.
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