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7 mos ago
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7 yrs ago
Merry Christmas boyos, don't forget to, like, be a good person and stuff. Also start thinkin of a new years resolution you'll actually go through with.
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8 yrs ago
Status update: staying up all n8ght fuckin sucks and procrastination is a vile temptress.
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9 yrs ago
4 months into this hole 'being a responsible adult thing' and I've come to a conclusion: It sucks and I want to go back to the days where I didn't have to plan out my game time.
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9 yrs ago
Was supposed to be productive tonight. . . will try to be productive in the morning
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Nidhogg, Utakan City, Shopping District

"I couldn't careless whether you like the name or not, or whether you like me or not." Nidhogg began with a condescending tone, turning away from the man dismissively, "Currently, all I want is for you to take you filthy ape ass away from me. You opinion means shit, your honor means less than shit, whatever legacy that you left that let the Dumb-ass grail think you're worthy of walking the earth again is worth less than even that. So if you could leave, I can begin to salvage the rest of my day, which has been absolutely ruined by having met you. As I find they are quite fond of saying in this era, Fuck you and Fuck off."

Nidhogg hoped that if that didn't goad the man into attacking, it would at least get him to leave. He would very much like to see what he could find out from the woman Servant. An alliance is a great way to gain information on future competition, keep one alive longer in the war, and give an excellent chance for the eventual double cross that is to follow. First things first, a common enemy is needed, a servant that is strong enough that it wold draw a majority of the others attention and needs to be taken out quickly, after that, let the allies weaken themselves, then go in for the kill. A devious plan that set a grand smile on Nidhogg's face, hidden by his mask, if only just so.

@TwilightDragon
I won't be on for that long, but sure, just post a link for me.
@Raijinslayer well no skin we can always hold off plus she has a prototype to aid her now lol "air gear" to hit shelves soon perhaps?


That'll definitely make the fight more interesting.
Jaden

Jaden chuckled at Jenni's offer to help. What he needed wasn't something she could provide, sadly, but he still appreciate the offer. "I'm fine, really, just had a bit of a bad week you could say.' When Isabella talked about her plan to send the new recruit against Alto Ganze, Jaden couldn't help but frown. She was really going to waste time antagonizing a neutral party, just to kidnap some guy for whatever petty reason she'd concocted instead of focusing on the bigger threat that was bearing down on them every second of every day. What had he ever seen in this woman, and why did it have to take his world falling apart to see just how petty she was.

Jaden turned away from Isabella and walked deeper into the complex, the shadows seeming to envelop him in his own personal nightmares. Each branching corridor down this seemingly never ending hallway held a mirror, and in each mirror he could see himself. but as he walked further down, he began to change. it was barely noticeable at first, his skin becoming paler as his walk progressed, but it soon began to spread and whiten at an incredible pace. His eyes became red spheres in a pool of darkness, his teeth fangs, horns sprouting from his head, blackened claws sprouting from his fingers. He felt his heart beating in a wild staccato rhythm, his loping stride had become an all out sprint, and yet the hall, giving him no escape from the monster he perceived in the mirror. The monster he knew he would become before long.

And then, just like that, he was back in the courtyard again jumping slight with a start. A dream. . it had all been a dream. He needed sleep, but he knew what it would bring. More nightmares, they had been happening for the past two days, at they were really starting to get to him. The hallway was one he'd had a couple times before, yet every time he was in it. it felt like the first. Jaden sighed, clutching his head in pain as he sat down again, leaning against the wall.

What is happening to me. . . was I really so fragile that one bit of bad news sends me into lunacy like this. Damn it all, I wish I could just get one good night's sleep again. Just once, with no nightmares, no waking up every 5 minutes at the slightest noise, just a full night of uninterrupted sleep.

Damien

Damien yawned as he arose from his bed, the lights coming on with a clap as he did so. He stretched a little as he made his afternoon coffee, feeling like the dead as he turned on the news. Apparently the reformist HQ was under attack, though the news crews were unsure on the specifics on the account of them wanting to live and staying the fuck away. Damien, on the other hand, could only sigh and thank god that Insomnium was still too out of it from his use of Aphosis to see this. Reaching into his pants from where they laid across a chair, he pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to Alto.

Hey Alto, seems like some shits going down at Reformist HQ, want me to head there and scope out the scene, see if there's anyway we can make some money off of this. Not much info to go from the news crews currently at the site
Damien


Once he had sent the, he went back to drinking his coffee, wondering just how bad the attack was. It's probably nthing to serious, maybe a few casulaties here and there, but they should be A-Okay. It's not like the Underground Movement have some sort of Super Meta on hold or something right.

@RoflsMazoy
hmm if you are still looking for a spar for dylan how about a rematch between him and justeaze?


Crap, I already sent him to the Martial Arts Club, or else I definitely would've done that.
So, Jenni's going to find an empty house, then?

@Raijinslayer, Jaden's going to be even more pissed that Isabella's more focused on getting a new boytoy/sex slave than the coming alien threat.


That's her plan. . . oh yeah, Jaden's going to be extremely done with her shit if he finds that out.
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It's a restaurant, with pancakes and tacos

I think I forgot to mention that, I'll edit it in a sec


Darn, I was going to have Damien crash the party, or maybe Insomnium.


Akira was walking to the gym, thinking on the events of a week ago, or at least what Akuma had written down for him. I wonder what business Jack has with Tsurara-san. It doesn't seem like she knew him, so they don't have a past together. Maybe he's been hired to kill her. . no, that doesn't make sense, he wouldn't have given up so easily if that was the case. I feel like I'm missing something here.

Akira groaned, rubbing his temples as he felt himself getting a headache from his frustrations. He had been in control for the past 3 days, having regained it at the moment Akuma had killed some Akurans in a rather brutal matter. The mere thought of it made him ill, and strengthen his desire to rid himself of Akuma once and for all. Sometimes, it was just too easy to forget how willing Akuma was to take life, how much he craved it. With a sigh, he decided that some sparring would help him relax a bit before classes started, groaning a little more when he thought of how they had classes even during the weekends. I don't think that'll ever not suck.

As Akira entered the gym, he noticed Tatsuya sparring with some training bots, though a better word might be decimating. They stood very little chance against the boy, which made sense given the new found knowledge he possessed of Tatsuya's fighting abilities. With this in mind, Akira decided he might as well help his fellow student get a good early morning workout.

"Hello Tsu-, I mean, Tatsuya-san, I hope you're having a good morning so far." Akira said as he approached, watching as the bots collided into each other one after another. "It would seem as though you would require more of a challenge in your choice of sparring partner, would you mind if I volunteer myself?" He said, getting into a ready stance as he was sure that Tatsuya would say yes. Not much can be learned from smashing bots into each other like he was doing.

@chukklehed

Dylan


Dylan was walking down the hall, flipping through the internet on his H.A. phone, sometimes switching over to the Judgement App that would alert him to any criminal activity that Judgement was currently engaging nearby. Currently, that was nothing, which led him to be extremely bored. He considered going on patrol, try his luck, but he'd been doing that all week, and it had gotten him absolutely fucking nowhere. He was getting extremely twitchy with all of this excess energy in him, he needed to fight something or someone soon or he was going to lose it.

Just when he was about to go up and challenge some random student to a duel he wouldn't let them refuse, he rembered something. Scrolling through his phone, he found the list of clubs and saw that the martial arts club was active today. No sooner had he verified that, he was bolting through the halls, moving over, under, around, and even through some students, until he arrived at his destination, the Martial arts club Clubroom. He took a second to calm himself down, tuning his fidgeting level from 'Spastic seizure' to 'He might just be the slightest bit insane'. Once he had done that, he opened the door and walked in, an energetic smile on his face as he gave a wave to those inside.

"Hello, I'm Dylan Brooks and I'm interested in joining this club. Now that's out of the way, let's have a friendly spar!" He was already in a solid fighting stance, ready for anything.

@Masaki Haruna
@RoflsMazoy Are they at Alto's apartment, or Sefia's house?
Well Akita could pull a Tsumiki while Tsumiki pulls an Akita in the training room


So have them meet up for a chat, yeah that'll work. I'll just have Dylan be wandering or something.

Edit: Is there anyone at the Martial Arts club yet, cause I think I'll send Dylan there.
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