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5 yrs ago
Current I just can't. This is too much. Berserk was so influential on so many things that I love. Goodbye, Miura. You'll be missed by many.
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6 yrs ago
Migraines ew
7 yrs ago
Welp apparently discord servers are having some pretty bad Latency issues.
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7 yrs ago
Well I just got my mitts on the Links Awakening remake. Excus eme while I disappear for a weak while I relive my childhood
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7 yrs ago
Migraine killed me today. Posts tomorrow.
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Bio



Hello! Welcome to my little bio.

Not much to say, really. Just a horror game protag that likes writing and playing vidya games when I'm not being chased by the cosmic forces of darkness. (I'm a security guard that works night shifts usually).

Have some dancing medjed.

Most Recent Posts

~Cerise~


Still no reaction from the big guy, eh? Apathetic and slow, in spite of having a daybreaker charging at it at full force. Probably thought of her little more than an ant to be crushed. Naive fool of a creature...didn't even realize what it was, did it? That was alright, she was going to end its unsightly existence shortly anyways. It raised its fist in a fairly apathetic manner, before slamming it into the ground hard enough for the very earth beneath her feet to heave and catapult her head first towards the Tyrant itself.

Well, make things easy for her why don't you? By now, Cerise and Versomme both only wanted one thing. To feast upon this creature and end its pitiful existence. Just another stepping stone on the path she had decided to walk.

A vine grew from the writhing mass that was wrapped around her left arm, rocketing towards the Tyrant as it got within the range of her vines. Unlike her previous ones however, this one was thicker. It was at least the size of a persons neck and seemed like it'd at least be more difficult to tear or cut and the jagged thorns growing on it meant touching it was going to cut most fleshy things with ease. At the end of this vine, something reminiscent of a venus flytrap was growing. The plant was the size of a adult human head and similarly covered in sharp spikes in case someone tried to touch it. The mouth of it was what one might expect. Teeth like protrusions gnashed in a vicious manner as a stream of digestive, acidic juices fell from its mouth.

Like some sort of flying serpent, the vine shot through the air aiming to latch onto the skeletal creatures neck and start the process of devouring. In her right hand, she readied the sword that was her Crown and held it forwards.
@PlatinumSkink

Haha, well, That's fine. This will be a learning experience for Claire xD

And the main purpose is to put some distance between the timburr and Ralia, a well as possibly make the Timburr a bit confused as to why he missed when he was 100% certain that was the correct clone.

But mostly put some distance between them so Ralia can possibly get off another attack while he's recovering. If it doesn't work, Claire will change her later tactics accordingly~
Finally remembered to move the CS to the CHAR tab.

Whoops~


Tania & Lena





And meet Kat!~

@Duoya

Gave you something to do with Halsey since Clyde seemed a bit alone over there~
~Katherine Sinclair~


@KaiserElectric@wxps350




The door to the office in questioned opened easily enough. Upon entering the office, they would notice a couple of things. Most notably, they would be assaulted by the smell of a cigarette which had just been snuffed out in an ash tray. The second was that the room was for the most part spotless aside from a layer of dust. Not in a clean sense mind you, but rather in a sense that whoever worked here really didn't spend a lot of time in the office. There was a desk near the back of the room. In it, sat a woman in a fairly loosely put together casual suit leaning back in a chair with her combat boots propped up on the desk. An open bottle of bourbon sat near the edge of the desk, with a half empty glass next to it. If they so happened to be able to see her face behind the number of papers she was reading, the two teachers would be able to see the Counselors usual scowl threatening to burn a hole through the stack of papers she was reading from despite likely being able to do the exact same thing on the computer.

Kat was still fairly old fashioned, though...and definitely didn't have troubles with computers.



"No, not late Báihuā." She replied with a grunt, pulling her feet off of her desk and sitting up in her chair. "Right on time, the both of you. More or less, heh. Try not and spend more time in that fancy garden of yours next time." She chuckled as the papers she neatly stacked the papers she were reading, giving the other two staff members a wolfish grin as she fixed them with her one remaining good eye. "And for the umpeenth time robo-brain, it's just Kat. I might be married and might be an old woman but that don't mean ya gotta make me feel like one, heh." She got up from her desk, grabbing the half empty glass of bourbon and downing the rest of it before walking over to the two with the papers.

"I'd offer ya a drink too, but robots can't exactly drink and I want to get this over with so I can go ahead and go back to annoying my kiddo." The older woman. "So lets get this over with and I can get back to doing that."

"So, first year student Evals. Ya should know this is a pretty standard thing. Your unlucky asses have have been selected to help me run 'em this year." She started, pausing for a moment to shift through the papers she was holding. "Don't worry too much, I'm still doin' most of the work, you'll just be helping me since we got a lot of newbies this year. Same stuff as usual. We take the students to the training yards and we give them a challenge designed to test their creativity with their abilities and how well they can use 'em." She paused for a moment, taking a section of them and handing one to Báihuā and one to Chiron.

"Here's a list of students names and their abilities. Probably already have a similar list on whatever fancy devices you and your robot pals fidget with all the time." She chuckled towards Chiron. "There's a lot of babble and other stuff on there you can read if ya want, but to put simply you all will be helping me Evaluate and judge students performances on the field. Might have to run a few Evals at a time to keep things running smoothly. A lot of it is going to be automated so no need to really do much unless something happens...so, any questions?" She looked at the clock on her wall.

Seemed one of the others was running a bit late.

Meh.

She'd fill 'em in once they showed up.

~Halsey~

@Duoya




Halsey simply watched the other students around her, eyes lingering on the rather...flamboyant kid who was introducing and making a nuisance of himself at the same time. She couldn't really hear what she was saying over her headphones, but from the stares and awkward the blond girl and the overly attached boyfriend were giving him he had probably just done something stupid. Ugh, the waiting in this place with the rest of these guys were going to kill her. She really hated that she had to do this...her frowned deepened slightly as she thought about how annoying this all was.

Gah, she wondered why she even went along with it.

Pulling her phone from her pocket, Halsey turned it on, checking the time...except it was dead. Oh-fucking-great. She forgot to charge it. Or it had died in the time they drugged her. That, or a certain someone she knew messed with the batteries just to mess with her. If they did and she saw them again, they were gettin' smacked.

"Well fuck me anyways...ugh." She grunted, shaking her head. No sense in getting worked up over this whole thing. Just wait it out, like she always did. As she moved to replace her phone in her pocket, she remembered noticing another student with a phone that seemed to be working. Well, might as well see if he had the time or something. Halsey got up from her chair, adjusting her jacket slightly as she walked over to Clyde.

"Hey," She said to the kid, poking him on the forehead to get his attention and removing the cigarette from her mouth, dropping it on the floor and crushing it under her shoes. "Saw that fancy phone of yours. Got the time? Mines dead."
@Rice Porridge

Someone didn't read the transmission logs~

Just something for the teachers for now, nothing for the students to worry too much about. Was just informing everyone with a teacher character who was waiting.
Rachel Holt


"Geh, can it ya dunderhead. This ain't nothin!"

Hmm

They didn't spill the info about this Ruuto people person. Hm, she'd ask later. Once she got a bit of time to get out of this mess when they were least expecting it. Catch 'em off guard like a sneaky ninja or a stealthy computer virus, heh. So for now, Rachel followed the others. Impmon followed closely beside her, grumbling to himself quietly. Unfortunately, the small reprieve from battle didn't last long.

Soon enough, they came upon another group of digimon that were obviously the bad guys. Yumenko suggested they tackle the small guys - which was fine with her. She didn't wanna exert any more effort than needed...she was too busy thinking about Niels and Grapleomons mysterious Ruuto.

"Hey, Partner. Ya got tumbleweeds in yer head or somethin'? Quit spacin' out!" Rachel simply watched the PawnChessmon passively, completely uninterested. They didn't look to strong, so Impmon could handle them himself. So she gave the imp a thumbs up and a blank stare before starting to fiddle with her digivice, inspecting it for any more surprise functions she might be able to use.

"...Heh, fine fine!" Impmon grinned. "Unlike you lot, my partner trusts me, heh!" Not like he needed help from Rachel anyways. She could do this. Impmon followed after Tinkermon, joining in her little insult.

"Heh, the only rotten digieggs here are these schmucks." He chuckled, slamming his own fist into the head of one of the other digimon and knocking the pawnchessmon right out. "I could take ye guys in my sleep!"
For all those waiting, I'll be getting a thing up introducing Sinclair this evening~
~Auges Magnus~


Days since resurrection: 0
Currently: Traveling towards Bervenia





Eventually the colder rocky mountain gave way to tundra like forests. It all looked so similar, yet so different from when she was here however long ago it was. She took mental notes of a variety of changes in the landscape, but for the most part continued on her way, swiftly moving a few feet above the ground as the wind carried her. After she had woken enough to get her mental faculties in order after the shock of waking up after she was certain to have died, something tugged at the back of her mind.

The image of a city, and knowledge of how to get there. Bervenia. She could at least be certain after drawing a few conclusions that some outside force was the cause of her resurrection. The stone wasn't capable of such things. It could only give life, and take it.

"Gah!" Lost in thought as she was, didn't see the other human in front of her. She crashed into the other human hard enough to knock the sturdy built northerner right off his feet and send her tumbling to the ground, the sparse grass crunching beneath her.

"OOf..." For a few seconds, her head reeled in dizziness. At least there were likely no major injuries from the fall, thanks to the stone.

"Oi, for the love of Vis' holy knickers...!" There was a groan from not far away as Auges sat up, eyeing a rather grumpy looking man who was dressed in a number of furs, carrying a large sack full of what looked to be pelts. A northern hunter? She had very little interactions with the northerners in her time...and wasn't too well versed in their language. This might prove to be a slight problem. She could at least gather from what he had just said that he was in both considerable discomfort and a few base words to work with.

She stood up, brushing a few loose pieces of grass off her robes and cloak as she turned her head back to the man.

"By the northern winds brat, watch where you're running!" He shouted, obviously more than a little upset. "Bloody wolfs breath that almost killed me...what's a kid like you doing out here anyways?...dressed so outlandishly to boot? You're a foreigner from the looks of ye." The man in question was nursing a deep cut on his arm - a bloody knife not far away. Ah...oh dear, looks like when she ran into him she caused him to have a little slip up.

"Apologies," She spoke in a shaky tongue, studying the northern man carefully. "You're hurt."

"Eh? I've had worse from me wife." He chuckled causing Auges to frown slightly. "...You don't speak well, do ya kid?"

"...no." She replied simply. "Not from here." Best to use simple words to get them across well enough. She walked over to the man, and before he could do anything she studied the wound that he had. Before he could say anything there was a spark of red light as she channeled her transmutation - the wound knitting itself close with almost no pain or discomfort. "There. Better."

The man simply stared at the place that once had a medium sized gash in it, and then to Auges. "Well, you're not an average foreigner are ya kid?" The stout man stood, grabbing the knife and the furs he had been carrying back to his home. "Still, not safe out here for a kid like you to be by themselves. You should probably head back home...woods have been getting more dangerous as of late."

Well, perhaps this man could be of some use.

"Map." she continued. "If...possible, I need one of the region."

"You lost or something?" He said, sheathing the knife and turning to face Auges again.

"Traveling. Lost mine." Not entirely true, but it'd be difficult to explain 'flew down a mountain and ran into you'.

"Phew...well, kid, there's a village not to far from here. I can take you with me - probably have a map or something there you can borrow."

"Aha, thank you, sir." She offered him one of her typical small smiles.

"Got a name, kid?"

"Auges...stine. Augestine, sir." Perhaps she was being overly cautious, but...she didn't want people recognizing her if she could help it. She wasn't entirely sure how well known she'd be outside of Harena - and at the moment she didn't any connection to the place...not yet, at least.

"That's not a name ye here every day, is it? Call me Aric. Hunter, trapper...drinker of ale." He chuckled. Auges simply gave him her usual neutral expression in response, though he didn't seem too bothered by it. "Well, lets get to walking. Probably at least take half an hour to get there. Hunting camp was pretty far from civilization, heh."

Auges was glad at least, this northern man was friendly. She had heard tales of them back in Harena...most, weren't exactly the good sort. Adjusting her cloak slightly, she set off after Aric. Once she'd get to this village she'd ask about this Bervenia and where it was at. She already knew the quickest and safest route, oddly enough. It'd only take her a day and a half at most, perhaps, if she traveled non stop and only rested long enough to rest a bit. Still...she'd like to see it on a map before going...get a since of how long she had been dead for.
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