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My Name is Shadow Daedalus, but I will accept pretty much any diminutive form you can come up with. I am active in the GMT Timezone, and I mention this to help coordinate posting times with others.

I like to RP things with fighting and grit, but chilled out RPs are good too. I'm a little out of practice, so my writing style falls anywhere between Low-Casual and High-Casual.

Wide range of tastes, like Sci-fi, Modern, Fantasy and Historical. This also includes a diverse range of Fandom content, especially Games and Anime.

I don't usually play more that three characters at a time, and I'm more comfortable as a male character, but I might try to expand more in the future, you'll have to wait and see...

Not very interesting, so feel free to ask me questions :D

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This seems interesting, I have an idea I can use for an OC as well
@Turboshitter And the Estrogen Brigade lives on! XD
Let me re-iterate, Turbo's CS has a higher priority than this one


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Interacting with: Taka, Assassin (Jack) @1Charak2


Nodding to himself, James turned around and slipped into the kitchen, pulling 4 mugs out of one of the overhead cabinets and laying them out on a small wooden serving tray. Unscrewing a jar of instant coffee from another cupboard, he used a tea spoon to scoop two spoons of coffee into three of the cups before placing them down to pull out a small saucepan and placing it on the side. Pulling out a carton of milk, he poured some into the saucepan before putting it on the hob on a low heat. Filling the kettle and putting it on to boil, he brushed his hands together as he turned back to the living room and returned to his position of leaning on the dividing wall.

"Milk and sugar in that coffee? Anyway, I would expected you would need at least a few things, because believe it or not I don't stockpile women's underwear..."

As he spoke, he hoped against hope that he had remembered to removed the last of Aoi's own underwear, lest he look like a fool. Even so, his old mentor's clothes wouldn't have been a good fit for his new ally anyway, considering they were tailored for someone of a more... robust figure.


Van Helsing was a little surprise when the little assassin girl suddenly spoke up, having been quiet most of the trip here. Ordinarily, he wouldn't have even flirted with the idea of giving away the answer to what she wanted to know, but the way she spoke gave off an almost homesick undertone. As he listened closely, he could hear the familiar accent of the lower class London estates, recognised from his time as a genius physician. Yet, this served to raise more questions. What could a little girl from late 19th century London have done to qualify as a Hero for the grail war? Pushing the thought aside, he decided to give the girl a little benefit of the doubt with a kind smile as he pulled the cloth from over his mouth.

"How about, little one, I tell you my name, and you tell me yours? Is that ok with you? My name is Abraham, I was a doctor."
@canaryrose I'm not going to be an asshole and pinch his/her spot though.

I'm going to put up a CS anyway, but only in case someone drops out
I'm guessing that this is full now?
@CadenGallic I'm still with you (just not right now, it's 1am and I'm supposed to be asleep xD)
@1Charak2 Can't blame you for that


Interactions: Ascended Templar @Ashevelendar


'A congregation of expendables, sent of a suicide mission.'

That was the first thought that came to mind as Kyras listened to the aging man's explanations. People the empire could sweep under the rug after it was said and done, regardless of the outcome. His expression became an icy mix of concern, anger and distrust behind his mask as he further explained what those outcomes would be. If they failed, they would all die from a spontaneous cardiovascular explosion, and if they succeeded... well any number of things could happen, the least worrying being a summary execution upon their return. Shrugging off the unusual sensation of the explosive compound within his veins with an icy look to the Templar responsible, he turned his face towards the other expendables before transitioning back the Ascended Templar.

"The allusion to a choice is insulting at best Markovic. This is not part of my contract and If I make it back alive I expect to be compensated accordingly. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a suicide mission to prepare for."

With that, he brushed passed the Templars standing guard as he swiftly made his exit, his legs carrying him quickly towards his quarters.
I'll have something up tonight
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