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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:
Julene’s cabin
@Pyromania99



“Awfully convenient.” Julene replied with a dismissive grunt. “But no, not particularly. The folks here are friendly enough but, well…” Julene paused for a moment, pouring some water into some mugs as she’d turn back to the cooking meat and some water into a pot that she would add a few vegetables too. “I don’t do well talking to them.” She shrugged. “Can’t say I blame ‘em. I’m not the friendliest sort.”

There wasn’t any malice in Julene’s voice, at least, so it didn’t seem like she thought less of the people and she was speaking more as a matter of fact it seemed.

“Right about that though, can’t change the past. Would be nice though, considering what those idiots in the previous era did to the world, hmph.” She’d grumble, throwing a few more bits of wood onto the fire.

Forest of beasts


@Click This@Asuras@VitaVitaAR

The beast shrieked loudly, Luna’s ethereal chains breaking the instant Aleksiya’s spear of ice would rend its remaining flesh from its bone, ripping a hole straight through its shoulder. A horrid shriek followed as the beast brought its beak down, slamming into Giselle and knocking her clean across the clearing like a doll, but she had achieved her objective.

Down a wing and now limping slightly, the undead avian shrieked again as it attempted to flap its wings, failing to find any air as its lame one uselessly laid now at its side.

So it chose the only option it had left. It reared its head back a shrill cry as it inhaled…turned its beak towards Aleksiya and shrieked. Another stream of razor wind, more powerful this time ripped across the ground, shredding the ground and scraggly trees around it. It followed by frantically scrambling along the ground, what would have been a fearsome charge reduced to a pitiful looking, half crawl as it opened its maw and would attempt to slam its beak around the vampire.

Location:
Forest of Beasts
@crimson Paladin



The massive beast growled as blood obscured its vision. The vampries blade found its mark, slashing into the hide of the beast, turning aside one of its paws as he’d parry the blow. The second soon followed, the beasts momentum not allowing it to stop itself as the blade cut another long gash along its paw…but both were shallow, and barely any blood seeped from the wound. Its body twitched lightly in a mildly unnatural way.

Ultimately, the beast charged past Argus a few feet, giving the vampire a few brief moments to think about his next move as the creature would turn to face the vampire once more, snorting aggressively as it seemed unfazed by the injuries on its paws. But it remained docile only briefly as it would rear up on its hind legs once more.

Charlotte, the witch, seemed mostly entertained and was writing in her journal a mere few feet away from the fight.
Mella

@PKMNB0Y@Raineh Daze



"Fruits and seeds...I see." Simple enough request. She'll just take it out of Lord Reginald's dinner requests since this was his fault she was now saddled with quite a troublesome creature. As for actual care? Well, it'd probably be fine. She would buy a cage for it, she couldn't very well let it sit on her head all the time, especially when working. "Well, if you happen to have a cage - the most luxurious and expensive one you have on you I'm sure lord Reginald will be more than happy to pay top dollar for it. I can't very well work with this thing sitting on my head all day." Mella responded, flashing Reginald a look that clearly indicated that it was his fault.

"I suppose I will also have to add those to the shopping expenses when we finish our shopping. Which I very much would prefer to get back to then dallying about with an avian making a nest on my head."

@Raineh Daze@ERode@VitaVitaAR@HereComesTheSnow@PigeonOfAstora



It wasn't hard to tell that the witch had stopped being interested in the fight the moment her eyes drifted to the barrier. She was almost ready to thank her, but before she could things got...complicated, to say the least. A bag of flour, of all things, came and completely obscured the terrain. Whoever did that really didn't understand that if they couldn't see outside, she couldn't very well see inside the dust cloud either!

She was about 90% sure she could still aim but what a moron!

Bag of flour aside, the witch had already turned targets. From the barrier to Steffen. She wasn't sure what the witch was upset about. The death of that axe wielding man from earlier? She was already knocking an arrow, prepared to put her down the instant she loosed any sort of spell towards Steffen...but more unexpected events.

How tiring.

But the barrier shortly fell. Before even Fanilly had called her name, Cecil was already moving. She knocked the arrow, quickly pivoting on her feet towards the necromancer's direction. Thankfully a fellow knight was already making his way quietly over there.

"Vier! The hostage!" Verdant colored wind danced at the tips of her fingers as she'd draw the bowstring, the arrow wrapped in wind and fury. She could use a Burst arrow - it would certainly put the necromancer to rest...but a high chance of hurting the hostage too. So there was one solution here she could do if she wanted to ensure this was finished quickly and nicely.

"Divine spirit of wind," She exhaled, her pivoting motion finishing as the bowstring was pulled fully back. "hear my plea," Wind enveloped the entire arrow now, a solid form appearing on the arrow. "Peirce the heavens and clouds with divine fury! - Wind Piercer!"

The arrow was loosed, a blade of verdant wind hurtling towards the necromancer.

The man from Barukstaed
@Crimson Paladin



"Gahaha...I made...my decision." Alfrid responded to Flueri and Steffen with a strained breath. "Dying at the hands of the Roses...but if you'll hear me out, honorable friends." He held a hand to his quickly bleeding out wound. "There...is a witch. Uses lightning. Do not...drag her into this mess more than I have. She is here entirely...because of me." He sputtered, the strength in his body quickly leaving now as he'd rest against the stone wall. Before Flueri or Steffen could even affirm the request or not, the mans chest would slow in his breathing...until all that was left, was the sound of their own, and the echoes of combat and fighting from further in the tomb.
Location:
Airedale Keep, Meeting Room
@VitaVitaAR@Crimson Paladin@BrokenPromise@Pyromania99@Guy0fV4lor



“As Luna says, Fio. The mountains central to Albion are the home of the giants. Luna’s family has ties to the giants, so her judgment should be sound when dealing with them.” Sorcha replied to her court mage.

“As for myself, Luna, Fio.” Elnith smiled. “This armor was forged by them. They’re quite the generous people, if reclusive.” Her gaze turned to Fio a little, before smirking and seeming to stifle a laugh before shaking her head. “I’m sure they’ll welcome us with open arms.”

“The heart?” Sorcha continued, addressing Reinhardt’s concern. “...Hm, I did not think it terribly important myself. Such a cursed thing can only bring more curses, but…” A moment of silence as she pondered her knights question. “...If its a request, I can speak with the Harzel knights upon meeting them. Otherwise, it would have been theirs as per the agreement. Now then, Fio, Luna, Elnith.” She turned to the three of them. “You are dismissed. Feel free to leave soon as you are prepared. Luana…if you truly do have a desire to serve me, then join me in the throne room. Ethelred, Reinhardt, you have sometime to prepare, or join me as well if you wish.”

“Lugh and I will remain here to oversee Airedale.” Vyrell smiled, turning his head towards Sorcha as she left the room. “Ah, and my Lady, when you return we can discuss certain events where an important person was absent without telling anyone.”

“...A-ahem, yes, very well Vyrell.” Sorcha responded, swiftly leaving the room and heading out into the throne room, expecting Luana to follow.
I've been thoroughly bamboozled into joining and being the new hire.


I take full responsibility
Location
Maison d’Violette
10.00hrs.


@Click This@AzureKnight@VitaVitaAR

The older woman said nothing as Eliz made to retaliate. Blade drawn, she’d hold steady, not wavering as she would soon be in Eliz’s strike range. Myrilla simply smirked in response, her blade gleaming in the sunlight as she’d catch Eliz’s claws with it, a resounding sound of claw and scale raking against the metal of the sword.

“That’s a good attitude, demon,” She’d respond with a sharp coldness. “Lets see how arrogant you stay after I shatter your limbs like your fragile ego.” Eliz would hear it first. Gunfire as Myrilla’s other hand would draw the pistol at her side faster than the demon could register. The next thing she’d know, was pain. Right in her head, under her chin as a bullet plinked off her face. The blade was pulled from her claw, a swift motion followed as the blade went for Eliz’s neck.

Something told her it’d be dangerous if she let the blade connect



@Pyromania99

“Nyeheh, why am I cute? Cuz my mama made me~!” That was Lyssa’s response to katherine’s query of why she was the way that she was.The pink haired maid paid no heed to Katherine’s protesting, carrying her swiftly into the manor, making sure to have a firm grip on the Firbolg’s posterior as she’d run up the stairs towards the opposite wing. Past a few other maids, a very confused looking Rosanna before finally finding their way to the sitting room.

“We’re heeeeere!” Lyssa barreled into the room, cat still slung over her shoulder.

“...You could have chosen a more delicate way to enter.” Sitting on one of the luxurious looking couches was one Livia Fiore, teacup in hand, bringing it to her lips to sip from the beverage.

“Ahaha, pfft, that’d be boring though~” Lyssa walked over, and proceeded to grab Katherine by the waist, and sit her down on the opposite couch. “Well, my job’s done, ta-ta, i’m gonna go raid the kitchen for pancakes!”

“...lively, that one.” Livia curtly responded with a small smile. “Unlike you. Maid Katherine Lindall, was it?” Standing behind Lady Fiore was another maid. Long, violet colored hair, a small pin on her uniform of a nightshade flower. “Perhaps I should have Nynnette here personally correct your lack of manners on greeting your employer.” The maid, Nynette merely smiled demurely but said nothing.


Doink, here she iiis~
@VitaVitaAR

Welp, here we are, the totally expected outcome for me lol~
Edited a few things since the last time I used her, but overall it should mostly be the same general concept.

Hellos

Also interested in former enemy slot.
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