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5 mos ago
Current i'm not sure the appropriate use of an OLED TV is to play random scenic train videos but here we are
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7 mos ago
swish
8 mos ago
Being truly on my own is a bit of a weird feeling. It's never really happened.
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9 mos ago
Let it never be said that sometimes extreme brevity isn't the most appropriate post, though. Everything is a tool.
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11 mos ago
a loaf is a surprisingly hard thing to make
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"Guy that can actually fight back" #1.
Tyaethe Radistirin


With Gerard remembering that they were here primarily on a rescue mission, Tyaethe followed into the mausoleum and down the stairs--barely squeezing past Maritza in time; that would have been awkward. Rather than attack the mercenaries that were assembled on this floor... she kept walking, starting to hum to herself.

That wasn't to say that the mercenaries were entirely ignoring her, but attacks that did nothing more than nick the flesh on an arm at best and were mostly deflected or avoided quickly became less important with the threat of the knights rushing down the stairs, all too happy to attack those foolish enough to turn their back on the real threat.

It was towards the stairs to the next floor that Tyaethe came to a halt, swinging her blade up properly to catch the shaft of the attacking weapon on its hooks--which, uncomfortably, left a runed axe close to her face. The vampire was still but a moment before breaking off, towards the melee, to get a look at this opponent.

Chainmail, an equally-runed helmet with guards around the eyes, the axe... even without taking into account the blond beard and its braids, or the impressive musculature on display, there was no difficulty guessing where this man had come from. Even his threat was commensurately above that of your common mercenary. "You're a long way from Barukstaed..."

Aside from a grunt at the name, he gave no response, having pulled back the axe and settled into position.
Akari cringed at the description of the problem. Children were going missing? What if she were to walk home today and be mistaken for someone younger, then get abducted? If there was no sign of a struggle then how could her strength possibly be of use? Maybe it was possible that being a youkai was enough for her own safety, but... it would still have been nice to not have to come to school and be all caught up in this threat of abduction that was plaguing Mihama.

Fortunately, the short girl was shaken from her worries by the yuki-onna gliding into the room. Ah, she was pretty. So was the spider. And the fox class-president. Really, it was like Tomoko had gone out of her way to find attractive girls to put into the club... and her. Or maybe it was just a trait of youkai.

Mmm... Yuuto's suggestion was wrong. Well, so was calling Shuten-Douji "him", and Akari knew all her mother's stories didn't really have anything bad to say about Shuten... but on the other hand, maybe that was just because they were both oni in a time before there was a need to play nicely with people, so it didn't occur to her to say "and kidnapping people is wrong". Something that you couldn't get away with and honestly less fun, but not intrinsically wrong... though either way, she was still against it.

"Ah, it definitely ain't an oni..." Akari said, speaking up again and reaching up to play with her nervously, "Ma would've flipped and stopped 'em by now..."

@TheHangedMan
Hm, I don't think that's really suitable. This feels a bit more appropriate, I suppose both musically and just because Powerwolf lyrics are hilarious.
Appropriate music can be a pain to find. I'm not really familiar with the Berserk OST (though I read the manga until up to the end of Band of the Hawk stuff... hilarious mistranslations and all; got to love when they decided it was Gatz), though.
I will post either later or tomorrow. I'm not quite sure yet.
Jack the Ripper


It would be wrong to say that Jack had wandered off too far, or even taken that long in searching for suitable clothing. After all, she only had to look for something that sort of matched Mother. That had been rather easy, too, though the white-haired girl had made straight for shorts. The idea of wearing something with long legs seemed a bit unfamiliar. And restrictive if she needed to cut someone.

Being assassin, she could just stand by a shelf and watch everyone talk without being detected and, when called, immediately stopped trying to hide, thrusting the acquired clothing in Yuriko's face. "We found some!"
I'll wait for everyone to take their books then, post last in this set.
Akari turned down the tea as politely as she could, apparently getting into a staring contest with the... water bottle in front of her. Much like the first two meetings of the club, Akari had arrived almost immediately after lessons had ended, eager to get away from the unfamiliar and unfortunately fragile people. It wasn't that she particularly wanted to be part of this club either, but between Tomoko and her mother there wasn't much choice.

Not that she entirely knew what to do. The class president seemed nice enough, as did the spider lady, but both of them felt slightly... odd to be around. Maybe that was just because they were youkai? It wasn't as if Akari had much experience with non-oni to know. Maybe she seemed just as odd, with her tiny un-onilike stature and barely-there horns. Though the spider lady didn't look much like a spider either.

"Ah, ya ain't wet?" she asked, looking at Tomoko as she burst in. No apparent umbrella and she was dry, huh...
Kaguya-hime


The princess looked at the image, thinking it looked familiar--and by the time Mana was squeezing the unfortunate Benienma, she'd realised. Servants tended to gather quite the following on those occasions they made their presence known directly... not that it was a huge number who were interested in that thing. So naturally, when Kaguya had been summoned and set to examining the modern internet, she had wound up keeping track of these figures.

So, unsurprisingly, she had seen that picture before. Along with a key piece of information that it seemed neither Benienma nor Suzuka's Master had realised in their look at the screen.

"Really, Suzuka-dono, should you not have told your Master when millions of people liked her thighs?" she asked, for all the world coming across as simply making a polite remark--and, rather than waiting for the response (after all, she'd be able to hear everything well enough), Kaguya moved over to the by-now staring staff at the counter.

Who definitely weren't expecting an order of "One of everything."




Saotome Hana


Nothing more liberating than the stretching of muscles...? From Berserker...? Was this some kind of strange threat? Was the seemingly cheerful girl going to snap and tear her limb from limb if she tried to get out of this torture? She really didn't want to take part, but there was... just no way that she wanted to be ripped apart by a super powerful historical warrior...

"W-What do you want me to do?"
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