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5 yrs ago
Current Oh yeah. It's soup time again.
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6 yrs ago
Soup Time. A Year Later.
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7 yrs ago
Soup time.
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7 yrs ago
I am currently sick and putting all of my energy into work, please forgive me if I don’t respond right away or forget things!
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7 yrs ago
Sometimes... it is

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Normally unavailable between 3pm-9pm, always welcoming RP ideas, large groups, small groups, 1x1s, you name it!

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@Akayaofthemoon@Loony@PathfinderI third the thought, things wouldn't be the same man.
@Loony"IT'S SO BRIGHT IT'S SO HOT IT'S SO COLD IT'S SO SMELLY IT'S SO EVERYTHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!1!!"
I'm not even sure I can describe the insanity that would be Sodalite with her senses verloaded... *Shivers*
Sodalite's... reading? It was unclear what exactly she was doing, sliding around on a swivel chair to several places in her room. It moved around curves and twists as if it were nothing. It was moved by Sodalite's mental desire to move, as that seemed to be the key to the rooms. They could generate anything the owner of the room wanted and acted as they wished.

Suddenly, she began to scribble furiously onto a pad of paper. She was too far into her studies to be bothered with anything, and it was easily possible for her to be gone for a couple days at a time and not realize how long she had been working. It had happened before, and it could happen again.




The tension in the air was obvious. despite this, Chuck was unsure about what exactly had happened to put the Gems into such distress. While he wanted to jump in and continue to comfort Amber for whatever may have been going on, it would most likely be a bad move on his part. He wasn't really around all that often with his Mayor-ly duties and such, and seemed to have missed a lot. Evenkite seemed to be on bad terms with Amber, and a bunch of other stuff. He wanted to help, eh really did, but he honestly didn't believe that now was the time to act.
Cassie cherished nothing more than her 2016 ferrari f12 berlinetta. It was her pride and joy, and she spent several months worth of cash in order to pay for it. It was top of the line, outfitted for any situation, and in her mind, badass. In fact, she was still paying off for it for another two months, but her pay check would take care of that without a problem.

On their journey to Chronos View, Cassie pushed her car to the very limits every chance she had. It was nice the first few times for Nic, but his awe for her display of power quickly grew to be boring.

As they sped up again, Nic had created a string of words for his charge. "So what is it, Cass?" he asked her out of the blue.

The sudden question forced Cassie to slow down. She could not flex the muscles of her car while answering Nic's cryptic question.

"Huh?" She replied to him, obviously unable to grasp the question.

Nic smiled, his hand caressing the seat below him. "The car, the guns, every bell and whistle withing a ten foot radius is designed to compensate for something, so what is it?"

Cassie grunted, looking away and slowing down even more. "It's nothing, I just like nice stuff."

"But it has to fill something. It's pointless to have so much for absolutely no reason. There's always a reason."

The younger agent sighed in resignation, stopping the car fully and putting it in park.

"No time to answer your rediculous question." Cassie told him as she got out of her seat. "We're at Ouranos Acedemy."
I'm thinkinf of it like this, though I've no idea since I don't know who's controlling the killer and how they're going to act; the killer is a native to the town, most likely out of or still in Ouranos Academy. They are probably well aware of the time powers and such, and are killing anyone and everyone who may have a connection to the powers. A person unknowingly escapes the killer, or is taken away, and thus starts their true hunt for said killer.
@Akayaofthemoonyessssss I love Greek mythology!!! Does this mean that there's a chance that this is a euphemism for that tale?
@RaijinslayerOne of the first things I thought of, was also thinking of a design that imitated the look of Lava flowing between rocks like a bunch of streams.
@Akayaofthemoonhehehehee

does this ouranos academy happen to contain a club for young, hostly gentlemen?
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