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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.

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Location:
Human Village
@Psyker Landshark@Asuras@VitaVitaAR



“A pleasure to meet the three of you.” Gilles responded with a small smile. “Wish we could have at a better time, but well…I guess no time is really a good time for introductions these days.” He’d sigh, rubbing his messy head of blond hair, a bit taken aback by Aleksiya’s formality and seeming disappearance of her frightened demeanor but he didn’t question it beyond a mildly puzzled glance.

“Usually, anywhere between ten to twenty.” He’d say, moving to help fasten some ropes to the boxes and anchor them in place alongside Dragan. “All we can really say is that they routinely come from the forest. We’ve sent a few people to scout and see if we couldn’t find anything but the ones that returned said some…well…” He’d frown. “I don’t know if I believe it, but apparently there’s some half dead beast that has something to do with it.” He’d finish tying a knot into the ropes, giving it a firm tug to test its capabilities. “That’s to say nothing from the undead that crawl out of the river nearby. Those only showed up recently. No idea where they come from or what they’re doing.”

Some of the children had taken notice of Luna. Despite the danger of the situation and their somewhat dirty appearance they were curiously gazing at the woman in front of them. A number of men and women too couldn’t help but to turn their heads towards her, even as a few would usher the children downstairs into the basement.

“Personally? Only once, and that was far too many times.” Gilles responded to Luna’s question. “If it hadn’t been for Julene’s quick thinking I’d not be among the living right now.” he’d rub the back of his neck. “As a whole? Too many. It happens too regularly to keep count, really.”

Location:
Forest of Beasts
@Click This



The gorebat gave an impertinent sounding chitter as she was flicked, none too impressed.

It was a sound strategy. Trick them into thinking that they were being attacked from the front, by the houses. Giselle’s bullets easily found their mark on the unsuspecting creatures. Two found their way into the torso of a humanoid that screeched, flailing its arms and leaping into the air as blood poured from its wounds, flapping its pitiful wings and gliding to a nearby tree. Another found its mark in the skull of a hound like creature, knocking it to the side while the fourth shot would eviscerate the chest cavity of another humanoid beast, sending it to the ground. The last two managed to tear into the flesh of another, silencing it entirely by almost taking its head completely off.

If these creatures had normal human senses at least.

One of the ones on all fours raised its muzzle to the air, a sickening howl sounding halfway between a painful screech a beastly roar rang out as it’d turn in Giselle’s direction. Leaping on all fours, it’d charge at her with powerful muscles, aiming to tackle and rip and tear her to shreds. The others she attacked had been stunned from the surprise assault, but the others had quickly taken note of the commotion and were quickly converging on her.

Somewhat preemptively, the Gorebat atop Giselles head would flap its wings, screeching at the beasts. The little bat would climb down Giselle’s head giving her a little bite on the neck. Instead of being painful, though, Giselle would feel a sudden rush of energy as the Gorebat shared what blood it had with her.

Location:
Human Village, River
@Pyromania99



“Damn it woman, you’ll only get in the way!” The woman hissed. The second rock Akyasha lobbed hit one square in the chest this time, breaking clean through its ribs but not knocking it out. Several undead had now crawled out of the river, shambling towards the village - at least fifteen of the things, slowly making their way towards the village. “I don’t see anything useful on you except them arms, and unless you intend to punch these things to death, get lost!”

The woman still didn’t bother telling Akyasha her name, now wasn’t really the time for introductions as the undead were mere feet from them. She’d load another bolt into the crossbow, just in time for her to somewhat clumsily block a strike from one with the ranged weapon. With her free hand, she’d bring her heavy blade downwards onto the creature, cracking its skull and sending it stumbling backwards but not killing it yet.

Instead of engaging more directly, though, Julene would lob another bolt towards some undead towards the back of the river, running away from Akyasha and the river.

“Oi you wet mop-heads! Over here if you want a taste of me!” She’d shout, taunting the undead however ineffectually as she’d run over towards an abandoned looking house near the rivers edge, not paying akyasha another thought.

Location:
Pirates End
@crimson Paladin



Completely and utterly ignoring Argus’ request, Cynthia slammed her spear into ones skull, impaling it on her weapon and immediately grabbing its ribs with her free hand. An elegant spin later, and she’d slam it into a second skeleton, shattering the first ones bones in multiple places and sending the second rolling to the ground. Not wasting any time, Cynthia completely crushed its skull beneath her heel…just in time to see Argus trying to parlay with his crew.

Cynthia let out a small huff.

The skeletal crewmate he had tried to command approached with a groan. Its body held together by little more than magic and seaweed. For a few moments, it stood, as if it was about to comply with the request as it’d raise the rusty sword, and simply proceed to clumsily lunge at Argus, his attempt at controlling them completely ineffective.

Before the sword could reach him, it was promptly sliced off by Cynthia.

“Captain Fellborn.” She’d state sternly. “Your desire to save your crew is admirable, but they have a new captain. In your current state, well…you wouldn’t be able to win a simple game of Liars Dice against it.”
Location:
Cogsfell
12.000 hours


@Pyromania99

“Ahaha, Net!” Leoniya laughed, releasing Katherine from the hug. “You rest! The other three of you miss Chef, Senya, and Kinswoman, head back to the defensive line the local police have made and go support them. We’ll handle this from here.” A brief salute and the other two maids in training would wander off in the direction of the defensive line from the police. No doubt they could still use some extra support in fending off the remaining demon assaults.

“Bozhe…whoever opened fire while still dropping is going to get a stern pummeling from Myrilla.” The rat lady would sigh, walking over to her tank and hoping up onto its treads, inspecting the damage. “That was a nasty little demon. Corrosive breath or such…really did a number on the plating.” She’d lean the wrench over the side of the contraption.

“For now Katherine, you rest and watch the perimeter while I fix up this guy I doubt we’ll be finding any more demons here. From above what I can tell most demons have either been dealt with or fled into the surrounding countryside for now, or converging on that old theater…”



@Click This@AzureKnight

The girl gripped the sweet macaron gently, thoughts he couldn’t bring herself to eat it. All she could do was simply hold tight to Polina and let the maid carry her as she wished. She was too tired and exhausted to do anything else. When she felt her position shifting, she didn’t compromise or try resisting. She’d do whatever it was Polina told her too, and just cling tightly for her life.

So inside she’d run.

The inside of the theater, what was left of it was a mess. Immediately upon walking in, she’d barely have time to react as the corpse of a demon was flung right by her, grazing just by her head and splattering against a nearby wall before collapsing into a puddle of black goo. Inside, she could hear bright, cheerful laughter.

“Ahaha, man you guys are sooo weak!” There was a series of loud booms, thuds and clangs as whoever was fighting shouted. “Weak weak weak! You embarrassing excuses of demons aren’t even worth being used as doormats!”

The inside of the theater where they were fighting, was an old, now collapsed theater stage. All the seats had been smashed to bits almost, with the ceiling having collapsed inside letting rays of sunlight in.The stage curtains had long since fallen and were now swarming with demons, and Single pink haired maid surrounded by them. Her arms were covered in large, hefty looking mechanical gauntlets replete cogs, gears, pipes of steam moving and clanging away as the massive contraption made her hands appear at least thrice their size.

One of those large ape like demons bellowed, running towards her. She’d merely laugh sadistically, leaping over it and grabbing the rim of its neckhole with her hands. Landing on top of it, she’d grab the other side…and pull. The beast screeched and yelled as she’d just…rip it entirely in half, flinging one other side of it into a swarm of demons as she’d discard the other one next to her feet, spewing its lava blood all over the stage floor and creating a hazard zone of lava between herself and another of the demons.

“Just die already, you pieces worthless excrement!” It was now, that she’d just notice Polina at the other end of the theater. She’d blink, tilt her head to the side a bit. “Oh hiiii, you must be here to save me! Ehehe, you didn’t…hear anything odd did you?~” She’d question, smiling innocently as she’d plant the palm of one of her gauntlets into the face of another demon and proceed to pummel it into the ground.
Location:
Nids End
@Pyromania99



“Mhm, I did.” Sarah replied with a small smile. “She’s fairly tall, eyes that could remind one of a clear blue sky. She’s rather irritable, though, and tends to speak with her blade more than her voice.” Sarah would heft her shield, staking it into the ground next to her and leaning on it. The elf passed her a mug with a grin.

“Hmm, thank you for the offer but it’d be ill form to ask the ruler of a human kingdom for aid in a completely unrelated matter.” She’d take a long swig of the drink. “I’d tell you more, but this is something I really must do myself. That and I promised her I wouldn’t actually look for her and focus on my own duties, but well…let's just say I have a message for her I need to urgently deliver when I find her.” Sarah turned to look at Sucaria.

“We simply sailed around this land until we landed here, really. Thought it’d be a good place to avoid any humans, though it seems we’ve been discovered anyway.” She’d chuckle, eyes drawn to Luna’s sword.

“So, Lunalel was it?” She’d flash a smile. “Care for a little duel?”

Location:
Hjrelskins Fall
@Crimson Paladin



“Ah! Its a ice man!”

“What’s an ice man doing here?”

“Ice man, Ice man, we’ll play with ice man instead-”

Elnith was in immediate agreement, charging in not far behind Ethelred. Blood red blade gleaming in the shady wood as she’d bring it down upon one of the creatures head. It’d nimbly disappear, almost as though it hadn’t been there to begin with and ended up a few feet away before leaping towards Elnith with its large hands.

“Hey you look like you’re in pain. I can make you feel-ghhhk”

“Nope!” Lugh leaping into the air, spinning once and slamming the spear down right on top of the Unseelie, smashing into the ground.

Ethelred’s lance would skewer one of the nearest ones easily, not having been able to react to the sudden, swift assault.

“Wah, hey, are they playing with us instead?”

“Aw, boring boring ow ow, it hurts!” The one that had been slammed into the ground said.

“Hey hey, what are they doing here anyways?”

“Who cares, run run~! A simple game of taggy?”

“Catch us if you can ice man~!”

And the small group would all proceed to run off after two of them had summarily been dealt with. Cowards that they were. The man would shakily get to his feet, holding his head slightly.

“Urgh…thank the spirits for your timely intervention…” He was covered in a number of bruises and looked like he might have a few broken bones, but otherwise seemed fine. “Are you…travelers?”

“Well…they fled rather easily…” Elnith frowned lightly.

Location:
—-------- -> Airedale Prison
@VitaVitaAR



At being told that She’d be seeing her again, Ithica smiled sleepily, her ears perking up happily.

“Please…don’t keep me waiting.” Were the final words of the goddess as Fio stepped back through the Arch. She’d be gone in seconds, so she wouldn’t see the Goddess’ smile fade, the realm itself slowly fading, too. The stars above darkening, slowly fading and twinkling out of existence.

Only a cracked, blackened sky, a white floor and a broken castle, far, far, in the distance.

She’d lay on the ground, ears drooping as a small puddle of water formed in front of her. She’d trace a thin, pale finger across its surface.




Fio would find herself waking back up in the tub she had fallen asleep in. Soaked from head to toe in water, warding sigils completely faded and burned. Noticeably, she was extremely tired herself, her throat parched, and it was hard to tell exactly how long she had been out. Long enough for someone to be knocking on the door shouting something and asking if she was okay.

“And here I thought Fomorians had a bad definition of consent but you witches always surprise me.” The voice of Cethlann would greet her ears. Though she was still bound, blindfolded, and immobile otherwise, she had somehow managed to…somehow…remove the gag. Or at least tear it somehow. It looked like it had been ripped by something. “Hey, get me food. I’m starving or are you gonna just starve me to death?”
Location:
Human Village
@Psyker Landshark@Asuras@VitaVitaAR



“I…wouldn’t recommend it.” The man replied dourly. “Julene might carry around that blade but she’s still no match for the beastmen…” he frowned, shaking his head. “Alright, follow me.” He’d glance a little worriedly towards Giselle but wouldn’t press the issue as he’d lead Dragan, Luna, and Aleksiya back towards his home.

Perhaps, thankfully to the vampire's sensibilities it was one of the well kept war era buildings that had maintained a good bit of its structure, even with the rough repairs made to it. A number of other people had also decided to use it as a shelter but upon entering he’d immediately move to barricade the door and any remaining windows that hadn’t been yet. A number of other people would help, pushing heavy metal boxes into place near the doors and tying them securely to the wall near the door. While the windows were covered with metal grates.

A number of other residents seemed startled at the sight of the three newcomers, but their pale faces didn’t linger on them. They seemed human enough, so they had other worries to think about right now.

“Alright…” The man sighed, turning to the newcomers. “Guess I should introduce myself properly, eh? Giles Fillaine At your service.” A man with short blond hair, a somewhat dirty vest but clearly he at least tried to make himself look presentable. “I suppose you could call me a bit of the leader here.” He’d turn to one of the people, ask briefly about how much food they had in the cellar before turning towards the Vampires. “Normally the beastmen will go away after awhile if they can’t find any food.”

Location:
Forest of Beasts
@Click This



The Gorebat chittered, still lightly pulling on Giselle’s head like it was pulling on a horse's bridle. She’d pass by a few ruined houses with people clamoring inside at the sounds of the bells, shutting the entrances tightly behind them and what could only be described as the sound of people frantically trying to cover and bar the doors.

As she’d come to the treeline, curiously she’d notice the last ‘row’ of houses or so were completely unoccupied, but she could smell what was clearly something burned coming from within. In fact, a number of the unoccupied houses seemed charred and like they had gone through a terrible fire. A number of barrels were seemingly strategically placed near the doorways or in exposed areas in the houses.

More interestingly though, was the beastmen in question. Unlike the sickly creatures of Alavaris, these weren’t little more than shambling corpses. In the darkness she could see them approaching the village, some moving at a more relaxed, languid pace. Others, seemingly eager to have potential prey.

Their appearance would immediately stand out to Giselle. They, for the most part looked some manner of human. Some had grown horns, elongated hands and claws. Some had grown leathery, wing like flaps on their arms and leathery skin. Some were crawling around on all fours, mouths contorted into a muzzle with antlers growing from atop their heads - were these the same creatures that had been slain near the pillar?

Regardless, from what Giselle could tell there were at least a pack of twenty of these creatures…and it was increasingly clear, these weren’t simple, mindless beastmen. Well, they were, but Giselle would know almost immediately from both their sight, and her experience with her vampiric brethren.

These beasts were the result of vampiric magic twisting humans into beasts and beasts into more human like forms. A bit like when a vampire skilled in summoning took aspects of various animals in order to fight…which meant, there was a good chance something vampire related laid in the forest.

The creatures hadn’t seen her yet, so she could retreat or get the drop on the animals.

Location:
Human Village, River
@Pyromania99



Before Akyasha could even approach, the woman had already unsheathed her blade and had almost taken off the vampires head in a swift, deadly strike.

“...Woman. I don’t know you. You’re not from the village.” The woman didn’t lower her blade as Akyasha explained both herself and the undead that were crawling out of the river. “You don’t think I don’t know about them? Why do you think I’m standing here? Because I like long walks by a corpse covered river?” She’d grumble, the rock Akyasha picked up sailing through the air, hitting one of the waterlogged undead square in the head, knocking it clean off.

“Damn it they’re-” It was about this time the villages bells were rung. Several melodic, but quick rings. Only a few. Enough to alert the people in the village and hopefully no one else. “The beastmen too!? Guh, well fine. Woman, I don’t know who you are but you best leave! I’ll deal with you after!”

She’d pull a mechanical contraption from her dress. A crossbow! With some sort of…sphere tied to the end of the bolt. She’d pull the trigger, the bolt, sailing through the air and slamming into one of the undead…and immediately exploding in what Akyasha could only figure was some sort of holy, explosive fury that put her on edge. Whatever caused that to explode would be dangerous for even the vampires.

“Don’t just stand there redhead, move outta the way!” She’d load another bolt into the weapon. “Or if you want to make yourself useful, there’s barrels filled with oil placed near the treeline in the abandoned houses! The beastmen loathe fire! I can handle these shambling corpses!”

Location:
Pirates End
@crimson Paladin



“Truthfully, we do not know.” The maid replied as Argus downed the blood. It tasted…odd. It was filling and certainly would return strength to him, but normally human blood would taste slightly sweet and a bit warm to a vampire and somewhat pungent. This maids though…cold, and slightly tangy. “But we do not care to find out, thus discretion is desired in this matter. It would not do to come into conflict with the Vampires, especially if one thinks this blade could be used to harm Ichor, for that is not our intent with it.”

The Maid gripped seemingly thin air, a spear of excellent quality popping into existence with a twirl. After giving it an experimental swing, she turned her head back towards Argus.

“For the duration of our relationship,” She’d say, nodding. “Cynthia. That is my name. Now, let us get to business Captain Fellborn.”

The path out of the creaking ship was simple enough. A small ledge that had gone mostly unnoticed on the right side of the ship. Cynthia led Argus down the winding, twisting, rocky path, the baleful wind and seawater battering the shore. It was a wonder with such a furious ocean roiling beneath them the graveyard of ships below had yet to sink. Yet, when they reached the bottom of the cliff Cynthia walked onto the rotten, waterlogged pieces of wood without a care.

“We’ll have to traverse this graveyard,” Cynthia began. “Not for long, mind you, and don’t wander off. The things that live further out into the ocean are beyond our current capabilities.” It was the tail end of her words, Argus could feel it. There was something here familiar to him, but he couldn’t quite place it. Out there, far in the ocean. Something would be calling to him.

“And captain? Stay Alert. Your old crew has taken care of itself while you’ve slept. It seems they’ve come to greet us.” Climbing out of the sea, onto the rotten planks of wood were skeletal remains, infested with seaweeds, debris and refuse from the wrecks around them, brandishing worn swords, axes, and even a few useless waterlogged pistols.

Cynthia was quick into combat, running towards the first of the skeletal creatures.
@VitaVitaAR

thanks for the help, hopefully the backstory and everything is good now~

@Pyromania99

“I’ve had worse, thanks to you.” Yuisa replied with a grunt, pulling her hand away from Vammy. “I’ll be fine as long as whatever this poison is doesn’t start doing anything…weird.” The rest of the place had fallen quiet, but Vammy could still tell…little demonic things running about below. The vines, whatever they were, were part of whatever demonic infection had taken over this place.

Heading up the stairs, the pair would soon find themselves at the top of what was some sort of lookout tower. It had a full three hundred sixty degree view over the singular piece of island land they found themselves on. In the room itself, was a skeletal human corpse holding a key, and a faded, old journal. Much of the text was illegible but there was some that she could read.



Well, it was nothing else important here save for the key. A bronze construct with lines chiseled on one side of it, though what it was for was up in the air.





@Guy0fV4lor



The voices fell silent for a few long, tense seconds.

Followed by a pleading request

“Sister no!”

There was the sound of someone running, and Finnegan would have only a few seconds before a sharp blade of water snapped the spear he was using right in half. He’d have only a few seconds to process the sight of two valtem.

One looked much like what Finnegan had expected they would. Bipedal, black scales covering her body and brandishing a sword and shield and wearing rudimentary armor.

The second was surlier, and lacking any clothes but a harpoon gripped tightly in her hands.

“Kill us? You? You couldn’t kill a youngling if you tried.” The scale covered one replied with a hiss. “This is no place for you dry skin. leave. Now. The only reason you still stand is because my sister begged me not to.”

Soyala was nowhere to be seen. Seems she had stealthily made a move somewhere else.

“...Sella. Why do you always resort to violence. Maybe-” The spear wielding one said.

“And what? Give them the opportunity to hurt us again? Sister, stop with your nonsense. Valtem and land dwellers can not get along.” The Valtems blade was drenched in water. Finn could see it slowly rotating across the blades edge.





@Click This



The mark itself was difficult for the Raam to decipher. It seemed to be old Krysan writing, but it didn’t seem to mean anything she could discern immediately. Continuing on, though, she’d eventually see more of these markings carved into the trees. Soon enough though, she could hear telltale words of someone speaking - a small group of Krysa sitting around a small fire.

“We’ve been in this forest for days now.”

“Only a matter of time until we find her. We’re narrowing down the area - just keep markin the trees that are the wrong path.”

“Hmph, if only she cooperated, we could have been back home by now.”

“We should just burn this whole damn forest down.”

“I don’t imagine that’d help…”

Well, that was somewhat useful…but maybe she could get more information out of these rats?





@crimson Paladin



The fox wasn’t hard to locate, having taken up a position on a nearby tall dresser, chewing on some animal bones the yaga apparently was keeping up there for some reason. She was trying to jump and reach the fox, but she was dreadfully too short to be reaching up there without assistance.

Once Novak approached, Ayumi would hop off, land on the girls head earning a small squeal from her, before hopping onto a nearby table and yipping from the other end away from the two.

“They wouldn’t be the first to look for me.” The Yaga replied irritably, rubbing the top of her head. “They haven’t found me yet, and if they do, then they’ll get whats coming to them. They can’t compel me to do anything. If they try well…” She folded her arms across her chest. “I can still use magic for self defense. If that’s why you’re here, you’re wasting your time.”


@Raineh Daze



"Pfft, ahah." Well, she shouldn't laugh but she was just so cute! She could tease the elf, but on the other hand, that might make her die from embarrassment, and that would be something she would reserve for if they were alone. "And here I was thinking you'd be taking the lead from how confident you were." She'd start with, taking Lilia's hand and placing it on her own shoulder. "Don't worry, just try and follow my lead, yea?"

She hadn't danced formally at a ball in a long time, but it should be fine.

"So, Lilia. You seemed awfully eager to dance with me."

@Crimson Paladin@Psyker Landshark



Felix's smile grew more and more strained the more Renar spoke. He clutched the glass in his hand hard enough to turn his knuckles white. If he had been alone, not here in public, he probably would have just snapped already and drew his sword. This upstart little halfwit, thinking the Iron Roses were even half as good as the Crown knights! Infurating, and his sheer arrogance! He would have rebuffed him further, had he not been interrupted by someone he really was hoping hadn't overheard all of this.

"Ah, Sir Adeforth." Felix greeted him with a salute. "This man was dishonoring our order and I merely thought it was appropriate to reprimand him." He could have left this here. Now that Adeforth was present he shouldn't really run his mouth. But at the same time, now that he was here...perhaps he could take advantage of this. "However, if you are here and you would allow it. Brother. You and me. Duel. Now."
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