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JensomanI think I’m liking the overal dynamic so far.
And the post speed, heh.
And the post speed, heh.
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I still like to come by and leave a flower here sometimes.
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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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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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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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Dannisus' ears flapped happily when he wasn't scolded or ignored. He didn't know much about elves, nor had he visited any of the Elven settlements in Akripola, but this one seemed nice, and perceptive as well! They caught on to the fact that he wasn't one to make a whole lot of noise pretty quickly, even though that wasn't all to difficult to discern about a skittish Myti. Dannisus thought higher of it anyways, thinking back to what his mother used to tell him about elven lore. Well, what little of it he could remember, but was immediately distracted by Aelih's ears. They reminded of his own- Minus the fur. Pointy! Even the elf's body looked similar in structure to his kin's, albeit much taller, and lankier. He caught himself staring, and nodded, picking up his little booklet in a hurry. Before he could say anything though, a girl approached their table. The hair on his tail prickled outwards for a moment, and he turned to look at her. Aelih seemed fine with the girl, and he had no reason to object either, so it was decided!
"I'm fine with it as well," he added, gesturing to one of the empty seats "please feel free to take a seat." He paused for a minute, still perturbed by the sudden influx of visitors. For the first time in a while, he seemed awfully popular. He couldn't remember the last time people were this eager to- "Aa-" Dannisus let out a small mewl on reflex, but cleared his throat and smiled, adjusting himself in his seat.
Of course he remembered! It happened less than a year ago, where a few nice young humans approached him with a happy invitation- Something that quickly turned into an unsavory ambush. Were these people trying to skin him alive? He looked them over quickly. They seemed nice enough, and smelled like... Huh? His nose twitched and he looked over to Lui again. Then it hit him. He was acting really weird right now.
"Ah! Um... My name is Dani!" He blurted, moving his eyes between the two awkwardly. "Forgive my quirks. I'm not used to having people approach me so casually." He looked a lui again, scanning her face with his eyes. "There aren't many willing to talk to Myti outside of the forest. Not unless they want them in a cage..." He breathed a giggle nervously and tapped his booklet against the tabletop. You'd think that 5 years outside of Sylsashia would have made him well versed in the art of conversation.
It did not.
"I'm fine with it as well," he added, gesturing to one of the empty seats "please feel free to take a seat." He paused for a minute, still perturbed by the sudden influx of visitors. For the first time in a while, he seemed awfully popular. He couldn't remember the last time people were this eager to- "Aa-" Dannisus let out a small mewl on reflex, but cleared his throat and smiled, adjusting himself in his seat.
Of course he remembered! It happened less than a year ago, where a few nice young humans approached him with a happy invitation- Something that quickly turned into an unsavory ambush. Were these people trying to skin him alive? He looked them over quickly. They seemed nice enough, and smelled like... Huh? His nose twitched and he looked over to Lui again. Then it hit him. He was acting really weird right now.
"Ah! Um... My name is Dani!" He blurted, moving his eyes between the two awkwardly. "Forgive my quirks. I'm not used to having people approach me so casually." He looked a lui again, scanning her face with his eyes. "There aren't many willing to talk to Myti outside of the forest. Not unless they want them in a cage..." He breathed a giggle nervously and tapped his booklet against the tabletop. You'd think that 5 years outside of Sylsashia would have made him well versed in the art of conversation.
It did not.
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Time ground to a halt for a brief series of nanoseconds as Zelriane drifted through space with his hand outstretched. The moss at his fingertips began to sprawl outwards like small spines struggling against the flow of time as Zelriane grew nearer and nearer to Zios' immobile body.
𝓜𝔂 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹... 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻...
Half a second was cut from history, robbed by the lightning-quick martial warrior. His body felt heavy in the moment that he had to himself. Everything felt sluggish, like something was weighing him down from his shoulder, all the way towards his upper ribs. It felt like an anchor, piercing his upper breast and tugging back, trying to keep his body away from a certain victory. It did not prevail, but in the brief window that his mind was pulled out of focus, his form suffered, and his speed dipped.
The effect ended, and Zelriane had still not made direct contact with Zios' chest, but his body had drifted past the pole's initial point of impact. The fraction of his half-second that he'd wasted meant little, but the pain in his shoulder had returned like a stubborn parasite. He ignored it- He ignored everything, and reached forward without regard for anything around him. His eyes were wide, wider than ever before, with a seething rage. This abhorrent creature would die by his hand right now.
As Zelriane's Akari ended, the man clung to the edge of Zios' shield with one of his hands placed against its edge. "Paji," In an instant, the barrier gave way and Zelriane kicked himself into melee range with reckless abandon. All these defensive maneuvers and cowardly tactics were starting to irritate him to no end. Zelriane pulled his faded left hand back and reached towards Zios with his right. "Die."
More people is good. But if posting speed reaches an abysmal low, I won't be sticking around. I just like to be candid about that.
@SilverPaw I believe they're also used to gain access through gates and personal identification. So other forms of identify theft would be abound too.
What a town! What a boat! What nice people!
Dannisus was aglow with joyous tones as he marched through Nadska without a care in the world. It was the first time in months that he'd been able to walk into a town without getting stopped at the gate for a solid 20 minutes. Some humans had such silly questions for him! They always asked about his weapons, his intentions, where he came from, how he lost his ear, and a bunch of other stuff, while they let their kin walk in and out of town without a second thought. Myti might have been an uncommon sight outside the borders of Sylsashia, but to treat them with so much caution was simply unwarranted.
We're such a peaceful race!
They really were, too. Never had Myti tribes participated in the bloody wars of the humes. They would fight over such stupid things. Dannisus still didn't understand it much- The worldwide obsession with shiny minerals that is. Myti had no need for gold, or sapphires, or rubies, or any other precious gem. Everything they ever needed came from the forest, and with her help, in tandem with their superior magic, survival was never an issue. Even outside the forest borders, Dannisus saw little value in human currency. Occasionally he'd indulge in prepared food, or a soft bed, but there was little a tavern could offer that the wilds could not.
'Mama! Look at the kitty!'
A little girl tugged at her mother's skirt near the center of the plaza, reaching out at Dannisus like he was something to be caught. He didn't mind it. Children were often fascinated by his cat-like features. He'd learned of domesticated felines not long after leaving Sylsashia. Their tongue was rough, and hard to understand, unlike their larger cousins, but they seemed happy, and dearly loved by the humans that housed them. It was no wonder that he garnered such lovely attention. Dannisus turned to the little girl and smiled without a second thought, only to be met with the girl's mother, swatting at the little girl's hand. She glared at him, but the little girl giggled, waving goodbye. Dannisus frowned for a moment, but quickly shrugged it off and made his way out of the market, blissfully unawares of the townsfolk staring at him in partial unison.
What nice people!
He'd long forgotten about the stigma that followed him around. The guards at the gate, the protective mothers, and the sheer bravado of unruly ruffians that saw his kin as less than human. Dannisus was used to it by now. All of the prejudice he dealt with was still worlds better than being condemned to a treetop with menial chores with minimal time allowed on the forest floor. What kind of life was that? He'd learned to hunt just like his sisters! He knew all about the forest! If there was one thing that Dannisus loved about humans, it was the freedom that their people promoted- When they weren't trying to steal from him, kill him, or put him in a cage, anyways. The elders weren't lying when they said that humans could be a crueler than a Lorelei Gnasher. Sometimes they scared him even more than his sister could ever hope to. He turned his head, looked up at the clouds happily and closed his eyes. With a gentle shake of his ears, Dannisus felt fully refreshed in the middle of the bustling little town.
Oof!
A woman crashed into him abruptly, forcing him to stumble backwards while she stood her ground with no issue at all. He'd put his bad ear forward again, like an idiot! The smell of human sweat made it pretty hard to feel his way through the crowd like he usually would. Before he could even apologize, the woman swatted her hand at the air above him and started cursing up a storm. He flinched backwards, nodded quietly, and tiptoed around her, spinning away at the last moment. He could steal hear her spouting profanities as he marched off.
What a mean lady!
She was kind of a bitch.
The taverns he'd passed by looked pretty similar, not only to each other, but to other human establishments. They weren't very creative with their architecture! Something about it made his hair stand on end. Being inside those cramped little rooms was worse than sitting up in a treetop den. Chairs hurt his tail, the drinks tasted foul, and the beds?.. Well, the beds were the only good part! Sleeping in a bed reminded him of the mossy patches he'd nap in back home. It wasn't quite as comfortable, but it certainly smelled nicer.
I could do with a nap!
Twenty minutes later, after he'd reserved a room and sampled the scrumptious food they'd had to offer, Dannisus was sifting through his personal notebook, reviewing the notes about his most recent venture. It was written in Myti Script, similar to the human alphabet, but much smaller, and less varied. Words were longer, and sounded out with audible chatter that most would recognize as mewls. His book's most recent entry was almost barren, though. Nothing of importance to note, aside from the arcane conduits he'd found. They were good for making more mana spheres, but not much else. His ears lowered flat against his head and he scowled. What a bust!
Myea?
Dannisus was taken aback as he smelled a familiar scent. He couldn't put his nose on it at all, but he knew it from somewhere. Not long after, somebody new made her way across the room, and towards the bar without a second thought. Cloaked people were always so weird. It wasn't that hot, and it wasn't raining! Why did they need to hide their faces?
They always have something to hide!
People who hid things were suspicious, and usually, not very nice. The ones with hoods, especially. Most of them tried to take his stuff without asking, and a few were mean enough to scar his body! He stared at her without thinking, and placed his book flat on the table in front of him. The smell was stronger now she was inside, it had to be her! But what the heck was that smell? It became very apparent when her fingers emitted the tiniest bit of light. He remembered it in an instant, and his mind went blank. It was the smell of his sister's mana.
When she looked at him, Dannisus froze. It wasn't a Myti, after all. The relief was quickly pushed aside by a pang of fear as she shot him a menacing look. He pushed himself back into his chair, rubbing the base of his tail against the wood. He jerked his tail sideways in pain, and looked away from the girl hurriedly, diverting his attention towards the entrance. Electric mana, just like Lani had. The smell was too vivid to mistake. She used to tease him with it all the time, shocking his tail at random. Dannisus pulled his chair forwards and clasped his hands together, resting his chin on them carefully while still staring at the door. Being reminded of his elder sister wasn't all too comforting. He jerked his tail further to the left, lifting it so that it rested on the opposite side of his chair. He glanced back at the girl as she took her leave, and then lowered his eyelids. His ears flicked downwards and he let out a lonely sigh.
She looks even meaner than Lani...
Somebody sat down next to him without a word. Dannisus' ears perked up and his eyes sprung open. "Hello," Dannisus said quietly, staring at the elf curiously. It wasn't often that anyone would willingly sit near him, even when he was being extra kind. Perhaps it was because they were an elf? Regardless, he looked at Aelih with a blank expression, still on guard after his earlier scare.
Dannisus was aglow with joyous tones as he marched through Nadska without a care in the world. It was the first time in months that he'd been able to walk into a town without getting stopped at the gate for a solid 20 minutes. Some humans had such silly questions for him! They always asked about his weapons, his intentions, where he came from, how he lost his ear, and a bunch of other stuff, while they let their kin walk in and out of town without a second thought. Myti might have been an uncommon sight outside the borders of Sylsashia, but to treat them with so much caution was simply unwarranted.
We're such a peaceful race!
They really were, too. Never had Myti tribes participated in the bloody wars of the humes. They would fight over such stupid things. Dannisus still didn't understand it much- The worldwide obsession with shiny minerals that is. Myti had no need for gold, or sapphires, or rubies, or any other precious gem. Everything they ever needed came from the forest, and with her help, in tandem with their superior magic, survival was never an issue. Even outside the forest borders, Dannisus saw little value in human currency. Occasionally he'd indulge in prepared food, or a soft bed, but there was little a tavern could offer that the wilds could not.
'Mama! Look at the kitty!'
A little girl tugged at her mother's skirt near the center of the plaza, reaching out at Dannisus like he was something to be caught. He didn't mind it. Children were often fascinated by his cat-like features. He'd learned of domesticated felines not long after leaving Sylsashia. Their tongue was rough, and hard to understand, unlike their larger cousins, but they seemed happy, and dearly loved by the humans that housed them. It was no wonder that he garnered such lovely attention. Dannisus turned to the little girl and smiled without a second thought, only to be met with the girl's mother, swatting at the little girl's hand. She glared at him, but the little girl giggled, waving goodbye. Dannisus frowned for a moment, but quickly shrugged it off and made his way out of the market, blissfully unawares of the townsfolk staring at him in partial unison.
What nice people!
He'd long forgotten about the stigma that followed him around. The guards at the gate, the protective mothers, and the sheer bravado of unruly ruffians that saw his kin as less than human. Dannisus was used to it by now. All of the prejudice he dealt with was still worlds better than being condemned to a treetop with menial chores with minimal time allowed on the forest floor. What kind of life was that? He'd learned to hunt just like his sisters! He knew all about the forest! If there was one thing that Dannisus loved about humans, it was the freedom that their people promoted- When they weren't trying to steal from him, kill him, or put him in a cage, anyways. The elders weren't lying when they said that humans could be a crueler than a Lorelei Gnasher. Sometimes they scared him even more than his sister could ever hope to. He turned his head, looked up at the clouds happily and closed his eyes. With a gentle shake of his ears, Dannisus felt fully refreshed in the middle of the bustling little town.
Oof!
A woman crashed into him abruptly, forcing him to stumble backwards while she stood her ground with no issue at all. He'd put his bad ear forward again, like an idiot! The smell of human sweat made it pretty hard to feel his way through the crowd like he usually would. Before he could even apologize, the woman swatted her hand at the air above him and started cursing up a storm. He flinched backwards, nodded quietly, and tiptoed around her, spinning away at the last moment. He could steal hear her spouting profanities as he marched off.
What a mean lady!
She was kind of a bitch.
The taverns he'd passed by looked pretty similar, not only to each other, but to other human establishments. They weren't very creative with their architecture! Something about it made his hair stand on end. Being inside those cramped little rooms was worse than sitting up in a treetop den. Chairs hurt his tail, the drinks tasted foul, and the beds?.. Well, the beds were the only good part! Sleeping in a bed reminded him of the mossy patches he'd nap in back home. It wasn't quite as comfortable, but it certainly smelled nicer.
I could do with a nap!
Twenty minutes later, after he'd reserved a room and sampled the scrumptious food they'd had to offer, Dannisus was sifting through his personal notebook, reviewing the notes about his most recent venture. It was written in Myti Script, similar to the human alphabet, but much smaller, and less varied. Words were longer, and sounded out with audible chatter that most would recognize as mewls. His book's most recent entry was almost barren, though. Nothing of importance to note, aside from the arcane conduits he'd found. They were good for making more mana spheres, but not much else. His ears lowered flat against his head and he scowled. What a bust!
Myea?
Dannisus was taken aback as he smelled a familiar scent. He couldn't put his nose on it at all, but he knew it from somewhere. Not long after, somebody new made her way across the room, and towards the bar without a second thought. Cloaked people were always so weird. It wasn't that hot, and it wasn't raining! Why did they need to hide their faces?
They always have something to hide!
People who hid things were suspicious, and usually, not very nice. The ones with hoods, especially. Most of them tried to take his stuff without asking, and a few were mean enough to scar his body! He stared at her without thinking, and placed his book flat on the table in front of him. The smell was stronger now she was inside, it had to be her! But what the heck was that smell? It became very apparent when her fingers emitted the tiniest bit of light. He remembered it in an instant, and his mind went blank. It was the smell of his sister's mana.
When she looked at him, Dannisus froze. It wasn't a Myti, after all. The relief was quickly pushed aside by a pang of fear as she shot him a menacing look. He pushed himself back into his chair, rubbing the base of his tail against the wood. He jerked his tail sideways in pain, and looked away from the girl hurriedly, diverting his attention towards the entrance. Electric mana, just like Lani had. The smell was too vivid to mistake. She used to tease him with it all the time, shocking his tail at random. Dannisus pulled his chair forwards and clasped his hands together, resting his chin on them carefully while still staring at the door. Being reminded of his elder sister wasn't all too comforting. He jerked his tail further to the left, lifting it so that it rested on the opposite side of his chair. He glanced back at the girl as she took her leave, and then lowered his eyelids. His ears flicked downwards and he let out a lonely sigh.
She looks even meaner than Lani...
Somebody sat down next to him without a word. Dannisus' ears perked up and his eyes sprung open. "Hello," Dannisus said quietly, staring at the elf curiously. It wasn't often that anyone would willingly sit near him, even when he was being extra kind. Perhaps it was because they were an elf? Regardless, he looked at Aelih with a blank expression, still on guard after his earlier scare.
Zelriane moved his head out of the arrow's path. It barely grazed the side of his mask, but tore enough fabric off to loosen it completely. As the black cloth fell away, he face was revealed, covered in the same moss that encompassed the rest of his body. He had no defining features. His facial structure was sharp and his eyes were narrow. With his foot, he kicked through the air and moved past the length of the deflected arrow, following after Zios just as quickly as he'd moved away. "Hikari-" He started, his right arm beginning to glow. But within an instant, the slow buildup of light erupted in a burst that covered his entire body. "-Akari" The second word left his mouth with a hiss. His body, much like with his earlier Akari, turned to light and thrust forward. But with each milometer traveled, hundreds to thousands from start to finish, a series of explosions erupted outwards from his body. He turned sharply several times, piercing though what remained of Boreas and Zio's silly little unicorn in his path. On his final turn, he aimed to hit Zios directly, regardless of whether or not his first pass did any direct damage.
Zelriane huffed at Zios' words. This wasn't a game, and he didn't very much appreciate it being treated as such. The short moss-covered man waited patiently for the horse-like creature to approach. It was be easy to dispatch like Fotia was. But before it could get within striking range, Zios' fired another one of his destructive lasers, headlong and through his own creation. Zelriane's eyes narrowed, and he stepped aside with as much grace as he could muster, flanking around the charging unicorn and the Neo Ultima beam, towards where Zios stood. He was upon him in seconds.
"This." He rose his hand, "Is not." bent his arm slightly backwards, "A GAME!" and thrust it forwards, reaching for Zios' closest appendage as quickly as possible.
"This." He rose his hand, "Is not." bent his arm slightly backwards, "A GAME!" and thrust it forwards, reaching for Zios' closest appendage as quickly as possible.
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