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6 mos ago
Current bro wtf
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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@LoonyReggie notices this, throws soap away, but's eve in the bag, begs for forgiveness.
@Loony*Reggie appears out if nowhere, grabs Eve, and behind to wash her mouth out with liquid soap*
Too tired to make an Akio post, might edited in later or might just have it be skipped. I don't know, I can hardly think straight right now
Tatsuya Kajiya-Terumi


Bottom of the Stairs of the Central Compound, Hamajo Confederate

"Sorry to beat you to the punch then," Tatsuya said with a chuckle, only for him to raise a slight eyebrow at her next words. Wait, is she flirting with me?!?! No, no, what am I thinking, reading way too much into it. She's just joking ri- His thoughts were cut off by an on rush of images and emotion, hitting him with as much force as the quake that shook the ground. When Setsuko collided with him, she'd feel that his heart was racing, and as she apologized, he merely turned around just as Higoho appeared. He took all of tehe man's venom and hate with a silent contenance. When hee finally took a pause, Tatsuya took a breath before lowering himsekf in a bow to the Hyuuga, and a very low one at that, staying there as he spoke.

"I apologize for the words spoken by my clone. Believe it or not, those words were not my own, though I shall take responsibikity for them none the less, as it was my incompetence that led them too be said. As is the code of the Kajiya clan, I'll shall recieve whatever punishment you seek to bestow upon me, even if . . .even if . . ." Tatsuya's body began to shake as fear coursed through his sysyem. He wanted to turn tail and run or take the time to explain the situation, but the first would be cowardice and the second would be seen as nothing but excuses. He made a mistake by not dispersing the clone, and it had done Higoho wrong. And the Hyuuga had a right to take his pound of flesh until he felt satisfied. Taking another deep breath, he rose up from his bow and heldhis arms out to his sides, opening himself to attack. His eyes were still filled with fear, but he held the honor of his family above himself in this instance. ". . . Even if it means my death, I shall not retaliate. Before you do, however, I would like to clarify that I have nothing but respect for your clan and that the clones words are not a reflection of my thoughts. So, whenever you're ready."

Tatsuya's heart was racing, his forehead was drenched as he felt the very real sense that he was about to die without accomplishing any of his goals or dreams. If, by some miracle, I survive this I'm going to try and figureout why the hell I've been cursed with such a beligerent sociopath to appear as my clone. He didn't look at anyone else, keeping his gaze locked with the rage filled Byakyugan without even blinking. He wanted to show the man how dead serious he was right now. His eyes weren't asking him for mercy or forgiveness, just that he make it quick if he was going to do it at all.

@Partisan

@tex

@l0ck0n
@AtrophyI guess only time will tell.
@liferusher@LugubriousStill alive here, just been busy lately.
I'll get my post up tomorrow, too tired to do it right now.
Post has been made, Shadar hatred of Cade been made clear, and his worry for the future also becoming quite clear as well.
@KronshiWell, it's good to have ya back.
"Cade, I'd ask if you had any shred of dignity or backbone, but it's obvious that if you ever did have one, it'd be long broken through social whip-lash by now. How well practice a cover-up that was, just like a politician. Reminds me of the nible family's of Jasi. All honeyed words and poisoned daggers, though you probably couldn't handle the last part, if how tired you get riding a damn horse is any indication." Shadar's tone was curt, cold, and dismissive as he looked down at the man with nothing but disgust in his glowing white eyes. The man reminded him of a bug, skittering about in a conversation in an effort to avoid getting squased, and as a result, he'd give him the proper amount of respect such an insignificant creature deserved. Why did we even need to bring his pathetic carcass with us? He'll slow us down, has nothing to offer but his words, and was likely to make things more difficult in the long run with his incompetence. It would've been better to let him be assassinated in the capital. I swear, that balde he wears at his side might as wel be for decoration, a child could disarm him with ease.

Not wanting to spend another second of thought on Ennis, he turned his eyes to the girl, noticing the animalistic features with some interest. "Funny, we're heading to Gurata ourselves. Many like you there?" He asked, simply curious, though his tone may not have conveyed it as such given how it was constantly one of either irritation or dismissal. As he waited for a response, he thought over her story of the angel's. While he scoffed in disgust at her claiming that someone was 'watching over them', he did believe her story and it didn't sit well with him. Killing an entire raiding battalion of soldiers with just two people, while no small feat, was something he could ppossibly do, though it would most likely be a hard fought battle and there wouldn't be much of survival even then. Injuring a battalion enough to get them to retreat, while not killing any of them and not taking a scratch yourself. That took a terrifying and absolutely inhuman amount of skill and power. The thought of two people walking around like that set shivers down his spine, because what if their were others just as strong, but not so inclined in doing random acts of kindness and saving villages from destruction. It was terrifying . . . yet intoxicating, as he thought to his own origins and status as an 'angel' as the commonfolk called his kind.

Could I ever be that powerful? Would I even want to be, and more importantly, what would happen if I ever did? His scales rustled ever so slightly, only noticeable if one really paid attention, as a sign of his discomfort with the way his thoughts were headed. He didn't like this information, and even more so, he didn't want Drosil to have this information either. His brother would be driven more than ever to achieve such strength, thinking that it would open new doors for him, but Shadar worried about what that power would do to his head. The magic he already has is enough to make him exceedingly dangerous when he goes into one of his rages, so the thought of him gaining the level of power this girl was talking about was . . . a worrying thought. Shaking his head, he put those thoughts to the back of his mind, turning around slightly as he looked at the rest of their band. A slight hunger pang was making itself known in his gullet, but he smothered it with his will. He didn't want to reveal the truth about his form to them, especially to Cade. He didn't trust them and he doubted that they trust him either, That was the way things had always been, and that was the way they would likely stay.
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