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6 yrs ago
Imagine using the status bar to post about your personal life, instead of using it to drop bad memes on people. Couldn't be me.
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7 yrs ago
Ya'll fuckers ain't even ready for the lore and depth behind my name - the intricate threads of nuance would destroy your puny, mortal minds. I like writing.
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7 yrs ago
Gonna dress as the whole Conservative Party. If that thing doesn't fucking count as "undead" at this point, I don't know what does.
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8 yrs ago
Somebody, please, kill me before I have to see the RPG Status Bar turn into an argument over Feminism. I don't think the Guild can handle anymore issues at present, let alone Feminism.
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9 yrs ago
Playing Alien Isolation for the first time. NOW I REMEMBER WHY I HATE HORROR GAMES!
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I have been writing up the CS for Jason as well as the faction sheet for SIGN.
@Prince of Seraphs is my faction fine?


I just realised we have to go to the character tab. The factions have been put there.
Hmm? They knew of her ability. That was definitely new, seeming as Kirigaoka didn't.
"Yes, it is. My ability is hydrogen manipulation." Rebecca replied, still clicking her fingers and producing little sparks of flame. A System Scan where they could accurately test her ability without thinking it was Aero Shooter. Maybe she would actually be classed as a Level 4 this time, since people measuring Aero Shooter don't seem to understand that someone who controls hydrogen CANT SHOOT AIR.
"And yes... My ability is something I refuse to dwell on. At least, not for a while." she said solemnly, only to stop that by clicking her fingers once more and producing an almighty flame. This System Scan would be different, and she would really be who she truly was inside a school full of punching bags.

Things were looking up.
@Prince of Seraphs I have not yet, but I can if you want. Also, anything about SOUL?
I have finally posted. Took a while, but this is the time remembering a quote from Shakespeare comes in handy xD
So I'm dead then... and there is no coming back... no chance in all hell... but then... how am I here? he thought, looking up to see the man holding his charred skull. Why? Why was he holding his skull... and better question... why the hell was he quoting Shakespeare? Seeing him plop the skull back down Josh rolled the dice again. Numberless. The skull, now laying atop the body of Josh himself disintegrated into dust and was blown away into the wind. Then he spoke.
"Yes... I guess I am dead," he spoke with determination and meaning, "But that won't stop me any more. Now my mortal coil has been shuffled off I am free to progress how I want, without worry; without fear." and it was true. Throwing the dice into the air it landed on what could only be described as an invisible table. Then it rolled. Numberless, once again. The fires, the smoke and the dust from around circulated around Josh, only to become a blade of gas and dust. Maybe things would be different. Then, he spoke once again.
"In my right hand the power of creation lies. There is the ability to make worlds and mold matter to my liking," he continued, now with added intensity in his voice, "And in my left the usurper of all. With this hand I bend and break everything around me, only to reform it later to my own design. With these two hands I will become an embodiment of everything I could not. In my hand I forge a blade. This blade is the combination of suffering, sadness and death. But here it is also equal parts joy, happiness and life. With this blade I carve the mortal world in twine and do away with all in my path. This is the path of the God I take, therefore this is the way the world shall be. No creature, living or dead can stand the power innate within being such as oneself, therefore I cast the spell that destroys the illusion we have created. Before we commence, we must first follow a writ of passage that condemns us on this path. Before we leave we destroy the chains that bind us; hold us to the ground and we will escape. "Not a whit, we defy augury. There is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it is now, tis not to come. If it is not to come, it be now. If it be not now, yet it will come; readiness is all." and with that he stepped forward, taking his dice and rolling once more. 1. Of course. The metal of the bus cracked and bent, the wind picked up and scattered the dust around. The burning intensified and the corpse turned to dust and scattered in the winds. The metal rusted and split, cracking into pieces only to then melt and evaporate. Gods don't bleed.
Plans for the future:
-Cut Lyra's hamstring so she walks with a limp for a few months.
-Steal the booty (See signature).
-Initiate romance with Iron.
-Throw Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton in a trash compactor.
-Initiate Hunger Games with a stick of gum.
-Drop kick James.


Woah woah woah wait... Why am I being drop kicked xD
I was thinking of maybe having Oly get ill again, and then have her parents not be able to get back to Brittania. It would be later on in the story so things have time to progress. Just wanted to see if there any objections to having a little something to spice things up further down the line :3
Oly awoke from the late night she had had the misfortune of acquiring. Being a military tactician was a hard job, especially when there are so many small tribes that are trying to take over parts of your damn kingdom. Propping herself up on her elbow, she gave a large yawn clearly showing her failure to sleep properly. Ushering the maids away, she moved to the bathroom, where she climbed into the shower and washed for a good hour and a half; completely ignoring the calls of the maids. After finally stepping out, she began to don the dress her parents specifically asked for her to wear. Her parents never really asked for anything other than help with the kingdom, so it was nice for her to do something they asked once in a while. Other than that Oly was almost left to her own devices. The maid brushed her hair into a beautiful braid for the special day she would meet her future husband. Not that she was excited in the least, since she had heard rumours he was a loud character that liked activities such as sport and enjoyed cars and bikes. Definitely not the kind of person Oly would choose to marry, but it was her parents request. Maybe if she found someone else she could change their minds. But until then it would have to wait.

"Oly come quickly. We must get to Aciras soon or we may miss something important." Marianne called, standing by the entrance of the tertiary home the family had been staying in for a few days.
"That and we would like for you to meet your future husband straight away." Claus added, looking up at his now grown up daughter who was now at the age to become a true ruler. If anything today might just turn out well, since it was said Aciras would have a great banquet. That was exciting, but Oly hoped there were no more exotic bugs she would have to deal with. One life threatening illness from that country was enough, let alone a fear of insects from it.
"Yes I'm coming. How long is the flight going to take?" OLy asked, stepping up to her father and hugging him, "We are fairly close to Aciras right? I can't take that long." Apparently it was going to be about an hour flight. If there were no delays maybe it would take less time, but there was no point dwelling on that point. Oly checked her bag to make sure she had her chess piece and her handkerchief.
"I wish you wouldn't carry that piece around. It makes you seem arrogant. That and there will be no time for playing chess when we arrive. her mother stated. Of course she was right, but it was always nice to have it with her in case she did get to play.

The family eventually made their way to the castle, climbing out of the car only a couple minutes late. Hearing the welcoming made Oly feel... Lost, to a point. She had been to other kingdoms, yes, but none were such big events. She really felt like she didn't belong, even if she did. She began to worry slightly. Yes she and her parents could essentially run the country from their tablet, but that really defeated the purpose. What if another nation that wasn't invited attacked? That was her greatest fear of all; her nation being destroyed. It was highly unlikely to happen, given Brittania's advanced military, but still... She really wasn't comfortable staying away from home for such an extended period of time. She would likely warm up to it eventually, but for now... For now she would just have to deal with it and hope that things don't go pear shaped.
The amount of magicians has really gone up. thats 6 now, right? I'm waiting on some approval for an ability I call Period End, so that should be another esper added to the list. I'm just waiting for @Suku to post so I can do my system scan.
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