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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).
"Ahaha," Suzue laughed quietly. "It's good that everyone is so excited, and while I'd love to join all of you." She replied, shaking her head tiredly. "I need to stop home first. I need to make sure my siblings are being behaved." Also, she kind of wanted to change out of these clothes. If she was going to be crawling through a park or rough housing with the others, she didn't want to get her good clothes dirty. Picking up the rest of the brownies, she grabbed one herself and took a bite out of it before closing the container. "I will be at Yume park soon." With a friendly, warm smile Suzue left the classroom, intending to head back home for now. Curiously, she looked at one of her hands again as she walked, frowning lightly. Jorogumo, huh? She'd gotten involved in something dangerous, hadn't she?
Ah, how tiring~
For once in her life, she'd like to not have something to worry about. Oh well. Maybe she could have a bit of fun with the others in the club...
"I was planning on visiting the orcs by the mines anyways," Livia sighed as Barthen went back to check for the Resin. "I suppose we'll be doing this together then." That was fine as well, she supposed. Her sister could have some uses. She was more concerned with the price of those seeds. Ten gold!? How expensive could seeds be!? Livia frowned. It seemed like a good deal. She wasn't quite so sure of the price, but it seemed Barthen was being honest. Likely mentioning Maeda reduced the price slightly. Still...she was more concerned with the fact it'd take up all her gold immediately and she'd almost have nothing left to work with. She could perhaps press her luck and try to get a better deal, but it'd be best not to test ones luck too much.
"Very well, ten gold it is. I thank you for going easy on the pricing." Livia sighed, taking out five gold pieces from her satchel and handing it over to Barthen. "You would be correct. Maeda needs the Hashish Resin as soon as possible. We'll be using it to assist us in investigating those ruins in the mines." She briefly explained. "She mentioned that the Orcs at the mines may have some, but they could be unwilling to sell. You wouldn't happen to know of anything that could make them more agreeable to trade, would you?"
She hoped the snake venom wasn't too expensive. She'd just have 5gp left after this, and she was hopefully planning on using that money to potentially hire some help when traveling from here to that village.
-bottle of black ink -quill -small knife -set of Fine Clothes -signet ring -scroll of pedigree -Soul gem Dagger -The book “Frothy Tales of Conquest” Money: 5gp
At first, Livia didn't even acknowledge Katherine's presence as the fiend followed after her. She wasn't really in the mood to put up with her, but it seemed her sister had something to discuss. She almost simply ignored her as she moved along, but Katherine seemed quite insistent. What followed was not quite what Livia expected to hear. She knew of Katherine's migraines, but never really thought much of them beyond a simple natural occurrence. As far as she was aware it was a perfectly normal condition that her sister had had ever since she was adopted by the family.
"Do I take you following to mean you'll be following me everywhere and thus wasting time?" Livia sighed, changing direction to the general store. The only mildly interesting thing her sister added to it, was the voice. Odd...were those normal for Migraines? She couldn't think of a reason it wouldn't be, yet she couldn't think of a reason why they'd be normal either. "And for such a simple reason. Katherine, your migraines are utterly normal. That voice is likely just a side effect of them." This reasoning wasn't really helping Livia's mood. She wanted to believe Katherine. Compared to Marise and her younger brother Katherine was the least likely to try and pull something over on her...but it was difficult to think of any reason that it wasn't just her migraines playing tricks on her.
"If you're that concerned, ask a medical professional about them." She said, the pair arriving in front of Barthen's store. Walking inside, Livia continued. "...I suppose if you'd rather I do something about it, I can inquire further if you really are that concerned about it. I wasn't able to bring my books or research notes with me, but I could perhaps find something useful here given enough time...but we can discuss it later after we finish the tasks at hand." Once inside properly, Livia took a moment to take a look around the store. It seemed a simple enough place. A general store that seemed like any other. Well, she was only here for one thing so she might as well ask the owner, Barthen about it.
"Good afternoon," Livia approached the shopkeeper with a small smile. "Barthen, I take it? Miss Maeda said you have a shipment of Kafei seeds and may have some Hashish resin in stock?"
8 - History Check for Kat's Symptoms (Damn it dice gods. Why you give me terrible rolls)
-bottle of black ink -quill -small knife -set of Fine Clothes -signet ring -scroll of pedigree -Soul gem Dagger -The book “Frothy Tales of Conquest” Money: 10gp
Before he could respond, they were interrupted by a woman storming into the church. She seemed to be Varjan's mother, her simple but elegant garb meaning she was likely of wealthy status. It all happened far too fast for Seleth to get a word in edgewise, but she immediately didn't like this woman. Aside from the fact that she was obviously upset with Varjan for nothing at all, she dared to cause a scene in this holy place! The Church of Aylama shall not be desecrated or acted upon in such a manner! Hmph!
"I am fine. I've had worse during training." Seleth replied coolly. She couldn't stand it. This woman just rubbed her entirely the wrong way. She almost wanted to smack her, but that would be unbecoming of a priestess. Besides, it wasn't likely to solve anything. For some reason, she was deeply concerned about Varjan. She didn't entirely know why, either. "He was here, seeking sanctuary and was simply asking me of the Goddess teachings." Straightening herself, Seleth leaned her spear against the pew. She wanted to talk more with Varjan. Rather, for some reason she felt she needed too.
"Allow me to introduce myself. Seleth Thenri, priestess of Aylama. Your son seems to be quite interested in the scriptures." Oh dear, what was she saying? Was she really going to be doing this?! "If possible, could you allow him to come back sometime? I would be quite thrilled to spend more time with him."
Dancing her way back to the wreck, Shael kept a quick, but watchful pace so she wouldn't lose her alien friends. She even circled back occasionally! Getting ahead only to spin back around and seeming skate over the land with her long, graceful legs, humming and chiming a pleasant tune all the while. It was likely becoming increasingly clear that yes, this particular alien, may or may not have some traits in common with the feared pony of pink. Eventually though, they found themselves at the edge of the crashed ship where Shael waved them over energetically.
"Jessiel! Jessiel! We have guests!" She shouted loudly as she ran into the small defensive perimeter the rest of the Ebon had set up.
"...Hmm." Jessiel was close to the last place Astral had seen him, standing near the edge of the wreck, seemingly observing things quietly. "Jester Shael. You have returned. With guests. What was that mass of energy? All of the Ebon felt it - and trembled with its presence. Is this Beryllius' doing?"
"Worry not, robed friend! The situation has been resolved." She twirled over to Jessiel, stopping on a deep bow as she replied. "With the help of these wonderful friends, tee-hee!" Jessiel's expression was hidden behind the Ebon's usual face masks, but judging from his posture and the fact his hand moved to his head, his expression likely read 'you have my sympathies'.
"Wahaha, Jessiel continues to be no fun!"
"Jester Shael, consider that our guests can't understand a word we're saying."
"Tee-hee! Nonsense! We're such close friends already we can read each others minds!" Shael then turned to Luna and Astral once again as she clapped her hands together, as if waiting for a reply from her new friends.
"I only have a hard time being polite to fiends and idiots who flirt far too much." Livia scoffed in response to her sisters jab, but ultimately let it go. She had better things to do than to give herself a headache by dealing with Katherine. Taking the book from Maeda, Livia quickly read the title and flipped through a few of the pages before listening to the Arachne's advice. Well, that information saved her some trouble. A walk outside the city by herself, though, seemed entirely dangerous.
"Thank you for the information, Maeda." Livia replied, doing her best to ignore the obviously flirting with a mild frown. Private lessons? That was such a thinly veiled proposition she almost laughed. Of course she was flirting with Katherine. Why wouldn't she, after all. Her sister dearest was oh so pretty and beautiful compared to her. Oh, how she wanted to sometimes just - ah, that was a no good thought, that. She wasn't quite so annoyed with her sister to wish her a painful death...yet. Never break a potentially useful tool. "That said, if you wouldn't mind watching Creme here for me while I am away, I would be quite thankful." Livia continued, picking up the kitten from Katherine's lap and placing him on the floor. "I'd rather not take the chance something happen and either of us end up hurt. That said, I shall be taking my leave now. I'd rather get there and back before sundown."
With a polite nod and a wave, Livia exited the teachers office, exiting the school building shortly after and making her way down the street. First order of business was potentially securing help of someone so she wouldn't have to cross the roads alone. She was hardly capable of fighting any sort of wild beasts...hm. Perhaps that Orc, Nartur, could help.
-bottle of black ink -quill -small knife -set of Fine Clothes -signet ring -scroll of pedigree -The adorable kitten known as Crème. -Soul gem Dagger -The book “Frothy Tales of Conquest” Money: 10gp
Zeal, Chimchar Level 13 Status: 100% Held Item: Focus Band
Chikorita Level 8 Status: 100%
7049P Antidote x1 Great Ball x6 Super Potion x2 Tiny Mushroom x 1
Important Items: Castle Medal Crystal of Knowledge
Badge Collection: Challenge Badge - Redcoast Town, Hector. Minor League.
Suddenly more information was given to her. Two different locations, with two different paths to the girl in question. She recognized the dark cavern hallways of Mt. Strength. She had recently been there, after all. But soon the familiar paths were gone. Deeper and deeper the paths winded, until the mountain was completely behind her, leaving a cavernous maze sprawling in front of her. A passage that led east led her to the destination - a heavy metal door that could only be opened by some sort of keycard. Through there was the girl in her memory. This was the closest path to the girl, but also the hardest to reach and was guarded due to the number of hostile pokemon.
The next took her all the way to Worldedge City, the Largest city in the region. Within the Industrial district was a not so abandoned factory, that could once again only be opened with a keycard. Inside the factory was a huge security door which would need a higher level access card. From there, the path should relatively be simple - save for the apparently large number of guards and the fact she'd need to cross most of the base which meant a greater chance something could go wrong.
A small bit of doubt formed in her mind. This was so beyond her pay grade.
Next was the image of the pokemon league. She couldn't see them well, but all the gym leaders and Elite Four were there. That much was certain. There was only one person that caught her attention in this vision. One opened their eyes, eyes glowing a malevolent red, a malicious aura engulfed the vision. That one, whoever it may be could not be trusted, but the memory could not tell her. Only caution against letting them know at all costs.
Then the visions were gone, the white void returning as a pokemon floated before her. She couldn't make it out - some heavy fog like barrier seemed to be obscuring it. It wasn't as though she couldn't see it, it was as if the moment she tried to register its appearance she simply forgot it as soon as she learned it. She did however know, that it was locked here. Trapped at this picturesque landscape, unable to help where it wasn't safe. It and its kin needed to be called to save this girl, it seemed. Apparently this pokemon had chosen her as the most suitable candidate.
More knowledge followed. A series of challenges she'd apparently have to complete to meet with the others. In highhill Town, ancient stones were standing in a circle, their purpose unknown to everyone - but this pokemon provided her the answer to the question. Walk to the center of the stones, and perform first a Show of generosity. Second, a show of sadness. Third, a show of Joy. Fourth, anger, and lastly passion. If performed with good intention, then something would appear.
And lastly, in Lakewatch Town, there was a building named Descent Tower that one could get to a place named Flooded Lakewatch from. She'd need a pokemon that new dive, and she'd need to find the place called the Drain. When there, she'd need to go on her own, without the help of her pokemon and reach the end. Once there, odd things would happen that normally wouldn't. If she succeeded, she needed to reach the rocks that waited within, and once again, something would appear.
She was vaguely aware that she alone did not have to complete these tasks, but that seemed to be a problem and not so good idea, for the gravity of the situation. She agreed with the pokemon urging her to keep quiet. She'd do these tasks herself. Anise or Yvonne maybe could be called to help if she needed it, but for the most part, it did not seem like a good idea to involve others until she was ready to storm the base. Yet, despite all this she was told there was no rush. Apparently those researchers would not make any progress anytime soon.
A small feeling of relief washed over her. That gave her some wiggle room, then. In her current state, taking on an evil organization would be quite the task, especially if one of the Elite Four were involved.
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Reality came blinking back into view. Still sitting, with Chikorita still in her lap. She was looking forward, her vision having been taken over by the foreign being...that was now floating right in front of her. It looked like no pokemon she had ever seen before. Its bright grey body, but its head was a bright yellow giving it the impression of wearing an odd mask with a wig of some sort with a decorative red jewel centered on its forehead. Two tails extended from it, each with a similar red jewel on the end. It was gazing at her with closed eyes that she was certain had been open only moments ago.
A feeling of awe washed over Claire unconsciously. This was certainly no normal pokemon. She was at a loss for words, for once in her life, sitting here before this obviously incredibly rare pokemon.
"Chikorita!" Chikorita's cry bought her out of her momentary stupor, feeling something odd in her hand. A bundle of red crystals bound together. It was likely the object the being mentioned. Studying them curiously only for a moment, Claire quickly shove them in her purse in a fashion that would obviously be suspicious if anyone had been looking. A master of subtlety, she was not. Standing up and dusting her pants off and letting the Chikorita fall off her lap, she looked back to the pokemon floating in front of her. On a whim, she decided to scan it with her pokedex.
Pokédex Entry #480 – Uxie, the Knowledge Pokémon. A Legendary Pokémon. It was born from the same egg along with its kin, Mesprit and Azelf, and together they gave their gifts to the ancient humans. Known as the “Being of Knowledge”, legends speak of that with Uxie’s emergence it gifted humans with the gift of intelligence, allowing ancient humans to solve problems and improve their quality of life, leading to the technology and civilization we know today. It has full control of the memories of those who see its eyes, which it uses to make people forget they’ve ever met it.
For a moment, silence.
"EHHHHH!?!" Claire nearly jumped backwards, having to scan the Uxie in front of her a few more times just for confirmation. "Seriously!? A legendary!? uh, uh uhm-haha, well," Understandably a bit awestruck, Claire wasn't entirely sure what to do or say here except take a few seconds to calm herself down. "Aw, man." Claire rubbed the back of her neck nervously. "You've given me quite the task, haven't you, ya squinty-eyed nerd looking thing." She laughed. In the background, she noticed Meganium and Ralia running up with Ralia holding a small bouquet of flowers in her hands.
The small psychic type paused for a moment, taking note of the legendary. Oh dear, it seemed her trainer had indeed, gotten into something silly without her. Sensing the legendary pokemons uncertainty and desperation, Ralia continued to observe from a distance next to the Meganium for now.
"I gotta be honest here, Uxie," She began quietly. "Not sure why you'd pick a noob trainer like myself for this sort of thing...but I can't just turn a blind eye to someone that needs help, can I?" Reaching out, Claire would attempt to pat the legendary on the head if it would let her, but quickly retract the hand if it showed any signs of discomfort."So tell you what. I can't do it now, but once I get stronger, I can say with a certainty I'll give it my best shot."
In the background, Ralia was offering a bundle of flowers as an apology of sorts to the Meganium before glancing over to the Uxie.
Zeal, Chimchar Level 13 Status: 100% Held Item: Focus Band
7049P Antidote x1 Great Ball x6 Super Potion x2 Tiny Mushroom x 1
Important Items: Castle Medal
Badge Collection: Challenge Badge - Redcoast Town, Hector. Minor League.
Successfully having teleported some distance away, Ralia giggled brightly. Mischief managed, she waved energetically at the Meganium, not caring at all about the intended outcome or seeming sorry in the least little bit. The Ralts seemed entirely unconcerned with the glare, too, waltzing back close to the grass type. Ah, maybe she should apologize? She had her fun, no sense in remaining upset or otherwise letting the Meganium be angry.
Hm, it was a grass type right? It'd like flowers, right?
"Raaal!~" Cheerfully, Ralia ran off after the Meganium. She should probably make sure her trainer hadn't done anything extremely silly. She almost put herself back on Meganiums back, but she was almost certain that'd end badly, hehe! Instead, as she walked along behind the Meganium, she ended up picking a few flowers from the surrounding area.
Running through the forest, Claire's footsteps eventually carried her away from the thick spore filled forest and into what could only be described as a beautiful natural vista. Too focused on catching the Chikorita though, she wasn't paying too much attention to the environment if it wasn't inherently dangerous. She continued the chase, now that she didn't have any obstacles or pokemon to watch out for, she could gain some ground.
"Haha, now you've lost your home turf advantage!" Claire laughed, grinning confidently as she persistently continued around the rock. She was gaining ground, yes! Soon enough she'd have caught the little green leaf head! "Wahaha, now you're mine-Bwuh!?" Picking up for a final sprint on one more lap, her tackling dive unfortunately turned into a grass-eating face plant as she tripped over her own feet. Thankfully, being as supremely skilled as she was, she reached out her arms, scooping up the small pokemon as she tumbled to the ground and rolled once, ultimately coming to a sitting stop at the edge of the large mossy rock with the Chikorita held firmly in her lap.
"Oof-ahaha, got ya, ya little troublemaker!" Claire laughed as she caught her breath. Taking a moment to wind down after that run, Claire sat there, leaning against the rock, stretching. Huh, so there was a place like this in the middle of the forest. It was oddly tranquil, and not nearly as dangerous as the rest of the forest. Was this the deepest place? Huh, she almost wanted to kinda take a nap here.
"Whew, you ran me halfway through the forest, didn't ya little guy?" Claire laughed, petting the small grass type on the head. Hm, she wondered if she should catch the pokemon? Part of her wanted too, and he would be a good addition to her team, but...hm. She couldn't say she ever considered adding a pokemon like Chikorita to her team. Grass types weren't her forte and if she was to be perfectly honest, she had no idea how to use them effectively. They usually had a bunch of status effect moves to wear down the opponent, right?
As she considered things, she became keenly aware of something floating far too close to her head. Of course, like any normal person who had their personal space invaded, she turned to look at the colorful intruder.
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Either she was high on spores or those shrooms she picked up, or she seriously needed to be admitted to a crazy house.
It was an odd experience, not needing to breathe, suspended in an endless sea of white. She couldn't feel anything. Her arms, legs, or even the chikorita in her lap. It was like she had completely ejected herself from reality. Was this what they called 'Nirvana' or something? Doubtful. Hm. Maybe she was developing awesome psychic powers after growing up around a Medicham? Also doubtful, but it'd be great if true. She certainly wasn't unconscious. It was pretty difficult to knock a human out cold.
So obviously she was sleeping, yep. Exhausted from her run and feeling comfortable, she was now fast asleep...right?
Suddenly, an image formed in her head, nearly burning itself into her memory. It...was not something she wanted to see, really. A girl was suspended in a water tank, with long, beautiful blue hair in an unknown building and locked up tight behind some strong looking metal doors. She could see various instruments collecting some sort of data from the girl in question, but she couldn't make them out. She wasn't sure she would understand even if she could. More concerning still, were what could only be guards. Masked men with a number of pokeballs on their belts. She was beginning to think this in fact, was not a dream.
And then the question came.
"Woah woah woah, this is getting too real isn't it!?"
The question persisted. This was serious. So very serious from the looks of things - far beyond the skill level of one such as herself. Logically, this was just some sort of weird dream with no basis in reality. Even if this was somehow real, she was just a noob trainer with a single minor-league badge and the respect of the pokemon in the cave. Yet here she was, being asked to save someone? She should go to the police. Or perhaps the Elite four. That's what any reasonable person would do.
...it's a good thing she wasn't known to be that.
"Well, if you're asking for my help," She paused for a moment. "Obviously ya asked me for some reason, so lay it on me and I'll rescue the princess from the bad guys. Juuuuust don't blame me if I steal her from ya with my incredible good looks." She grinned impishly. Or would have been, if she was capable of it.
As Livia sipped her tea, she waited for Katherine to reply. Normally she'd be quick to throw in her two cents on a matter as soon as it happened, but she was being oddly quiet. Glancing over to her sister, she could tell something was amiss. She went from playing with her cat to holding her head in her hand like she had a migraine or some other sort of headache. Well, nothing too odd. Katherine had suffered from those things before, and it looked particularly painful. Before she could consider further though, Katherine finally spoke up. Truthfully, Livia would prefer doing things alone, without her sisters meddling, but she held little power over the fiend. She always ended up doing whatever she wanted too.
Focusing back on Maeda, Livia listened intently as the teacher instructed them on what needed to be done. A soul gem made into a dagger? Huh, well, of course. Obviously the metal contraption would need a power source of some sort. A soul gem was perfect for that. How would she of all people go around securing a decent soul to use, though? A chicken, cat, or dog would be easy enough to find. No one would miss one, but she wouldn't settle for second best. The materials needed seemed simple enough to retrieve as well, if she could just buy them from the store. The Hashish resin seemed to be the only snag. She'd have to deal with the orcs...hm, but perhaps that could be helpful?
Tracing a finger along the edge of her teacup as Maeda finished, Livia took a moment to consider her options. She couldn't get a read on Maeda. She was being awfully helpful and open, and likely had her own agenda she was working. For the life of her though, Livia couldn't discern what that was. So there were either two possibilities. One, Maeda was likely being completely honest about her intentions...which was unlikely considering everything. Or two, she was really good at hiding her intentions. Likely the latter. She didn't like it. Not being able to read people was dangerous.
Not like she had much of a choice in the matter in the end though, if she wanted access to those ruins.
"Well," Sighing and setting the teacup down, Livia finally replied. "Unfortunately, My sister has a tendency to do whatever she wants regardless of what others ask of her." She stood, picking up the dagger and inspecting it carefully. It certainly was something master Bezif would have used for certain rituals. She could use it without a problem, certainly. Alternatively, getting the supplies would be easier for her. "I shall see about getting an animal for this soul gem. Katherine, handle the supplies. If there shall be nothing else, Miss Maeda?" She finished, looking back over to the Arachne.
First 1 of the game, boyos! My luck can only get better from here...right?! *Nervous sweating*
-bottle of black ink -quill -small knife -set of Fine Clothes -signet ring -scroll of pedigree -The adorable kitten known as Crème. -Soul gem Dagger Money: 10gp
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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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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/jjKSxTj.png" /></div><br><br>Hello! Welcome to my little bio.<br><br>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).<br><br>Have some dancing medjed.<br><br><img src="https://i.redd.it/q95hk1tobbv11.gif" /></div>
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