Pyromania99

Digimon 12X7 Olympians Unite!

Might, possibly be able to convince me to join. With school over here in the next week, I'll have to will to write up things on the site again. If I had to choose one of dos' der' Olympos XII as a partner. . . I'd say Minervamon. . . And it's not because Athena/Minerva is my favorite Graeco-Roman goddess. Not at all. *They bought it Pyro*

Anyhow, questions myself!

1. Anything I should educate myself in prior to the role-play? (As the last real time I watched a digimon season it was Tamers into season 4)

2. For sake of character background and all that shtuff, where would this be taking place to start? Or would it be an "around the world start meet in divi-world"?

3. My third question regards Mervamon. Would we ignore that or (possibly) bring it into play later? I guess it would also go for some of the alternate forms of, say, Junomon and Jupitermon.

Sekirei - The Beauty of Truth

I had a quick stroke of genius! Praise me, lesser beings.

Sekirei - The Beauty of Truth

Amane looked over the cheerful maid as best she could to give Kasumi an answer. That however, hadn't escaped her but never even got close to her. The only answer she could give the Sekirei was, "As we seem to either not have or repress our emotions, she's probably the opposite. That being said, what makes her cheerful is beyond me." She whispered to Kasumi. "I wish I could give a better answer in all honesty."
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"So many special people we've met today." Mao said to herself. First it was the two they met at the door to Amami's house, next were the other Ashikabi and Sekirei (an American and a sword wielder as well as an angry shrine maiden and an emotionally detached . . . Something), and finally was this overly hyper maid. It was probably better than the Shrine Maiden with her angry face, but still. . . She could only think about her own dress and the fact the Amami carried a sword around. They actually weren't too different. Ignoring the emotionally disturbed pair, and the fact that her Ashikabi and the Swordswoman were distracted by the maid, Mao went over to the male Ashikabi and could only notice to well where his eyes veered. "Prospecting the gold mine, boy-o?" She asked with a hint of laughter on her voice. Her mouth curled up into one mischievous smile as she said it too.

Sekirei - The Beauty of Truth

If I'm to be honest, I've been really tired this week and on top of that, finals week is next week. I can't really think of what to add really. Maybe it's just the amount of writing I've been doing for school, but my creative mindset has been shot right now. Well, admittedly it's been like that for a while. I've got a private one with Spartan and I've not really responded in a few weeks, mostly because I can't bring myself to type out a creative enough response. This is the easy post right here, something really and easily blunt.

Sekirei - The Beauty of Truth

Well, now I feel like a ****. Imagining you're fine, considering you responded.

Sekirei - The Beauty of Truth

I don't know about ya'll, but I could fall asleep. Like, right now. In the middle of class.

Sekirei - The Beauty of Truth

Mao followed Amami's looks around with her arms crossed. She didn't recognize the Sekirei. Not one. In reality it wasn't odd, there were a good hundred or so after all. If there was anything she was sad about, it was that there wasn't another person to trade jabs with. Sure the two Sekirei there were still fighters, but, she was hoping she could have a good old practice brawl. She would be inclined to do it anyway but the atmosphere told her otherwise. When Amami introduced them both, Mao simply smiled and nodded in the direction of the others.

Amane had mostly kept her attentions on keeping the distance from the males in the group. (Counting the assistants that had shown up to her and the others) When she had finally settled somewhere close to Kasumi, who had began scouting out the "competition", Amami introduced herself and her Sekirei, Mao. She eyed the woman, up and down. Other than the sword she seemed to be relatively peaceful. It was definitely more calming than the animalistic face on the male partner of the other sword-wielder. "Greetings." She said in a low-tone, "I'm Amane." She made sure not to make eye-contact with anyone besides Kasumi and might seem angry for that reason.

Mao, meanwhile attempted to. All Amane did was jerk her head to the side quickly leaving Mao slightly flabbergasted. "So much for being friendly." She whispered to Amami followed by a quick sigh.

Sekirei - The Beauty of Truth

Amane sighed. She wasn't sure. The two needed allies, sure, but to consider going along with this prime example of masculine annoyance. . . She didn't like the idea. There was the want to dismiss him deep inside, but Amane knew that he was going to be insistent. Still, she didn't want to speak in front of him but she needed to make an exception, "I apologize for Kasumi's. . . Rudeness. You do not desire a fight, nor do we. Not this early on anyway. I can't say I'm absolutely ecstatic about your behavior either." Her gaze stayed on Yukimura and as harsh as previously. "I will overlook it, however. I can tell when someone won't go away without getting what they want so take us to where it is you want." So childish, she thought to herself, But aren't all men?
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"Fight ehh?" Mao said with a hint of excitement in her voice. "That's something I've not had in a while! Not a proper one anyhow." She threw out a few jabs and a kick into the air before she turned around to Amami. "Well, I'm all dressed, got my hat, that's everything for me. I'd like to think I'm all ready when you are."

Sekirei - The Beauty of Truth

Spartan I think.

Sekirei - The Beauty of Truth

Alright. I sat myself down and said, "Post or no Fruity Pebbles." I drive a hard bargain if I do say so myself.