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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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Status update: staying up all n8ght fuckin sucks and procrastination is a vile temptress.
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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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@RocketteThanks, glad you enjoyed it. Figured that having his prey try to escape would serve as a big enough draw to bring out his inner beast. Curious to see how the others will react to his little breakdown and very blatant display of a creep as all hell power
Finally got around to posting, and I hope it isn't too out there/hard to follow. My longer mobile post tend to be a disjointed due to the fact that if I take a second to look it over too much while writing, I lose the idea in my head.

James Lockeheart, Luan Field, Couple Dozen feet in the air[/hr]

As the Eagle attempted to escape into the skies, James felt a surge of exhiliration enter his blood, smelling the beast's fear and panic with his finely tuned senses. This awakened the beast in him as it strained to break free of its cage. As he held on for dear life in order to resist the monstrous bird's bucking, he felt his breath grow more haggard as a dark force began to enter hus mind. Visions of ancient hunts and bloody feasts under the light of a black and red moon igniting his mind with primal urges. He hungered for the hunt, for the chase, and now, for the kill. He would not let this one escape his grasp, he would end it here and now . . . and to do that he needed to give into to his inner beast. Letting loose on final breath, he opened the gates.

Like a stampeding horde, the waves of dark emotion and predatory instinct ripped throygh his body, tearing his body apart with maddening pain. Underneath hus helmet,,his eyes took on a savage glow as he suddenly charged up the beast's back, making his way up to it's head, where it once more tried to throw him, but his grip waa too tight as he brought up his free hand and sent down blow after visicious blow upon it's skull. Soon, his fist was coming away with it's blood and the beast flight pattern began to falter, the blows to the head taking there toll as it's end was in sight. But that wasn't enough for the beast . . . it wanted more than this paltry offering of blood. Working it's will through James, the beast thrust it's iron claws forward, the strength in which they struck brealing through the base of the creature's skull with a brutal crack. The Eagle gave an aguished cry that only seemed to grow as James began to break open it's skull, pulling it apart with a savage roar, distorted and haunting as it rolled across the valley.

With one last push, the back end if the eagle's cranium burst open with a bloody squelch, bit's of grey matter flowing out asmit went careening to the ground. James quickly leaped off near the last second, landing with a harsh thud before he rose, his body shaking from the rush. His black armor was now dyed red with gore, adorned with feckled bits of the avian's gray matter here and there like dull pearl, glistening in the sunlight. And as James stood there, looking at his bloody form, the only thing he could manage was an uncertain laugh, straddling the edge between disturbed fear and dark insanity, it grew with each passing second, ringing louder and louder in his ears until he couldn't stand it anymore. His hands desperately clawed at his helmet, ripping it off and throwing it too the groind, the laughter still echoing bpth in his head and out his mouth. His gore-strewn hands tore at nis face and hair, painting it with the same red stain as he fell to the ground. His eye's were glowing, literally glowing red, and a dark blackness was suddenly rising from his body. It writhed and leaped in tune with his laughter, spreading further out to wreathe him in it's unholy embrace, framing his bent figure with a blackened ayra of corruption. Not only that, but it was spreading along the ground as well, killing the grass as it made it way across tne ground like an oozing pool of shadow. And throughout all of this, there was his laughter, a sound that sounded as if it were made from equal parts pain and pleasure. It was the laughter of the mad, and it seemed as if it would consume him, until suddenly, it stopped.

The darkness faded away as his form ceased it's erratic movement, resigning itself to the ground in a small heap of armor, flesh, and insanity. His eyes were still open, his gazed locked with that of his dead prey, it's golden gaze fixated on him. He'd been struggling to return the beast to it's cage, and it had stopped fightung the moment the creature had passed. It slunk back into it's hole, the cage doors shutting behind it. And yet, it smiled with contentment, for it had gotten it's kill, and even better, it had gotten it's slice of fear. For in the struggles, the thing that drove James so close to madness were memories returned to him of his life before. That was what the beast was, what it always would be, and what it would feed on as long as he was unaware of it. His memories, now forgotten again, were the key to uncovering it . . . and are now the key to mastering his new found power lay in taming the beast . . . in harnassing his pain into power for him to call on. But that is a mission for another day, for now, James is weak, the violent birth and use of his power draining him heavily of his energy. He could barely move right now, and in this case, it was probably for the better. Otherwise . . . he was unsure what he'd do, to himself or those around him.

Here, just kinda lost on where to put Kavi in this.
Xae Kyvirn


As people walked around, enjoying the festival in it's entirety, a walking mound of prizes would make it's way through the crowds, humming a happy tune as it did so. Those who manuevered around this mound would see the silver hair and purplish grey skin of Golem's Hand mage, Xae Kyvirn. He was dressed in a thin black jacket, violet shirt, dark blue jeans, and a pair of worn brown boots to complete the deal. The young man had obviously been very busy this morning cleaning out the prize stalls. He had always been weirdly skilled at thesd sorts of games, as the more rigged it seemed against him, the better he got within the first few rounds before he won . . . not that Xae was aware of their being a chance of the games being rigged against him though. As far as he was concerned, every game here was one of skill and chance, and if you didn't win, it was simply becausd you were lacking in one of those areas.

"Ahhh, I love this Festival so much, it's full of games, friends, and best of all, great food. My mouth is just watering at the thought of tearing into some of the Golem-pot pies. But first, I've got to put all of my sweet loot awa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyy!"

While Xae had been walking and talking to himself(something he tended to do when things got to quiet for his liking, no matter how weird it looked), he failed to notice that one of his prizes, a chibi toy version of himself that he had to get as soon as he saw it, had been jostled free from the top of the mound, falling down to the ground in front of him. Within seconds, Xae had stepped on in just the right way to suddenly lose his balance falling forward into the unfortunate form of Amaterasu as they turned the corner. The two would likely go doen in a flurry of limbs, stuffed animals and assorted candy, and after a small amount of flaling on Xae's part, would find themselves in a bit of a compromising position with Xae on top of Amaterasu, the two being eye-level with each other for the whole of a second. In this second, Xae felt his hand on something round, soft, and covered in fabric, amd he very much doubted it was one of his prizes, and this realization quickly caused his skin to instantly turn bone-white as he nearly hurled himself off the woman and crawled away backwards from his fellow guildmate.

"imsorryamaterasuididntmeantofalliwasjustpassingthroughanditrippedandifellandyouwerethereandiwasthereandthingshappenedmistakesweremadesothebottomlineiwanttogetacrossissimply: PLEASE DON'T BURN ME AGAIN, I'M REALLY SORRY!!!!"

As Xae prepared to bolt for the guild hall in an attempt to escape from the crazy pyro-woman who he'd just given reason to light him up for the something-th time, he spotted a familiar figure lazing his way through the crowd. Seeing possible sanctuary(or a sacrificial lamb to be offered in his stead), Xae launched off the ground to hide behind Sunny, starimg worriedly at the prone woman.

"sunnyimadeamistakeabdnowithinkamaterasusgoingtoburnmeagainsocanyoupleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasehelpme.!?!?" The God Slayer begged the sniper mage for assistance in the same rapid-fire manner of nearly incomprehensible gibberish that he'd spouted at Amaterasu, never taking his eyes off the woman and prepared to run in case she decide to burn first, ask questions later. He could still feel the heat from the last time she'd decided to exercise her desire for igniting living things on him, as it had only been a week ago. Luckily, he'd been near the lake shore and had extinguished himself before any further harm could be done, having switched to Ky and using Twilight God's Veil to escape.

Why does she seem to like burning me more than othee people? I've never done anything to her! Xae held his head low, grumbling under his breath about how this crazy fire woman saw him as nothing more than kindling.

@GrafRoy Zeppeli

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@LoonyI'm always up to see some drawings of characters, so don't forget to share when you're done.
Would it be correct of me to think that everyone in Golem's hand knows at least the basics of Ky's sign language?
@SalrynnNo problem here, though just know that Xae is going to be terrified of her.


@Vongola_HasayoUnderstandable. Probably for the best, anyway, cause I'd probably bring Revan back and start neglecting Ky and Xae as a result. So, we got an ETA for this to start yet, or are we still waiting for Goelm's Hand to get a few more members?
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