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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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@hatakekuroI tagged you in my last post, but mucked it up so . . . *poke*
Ezekiel


Ezekiel's wanderings were abruptly cut short as he felt someone ram into his side. Quickly regain his balance, he turned to see that the offending person was a little girl leading an elderly woman, with a man following a small ways behind. Looking between each of them, he saw the connections and emotions laid out before him, easily seeing they were all related. But what intrigued him the most was what he could read from the man. An strong magical aura that easily identified him as a mage, though he wasn't too familiar with the forms of magic he had on him. All he could discern was that one had to do with summoning and the other was some form of metal manipulation.

So engrossed was he in studying the man's magic that he didn't respond to his apology for a couple seconds. However, when it finally did registered in his head, he blinked slowly before shaking his head, trying to focus his attention back on the current situation.

"Ah. . . it's, uh, it's no problem, Sir. I should've paid more attention to my surroundings. I'm new here, so I can't tell where anything is. Actually, maybe you could help me find out where I'm going, if you wouldn't mind." Ezekiel said, his attention being stolen momentarily by the sound of purring at his feet. A small tabby kitten had seemed to appear by his side, and would soon find itself lifted into Ezekiel's arms, mewling in delight as he gave it soft pats upon it's head. This would continue for a short time before his head suddenly rose, turning with a timid smile back towards the family before him. "Um, sorry . . . got a bit distracted there. I was wondering if you'd, perhaps, be able to show me where the hotel that the Dragon's Fang guild is staying at for the games? I was thinking about joining them."

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Argus Leandros


The following morning met a very irritable Argus, who still felt the aches and pains of the other day. The light of day slipped through the flaps of the tent he slept in, seeming to almost maliciously seek out his eyes with the sole intent of trying to ruin his day before it began. With a groan, the red haired mage rose from the cot he laid in, his wounds more or less healed for the most part, but the dull, throbbing pain still settled firmly in his gut. Whether he was alone or Tsubano was still watching over him, he'd get out of the cot and walk out the tent with nary a second of hesitation. He did have to summon his staff to help him walk, as his legs still couldn't completely hold his weight at the moment.

As he walked through the camp, he came upon some other guy he didn't recognize coming out of his tent. Given that he had walked with the group for a day, he was pretty familiar with everyone in the guild,by appearance if not personally, and was a bit suspicious of this newcomer. However, due to him being much to tired to start anything, and having gotten into enough trouble for starting conflict already, he decided that simply engaging in conversation would probably be best. Walking up to the cloaked stranger, raising a hand in greeting.

"Hey, what's up?"
@The Wild West
@PathfinderMost Intense Disney song ever, and also one of my favorites.
In COLORS 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@GreyMostly action stuff, but he does have parts in other movies, never being one to shrink from a challenge.
@PathfinderYeah, Studio's name is Trigger I believe and they actually had a guest animator on Steven Universe for the Fusion episode with the butterflies.
@PathfinderHey, it's made by the people who made Gurren Lagann, so it was a guaranteed must watch. Also, that show is so over the top that the fanservice doesn't really bother you if you don't focus on it. And yeah, very tongue and cheek
@PathfinderI need to get back into that show. I'm on the season right after the first. And yeah, I feel you in the front with those kind of anime. If it's got nothing else to it, I generally can't watch more than an episode, if that.
In COLORS 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Aiden Cross


Aiden waved goodbye as Namashiya walked off, his smile dropping the moment she as out of sight. Frozen orbs of cold contempt started after her, tiny sparks bursting into existence around him for a few moments, before he took a breath to calm himself. After a while of silent staring, he'd run a hand through his hair, a low, hollow laugh making it's way from him.

"Hmph . . . you'd hardly think she was anything more than a lowly Professor, albeit one with a pretty face. Aiden said, his lower lip suddenly finding itself trapped between to rapidly clenching sets of teeth, pressing down harder and harder with each passing second. It's actually a bit sickening how she squanders the power she's been gifted with. So much so that I'm severely tempted to educate her how one should use power.

It wasn't until Claire put a hand on his arm that Aiden was jarred out of his head, quickly turning his gaze to glare at her, only to see the outstretched hankercheif. Feeling his lip, he realized that he had bitten down so hard that the flesh of his lip had split, staining his chin, and more importantly his rather expensive shirt, red with blood. Snatching the cloth, he quickly dabbed it to the wound, raising an eyebrow as his lip began to tingle and itch a bit. Upon further inspection, he found that the wound had been healed after a few dabs of the cloth, which seemed to shimmer ever so slightly on closer inspection.

A side long glance was cast towards Claire, but no words were said. The hankercheif was returned to her, and Aiden began to make his way towards the viewing platform. Within moments, they arrived in a rather nice viewing room, cushioned seats, a little mini-bar stocked with all kinds of nice wines, beers, and sodas to enjoy. Not in the mood to drink, Aiden simply took his seat, looking out the window towards the arena where all the students were gathered. He watched as that woman gave a speech about the responsibilities of Espers, something that earned a short bark of laughter from the Movie star. What a ridiculous sentiment, and what a droll way of presenting it. And yet I don't doubt she believes every word of it. I wonder, what stance she'd have if she'd been one of those unlucky souls who had to go through hell to get their abilities. If she had to fight tooth and nail to gain every scrap of power she had, rather than have it given to her because she was born lucky. Would she still care for others like now . . . or would she be closer to me?

A fun thought to ponder.

With a sigh, he turned to Claire, who was sitting next to him and looking at the screen with a look of such intense focus, Aiden couldn't help but smile. Without warning, he reached out a poked her on the cheek. This broke her focus instantly, causing her to look at Aiden with an incredulous and somewhat red face, before she quickly smacked his hands away with a huff. Azure ice stared into her head with such chilling indifference, it sent shivers down her spine, but she held firm. Eventually, Aiden turned his eyes back towards the Arena, wondering if anything of significance had happened.
@PathfinderWhat anime do you find yourself not hating at the moment, if you don't mind me asking?
@KronshiI can't cook for the life of me, but I bet I could be a good host person. Not a waiter, though, I can't remember things for the life of me.
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