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1 yr ago
Current I still like to come by and leave a flower here sometimes.
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3 yrs ago
Hey remember when this site didn't have 3 tabs in the IC threads? Crazy.
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5 yrs ago
I feel like Myriad Reality is somehow the secret glue holding this entire site together
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6 yrs ago
People like to nudge aside the fact that there's a level of commitment to hosting, and joining an RP. The majority of players don't have it in either case, regardless of how interesting an idea is.
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6 yrs ago
I've been gone so long that I forgot what the status bar was like. It's like coming back to an old apartment, except it's not an apartment anymore, it's just two walls and a lot of heroine addicts.
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Nihilist, but like, the cool type of nihilist, you know?

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Vale didn't give up his assault, pushing and pushing, even when the sand obscurred his vision, and the spear-head found itself lodged in his jaw, dislocating it one one side. Vale took another step forward and flooded his sword with another burst of strength. Bruce's blade couldn't hold against his assault. Within moments, Vale's katana met the surface of Bruce's left collarbone, and began to dig into his flesh. Vale's tongue hung out eagerly as the smell of blood filled his nostrils, fresh and ready for the taking. His pupils dilated, and he opened the half of his jaw that was still attached, ready to bite into Bruce's neck the moment he got into range.

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Prisma's eyes narrowed as Jenso transformed, and in an instant, one of his clones was dispatched, shredded into a blur of arcane smoke. He second clone vanished and Prisma looked up at his new target with a devlish grin. Both of his electrical orbs fused together, and then suddenly shot upwards, towards Jenso, like a spear of energy. Meanwhile, he began to close his cage, lowering the amount of space Jenso had to move in.
Vale's blade crashed against Bruce's, upsetting the dust around them. The sheer impact dug Bruce's feet even deeper into the dirt, and brought Vale into an advantageous position. With all his might, he pushed against Bruce's guard, successfully closing the distance between his blade and the swordsman's head. Slowly, slowly, Vale could feel it. Challenging his strength was a mistake, surely.

"Die! Die!! Die!!!" Vale growled, flexing his arms to their fullest extent.
Vale's foot stopped hard in the sand, and he struggled to maintain his upright position, but turned to face Bruce nonetheless as his exit was blocked. "Growing a pair, now of all times?" Vale taunted, grasping his sword with both hands. "Perhaps I should lead by example!" With that, he charged after Bruce, and slashed at him vertically, with a perfectly sturdy blow.
Prisma's body was launched back by Jenso's attack, and his nearby clone was sent backwards. The masked man landed near his two clones that were charging, and got up with a quick hop. "Haha! I'm fine, fine! All fine! Durable, indestructible, invincible!" Prisma's clone near Jenso disappeared, whilst one near Prisma released its orb. It moved towards Jenso slowly, crackling with energy that struck the ground, and reached several feet outwards. "And you, you're dead!" Prisma rose both his hands, and summoned two walls of electrical energy on either side of Jenso, trapping him in an angled portion of the circular room. The ball of electrical energy neared him, and the clone that launched it ran into the electrical cage, turning both of its hands into blades again. The other clone did the same, launching its orbs of electricity at Jenso, this one slightly faster and less powerful. Jenso was now face to face with two blade-armed clones, and two electrical orbs in a cage of death.
Prisma ignored Jenso and giggled, slashing at him continuously with both of his arms. Until he was cornered against the wall. Prisma suddenly fused his arms together into a larger sword-like appendage. He slashed at Jenso horizontally, cutting through the wall behind him as well. "I am never trapped!" Prisma shouted, spawning a clone behind his blade as it headed for Jenso. The clone followed the blade in a lunge, and attempted to grab him, while another clone popped up at the opposite side of the room, next to the clone from earlier. It charged a similar sphere of blue energy.

"No Hope!"
"No Hope!"
"No Hope!"
"No Hope!"

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Vale's snake-like tendrils began to twist irritably as Bruce slashed at them, retracting back into their handle quickly. Vale cursed under his breath and put his small dagger away, once again drawing his Ying-Yang Katana. The vampire dashed towards the exit of the temple, keeping his eyes on Bruce, with his blade at the ready.

The whip and the chain met furiously, midway between the two fighters, but Vale's whip moves with finesse, wrapping around Bruce's weapon, stopping it in midair, and climbing it towards Bruce at an alarming rate. Vale dropped down from the pillar, onto the ground, and grasped the handle of his weapon with both hands, forcing it to split into three. Two more tendrils of black steel lashed forwards, towards Bruce, aiming to grasp onto his arms.
Jenso upset the clone's balance, but once again, as he aimed to strike it, the clone dissipated. Prisma kissed his teeth and dashed at Jenso, turning both of his hands into blades, and slashing at him wildly. He left a clone in his place, where he knelt before, which placed both its hands together, and began charging a ball of blue energy that crackled furiously.
Vale's footing was upset, but as the mud and sand came flying towards him, he lowered himself to the ground. His blade shrunk again, and he pushed his body upwards, out of the mud's path, and onto one of the nearby pillars. With one hand firmly sunken into the pillar's side, he aimed his sword down at the hole where Bruce was hiding. Suddenly, the blade lost its rigidity, and grew into a whip-like weapon.

"How many weapons have you mastered, boy?" Vale shouted, whipping his ebony weapon towards Bruce from above.
Jenso's attempts to attack the core were completely futile, as it had already escaped, and was long gone. Prisma's two clones disappeared as his flame saw came near, and Prisma himself morphed his hand back to normal before facing Jenso and widening his eyes. Prisma rose his hands and fell to his knees. "I surrender!" He shouted, spawning a clone behind Jenso. The clone attempted to put him into a full nelson, and Prisma slammed the palms of his hands against the ground, rising the earth around Jenso to trap his feet.
The Spheres that Jenso deflected back at Prisma simply dissipated as they struck his body. The portions of silvery flesh where they'd struck turned blue and crackled with electricity. As Prisma finished his volley, four of his clones disappeared, leaving the main body to fall into Jenso's flame wave. As the flames dissipated, he was left standing, completely unharmed, and crackling with blue lightning. "Kehehehe! Your magic is a useless waste of energy!" Prisma shouted, "With such little control, you can't hope to defeat me!!" Prisma spawned a single clone next to him, and a third in front of him. Both clones ran forwards with bladed hands, prepared to jump and slash at Jenso from above.

Meanwhile, Prisma's main body aimed its hand-cannon at Jenso, and fired another stream of arcane blasts his way.
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