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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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~ The Broken Lover ~


Thalia forced the flames outwards from herself with as much force as she could muster, leaving a bubble of safety around her and Penny where the flames couldn't enter. A feeling of panic infiltrated her system, feeding its way through her body like tendrils of dread and fear.

Her fears were answered as the giant ball of scrap that had encased Elroy rolled over to her location, and sculpted itself around the two. Despite any resistance, the Kitsune could do nothing to stop it. She was helpless. The fear inside her built to fever pitch, but it subsided for just a second as she realised that Penny was still in need of care.

Quickly, she scampered over to her injured friend, and hugged her close. The panic returned as she felt the blood, still warm, that dribbled freely from her wounds. She couldn't die... this... this wasn't fair..! Everything about the situation was wrong. It wasn't right! The darkness of the prison they found themselves in twisted and molded around the girl, and she could do naught but back away to the edges of the sphere, slide down into a sitting position, and grip her knees tightly to her chest, face buried in deep as to not look at anything. She was so... powerless...

~


Falling. It was just like that. She was falling. But not merely falling, say from a great height. No, she was falling into something. Something that shaped and pulsed and coalesced only to part in an undulating mass. It was alive, it was real. It was thick, black, and smothering. She wasn't falling down, she was falling into. A syrupy darkness, that swallowed her open armed, embraced her entirely leaving no room to struggle. Fear, and pain, and anger, and anxiety. They all melted away. This was a calm place. You could enter, let yourself be choked by the rippling, all consuming mass of darkness, and let emotion wash away into tranquility for even just a short while.

~


But light penetrated the blackness, if only a tiny amount. Thalia looked up, hesitantly. Two girls stood there, outside the scrap metal ball which had since been dismantled. She didn't... recognise them. Who... were they..? Should she have known them? They seemed to look upon her with some kind of recognition. All sounds resonated like a dull hum within her head; she couldn't hear what they were saying.

Her eyes instead flicked back over to Penny. The moment she looked upon her, emotion returned. That peace, that tranquility. It shattered into a million pieces in a fraction of a second, replaced by the panic and the fear and the anger she had been rid of just moments ago. In the instant she recognised the girls, if wrongly.

They were here to hurt Penny, just like that Monster before them. They were threats through and through. Thalia couldn't... Thalia wouldn't let anybody hurt her friend again. The emotions that flooded back built and built, constructing themselves haphazardly into a framework of reason.

~


But in the instant it was made it collapsed under its own weight. It fell, crumbling, and was swallowed, by a pitch black void of pulsating nothing. Those emotions that so controlled her melted away into a peaceful tranquility that absorbed the girls being.

~


Thalia's eyes lit up in fury and fear as she looked between Penny, Alicia and Suwako. Inside she felt nothing. Nothing but calm. That was her coping mechanism. Long ago, she had lost control. She had done so multiple times, trying to come to terms with her sudden and abrupt transformation at the hands of her curious, and childish, God.

She would panic at the new and uncomfortable experience. Her body was different, she had new parts to her. Ears, a tail. She could hear creatures of all kinds and understand them, and she could light fires with a single thought. How was she to deal with it? So instead, she would break down and lose control.

Thalia didn't want to hurt people. More so, she... didn't want to hurt her friends, and the people she cared about back when she was human. Nobody would get hurt... if Thalia Alvoy just vanished. So, she excommunicated herself from her old life, and spent her days doing whatever she felt like. A true freedom.

A brilliant blue flame enveloped the girls tail, and sparked from her ears. It lit up into an inferno that encircled her entire body, and crawled out to the scrap metal she found herself curled upon.

The fur of her body blackened, as if it were being burnt, and the flames licked at the ground, encroaching outwards. But, abruptly, they stopped, leaving the Kitsune alone, panting, but smiling.

With a roar, the flames started again. Her voice resonated far around the surroundings, reaching all nearby, and the blue inferno exploded around her, reaching out well beyond Alicia and Suwako. The fire engulfed her, swirling into a hurricane of heat to conceal her transformation.

It lasted for less than 10 seconds before subsiding. But what was left wasn't Thalia any longer. Instead, stood in its place, was what appeared to be a wolf, midnight black, decorated in blue fire, with nine black tails sprouted from its behind. Its eyes were a cruel, brilliant navy blue, and it growled viciously at the girls nearby, before letting out a ferocious cry, signifying the completion of Thalia's Monstrous Metamorphosis.

Well since now I can't do my original plan, I guess I'll do my backup plan. I'll have a post up sometime today.
I dids it ^^


~ Sickening Realisation ~
21 Units Remaining


Olympia crouched behind the crumbling castle wall and quickly stuffed her slingshot back into it. Waiting for the sound of the explosion, she gathered up some pieces of rubble and stashed them away too, as future ammo for her Elemental Arrows.

All she hoped for was that the Mages would be distracted deflecting the projectile, or maybe even it would disperse some of them and catch Ayondale off balance. It was a longshot... the man was ten times - nay, a hundred times - the Mage that Oly was... it'd be a miracle to even make him break a sweat, or blink.

She glanced over to Daedalus, Berserker, and Rider, as they begun their assault on her former Professor. They were powerful, much more powerful than she had ever imagined. It was a wonder to no one that they were worthy of the title Heroic Spirit. Caster was probably pretty confused as to why all the Servants had been summoned at once... she'd just have to explain later; there wasn't any time at the present.

From the tree line, she saw the burst of light, felt the wave of heat, and heard the detonation of her Firestorm Arrow, and peaked over the ridge to survey the aftermath. If she had gotten it right, some of their forces should have been scattered, at the very least.

What she laid her eyes upon, instead, made her sick to her stomach. A small crater sat where the piece of rubble had landed. The area around it was scorched, and the heat had begun to crisp some of the leaves on nearby trees. Her gaze scanned flicked across Ayondale's smiling face, but quickly flicked back to what she had first and only zeroed in on.

The charred, bloodied corpses of the two Magi she had killed, missing limbs, and lifeless. The moment she saw them her body froze, stuck in a paralytic mix of fear and shock intertwined like a cocktail. Her heart stopped, and she fell backwards onto her knees, wide eyed, mouth agape, trembling and utterly, deathly silent.

The thought crossed Olympia's mind once again. She had... she had just killed two people, two real humans, without thinking. It wasn't in cold blood, it wasn't unwarranted. They had killed her comrades. She had friends from Ayondale's classes in the group... people she had personally convinced and recommend to join the fight. People who she had gotten killed...

The moment that thought struck her she doubled over, clutching her stomach with both hands as she bent forth and threw up. She hadn't eaten much at all in the recent hours, just drank, and so what spewed forth was warm, foul tasting liquid that spewed from her mouth and dripped from her lips, accompanied by the sound of retching that made the girls head go numb.

She looked up just in time to see the corpses of the students rise from the dead. Her eyes locked onto someone she knew to be her friend... they clambered to their feet, coated in dirt and blood, partially encased in a fungus of mud that hardened into bone under the Professors abhorrent magic. Olympia had always despised Necromancy, but this... the sight made her reel forward again, and cough up more of her remaining stomach contents onto the floor.

With a cough, the girl glanced to the side, and caught side of another girl, running towards a wall within running distance. That was Morgana... the blind girl of the group. Olympia choked slightly, feeling a tear roll down her cheek. The vomiting hadn't given her time to cry. From her bag she fished out a fresh tshirt, and wiped her mouth with it. She couldn't... let herself become weak now... they could mourn later.

She watched as one of the other Master's grabbed her and pulled her along, and prepared to run after them. She couldn't remember who exactly it was, but if memory served her correctly, he was the Master of Archer. Quickly, she slung her bag around her shoulder, glanced behind herself at the Saber Servant, and took off in a sprint across the field towards the two.

"Caster..." she thought, directing the message to her Servant, "I'm helping one of the other Master's out of here. I'll explain everything later, just do what you can and get out as soon as you can."

Olympia ran up beside James, and turned back to look at the carnage they had left in their wake. The bodies, the zombies, the Servants, the devastation... it was all too much. She hesitated to say something, and instead turned her head and ran past him, towards Morgana, hoping to guide her towards Sonja as best she could.

Beside her, she took hold of her hand, ignoring any issues the girl might have had with it.
"Morgana? I-it's Oly." she said, clasping the girl's hand tightly, "J-just follow me, okay? I'll help you out of here." though Morgana couldn't see it, you could almost hear the smile in her voice, however strained. She wanted to curl up and cry in a ball, but this wasn't the time nor place.

Comrade in hand, she took off in a run, making sure to keep at a pace Morgana could keep up with as to not trip her up, and guided her, to the best of her abilities, to their other compatriot, to make their escape. All she hoped was that the others would be alright...



Well, I mean, I WAS gonna grab her, but I'll find something else interesting to do in my post XD

@Shadow Daedalus You and I are gonna have issues.
@Grey Fuck you she's mine to help!
@1Charak2 Okay then, guess I'll wait until you get your post up. I'm sure it'll be hilarious XD
@Turboshitter Double post, but, is Assassin physically coming to the Madtsrs to relay the message? Should I just write in her appearing to tell her, in that case?
@Turboshitter@Cu Chulainn Don't you worry about Morgana! I'm having Oly grab her in my post ^^
Alrighty, cool, I'll be getting a post up sometime today ^^
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