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3 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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4 yrs ago
Migraines ew
4 yrs ago
Welp apparently discord servers are having some pretty bad Latency issues.
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5 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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5 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).

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Well, this was annoying. Bridget growled lightly, narrowing her eyes at the area they had arrived in. No obvious mistle, or bloodbeads. Or anything useful looking at all, really. At least they hadn't been jumped by any more Lost. Small blessings, she supposed. Shifting the weight of her sword, Bridget walked over to Kiosk. Looks like someone had tried for a while to rip it open, huh. She had half a mind to try herself but instead turned to her companions.

"...keh, maybe the mistle is behind here?" She grunted. "See anything useful or should we move on?"
Righto, throwing in my interest

Will starting thinking up some ideas.




Bridget merely laughed at Delmina's assertion. Well, the choco had some sass to her. Amusing, at least, but she didn't comment further. She didn't want to get caught arguing if a lost decided to jump them, but all things considered, her action had been the correct one. She had taken the brunt of most of the lost attacks, preventing them from jumping the other two while they handled the slime. Sass, but no intelligence.

Soon enough, they came to what seemed to be large hole in the wall with a makeshift living space inside it. Hm...was someone living here? It looked like it had recently been inhabited. That meant there might be hostile Revenants living here. She followed Delmina in, keeping her eyes open for any sign that the housings owner was still around.

"...beer, huh?" Bridget walked over, picking up a bottle and smiling slightly. "Ah...well, haven't had any in awhile, heh." One of the ears atop her head involuntarily twitched as Delmina said something about a map. Pocketing the alcohol, she stood and looked at the map the other revenant had found. It certainly seemed like it would help. The subway tunnel was extensive, considering this was a pre-collapse construction, she wasn't too surprised. The most important locations to note was the tear-drop shaped structure and the flower.

"Only one way to find out." Bridget harrumphed, snatching the map up. "Lets check the flower first. If it's a mistle we could use it. I'd rather not get into another fight without one." Unlike Delmina however, Bridget had no qualms with taking anything. Finders keepers, as they say and if they weren't here and didn't protect their own stuff, that was their owners problem.




Bridget watched impassively as they finally finished off the slime. Well, seemed like they could kill something even as weak as they were. The revenant exhaled, hefting her sword back over her shoulder as she cast a glance over to Delmina as she picked up what was laying on the ground and pilfered what supplies she could from a nearby storage closet. At least Delmina seemed to be able to keep her cool. She half expected the soft voiced one to screw up. A pleasant surprise, at least she supposed, that was even more baffling since apparently she somehow used her gifts to heal her.

"...keh," Bridget smirked lightly under her mask. "You're not as stupid as you look." She might have disagreed with it, but she wasn't crass enough not to acknowledge goodwill turned towards her. "Thanks, but don't expect me to do the same, choco." Bridget harrumphed, glancing over to Diamond. She wasn't going to stand around and wait for her to get her bearings. Didn't want to waste any time and give the idiots above any sort of excuse to detonate these bombs.

"If you two are done being dead weights, then get your asses moving." The smaller revenant moved towards the darkened hallway that lead deeper in. "I'm not waiting around."
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The heavy blade slammed into the Thralls. The rusted weapon cleaved into their midsections, slicing all but the last nearly in half. Bringing her blade back around, she cared not for the stinging pain of the creatures weapon as it dug into her flesh. Her blade had already been brought back around, and with a mighty upwards swing, she had sent the pathetic creature flying into the air, landing a few feet away before promptly dispersing into ash.

She watched Diamond rush towards the Slime with her pipe - picking up a weapon from one of the thralls in the process. Hm, well, she wasn't entirely stupid then. She did her work, taking care of most of the Thralls, so she didn't feel entirely inclined to help them finish off a single larger than normal Lost. Instead, she placed the end of her sword on the ground, leaning on it slightly as she observed the rest of the fight.

"Keh, you guys are slow aren't you?" She grunted. "I'm surprised you haven't turned into lost or died already yourselves."




The first Thrall was cut down within seconds, body stumbling backwards and futilely reaching for the ceiling. The second soon joined it, her heavy blade cleaving it nearly in two and sending it flying across the room, dispersing almost before it even hit the ground. Even as she felt their weapons cut into her flesh, she kept up the assault. A few flesh wounds wouldn't kill her, and pain was not something she entirely minded.

The Revenant grabbed the hilt of her blade with both hands, as she finished an upswing, putting all of her force into the next strike, she slammed the entire thing into the next thralls midsection. As soon as the swing finished, she rolled backwards to put some distance between her and the thrall swarm. Odd, her body felt lighter? Did one of those neanderthals do something? Well, at least they could make good decisions in the midst of combat.

"Keh, weak little playthings aren't you." She took a moment to catch her breath, though still maintaining her aggressive stance. As soon as they'd get close, she'd cleave all of them in one sweep of her blade.




Too simple. The lost playing dead were easily chopped beneath her blade, their death throes music to her ears. She was even mildly disappointed they made it so easy. Lost Thralls were nothing, if not predictable. Once you learned of their tricks, spotting the truly dead ones were easy. Things however, were not so easy for long. Bridget audibly growled as Diamond tossed a rock towards the vestige.

"What the hell are you-!"

She didn't have time to be angry at her current partner. As soon as the Grime Slime dropped from the ceiling, a loud hissing could be heard filling the darkness. Lost Thralls began rousing from their deceitful slumber, eager to find new revenants to contend with. Five that she could see, but there would undoubtedly be more coming. They needed to end this swiftly and quickly. Thralls weren't a threat individually, but if you got swarmed, then you weren't making it out alive.

"Grrraaah!" Stomping her foot on the ground, Bridget activated 'Rallying Howl' and locked eyes with one of the lost rising. She wasn't going to let these fools get the best of her. As soon as she was within range, she'd slam the edge of her corroded sword into the creature, following it up with a second strike immediately after before moving to the next nearest thrall, seemingly caring little for any sort of defense.




Bridget said nothing to the other two after her previous snarl. Focusing on the task at hand was more important that idle chatter. They could get all friendly with each other back in their little cells, if they wanted too. She didn't. They passed boxes and machines, all old and corroded by time and miasma however light it was, not even the corpse of the lost was of any consequence to Bridget. All it did was confirm that they infested this place like any other rodent.

When the tunnel finally opened up, the Revenant narrowed her eyes at the thorn of judgement, slowly scanning the area for anything useful. A single point of interest, a small spec of red light cutting through the darkness. A blood bead? She didn't think they gave off light, but if it was one she was taking it and running. Just one, small problem...

"Hrmph...they're probably not dead." She slowly walked over to the corpse of one of the Lost. "We should make sure of that. I don't want any surprise ambushes from behind." Bridget would meticulously begin to make sure each lost in the area was definitely dead, and not just waiting for a chance to surprise them.
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