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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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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.

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Welp, Isabella chooses to fight.

If only so she can use the ghouls as practice for her weapon.

...and because Dwynn is probably quickly becoming her least favorite person.
~Isabella~




"Are you an idiot-!" Isabella growled under her breath at the nameless wisp. She fully expected something to happen, but for a few seconds it seemed like they were blessed with continued silence and peace. Until a low moan in the distance as something moved. Shadows moved across the lights, something shambling and shuffling their way through them. Erratic, unclear voices met her ears as whatever once was human made themselves known. Metal scraping against stone - shackles of some sort? Old armor? Weapons? Didn't matter. What was clear, was that that fool had made themselves known and they were now a target to...whatever poor souls these used to be.

Now would be the time to hide and observe, not hang around and get caught up in some silly fight such as this...and Aiv seemed completely intent on doing the fighting part such as this. At least he would make a pleasant distraction. Maybe he'd do a back flip if he died?

"Morons. All of you." She couldn't even say Dwynn was doing something smart, really, but she was at least doing the smartest thing here. Or rather, they seemed to share a similar mindset that fighting now would be a fools errand. That said, being called 'Imbecile' irked her greatly. Her? Imbecile? Bah, not at all. Dwynn was more and more reminding her of fools she greatly disliked. Or at least, she felt like she would. It made it hard to muster any desire to actually go after her...well any desire other than the desire to stab her. Repeatedly. Maybe do a few experiments on them.

Besides, this would be a pleasant test run for her weapon.

"Ah...I don't know about emissaries or whatever this foolish one with the weapon clearly overcompensating for something is talking about." Isabella harrumphed, brandishing her own sword. "But I'm just going to use you as a test run for this thing. Don't worry, I'll make it quick...probably~" She chuckled, grinning towards the shambling foes. She gave the sword a, slow experimental swing, the mass of black metal and tissue hissing lowly as it writhed and moved. She had to get used to the blade somehow - might as well use it on these sorry ghouls.
Alright, just wasn't sure if I should have her already be in the cavern with the others or not.

Anyways, have a post~
~Lizaveta Koshkov~


Year:
2334
Location:
Outer Rim, Planetoid Chadus F88
Factory - *static*

"Ah fuck, the hell am I even keeping this log for now?" She sighed, yawning as she stuffed the recorder back into her uniform, resting her rifle on her shoulder. Not like she was going to be using it again, eh? She was gonna be stuck here and have little hope for rescue by the Empire. Airlocks sealed, life support literally blew to hell, no spacesuits, shuttles, coms were busted beyond repair and no one but the rare pirates traveled out this far. Typical, really. Should have been expected being sent this far out. Probably were waiting for her to croak, really so they could salvage the tech from her body and give it to their next pet project.

Jackals, the lot of them.

Not that she could really blame them. She was already living on borrowed time - clones didn't exactly have long life expectancy and she already lived two years longer than they thought. Of course they'd finally get tired of her doing what she did best - just serve like a good little soldier 'for the glory of the empire' Propaganda, really. Really effective propaganda though. The danger with clones, is that sure, for the first few years of life they'll follow orders...but then they start thinkin' for themselves and then you well, have created a problem for yourself.

She wasn't a hero though, so she had really no intention to try and do that. She just did as she was told.

"Oi, you...still alive?" She walked over to one of the people that she had just killed. Was quite the fun little bloodbath, indeed. Ah, so tiring though. "Heh, guess I'm getting sloppy. Silly me~" She giggled, giving the man a saccharine smile before pulling out her pistol. "Sorry about this...I'd say for the 'glory of the empire' or whatever other bullshit, but I'll spare you the lies."

The pistol fired, burying a bullet into the mans skull. She stretched again, briefly checking the magazine in her pistol and rifle. Someone from the rebels might be foolish enough to come check on their mining facility, but she doubted it. Heh, maybe if she got rid of the uniform and guns she could pass for a lost child? Maybe would be fun, but the empire wouldn't let her live so easily.

"Ah, the Empire is so troublesome~" She sighed, shaking her head with a tired smile. "Sending little 'ol me out here to do all their dirty work and not even having the courtesy of sending me out with a bang. Just going to let me rot away slowly...tsk." Ah, man, after a workout like that she was tired. "They even made sure to dismantle that robot before sending me here..." She pulled up her holographic com unit, a simple message displaying on the screen.

"Help. Dismantling."

Hah, she almost felt like crying. That robot actually thought she could help. She wanted too - the big lug was just about the only thing or person that had any bit of consistency in her life.

"Welp, that's just the way the nuke explodes." She chuckled dryly, tossing the headset carelessly onto the ground, sitting against one of the cold metal walls of the mining facility. "Ah, so tired. The nanites must be getting slow and rusty, heh. Well, nothing like a nap after a good brawl to unwind..." She leaned against the wall, and eventually her breathing slowed as sleep overcame her.




"Hrm...nooo...my muffin~" She giggled in her sleep - she must have been quite the sight. A child wearing a military uniform covered in what appeared to be dry blood in a number of places. She was passed out on the ground, smiling contentedly while she slept, chewing lightly on the butt of her rifle. "Hands off...bolt face...can't eat anyways..." Whatever she was dreaming about, seemed pleasant at least. It wasn't until a gentle breeze brushed past did the child slowly open her eyes, and immediately notice something was completely wrong.

"GAH!" She stood up swiftly, wide eyed and looking more than a little trigger happy from the way she was clutching the gun as if her life depended on it. "Whodawhereisthis?...Grass? Why is there..." She spun, readying her abilities to try and combat any threat she might run into in this place. Was...was this a dream? Most of her dreams typically involved some super lewd...well, things you're never going to know about.

"Not a dream...afterlife? Hell looks particularly green this time of year..." With life support as weakened as it was, she was guaranteed to run out of oxygen in half an hour...but she still had her guns and combat knife. She doubted such tools would even be allowed in 'heaven' if it even existed. Still, it didn't seem like she was in any immediate danger. She lowered her gun, grumbling quietly to herself as she tried to make sense of this situation.

It was then, she became highly aware of a massive group of...things. People? Somewhere towards the east? Or was it west? gah, finding directions on new planets was difficult when you couldn't use the sun as a reliable guide, and the stars were useless to navigate by since, well, daytime. Well, if there were people, she might as well check it out. Who knows, maybe could be fun.

"Huh, well I dunno what in the name of the emperors soiled holy boxers is going on here," Just to make sure, she checked her ammo again and the spare magazines she had on her. "But lets see what's up, eh?~" She slung the rifle over her shoulder, and set off at a calm walk towards the mass of people that she somehow knew the location of - however she did that. Did she suddenly develop a new psionic ability? Wasn't unheard of for clones with extensive modification to later develop new mutations later, but that couldn't be it.

Eh, if only she didn't trash her com unit.

It didn't take her long to get to the mass of people, and what she saw was...disturbing to say the least! Those...those definitely weren't humans. They seemed to be gathered around some sort of cave of sorts?

"Hmm..." She observed the group, placing a hand to her chin and thinking for a few seconds. Finally seeming to come to some sort of conclusion, she nodded with a sigh. "Yep, I've finally lost it."

Alternatively, and much more logically, she might have accidentally got teleported to another galaxy somehow...which also meant no empire.

...huh.

"Well, heh, might as well see how far this rabbit hole goes. Maybe I'll met a cute alien, heh..."
Cool cool

anywhere specific I should start Liza out in the IC?

I'll get to reading and working on a post tonight, but want to make sure there's nowhere specific I should be starting.

@RyuShura

Hmmmmm....!

It's a bit hard then, since it would really majorly depend on what everyone else would do. Isabella doesn't like fighting, she'd rather vacate the premises...but if everyone decides to fight, she's not exactly going to do that.

Hm...suppose I'll wait a bit longer for now.
@Piercing Light
MMmkay, here we are. Do tell if there are any problems~

I may make a second character from the same universe as her depending on how I feel later. Decided to go with Sci-Fi.


@Piercing Light

Boy, I'm always late to the fun looking RP's.

If there's room for another I think I might have fun with this~
~Fox~


"Hm? Festivals are fun." The fox replied with a dismissive shrug. "Sake and freshly cooked meat under a fall tree is just the best, heh." The fox opened the door to the dorm, walking past Sel. "But eh, I'll be around, if my master needs me...crowds aren't my thing. Too noisy and humans are annoying to deal with. Funny to watch though." She stopped, turning her her heels and gave Sel a sly grin.

"Unless master wants this little fox to accompany them? It might be a good idea. The ninja skilled in perv-jitsu and the pink Oni are going to be up to no good today. Would be a shame if...something happened~" She giggled.

~Gwynn & Ritsa~


"Huh...archery range, huh?" Gwynn rubbed her chin thoughtfully, before grinning. She had never held a bow before in her life, but...it shouldn't be too difficult, right? A silly flimsy bow could never match the strength required to wield her sword, heh. This would be easy! "Alright looks fun. Say, you two...hows about a bet?" The pirate grinned, kneeling next to Fia. "Archery contest! Whoever does loses has to..."

Gwynn frowned. Well, she couldn't really think of any appropriate bets for the kiddos. If this was the ship she'd bet her own alcohol or play a nice refreshing game of strip-poker, but...couldn't really do either of those things here.

"Ah, alright. Lets just say if you two kiddos can beat me, I'll buy ya something nice? Sound good?"

"Good!" Ritsa hopped on her feet, grinning brightly. Seemed like she liked it anyways.

~Miren~


"O-oh, I'll be fine! Just a bit uncomfortable is all." Miren said, hopping out of her seat. "It'd be fun to go...w-with you, at least!" She gave the hound her usual unsure seeming grin, but for the most part didn't seem entirely adverse to actually going. "Besides, someone might be selling some rare books..." She gave Eith a somewhat pouty look. "Soooo...you going with me would help a lot."

~Cynthia~


"M-must you use your cleavage to hold my arm?" The maid finally said, face red as she took a seat on the bench next to Mugi. Not that she entirely minded of course, but it was...distracting to say the least. "A-anyways...Mugi." Cynthia looked to the side for a few seconds, pulling her arm away from the Yuki-Onna and fidgeting slightly. "Close your eyes, open your mouth."

Assuming Mugi would comply, the Yuki-Onna would find something being pressed into her mouth that tasted like some sort of pastry. There was the flavor of some sort of blueberry filling mixed with some sort of spice? Definitely some sort of exotic spice there, not enough to overpower the blueberry, but enough to give it a somewhat warm taste. Whenever Mugi would open her eyes, she'd find the maid looking at her expectantly.

~Celine~


Who...who was this kitten daring to presume command over her? How presumptuously infuriating.

"Oh? The tastiest fish? You want it then?" Celine harrumphed. "Well then...be my guest." Before the kitten could even think to regret her choice of action, there was not only a torrent of water blasted at her - this one also had a variety of different fish in it.

"If it isn't the filthy human...and an equally filthy pet." The undine continued, leaning over the edge of the tank and giving Katherine a disinterested seeming gaze. "This filthy thing is yours? How crude." The Undine sighed, seemingly somewhat disappointed. "You shouldn't settle for such a filthy stray, human. You could do much better than that dumb kitten." With a grin the Undine continued. "Though, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Filth clings to filth after all...no amount of my cleansing will cure you of that, human."

~Sorcha~


Sorcha watched the exchange unfold with curiosity. She was curious as to who this person was, but if Luna wanted to handle it she had no right to interfere. The exchange unfolded with a friendly sparring match, making the dragon get a little excited. Whoever this was, they were certainly skilled. It really came as no surprise when Luna introduced him as her father.

"Oh my, it's certainly a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sir Lightsword." Sorcha walked over to Luna's father. "I am Sorcha, Radiant King of the heavens. A grand dragon and current familiar to Lady Lightsword here." She gave him a coy grin as she held out her hand, offering a firm handhsake to the man. "And don't worry...I'm taking good care of Luna here~"

Her tone of voice definitely implied something there.

~Lyssa & Ayumi~


"Everything in place?"

"Yep! With that, we have pretty much everything we need. Made a few last-minute substitutions because your mom was a stingy butt."

"Eeeh? It should still work anyways. Alrighty then! Commence the summoning comrade Ayumi!~"

"Already doing it, comrade Lyssa!"

There was a gentle hum as Mana accumulated inside of the summoning circle. Whatever the two were up to, it seemed they were attempting to summon something - or someone. Not that anyone would easily be able to tell, since they had covered their tracks well and were able to erase most of the magical signatures of the summoning. In total, it only lasted a few seconds before it was done.

"Ah! We're done!"

"Did it work-oh hello...and I thought Myrilla was beautiful."

"Hehe! Auntie Lucy, hi!~"

"Oof-! Who dares tackle Pride-Eh? Lyssa? Oh...it looks like that insufferable demon of wrath kept her word, heh. You two get everything ready?"

"Indeed! Everything is ready for the mass hostile pastry-sweet stealing of the festival. We got our costume and everything."

"Heh, lets get started then..." 'Lucy' looked down towards the current pink haired demon nuzzling her bosom. "...not the time or place, Lyssa dear."

"Oops, sorry~"
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