@xodus Wouldn't people one year from graduating be in Rank A, though, already? @.@
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They say it's about the journey, not the destination. This is true of many things. Pizza delivery is not one of them.
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TFW you know what you want to happen but the words aren't cooperating. Why is plot suddenly so much harder to write?
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So ded. Cannot brain. Just one massive poorly coordinated and balance-lacking headache. But don't send help. I don't want to people either. X.x
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Glad to see I'm not the only follower of Lord Cato, god of wisdom, on this most auspicious Superb Owl Sunday.
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I am an adult, though I don't usually act like it. I'm a voracious reader, and not overly picky about books. I am artistic in a variety of areas, including music, drawing, writing, and sculpting. I have a minor obsession with dragons, and love the color violet. Fantasy is my preferred genre, be it past, future, urban...as long as it has a fantasy flavor to it. I also like scifi, mystery, and some horror. I am crazy, and I like tormenting my characters. But I don't bite...much. ^.~
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@xodus Wait so everyone is graduating early? O.o does this change the whole you-do-it-multiple times thing that we discussed before? What about the people that don't fight the Vile, do they rank up as well? @.@
What if the two Asylums are not near each other? And what stage, the very beginning of one? or later in it?
What if the two Asylums are not near each other? And what stage, the very beginning of one? or later in it?
Norman's shop
Amuné smiled at Cecil. "My daddy knows all sorts of things! He's very clever." The girl was very proud to be the child of her parents, and was about to add more when she thought better of it and instead went off on a tangent. "You shouldn't call him that though, Cecil, because he's not your daddy. My Daddy's name is Baldur. Do Machina have mommies and daddies too? Do they look like you? I look like my parents, except Mommy's face is rounder, and Daddy has white hair, like Ethan does, because he's Ydran like Ethan is." She didn't know that Ethan was actually Muran, because she wasn't yet very aware of the subtle differences in facial structure between the two races. Besides, /she/ was Ydran, and her face was rounder than most of them.
The girl thought about telling the woman that her map was no good, but decided against it. No reason causing trouble, right? But she stuck up for Ethan. "He's not handicapped, he just has trouble." Amuné watched Ethan pouring over the map, and giggled. "Hey, how come you can read it now, when you couldn't before? Were you just being silly? Or is it following the map that gives you trouble?" Either way, it seemed he knew more than it had initially appeared. She supposed maybe watching her and Cecil had helped, but it was good Ethan knew a bit more now.
"I just want to find out what happened to my parents," Amuné said softly, in answer to Ethan's question. She fell silent for a long while. "Ethan?" she asked at last. "Do...do you really think my mommy and daddy might be nearby? It's been so long and my home is far away, and...and I keep feeling like I need to be looking closer to home. Daddy was hurt, and...and if he was hurt bad, I don't think he'd be travelling this far. And...." The girl hesitated, biting her lip. "I think it was bad," she admitted finally, her voice wavering. "Mommy looked so upset...."
Amuné smiled at Cecil. "My daddy knows all sorts of things! He's very clever." The girl was very proud to be the child of her parents, and was about to add more when she thought better of it and instead went off on a tangent. "You shouldn't call him that though, Cecil, because he's not your daddy. My Daddy's name is Baldur. Do Machina have mommies and daddies too? Do they look like you? I look like my parents, except Mommy's face is rounder, and Daddy has white hair, like Ethan does, because he's Ydran like Ethan is." She didn't know that Ethan was actually Muran, because she wasn't yet very aware of the subtle differences in facial structure between the two races. Besides, /she/ was Ydran, and her face was rounder than most of them.
The girl thought about telling the woman that her map was no good, but decided against it. No reason causing trouble, right? But she stuck up for Ethan. "He's not handicapped, he just has trouble." Amuné watched Ethan pouring over the map, and giggled. "Hey, how come you can read it now, when you couldn't before? Were you just being silly? Or is it following the map that gives you trouble?" Either way, it seemed he knew more than it had initially appeared. She supposed maybe watching her and Cecil had helped, but it was good Ethan knew a bit more now.
"I just want to find out what happened to my parents," Amuné said softly, in answer to Ethan's question. She fell silent for a long while. "Ethan?" she asked at last. "Do...do you really think my mommy and daddy might be nearby? It's been so long and my home is far away, and...and I keep feeling like I need to be looking closer to home. Daddy was hurt, and...and if he was hurt bad, I don't think he'd be travelling this far. And...." The girl hesitated, biting her lip. "I think it was bad," she admitted finally, her voice wavering. "Mommy looked so upset...."
@Rtron Alchemists can teleport, so they don't really need a port, provided they can bring other people with them. Also airplanes and VTOLs.
@Xodus if Julie can destroy the entire island, clearly the Chrono area is not large enough. ^.^; Also, does the snapping of a team's bond send the other alchemist immediately into insanity? Because if so, it seems stupid to send one to kill the other when they go insane, 'cuz you'd still have a nut on your hands.
@Xodus if Julie can destroy the entire island, clearly the Chrono area is not large enough. ^.^; Also, does the snapping of a team's bond send the other alchemist immediately into insanity? Because if so, it seems stupid to send one to kill the other when they go insane, 'cuz you'd still have a nut on your hands.
Norman's Shop
Amuné didn't completely understand why Cecil was so reluctant to do what he needed, but she supposed maybe he was just really selfless. And then Nymira just added herself to their group without even asking. "Are all warrior princesses so bossy?" the girl asked, wrinkling her nose. She'd thought of princesses as more damsel-in-distress sorts, not the kind of people that'd be so...forceful. Then again, the Dimura was a fighter, and it kinda fit.
She returned Norman's smile with a small one of her own, not really sure why he thought she'd be offended. For a moment it looked like there would be another fight, but Nymira checked herself and explained her reasoning. "If you need help with directions, Ethan is useless," Amuné said, trying to lighten the tone. "He can't find his way anywhere. Um, but Cecil and I are pretty good."
And then Cecil was being all wishy-washy about getting seen to. "You should take it, Cecil. You'll save time in the long run, because you won't need more work later. And Daddy says that being selfish about things that are really important isn't so much being selfish as standing up for yourself."
Amuné didn't completely understand why Cecil was so reluctant to do what he needed, but she supposed maybe he was just really selfless. And then Nymira just added herself to their group without even asking. "Are all warrior princesses so bossy?" the girl asked, wrinkling her nose. She'd thought of princesses as more damsel-in-distress sorts, not the kind of people that'd be so...forceful. Then again, the Dimura was a fighter, and it kinda fit.
She returned Norman's smile with a small one of her own, not really sure why he thought she'd be offended. For a moment it looked like there would be another fight, but Nymira checked herself and explained her reasoning. "If you need help with directions, Ethan is useless," Amuné said, trying to lighten the tone. "He can't find his way anywhere. Um, but Cecil and I are pretty good."
And then Cecil was being all wishy-washy about getting seen to. "You should take it, Cecil. You'll save time in the long run, because you won't need more work later. And Daddy says that being selfish about things that are really important isn't so much being selfish as standing up for yourself."
@xodus *bounce*
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Norman's Shop
The child shook off most of the cloud that had dampened her mood when they reached the shop and the completion of their mission. But her jaw dropped at the exchange between Norman and Nymira. What kind of crazy hairbrained plan had that been? "So she got captured on purpose? And she just /let/ them take her and chain her and hurt her and beat her up like that?!" The words popped out before Amuné could think to censor them.
Norman proceeded to explain, and it seemed that was indeed the case. The girl frowned at his tale. It seemed like a foolish way to find help to her. You could set a test that didn't mean hurting yourself. But then again, the Dimura was very strong, and maybe she didn't mind getting roughed up a bit. Amuné had always heard that her kind were fierce and combative. "She doesn't look much like a princess to me," the girl said at last. "I thought they wore pretty clothes and glass shoes, and had lots of servants and lived in huge castles." But maybe that was just Muran princesses.
When Ethan came over to consult them, Amuné chewed at her lip. Cecil seemed distressed. "You should vote the way you think is best, Cecil, even if it does help you. And he threw it in maybe to convince us to help, as an added thing. Like when you barter for stuff at market." The girl looked down. Cecil should agree, because he needed what was being offered. Ethan was always willing to help people. That was two of three, before she even cast her vote. "Which way does she want to go?" Amuné asked finally, scratching Wyth's ear absently. "I mean, if she's going the same way, I don't see the harm. But I don't know how good we are at protecting." Likely the woman would be more use protecting them than the other way around.
The child shook off most of the cloud that had dampened her mood when they reached the shop and the completion of their mission. But her jaw dropped at the exchange between Norman and Nymira. What kind of crazy hairbrained plan had that been? "So she got captured on purpose? And she just /let/ them take her and chain her and hurt her and beat her up like that?!" The words popped out before Amuné could think to censor them.
Norman proceeded to explain, and it seemed that was indeed the case. The girl frowned at his tale. It seemed like a foolish way to find help to her. You could set a test that didn't mean hurting yourself. But then again, the Dimura was very strong, and maybe she didn't mind getting roughed up a bit. Amuné had always heard that her kind were fierce and combative. "She doesn't look much like a princess to me," the girl said at last. "I thought they wore pretty clothes and glass shoes, and had lots of servants and lived in huge castles." But maybe that was just Muran princesses.
When Ethan came over to consult them, Amuné chewed at her lip. Cecil seemed distressed. "You should vote the way you think is best, Cecil, even if it does help you. And he threw it in maybe to convince us to help, as an added thing. Like when you barter for stuff at market." The girl looked down. Cecil should agree, because he needed what was being offered. Ethan was always willing to help people. That was two of three, before she even cast her vote. "Which way does she want to go?" Amuné asked finally, scratching Wyth's ear absently. "I mean, if she's going the same way, I don't see the harm. But I don't know how good we are at protecting." Likely the woman would be more use protecting them than the other way around.
Galloway
Amuné really didn't know how to respond to the woman's comment about her name, so she just smiled shyly. The flash of electricity startled her and she jumped, one hand going to tangle in the fur at Wyth's neck, the other shielding her eyes. "Cecil? What was that?" she asked, surprised to see that now his arm was attached again. "How...how did you do that?" she asked, her voice impressed. "Was it..." She darted a glance at Nymira and didn't finish the thought.
Instead she looked at Cecil, and saw how down he seemed to be. She moved to take up a spot on his other side, nodding at Ethan's words. "You were brave, Cecil. I wish I was strong like you are, then nobody would hurt my friends." The other half of the thought, "or my family", went unspoken, but from her expression it was easy to tell she was thinking about them again.
The child tried to shake the thought, but it lingered all the way back to Norman's shop. Sensing her flagging spirits, Wyth stayed close, trying to reassure his girl with his furry presence. Amuné managed to perk up a little at the sight of the shop. This meant they had paid off what they owed, and even helped someone. That was a good thing.
Amuné really didn't know how to respond to the woman's comment about her name, so she just smiled shyly. The flash of electricity startled her and she jumped, one hand going to tangle in the fur at Wyth's neck, the other shielding her eyes. "Cecil? What was that?" she asked, surprised to see that now his arm was attached again. "How...how did you do that?" she asked, her voice impressed. "Was it..." She darted a glance at Nymira and didn't finish the thought.
Instead she looked at Cecil, and saw how down he seemed to be. She moved to take up a spot on his other side, nodding at Ethan's words. "You were brave, Cecil. I wish I was strong like you are, then nobody would hurt my friends." The other half of the thought, "or my family", went unspoken, but from her expression it was easy to tell she was thinking about them again.
The child tried to shake the thought, but it lingered all the way back to Norman's shop. Sensing her flagging spirits, Wyth stayed close, trying to reassure his girl with his furry presence. Amuné managed to perk up a little at the sight of the shop. This meant they had paid off what they owed, and even helped someone. That was a good thing.
@Ryver et Rhine We should really put that color key somewhere. Like maybe in the first post on the character page? Iunno.
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