Sorry about not posting for so long. Personal stuff has been coming up irl, and I haven't been all that great at dealing with it. I'll try to post soon though.
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STATUS: Man, I remember those last few statuses sounding funnier when I was writing them... Is this what aging does to people? 11 mos ago
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Man, I remember those last few statuses sounding funnier when I was writing them... Is this what aging does to people?
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I eat negativity and shit out hopes and dreams. Like a tree, but for pessimism.
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Good news, I'm not failing out of my cooking course tomorrow! Bad news, it's only because I nearly sliced a chunk off my finger practicing for it and needed stitches.
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Desu before dishonour.
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Could someone grab Elise and take her along to the lair? She can't do it because, you know… Drank too much and passed out and all that mess. I'll have her wake up when they get there though, so yeah.
Sorry about not posting again, I got kind of distracted and then when I came back, I somehow found myself a little lost. Would it be alright if I just said Elise passed out from the ridiculous, and probably straight up dangerous amount of alcohol she'd just consumed after she finished off Black Lightning? Because it's a little late for the shenanigans I'd originally planned, what with a certain subject of much scorn being present.
I realise that 'yay' must've sounded incredibly unenthusiastic, but I am excited.
Well, I've finally decided that I want my master to be someone who, while not very talented at most forms of magic, is very good at making Mystic Codes. The only problem is that I'm stupid in real life, so I may not always understand what I'm saying. If anyone catches me saying something stupid, could you let me know?
"Ow fuckin Christ in a handbasket!" Elise shouted, having been thrown through the wall of yet another building by the electricity monster. However, on a brighter note, she soon realised that said building was the police bar, and she was currently slumped against the counter. Looking to her left, she saw a full bottle of whiskey, which she grabbed without a moments hesitation. And then, she nodded at the petrified man behind the counter and marched out through the hole she'd made in the wall, downing the entire bottle as she did.
"Alright!" She slurred. "I'll admit it, these are beginning to hurt! I just wanna make it clear though, I am very drunk, and I may have been underestimating you because of that, I may have been underestimating you. I was just playing with you! PLAYING!"
And then she smirked, casually chucking the bottle to the side.
"Let me correct that now. Petal Prison!"
As she shouted, a large whip of petals erupted from her sword, lashing through the Lightning creature again and again. With every lash, part of the creature split off, and although it quickly reconnected with the rest of the body, the part where the petals passed through remained gone. And with that knowledge in mind, the answer was simple.
Death of a thousand cuts.
Over and over again, the petals whipped through, getting faster and faster until the air was filled with a yellow blur. And just as she'd hoped, the creature was rapidly shrinking, as she continued to shred away at it.
"STRONGEST! MEMBER!" She shouted, the excitement as clear in her voice as the alcoholism. "Hey Courtney, it's working right?! I'm awesome, right?!"
"Alright!" She slurred. "I'll admit it, these are beginning to hurt! I just wanna make it clear though, I am very drunk, and I may have been underestimating you because of that, I may have been underestimating you. I was just playing with you! PLAYING!"
And then she smirked, casually chucking the bottle to the side.
"Let me correct that now. Petal Prison!"
As she shouted, a large whip of petals erupted from her sword, lashing through the Lightning creature again and again. With every lash, part of the creature split off, and although it quickly reconnected with the rest of the body, the part where the petals passed through remained gone. And with that knowledge in mind, the answer was simple.
Death of a thousand cuts.
Over and over again, the petals whipped through, getting faster and faster until the air was filled with a yellow blur. And just as she'd hoped, the creature was rapidly shrinking, as she continued to shred away at it.
"STRONGEST! MEMBER!" She shouted, the excitement as clear in her voice as the alcoholism. "Hey Courtney, it's working right?! I'm awesome, right?!"
Sorry, stuff got hectic and shitty in real life. I should have plenty of free time today though, so I'll try to churn something out.
Is it too late to try and take a spot as a master? Because I'm a big Fate fan, and if I miss out on this I'll probably hate myself for a good long while.
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